The once-silent night erupted into a frenzy.
When the news spread that the Second Young Master, Qin Hao, had been attacked, the entire Qin estate erupted in outrage. The first thought that crossed every elder's and disciple's mind was that the cowardly Daxia Imperial Clan had launched a sneak attack in desperation. Rage boiled in their veins, and countless weapons were drawn in a heartbeat—ready to shred the perpetrator to pieces.
Yet when they saw Qin Hao's condition, their fury surged to the heavens.
Someone had actually dared to gouge out the Supreme Bone of a five-year-old child—alive. It was not just cruelty—it was the severing of their clan's future hope. This was no longer a crime. It was blasphemy.
"Unforgivable!"
Even the most composed among them roared in fury.
But when the name of the assailant was revealed, the entire Qin clan was struck dumb.
Qin Feng.
Impossible.
Wasn't the First Young Master—Qin Feng—known for his grace, etiquette, diligence, and brilliance? Hadn't he always embodied the very ideal of a future clan leader?
How could he—of all people—commit such a monstrous act? To rip the divine bone from his own younger brother?
"No. No! Absolutely not!"The Qin clansmen shook their heads in denial, refusing to accept such a truth.
Yes, Qin Feng had teased Qin Hao on occasion, but it was mere sibling mischief. Everyone had always seen them as close, inseparable brothers. Who would believe such cruelty could come from him?
"It was him. That unfilial wretch!"
Qin Tian's voice rang out, twisted by agony, guilt, and rage. His body trembled uncontrollably.
He once had a home filled with warmth and joy… and now it was shattered.
Because of the Daxia Emperor's greed, he was forced to send his elder son into exile—hunted, burdened with a fate no child should bear. His younger son had his very future carved out of his chest.
What father could suffer such pain?
Spurt—
Blood gushed from Qin Tian's mouth as he collapsed forward.
As Patriarch, he had endured countless pressures—but this was beyond mortal endurance.
"Patriarch!!"
Everyone rushed to his side, finally accepting the truth.
If even the stoic Patriarch was driven to vomit blood by the anguish, then it could only mean the wound struck deeper than anyone imagined.
Hand or foot, the flesh still bleeds—how could a parent bear to see their children destroy each other?
And then—
The voice of the Second Ancestor echoed through the ancestral hall.
"Qin Feng, driven by envy, extracted the Supreme Bone of his own brother for selfish gain. When discovered, he did not repent, but assaulted the guards and fled the clan. As the Second Ancestor of the Qin family, I hereby declare: **Qin Feng is expelled from the clan. A kill-on-sight order is issued—**life or death, it matters not!"
"Expelled?! Kill on sight?!"
Shock and disbelief gripped every heart. Couldn't the Second Ancestor show mercy?
Qin Hao's bone was gone. If they now lost Qin Feng as well—their Emperor-tier heir—how would the Qin clan survive the coming age of upheaval?
"Such character is unworthy of bearing the Qin name."
The Second Ancestor's voice trembled with sorrow. It was the cruelest lie he'd ever spoken.
If Qin Feng was unworthy—then who in the clan was?
—
At that moment, the first rays of dawn peeked over the horizon.
From the highest tower, the Founding Ancestor and other elders stood in silence, watching a small figure disappear into the distance.
He carried their clan's hope now.The road before him would be paved with blood and peril. He would dance on the edge of a blade, and one misstep would cast him into a bottomless abyss.
And they… they could not lift a hand to help him.He would have to rely on his own strength—his small, fragile shoulders bearing the burden of an entire dynasty.
"Have we gone too far? He's only eight years old…"The Tenth Ancestor's voice cracked, tears brimming in his ancient eyes.
He had raised Qin Feng since infancy. Watching him now—walking into exile—was like having his own heart carved out.
"It is through adversity that heroes are forged,"the Founding Ancestor said solemnly."He may be eight in years—but in mind and spirit, he is far beyond that."
He believed—firmly—that this child would return.And when he did, he would bring with him glory to eclipse the heavens.
"Let us not forget," added the Second Ancestor, "he was born beneath the Blood Moon."
The room fell silent.
The Blood Moon Calamity had risen with his birth. A sign. A prophecy. And now—he walked into destiny.
—
The Qin Clan's tragedy spread like wildfire.
The story of the First Young Master, driven by envy, tearing the Supreme Bone from his younger brother before fleeing in disgrace, stunned the entire world. The scandal crashed across the lands like a tidal wave.
And it reached the throne room of Daxia.
"Is this true? Not just some ploy by the Qin family?""Verified, Your Majesty. The Second Son truly lost his Supreme Bone. The Patriarch was struck with such grief he vomited blood and collapsed.""What a savage young man. To do such a thing to his own blood…""This is cultivation. Weakness is death. Even blood ties mean nothing.""Two geniuses—one crippled, one exiled. Heaven clearly favors Daxia.""The threat is gone. The war need not continue.""The First Young Master still lives—and with the Supreme Bone, he remains a danger.""He is fractured now. His heart tainted. He will never ascend the peak.""Indeed. Once doubt takes root, the path to invincibility is forever severed."
The Emperor of Daxia sat upon his dragon throne, stunned.
Last night, he had convened his ministers to plot a swift siege of the Qin clan. And now? Without lifting a finger, his enemy had torn itself apart.
"Ha! Excellent! Excellent!"
He burst into laughter, already considering which concubine to summon to celebrate.
—
Meanwhile…
Qin Feng trotted along a dirt road atop a tiny donkey, humming as the wind tousled his hair.
"Finally hit a million Villain Points…"
The system displayed 1,156,500.
Without hesitation, Qin Feng spent a million to redeem the Grand Perfection Synchronization Card.
Ding! Grand Perfection Synchronization Card redeemed.Ding! Thirty-Three Heavens Creation Art now fully synchronized—100%.
A thunderclap rang through his consciousness.He could now sense the laws of heaven and earth, understand his cultivation technique on a fundamental level.
Simply put—he had been using 60% of his power.Now he could wield everything.
His strength soared.
"So this is what it feels like to be whole…"
Qin Feng's eyes gleamed. He finally understood the thrill of a Child of Destiny.
If he faced Lin San now? He wouldn't even need his Heavenly Severing Sword Technique.He'd beat that kid until even his mother wouldn't recognize him—unless, of course, Lin San had stumbled upon a cheat code recently.
Just then—
A coarse voice echoed ahead:
"Don't be afraid, little girl. Let us brothers warm ourselves against your soft skin and we'll let you go, how's that sound?"
Qin Feng blinked.
"Huh? Rescue the damsel in distress?"
He stared blankly for a second.
"This… this is a perk villains get too?!"