Villain: Let Go of the Girl of Luck, Let Me Take Over!!

103: The person who cannot be drawnMu Wuchen was speechless as he looked at Lin Ziyan, who was prostrating and trembling beneath him.

Was this the ’big shot’ Yang Yi spoke of, who would become an Emperor through the Dao of Calligraphy and Ink tens of thousands of years later?

Mu Wuchen had originally thought that someone who became an Emperor through the Dao of Calligraphy and Ink would be a gentle, refined, learned, and humble gentleman.

But what about this kid now?

He was greedy for money, lustful, cunning, and afraid of death, even earning ill-gotten gains by drawing explicit pictures for others!

Mu Wuchen directly stepped on his head, pressing down slightly, which immediately made Lin Ziyan grimace in pain and beg for mercy repeatedly.

Seeing such a future Emperor, Mu Wuchen felt bored and kicked him aside.

“Emperor Lin” immediately let out a mournful “Ah.”

“Get up.”

Mu Wuchen looked at this person who was wasting his time, finding him more and more displeasing the more he looked.

Mu Wuchen looked at the trembling figure on the ground and spoke indifferently.

“You are Emperor Lin?”

Hearing Mu Wuchen’s sarcastic words, Lin Ziyan shivered, got up again, and knocked his head on the floor.

“I’m not any Emperor, I’m your grandson, Grandpa, your grandson has never done anything wicked, please let me go!”

Seeing Lin Ziyan call him “Grandpa” repeatedly, Mu Wuchen was completely taken aback.

This...

“Why are you so afraid of me?”

Mu Wuchen had always been a bit puzzled; was he really that terrifying?

As soon as he arrived, Lin Ziyan acted as if he had seen a ghost, kneeling down immediately without a hint of anger, hatred, or pretense...

Lin Ziyan also seemed to have no intention of hiding anything.

“My brush is a bit special. Most people can draw anyone with a thought. So far, there are only two people I couldn’t draw, and I only knew after attempting to draw them. But Grandpa, I knew I couldn’t draw you the moment I saw you!”

As he spoke, Lin Ziyan trembled all over.

Oh?

There’s such a thing?

Mu Wuchen stroked his chin, and then a phantom image appeared in Mu Wuchen’s hand—it was the beautiful Little Fox Su Meier.

“Can you draw her?”

Upon seeing the phantom image of Su Meier, Lin Ziyan also shivered, his eyes filled with terror, and he immediately retreated backward.

Despite often looking at explicit books and drawing explicit pictures, he hurriedly averted his gaze upon seeing the incredibly beautiful Little Fox, showing no hint of daring to desecrate her.

Mu Wuchen, however, was quite satisfied with his actions. Only he, Mu Wuchen, had the right to take others’ things. Anyone who coveted his possessions or his people should be prepared for their entire clan to disappear.

Beside him, Lin Ziyan’s divine brush suddenly appeared in his hand. However, when he tried to draw, he broke out in a cold sweat, unable to move the brush for a long time.

Lin Ziyan was instantly shocked and frantically shook his head.

“Grandpa, I can’t draw her, I can’t draw her!”

Mu Wuchen then had him try Little Fairy Yun Li, but he also couldn’t draw her.

Mu Wuchen then had him try to draw Chu Tiange, one of the Ten Holy Sons of Tianxuan Sect. Chu Tiange was already at the late stage of Mystic Infant at a young age, considered a young prodigy. Even looking at the entire Heavenly God Domain, this was an extremely top-tier achievement.

With Chu Tiange’s talent, if nothing unexpected happened, breaking through to the Heavenly King Realm should not be a problem in the future.

However, this time, Lin Ziyan was able to draw him with ease.

Mu Wuchen stroked his chin, pondering slightly.

This brush really seems to be able to judge destiny, strength, and future achievements.

Mu Wuchen then had him try to draw Yang Yi and Xiao Feng, two Sons of Destiny.

As expected, Lin Ziyan also couldn’t draw them.

But when Mu Wuchen had him draw Lin Fan and Ye Chen, although he was sweating profusely, he was able to draw them.

Living Sons of Destiny or top-tier prodigies like Su Meier and Yun Li couldn’t be drawn, while deceased Sons of Destiny could barely be drawn...

How interesting...

Mu Wuchen looked at the extremely weak Lin Ziyan, who was panting heavily, and spoke with a hint of mockery.

“Didn’t you tell that fellow named Wang just now that you couldn’t draw today? How can you draw so many now?”

Lin Ziyan showed a fawning smile on his face.

“Others naturally can’t be drawn, but Grandpa, if you ask your grandson to draw, even if it kills me, I have to draw it!”

Mu Wuchen nodded.

He was quite satisfied with his performance.

“You just said that before me, there were two others whose appearances you couldn’t draw?”

Mu Wuchen suddenly spoke.

After his recent tests, he was basically able to confirm it.

The two people Lin Ziyan couldn’t draw were certainly not ordinary; even if they weren’t Sons of Destiny, they would be prodigies far surpassing Chu Tiange.

Lin Ziyan didn’t dare to hide anything and quickly spoke.

“Yes, I have drawn tens of thousands of people, if not hundreds of thousands, and before this, only two could not be drawn. One was a fairy I met under a peach blossom tree three thousand li from here; and the other is the future consort of our Celestial Tome Dynasty!”

Hearing his words, Mu Wuchen immediately became interested.

Would there be a Son of Destiny among these two?

“Tell me the details.”

Mu Wuchen quickly instructed.

Lin Ziyan immediately showed a look of recollection.

“I only met that Peach Blossom Fairy once. I only know that the woman was extremely beautiful. The first time I saw her, I wanted to draw her, but I couldn’t move my brush for a long time. And that Peach Blossom Fairy, after seeing me, just vanished into thin air, and I could no longer remember her appearance...”

Lin Ziyan spoke, showing a look of annoyance.

Then, he changed the subject, and admiration appeared in his eyes.

“And the future consort of our Celestial Tome Dynasty is also an extraordinary person!”

“Three years ago, the consort emerged out of nowhere. He is not only knowledgeable and well-read, spouting ancient famous verses with ease; he is also resourceful and skilled, often accomplishing what others cannot through various unique methods. Therefore, although his cultivation is not high, he has gathered a large group of supporters!”

“The Celestial Tome Dynasty is said to have once had an Emperor Realm mighty figure who achieved the Dao through literature, so unlike other forces that only worship martial prowess, literary pursuits are equally prevalent.”

“The consort’s various displays earned him the favor of the Celestial Tome Emperor’s most beloved young princess. The Celestial Tome Emperor also nodded in agreement. Twenty days from now will be the day of their grand wedding, which will be a great joyous occasion for the entire Celestial Tome Dynasty!”

Lin Ziyan spoke very excitedly.

Mu Wuchen stroked his chin, thinking slightly.

From the looks of it, this consort is very likely a Son of Destiny.

If he is not a Son of Destiny, then everything naturally has nothing to do with him, but if that consort really is a Son of Destiny...

Then this marriage, he can’t let him complete it smoothly...

Mu Wuchen looked at Lin Ziyan, his eyes playful.

Then he waved his large hand, grabbing Lin Ziyan’s head directly and lifting him up.

“Ah—”

Lin Ziyan immediately let out a painful scream.

A strange divine consciousness imprint directly drilled into Lin Ziyan’s Sea of Consciousness.

This divine consciousness imprint was like a huge bomb, hidden in Lin Ziyan’s Sea of Consciousness. As long as Mu Wuchen wished, he could take Lin Ziyan’s life at any time...