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Villain Too Many Children of Destiny, I Choose to Lie Flat – Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Encountering the Child of Destiny on the Road

Lin Yan strolled leisurely down the street, clad in a sleek cyan long robe. If anyone from the Heavenly Sword Sect happened to pass by, they’d instantly recognize this as the uniform of an inner disciple. Classic!

Since Dan Lao from the ring woke up, Lin Yan’s cultivation talent had naturally returned—plus, with Dan Lao’s help, he was sprinting ahead faster than a caffeinated hare. So he smoothly made it into the Heavenly Sword Sect as an inner disciple—talk about a glow-up!

They say you only realize how precious something is once you lose it. Now, Lin Yan was almost living in the training ground, squeezing every ounce of progress he could. When he wasn’t cultivating, he was learning to make pills— a true multi-tasker! Occasionally, those cocky younger brothers would spout nonsense, and he’d teach them a lesson, just to keep the street cred.

Right now, all Lin Yan wanted was to quickly go back, keep grinding, and forget the world. But Dan Lao, ever the wise old sage, advised him to chill out and rest for a day. So, Lin Yan decided to wander around Qinghong City some more and sell the batch of pills he’d just crafted.

On his way to Clear Breeze Pavilion, he suddenly halted.

A shadow appeared in his line of sight—a regular-looking fellow, nowhere near at the same cultivation level, but dressed in what looked like a ridiculously extravagant outfit. The guy’s bratty demeanor made Lin Yan’s brow crease; it brought to mind those spoiled brats from the Heavenly Sword Sect he’d beaten down before.

As Lin Yan prepared to take a detour around him, something about the guy’s hand fan caught his eye—a very special fan.

‘Wait… isn’t this one of those ten fans, launched together with the First Edition of Master Chun Qiu’s collection?’

Dialing the focus a little stronger!

The end of the fan was carved with the words ‘Spring and Autumn,’ and hanging from it was a charm—the iconic liquor gourd of ‘Drunken Sage,’ one of Master Chun Qiu’s most beloved characters.

Though the fan hadn’t been unfolded, Lin Yan knew instantly: the pattern wasn’t your usual landscape painting. It depicted ‘Drunken Sage’ gazing at the moon:

The moon hung high, shrouded in mist; a flowing robe half off revealing a smooth, delicate back. A slightly flushed face turned, eyes glazed and dreamy, gazing at ‘the viewer’ with intoxicating charm.

This was, without a doubt, one of Master Chun Qiu’s most stunning works.

Wow, so envy-inducing! If he somehow got this fan, he’d stash it someplace special—just pull it out and stare at it every day. That’d be enough.

Then Lin Yan’s mind clicked—wait a second! If this guy’s got such a rare fan, he must be a hardcore fan of Master Chun Qiu too.

Suddenly, this fellow didn’t seem quite so bad—his bratty act even seemed a little more noble in Lin Yan’s eyes.

But at the same time, Bai Feng (the fan holder) suddenly felt all the sweat break out on his forehead.

What is this **Child of Destiny** looking at me for? I only have a hundred some Luck Points—shouldn’t be attracting hatred yet, right?

Nope, better change course quick!

Before Bai Feng could turn to run, the Destiny Kid walked straight toward him—ow, this is bad!

“Damn, it’s over!” Bai Feng’s hand instinctively reached into his sleeve, clutching a talisman.

That was the reward system’s gift after he hit 100 Luck Points—an entry-level talisman.

He had crafted dozens of talismans, even sought advice from his family’s master talisman-maker, just for today!

‘Is one Speed Boost Talisman enough? Should I pair it with Swift Shoes? Or toss in a Ground-Dodge Talisman too?’

Just as Bai Feng was carefully forming a talisman readying to make a run, the Destiny Kid suddenly spoke softly from a meter away:

“Do you also read Chun Qiu?”

Bai Feng froze: “……”

What, I read more than that—I am Chun Qiu himself!

But since the other wasn’t coming at him aggressively, Bai Feng relaxed slightly in his heart.

He didn’t know how this guy found out about Chun Qiu’s book, but as long as he wasn’t here to cause trouble, that was fine.

“Yeah, I’m a hardcore fan of Teacher Chun Qiu. I was already a fan when his first book came out, and I’ve collected every single one.”

He nodded casually, secretly observing the guy’s expression.

The other looked quite excited, but not angry—wait, could it be that among his fans, there’s actually a Child of Destiny?

The guy’s words confirmed it:

“I’m the same! No, wait, there’s a bit of a difference. I only became a Chun Qiu fan within the last year, but I’ve bought all his books anyway!”

“……”

Bai Feng managed a forced smile, chuckling awkwardly.

But inwardly, he cursed: What’s with these Child of Destiny types? I went to draw some lewd pictures, and now they’re still chasing me?

You’re the Child of Destiny! Why are you into this trash? Focus on cultivating, for goodness’ sake!

Lin Yan, caught up in his excitement, didn’t notice Bai Feng’s strained smile. He kept talking further:

“It’s a shame I started following Teacher Chun Qiu so late. Many of his merchandise soared to sky-high prices or just vanished completely.”

Hearing this, Bai Feng finally understood why the guy was looking for him.

He glanced at his fan in his hand. If he’d known a Child of Destiny was in his fan club, he wouldn’t have brought this fan at all.

What should he do now?

Bai Feng took a deep breath, calming himself. No need to overthink—staynormal, treat them like ordinary fans. The more you care about this Child of Destiny’s identity, the easier you’ll slip up.

“Got it, I’ve run into that myself before,” he nodded, “but don’t worry. Teacher Chun Qiu also knows about this, and he’s considering reprinting some of his older merchandise.”

“Really?” Lin Yan got visibly excited, then hesitated, “Wait, how do you know all this?”

“Of course, I asked the bookstore boss,” Bai Feng bluffed randomly. “His mouth isn’t very tight—sometimes he leaks info during chats.”

“I see, thank you for the tip!” Lin Yan nodded with a fist bump.

“No problem. We’re all fans of Teacher Chun Qiu, after all.”

Bai Feng waved his hand dismissively, then spun a few more words to send Lin Yan on his way. Only then did he breathe a little easier.

But inside, he was still pondering—should I keep drawing lewd pictures?

Forget it, maybe I’ll go listen to some tunes instead.

Meanwhile, Lin Yan watched Bai Feng’s retreating figure thoughtfully. During their chat, he recognized Bai Feng’s identity—Bai Feng, the eldest son of the White Family.

Different from the rumors, he’s quite a decent fellow, and a true fan of Master Chun Qiu.

“Is this the Bai Feng who supposedly excavated his sister’s Celestial Bone?”

Dan Lao, who had also come out after their chat, asked.

“Master, what do you think of him?”

“With no other traits, he just seems like a pretty normal brat,” Dan Lao replied. “He’s dressed to impress, but I don’t think he’s really a spoiled kid. Except… back in the day, I—”

“Master, what happened back then?”

“Nothing important,” Dan Lao quickly diverted. “And he doesn’t seem like someone who’d give up on himself either—his talent is average, but his cultivation’s solid.”

Lin Yan nodded knowingly: “Master, do you think he might be planning to dig up his sister’s Celestial Bone?”

“Dunno, too short an acquaintance to tell. That thing’s too tempting. But from what I see, he’s not the type to bully the weak. His attitude toward you isn’t overly friendly just because you’re a Heavenly Sword inner disciple, nor does he look down on you because of his family.”

“Yeah, I think Bai Feng probably didn’t dig up his sister’s Celestial Bone. Maybe he even saved her, like some rumor suggests.”

Seeing Lin Yan’s confident expression, Dan Lao was curious: “Why do you say that?”

“Gut feeling,” Lin Yan said confidently.

Dan Lao rolled his eyes and decided not to argue further, retreating back into his ring.

Lin Yan chuckled softly—his gut feeling wasn’t bad after all.

He closed his smile and recalled some rumors within the Heavenly Sword Sect, deciding to tail Bai Feng secretly.

He wasn’t the only one leaving the sect today—he just arrived early in Qinghong City to buy some books, and driving closer, he figured that crowd should’ve arrived by now.

Meanwhile, Bai Feng casually glanced at Lin Yan’s position—though he couldn’t see where he was hiding, the system had marked his location clearly.

What’s this Child of Destiny following me for?

Villain Too Many Children of Destiny, I Choose to Lie Flat

Villain Too Many Children of Destiny, I Choose to Lie Flat

反派:气运之子太多,我摆烂了, 反派:氣運之子太多,我擺爛了
Score 6.6
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2024 Native Language: Chinese
Bai Feng transmigrated—and he has a younger sister born with Immortal Bones. He initially thought that as long as he clung tightly to his sister’s thigh, he could live a carefree life in this perilous world of cultivation. Until he woke up one day to discover that his mother was preparing to extract his sister’s Immortal Bones and implant them into him. Only then did he realize he was holding the villain script! Right at that moment, the System appeared. As long as he targeted any Child of Destiny and seized the Child of Destiny’s providence value, he could receive generous rewards. At the same time, however, if he plundered too much providence, it would draw the Child of Destiny’s wariness—or even outright hostility. Looking at the three Children of Destiny in this single city, Bai Feng decided—forget it! Whoever wants to be the villain can go ahead; there are already three Children of Destiny in this one city alone. He didn’t even dare imagine how many Children of Destiny might exist across the entire world. So, when the sects were recruiting disciples, he avoided that sect full of Children of Destiny. He also steered clear of those professions they frequented. Every day, he would just draw some ecchi arts, listen to music, and do whatever he felt like. Many years later, Tianji Tower had the opportunity to interview some Children of Destiny who were close to Bai Feng, asking them for their thoughts on him: Child of Destiny A: “No one understands Bai Feng better than I do. He’s nothing like the rumours that claim he coveted the Immortal Bones out of selfishness. On the contrary, he has no interest in Immortal Bones and has secretly been protecting his sister all this time.” Child of Destiny B: “Many people call me a Child of Destiny, someone fated by the heavens. But in my opinion, Brother Bai is the true favored son of heaven. He’s warmhearted and upright, walking the path of immortality with an ordinary body.” Meanwhile, Bai Feng, who was watching this interview, slowly tapped out a ‘?’ They’re slandering me! And you bunch of Children of Destiny—stay away from me!

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