C3 This Is How Villains Are Raised

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Qiao Sheng had deliberately used a small trick to make his appearance as common as possible, the kind that couldn't be found in a crowd. However, Qiao Sheng was obviously unaware of it. Even though his appearance had become ordinary, his aloof and otherworldly temperament was like a halo that attracted the gazes of countless people.

Ye Qingming was no exception. Under Qiao Sheng's intentional nurturing, he was no longer the poor, sallow and skinny child from a few months ago. He carried a high-quality Green Cloud Sword on his back and followed behind Qiao Sheng with a serious expression, attracting the gazes of many girls who were overflowing with motherly love.

In ancient times, people called the Lantern Festival the Upper Lantern Festival, and on the Lantern Festival, the night market was filled with lanterns and people, mostly young playboys, scholars, and scholars, as well as innocent girls who dreamed of finding a good man.

Qiao Sheng did not care about these things. His gaze was only fixed on the exquisite flower lanterns. It was rare to see such a thing in the modern world. People said that the modern world was a kind of progress in human civilization. In Qiao Sheng's opinion, there was progress and there was regression. Take the flower lanterns for example. The price was the same, but the workmanship was completely different. However, what did it have to do with him?

A cry of surprise successfully attracted Qiao Sheng's attention. The stone arch bridge was filled with people, and a woman with an anxious expression was desperately shouting to the people below, Young master, come up quickly, I don't want the handkerchief anymore.

Boring. Qiao Sheng retracted his gaze, turned around and walked towards a stall that sold masks.

The masks were of various shapes and sizes. There were ferocious and ferocious faces, and there were also ridiculous clowns. He picked up the red and white faces and put them on his face. Then, he chose a pure black half mask and threw it to Ye Qingming for him to wear.

This time, the gazes that were cast on the two of them were a little strange. As the saying went, people relied on their clothes and horses relied on their saddles, especially Qiao Sheng, who felt an indescribable sense of discomfort.

Ye Qingming had always been very obedient in front of Qiao Sheng and was willing to talk more, but when there were a lot of people around, he became very quiet. Qiao Sheng thought that this child was afraid of strangers and that a child who had grown up in that kind of environment more or less had a sense of inferiority.

However, Ye Qingming's silence was only thinking about whether it was right or wrong for him to let his master out. He did not like others looking at his master at all. His master was his only master.

"Qingming, why don't we put on a flower lamp?"

Along the way, Ye Qingming did not speak much. He had clearly agreed because he saw the anticipation on the child's face. Why did the child look so weak after coming out? Qiao Sheng had lived for more than thirty years and had countless bedmates, but he would not let them have his children. Therefore, he had no children, and naturally, he had never raised any children. He did not know what Ye Qingming wanted.

"Alright." Ye Qingming smiled. So what if there were too many people? His master would only pay attention to him.

Qiao Sheng nodded and picked a lantern that looked good. Looking at the flickering candlelight in the lantern, he suddenly thought of a poem, 'The moon is at the top of the willow tree, and the sun is about to set.'

"The moon is at the top of the willow tree, and the people are at dusk... The moon... Good poem!"

So he had said it out loud. Qiao Sheng secretly told himself not to do it again, then looked at the young man opposite him.

"Pah!" Xu Feiyu closed his folding fan and walked over. He stared at Qiao Sheng, who was wearing a ghost mask, with interest, "Young master is so talented!"

It was a cultivator at the second stage of Qi Refinement. Qiao Sheng could see through the other party's cultivation with a single glance, and an idea formed in his heart. He lowered his head and looked at Ye Qingming.

Ye Qingming felt a chill down his spine and his eyes widened. He looked back at Qiao Sheng in confusion, but Qiao Sheng had already turned his head around, "I don't know how to write poetry."

"Eh..." Xu Feiyu's exaggerated smile cracked. He was indeed worthy of being the young master Xu who had been struggling in the human world for more than twenty years. Then, with a calm expression, he shamelessly asked, "May I ask..."

"Ouyang Xiu, the person who wrote the poem is called Ouyang Xiu."

... "" Xu Feiyu was completely defeated.

"You are a cultivator at the second stage of Qi Refinement, right?" Qiao Sheng asked indifferently.

Xu Feiyu was immediately on guard. He could tell that the other party's cultivation was definitely higher than the other party's, but this person with the ghost mask did not have any Spiritual Force fluctuations on his body. There were only two possibilities for this. Either his cultivation was much, much higher than his, or he had used a magic weapon that could hide his cultivation.

Qiao Sheng took both of these situations.

"If you fight with him, if you win, I'll give you a high-grade magic weapon. If you lose... You don't need to cultivate anymore." Qiao Sheng pointed at Ye Qingming and said coldly.

After saying that, Xu Feiyu and Ye Qingming were both stunned. The former thought that this person actually wanted to cripple his cultivation, while the latter thought that it was no wonder he felt a chill on his back just now...

But when he saw half of Ye Qingming's face, Xu Feiyu laughed, "You want me to compare myself to a little doll?"

"Yes."

"Don't make fun of me, you little doll..."

"He's at the second stage of Qi Cultivation."

... "" Xu Feiyu's face was filled with disbelief.

Qiao Sheng thought for a moment and added, "Ten years old."

... "" He must be hallucinating, Xu Feiyu thought.

"Don't let me down." It was unknown whether this sentence was directed at Ye Qingming or Xu Feiyu, but both of them were puzzled.

Xu Feiyu obviously did not understand Qiao Sheng. What Qiao Sheng meant when he said that he did not need to cultivate was that if Xu Feiyu lost, he would not want to live anymore.

Qiao Sheng picked up the two of them from left and right and disappeared from where he stood. When the old man selling the flower lanterns saw this scene, he was so shocked that the flower lanterns in his hands fell to the ground, and his voice was trembling.

"I'll give you guys the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. I'll be back here in the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. If the victor hasn't been decided yet, then don't follow me." Qiao Sheng's last sentence was directed at Ye Qingming.

Ye Qingming's heart turned cold. He pulled on the corner of Qiao Sheng's clothes and anxiously asked, "Master, where are you going?"

"The flower market, continue to put out the flower lanterns."

Ye Qingming:... ""

Xu Feiyu:... ""

"If you lose, I will kill you." Before he left, Qiao Sheng sent a voice transmission to Xu Feiyu. Xu Feiyu's pupils suddenly shrank, and when he thought of his cold eyes, his entire body trembled. As expected, if he did not look at the calendar when he went out, he would be in big trouble. He was just being polite, and he had gotten into big trouble!

Qiao Sheng did not say what would happen if Ye Qingming won from the beginning to the end. It was obvious that he did not want Ye Qingming to win, as could be seen from his threat to Xu Feiyu. It was definitely not normal for Ye Qingming to reach the second stage of Qi Cultivating Stage in two months. It was good for Ye Qingming to realize that true Qi Cultivating Stage strength was good. It would be convenient for him to have an excuse to make this child scram and go into closed door cultivation. He was not allowed to come out for at least eight or ten years.

To be honest, it was not fun to put on the lights alone, but Qiao Sheng was calm and composed as he stood by the sparkling lake. He put down the lights and stood with his hands behind his back, watching the lights get farther and farther away. Then, he took out the antagonist training manual that he had never read before.

Article 1 of the Cultivation Manual: As the antagonist's parent, you have to let the antagonist win at the starting line from a young age. Every day, you have to tell the antagonist that you have a grudge against the Fate Son, but it's a pity that you can't kill the Fate Son, so the historical responsibility is given to him.

... "" What the hell was this?

The second part of the training manual: Villain. It's obvious that he's an evil big boss. So, please don't let the boss grow up to be a good young man!

... "" Even Qiao Sheng, who was responsible for his facial paralysis, could not help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

Cultivation Manual Article 3: Please do not pay too much attention to the villains and ignore the Fate Son.

What did this mean? Qiao Sheng called the system.

"Ding! Mr. Qiao, it means that the Fate Son can only be killed by the antagonist. If he dies accidentally, the mission will fail."

" Oh. "Qiao Sheng was expressionless after hearing that.

The system was the legendary ancestor of facial paralysis. Seeing that Qiao Sheng had nothing else to ask, it disappeared.

Qiao Sheng put away the manual and secretly decided that he would never read the antagonist training manual again. His eyes were deep as he planned his next move in his mind.

Hsiang Lanxuan, right? It seemed like he had to get in touch with this Fate Son.

Although it was said that it took an incense stick to burn, in fact, after half an incense stick had passed, Qiao Sheng had already arrived at the outskirts of the city. The two of them were still fighting. Although they were only at the second stage of Qi Refinement, they were on the same level, so it was difficult for them to part with each other. The two of them were even in a sorry state with wounds all over their bodies.

Perhaps it was because the two of them saw Qiao Sheng's arrival, but they could not help but feel nervous. After all, Ye Qingming was still young and inexperienced. Taking advantage of Ye Qingming's distracted state, Xu Feiyu pointed his sharp sword at him.

"Clang!"

Qiao Sheng threw out a stone, and the sharp sword made a crisp sound, deviating from its original trajectory. Due to inertia, Xu Feiyu staggered a few steps forward.

"Master." Ye Qingming knelt down in front of Qiao Sheng and bit his lower lip, regretting his uselessness.

"Yes." Qiao Sheng lowered his head and looked at Ye Qingming, "So, your foundation is not stable. Go back and cultivate in seclusion."

"Yes." Ye Qingming's eyes flashed as he made up his mind to concentrate on his cultivation. One day, he would catch up to his master.

Xu Feiyu put away his sword and walked over in a sorry state. He said, "I didn't use any magic tools, talismans, or pills to fight him."

"Yes."

Xu Feiyu did not look like a novice cultivator, nor was he a shy person with little money. He must have brought a lot of life-saving items with him. It was not easy for him to fight a real battle without relying on external items.

However, Qiao Sheng said, "That's why you took so long. If it were me, I would do anything to win."

... "" Xu Feiyu was stunned. What happened to being innocent, kind, pure, and selfless? He could be considered to be a smart person. Usually, he wouldn't be serious, but... To hell with fairness. He had really broadened his horizons today.

"Qing Ming."

Ye Qingming lowered his head so that no one could see his expression. "Master."

"Let's go back." Qiao Sheng reached out his hand and held Ye Qingming's hand. Ye Qingming raised his head in surprise, but all he could see was Qiao Sheng's thin chin that was hidden under the mask.

Xu Feiyu could not take it anymore. He still remembered what this person had said before. Why did he suddenly turn hostile?!

"Hey, didn't you say that you would get a high level magic weapon if you win?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the man throw out something. He caught it and looked at it carefully. It was actually a Cosmos Sack! He had water spiritual roots, so the Cosmos Sack could attract the river water from anywhere. It was definitely a great weapon!

Xu Feiyu smiled foolishly as he touched the Qiankun bag. Coupled with his messy hair, he looked especially strange in the desolate outskirts of the city.

After returning, Qiao Sheng said, "What happened today proves that you are still very weak."

Ye Qingming stood obediently, "Master is right."

"Do you know why I took you in?"

"I don't know."

"Because I want you to kill someone, someone only you can kill."

Ye Qingming looked at Qiao Sheng in a daze, "Master..."

Qiao Sheng said, "This is the price you have to pay. I am not a good person."

"No, to me, Master is the best person!" Ye Qingming hugged Qiao Sheng, "I will do whatever Master wants me to do!"

Qiao Sheng remained cold and did not respond, "What if I tell you to die?"

Ye Qingming said firmly, "As long as Master wants me to die, I will die." If it wasn't for Qiao Sheng, he might have already died.

What Ye Qingming did not know was that it was not a misunderstanding that those youths came to look for trouble with him.