I, the Destined Villain, Start by Controlling the Saint

Get away, justice incarnate!The Elders of the Holy Land retrieved the footage to investigate.

At first, there were people outside Fuhu Mountain collaborating with White Tiger Star Lord, attacking from both inside and outside, which caused the grand formation to break.

White Tiger Star Lord charged out, unstoppable.

In just one encounter, over a dozen Prodigies were swallowed whole.

In the eyes of the Saints and Elders, White Tiger Star Lord’s strength was merely average.

But to the Prodigies inside, White Tiger Star Lord was far too powerful, like an unscalable mountain.

The footage continued to play; Feng Yuanqing and the other two, even working together, couldn’t defeat it.

Until a peerlessly handsome young man appeared out of nowhere.

There was no fierce battle as imagined; the young man merely made a slight move and subdued White Tiger Star Lord.

This extremely simple scene left everyone somewhat dazed.

“Is that it?”

“Is his strength not a bit too strong?”

“This White Tiger Star Lord is a Primordial Great Luo. How did he do it? White Tiger Star Lord didn’t even dare to resist.”

“…”

These Saints and Elders of the Holy Land were astonished for the first time.

No, there was one other time, several epochs ago.

There was once an anomaly that grew rapidly at an incredibly unreasonable Cultivation speed.

Its strength was also unbelievably powerful.

However, it was erased by that one in the Holy Land.

“Is this an anomaly?”

An Elder of the Holy Land murmured uncertainly.

“A new anomaly?”

“Doesn’t seem like it. The anomaly personally sent away by that one before had dim Luck. This one has profound, dazzling Luck, completely like a destined person.”

“Report it upwards. Let that one decide.”

“Alright.”

Xiao Fan didn’t know yet that his conspicuousness had already attracted attention.

But this was inevitable; it’s normal for a rabbit to hide behind a tree and not be discovered.

However, when a rabbit becomes as massive as an elephant, there are no trees left to conceal it.

Xiao Fan’s rampant hunting of Qi Luck Children and collecting of golden Luck was bound to be discovered sooner or later.

So, he might as well do it openly and let people mistakenly believe he is a Child of Destiny!

He had this intention when he joined this training camp.

… … … …

Years passed, and in the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred years had gone by.

For these Prodigies, a hundred years was just the time for one closed-door Cultivation session.

It was even less than one closed-door Cultivation session.

This Forbidden Ground had also been thoroughly searched.

Over these years, Xiao Fan found many Cultivation Techniques and treasures.

But they weren’t of much use to him; he distributed all the treasures to his women.

As for Cultivation Techniques, he could memorize and master them after a single read.

There seemed to be no need to collect them.

“Let’s go out,” Xiao Fan said.

“Ah, but there’s still over a year until it closes. Are we really not going to look for more?”

“We’ve only found 79 tokens after all our searching. It feels like there are still many tokens we haven’t collected, which is a bit of a pity.”

Miao Xiaoqing said, her ears drooping.

It seemed like not collecting all one hundred tokens was a huge loss.

“Do you need to listen to the Saints of the Holy Land preach the Dao?” Xiao Fan asked.

“No need, Young Master can preach to me.”

“But others definitely need it.”

“I can sell these things. I heard these tokens are very expensive, enough to buy half a Holy Land.”

Miao Xiaoqing was a bit troubled, feeling like she was losing out greatly.

“What? The treasures found in these hundred years are enough for ten thousand of you to benefit for life. How are you still not satisfied?”

“But, I just feel like it’s a huge loss.”

“Young Master, you don’t know, I was very poor when I was little…”

She meowed incessantly, recounting her past.

It was Xiao Fan’s first time hearing her speak of her past.

Born into the Nine Li Spirit Cat clan, her parents were ordinary individuals within the clan, or perhaps Heaven took pity, granting her innate good talent and Physique.

She was highly valued by the clan and received preferential Cultivation resources.

But it still wasn’t quite enough.

The Cultivation resources she received were still far too little compared to her peers from prominent families; they couldn’t be compared at all.

It was only because of her extraordinary talent that she managed not to fall behind other cats, relying on her excellent Cultivation talent.

Once, her mother nearly died trying to find Spirit Medicine for her Body Tempering.

Miao Xiaoqing knew the predicament of scarce Cultivation resources, which is why she had to desperately collect them, never stopping.

Later, by chance, she got the Opportunity to enter Eternal Saint Academy, and her Cultivation resources became slightly more abundant.

“Only Grand Luo can avoid the three calamities and five disasters. I want to raise my parents’ Cultivation to Grand Luo so they can avoid suffering,” she said with certainty.

“You’ve truly worked hard,” Xiao Fan said.

He rubbed her cat ears. “I didn’t expect you to be such a hardworking Qi Luck cat.”

Although Miao Xiaoqing tried her best to ignore the hardships she faced along the way, only she knew the difficulties a small cat without a background endured to reach the position of a Saint Disciple in Eternal Saint Academy.

Miao Xiaoqing was a bit embarrassed; it was her first time speaking about her family background to anyone else.

NanGong XiMeng sighed, “So, Xiao Qing, you have such a past.”

She was different; born into a Saint’s family, she had always been carefree, never worrying about Cultivation resources.

The only one who could truly understand Miao Xiaoqing was Chen Miaoli.

“It won’t happen again,” Xiao Fan said.

He felt it was time to leave. Miao Xiaoqing just felt it was a pity she couldn’t collect everything.

But she still listened to Xiao Fan’s commands.

The group rode the White Tiger, flying towards the exit.

Thinking back, in these hundred years, Xiao Fan had killed no less than a thousand Qi Luck Children.

The Luck of those Qi Luck Children who died by his hand had all transferred to him.

It’s no exaggeration to say that in this world, no one resembles a Child of Destiny more than he does now.

Upon arriving at the exit, there were traces of battle everywhere.

Ye Changsheng at the exit was still guarding it, surrounded by angry Cultivators.

Clearly, Ye Changsheng’s method of extorting protection fees at the exit had incurred public wrath.

However, Ye Changsheng had no injuries on his body, and his robes were not disheveled, indicating he had guarded it quite well.

White Tiger Star Lord’s strong Demonic Qi immediately attracted everyone’s attention upon its appearance.

Everyone shivered; if they hadn’t seen people on its back, they would have likely fled immediately.

“Look, it’s that Young Master who subdued White Tiger Star Lord.”

Some female Prodigies became instantly excited upon seeing Xiao Fan’s figure.

It was as if they had seen a savior.

Xiao Fan’s gaze fell on Ye Changsheng, the Puppet. Under his feet were hundreds of Storage Pouches and rings.

He must have robbed quite a lot.

Some bold female Disciples gathered around, complaining about the wickedness of this highway robber.

They showed weakness and feigned helplessness.

They wanted to get closer, almost falling into his arms, but Chen Miaoli drove them all away.

Looking at the helpless eyes of these Prodigies.

Xiao Fan knew that perhaps he would be forced to step forward again and stop evil.

He loudly proclaimed, “Who are you, and why are you doing evil here?”

“It seems I, the Incarnation of Justice, cannot spare you today.”

Chen Miaoli watched his performance, somewhat speechless.

You arranged for him, and now you’re acting as the Incarnation of Justice.

The problem was, he actually pulled it off.

He raised his hand and struck, and Ye Changsheng’s body was separated from his head. Xiao Fan gave the corpse to Chen Miaoli.

“Perhaps your cremation furnace can use it.”

At this point, Ye Changsheng’s last drop of value had been squeezed dry.

He then collected the treasures on the ground and handed them to Miao Xiaoqing.

“They’re all for you.”

“Meow, thank you, Young Master,” Miao Xiaoqing said, smiling.

Xiao Fan rode the White Tiger out, leaving the Forbidden Ground.

On the other side, in the Forbidden Ground behind the Holy Land.

A white-haired girl repeatedly watched the footage transmitted from below, deep in thought.

“Young man, your strength is a bit unreasonable.”