Ata: "...Ugh."
So greasy, so disgusting.
Qi An looked at that handsome face with a fake smile, clenched his little fist, and punched it against the bridge of his high nose.
"Get lost, you filthy scoundrel."
Ling Haoran was punched in the nose by her, and blood immediately flowed down his nose along with stinging tears.
He covered his nose and cursed wildly in his mind.
[Damn it, this skinny little bitch is so strong, how come she dares to hit me? I'll beat her to death.]
System: [Please be mindful of your character, host. Also, your tone and actions just now did indeed resemble those of a thug.]
Ling Haoran: "..."
He struggled to suppress his anger, wiped away the blood and tears from his nose, and then put on a gentle smile as he explained to the wary little girl:
"I am not a hooligan, I am a cultivator."
"What? You're the Shy Ancestor?"
Qi An blurted out, "What would a child know about cultivating immortality?"
Ata laughed heartily: "Haha, this is as precise as an intercontinental ballistic missile in terms of self-positioning."
Ling Haoran twisted his face and spent a long time explaining to her what cultivating immortality was all about.
After a long pause, Qi An finally nodded.
Just as Ling Haoran was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard the little girl raise an eyebrow and blurt out, "I don't believe it."
Ling Haoran choked halfway through his breath, almost suffocating himself.
He almost reflexively blurted out: "Then call the police."
"Then what will it take for you to believe me?" Ling Haoran asked through gritted teeth.
Qi An thought for a moment: "You said you are a cultivator. I've heard that cultivators have a lot of treasures. How come you have nothing?"
"So that's how it is," Ling Haoran said with a smug smile. "Of course I have them, and I have a lot of them."
Qi An replied with the same words: "I don't believe it."
When questioned by the child, Ling Haoran touched the ring on his hand, and several bottles of pills appeared in his hand.
He arrogantly handed them to Qi An: "Here, these are all top-grade pills, a gift for you to meet me."
Qi An took it without hesitation, poured it all into his mouth, and chewed it like candy.
"Hey, you can't eat like that! You won't be able to withstand the effects of the drug, you'll explode and die!" Ling Haoran shouted.
Is this female lead an idiot? Why does she put everything in her mouth?
This body is currently just an ordinary child. If he eats so many pills all at once, won't he die from overeating? Otherwise, all his efforts would have been in vain.
Unexpectedly, the little girl wiped her mouth and asked him, "Is there anything else?"
"What?"
"Give me some more. It's not very useful, but it tastes alright, it's sweet."
Ling Haoran was furious.
These pills, though not top-grade, were still very precious, each worth a fortune. But in her mouth, they were "useless, but tasted alright."
The plague-ridden girl was still looking at him with disdain, her face saying: That's it? You don't have anything else, do you?
Provoked, Ling Haoran took out a dozen more small bottles, which Qi An snatched and poured into his mouth.
"Give me some more, you're so stingy."
Take it again.
"Again, more, it's not even enough to fill a tooth gap."
Take it again, pour it again.
As Ling Haoran's expression became increasingly distorted, he also became absolutely certain of one thing.
This guy is definitely the chosen one, no doubt about it. If it weren't for the protagonist's halo, what normal person would eat pills like candy?
They would have exploded and died long ago, okay?
As expected of someone with the Yin constitution, they are simply a bottomless pit.
Qi An burped after taking the pills several more times until Ling Haoran had emptied all the stored pills.
I'm full.
Ling Haoran: "..."
This is really some kind of damn elixir, not plain rice, is it?
Forget it, I don't care. This is his future furnace, and the stronger his physique, the better it will be for him. Ultimately, he will be the beneficiary.
Then I heard the girl say, "Let's eat this for now. You're too poor, I'm embarrassed to eat any more."
Ling Haoran's face turned ugly: "Thank you so much, you're so kind."
Qi An smiled shyly: "It's alright, all children are so kind."
Ling Haoran roared in his mind.
Damn it, I really want to beat this little bastard to death.
[Host, please calm down and think about your mission.]
Ling Haoran took a deep breath. [I'll endure it. After I get her back, I'll make that little bitch strip naked and kneel at my feet, and give her… hehe.]
[Host, the protagonist of this world is blessed with extraordinary luck and opportunities. Please proceed with caution.]
[Pshaw, they're just two-dimensional characters. I'll drain her luck and steal her opportunities. I'm the protagonist.]
We've been living the high life for several worlds now, and every time the protagonist has been obediently lying down and letting me have my way with them, haha, I even sold them out and they still had to count the money for me. I'm the chosen one who holds the script.
The thought of trampling the goddesses who had ascended to immortality in the cultivation world under his feet, making them his possessions, and allowing him to do as he pleased filled Ling Haoran with overwhelming excitement.
He really loves doing missions.
He was so engrossed in his fantasy that he ignored the sudden, chilling look in the little girl's eyes, as if she were staring at a dead man.
He really is an outsider!
He's also a shameless thief who specializes in stealing the protagonist's luck and opportunities!
Just wait and see how she cuts off his thieving hands one by one.
Ling Haoran spent a long time trying to get close to Qi An, giving him several treasures, which Qi An accepted without hesitation.
Ling Haoran assumed the girl had lowered her guard, so he asked the system: [What is your current level of affection?]
[Beep, the target's current affection level is 0. Please try again.]
Ling Haoran: "..." Holy crap.
He was so disgusted by the bright red duck egg on the system panel that he twitched.
Damn it, this brat took so many of his things, and he didn't even show the slightest bit of goodwill towards him.
He even suspected that if only positive numbers could appear, the number could have been negative.
Even though this body looks better than in the previous worlds, and his acting skills are better than before, how come he can't even handle a child?
Seeing that the girl was stubborn and wouldn't listen to reason, he came up with another idea.
[System, redeem a Lightning-Attracting Talisman from the shop.]
[Insufficient affinity points to redeem.]
I'll pay you back later. When have I ever failed?
The system paused for a moment, but still processed the redemption for him.
Ling Haoran pretended to be profound and did some calculations with his fingers, then said anxiously:
"Oh no! I just calculated that a natural disaster is about to strike this place, and no one in the village will survive. You must come with me immediately."
After saying that, he told the system, "Use Lightning Summoning Talisman," and then stretched out his arms, waiting for the frightened little girl to crawl into his arms.
Suddenly, large patches of dark clouds gathered on the mountaintop, and moments later, a thick bolt of lightning struck down, striking straight at the peak.
The entire village lies directly beneath that rock, and it's foreseeable that the villagers will be buried alive in an instant after the mountain collapses.
The half-eaten steamed bun in his pocket still emitted the aroma of grain, and that honest and simple smiling face flashed by.
Just as the thunder was about to roar and strike the mountain peak, Qi An twitched his fingers slightly.
The next second, the lightning changed direction and struck Ling Haoran directly on the head.
The confident, gentle, fake smile froze on her face.
Ling Haoran's body convulsed violently, his golden crown fell off, his hair became disheveled, and his handsome face turned ashen.
Once, twice, three times.
After the lightning struck, Ling Haoran was left barely clothed, spewing black smoke from his mouth, and reeking of burnt flesh; he was even more filthy than a beggar.
Qi An covered his nose, took a big step back, and said with disgust, "Ugh, so dirty."
Ata calmly counted on his fingers and said, "As Buddha said, don't show off, or you'll get struck by lightning."
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