The next morning—News of Qin Feng breaking through to the Opening Origin Realm at age three exploded through the Qin Clan like a bolt of heavenly thunder.
"Excellent, excellent! My son truly bears the makings of a Great Emperor!"
Qin Tian's laughter echoed through the ancestral halls. He seemed moments away from tattooing "My Son Has Great Emperor Potential" across his forehead and shouting it at every passerby.
Qin Feng, observing this, felt a profound sense of dread.
"This is bad—really bad."
He vividly remembered a father from some villain's backstory in his past life—who bragged about his son's talent day and night, only to attract the attention of the protagonist and… well, that didn't end well.
"Well done, Feng'er."
Yun Xiyue, her belly swollen with life, approached with a radiant smile. She tenderly patted Qin Feng's head, eyes brimming with affection. This eldest son had never given her a moment of worry.
Other children screamed and cried to exhaustion. But Qin Feng? He'd quietly indicate when hungry, sleepy, or wet. Now he trained with monastic diligence—every mother's dream.
Qin Feng rolled his eyes inwardly.
"Three years of sleepless cultivation.A toddler breaks all records to reach the Opening Origin Realm.Is it a dream? A destiny? A calling?"No!It's called: "I have an absurdly overpowered little brother who might get me killed!"
Just as the family was basking in tender harmony—
Yun Xiyue's face suddenly twisted in pain, and she clutched her stomach. A violent, wrenching sensation surged within her.
At the same time, outside the residence, a storm erupted from nowhere.Winds howled. Thunder cracked. Black clouds rolled.The once-vague shadows of dragons and phoenixes above the Qin estate solidified into majestic celestial forms, spiraling through the skies in mounting agitation.
"She's going into labor!!"
With hard-earned experience from Qin Feng's birth, the Qin Clan sprang into action.Maidservants moved with precision, elders tightened security, and disciples formed a protective perimeter. No threat would be allowed near the heir.
"My foolish little brother… you're finally coming out!"
Qin Feng's breath quickened in excitement. He couldn't wait to meet his brother again.
Even Qin Tian was torn between joy and frustration.Joy—that he was about to welcome another peerless son.Frustration—that this brat had waited three extra years, showing no sympathy for his father's anticipation.
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!!Thunder roared overhead.Inside, Yun Xiyue's anguished cries shook the very walls.
But still—the second child would not come out.The once-majestic dragon-phoenix projections now circled anxiously, as if sensing a great misfortune looming.
"Second child or not, why is it still this hard?!"
Qin Feng's heart sank. A terrible suspicion crept in—
"Did… did the Curse of Kin Activation just begin?"The dreaded "Anti-Family Halo"?
Another deafening crash split the sky.Then—a terrifying pressure descended.It was as if a mountain had dropped from the heavens, suffocating everyone beneath its weight.
"Who dares?!"
Qin Tian roared in fury, unleashing a torrent of raw energy. The Qin disciples' rage also erupted in unison, forming a united barrier to resist the pressure.
But the suppressive force was far too overwhelming. Even with combined strength, the clan faltered—
Until suddenly—seven or eight terrifying auras erupted in counterbalance.
From within the Qin stronghold came the Second Ancestor's icy voice:
"Old loach… do you seek war with me?"
"Hah… merely testing your juniors' growth, nothing more,"came the voice of a white-haired old man, draped in dragon robes, descending from the heavens.
Despite his gentle demeanor, none could forget the deathly pressure he had just unleashed.
"Dragon robes… the Emperor of Great Xia!"
Qin Feng's eyes narrowed.He was no longer an ignorant child.Over the past three years, he'd learned much of the world's power structure.
The Archaic Realm was teeming with sects, clans, tribes, and factions. To harness more cultivation resources, many had banded together under banners—forming nations.
The Great Xia Dynasty, for instance, was the largest and strongest of them all, composed of countless elite families. The Qin Clan, being the most powerful among them, was hailed as the First Family of the Archaic Realm.
Naturally, such prestige made them a thorn in the imperial court's side.
No wonder this emperor was here.Two unrivaled geniuses from the same womb—how could Great Xia not feel threatened?
"This must be the Qin Clan's eldest son?"
The emperor descended with a benign smile and reached out to pat Qin Feng's head—
Swoosh!Qin Feng vanished instantly, executing his Phantom Mirage Steps to retreat far beyond arm's length.
"Like hell I'm letting you touch me.""The man just tried to kill my brother moments ago. What if that cursed halo rebounds on me?"
"That… was a movement technique!"
The emperor's expression froze.As a peerless cultivator, he could easily kill the child with a flick—so the technique itself meant little.
But the boy was only three years old.
At three, he had not only reached the Opening Origin Realm, but had also mastered a technique with such fluid grace?
"This child… this child truly holds the makings of a Great Emperor."
And then he remembered—
The blood moon.The one that rose three years ago—signaling the birth of a calamity destined to bring ruin to empires.
Could it be… this boy?
Qin Tian stared blankly for a moment. Then, joy surged through him again.
"My son… actually learned such a divine movement technique?"
Even if it didn't originate from the clan, any seasoned expert could see—it must be a technique comprehended from the natural laws themselves, one that exceeded Heaven-tier.
The elders of the Qin Clan promptly stepped forward.
"Apologies, Your Majesty. The child is shy with strangers."
Without waiting for a reply, they formed a protective wall around Qin Feng, shielding him like dragon's treasure.
"No offense taken," the emperor replied with an inscrutable smile.
Just then—
Qin Feng peeked from behind the elders, flashing a look of exaggerated adoration.
"So it's the Emperor himself? I've heard so much—of your unmatched wisdom and martial brilliance, your heroic virtue and incorruptible spirit, your boundless compassion and unshakable resolve, your stoic endurance and cosmic insight, your magnanimity and courage beyond compare…"
He paused for breath—
Then gave the emperor a wide-eyed, innocent look:
"Surely a man as grand as yourself wouldn't visit empty-handed, right?"
He blinked.Twice.Big, adorable, guiltless eyes.As if to say: "I'm just a kid—what mischief could I possibly mean?"