The protagonist stole my spiritual root? Hey, heroine, give birth to me!

"boom!!!!"

With a loud bang, Mu Qingfeng's small bell was instantly shattered into dust. He was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily against the wall of the training ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"How...how is this possible? You couldn't have broken my little bell!"

"Impossible? Heh! You're really naive, knowing nothing about power!" Chen Xuan mocked.

Last time, because of the trial card, his own strength was far from reaching the Xuanxian realm, so his use of power was limited.

But this time was different. He had cultivated his skills through his own hard work, and with each breakthrough of a small realm, he possessed a terrifying talent that was equivalent to several small realms of an ordinary genius. Defeating Xiao Zhong was an easy task!

(Using the trial card does not provide any bonus to this talent; it is only enhanced through personal cultivation.)

So this time, his strength, in the words of a certain author, has increased exponentially!

Mu Qingfeng struggled to get up, but found that his body was already bound by Chen Xuan's spiritual power and he could not move.

"Don't kill me, Father! You are my father, I call you Father, please don't kill me!" Mu Qingfeng began to beg for mercy frantically.

But Chen Xuan ignored him and walked towards him step by step. With each step, Mu Qingfeng's fear increased.

"What...what exactly do you want?" Mu Qingfeng asked in despair.

"I don't care what happens, but from the moment you inexplicably attacked me at the mine, you should have understood what kind of ending you might have."

"Originally, you really didn't have to do this."

After saying that, Chen Xuan condensed a ball of spiritual energy in his hand and slowly pushed it toward Mu Qingfeng.

"No! Please, spare my life! I'll do anything for you, I'll even sign a slave contract myself! Please, let me go! I really know I was wrong!"

"You don't know you're wrong, you just know you're going to die."

As Mu Qingfeng watched the approaching ball of spiritual energy, his eyes were filled with despair and fear. He wanted to shout, but found that his throat was blocked by something, and he could not make a sound.

The spiritual energy orb exploded the moment it touched Mu Qingfeng, tearing his body to shreds with its immense power, leaving only a cloud of blood mist in the air.

Chen Xuan frowned slightly as he looked at the blood mist in front of him, then raised his hand and waved it away, and the blood mist disappeared without a trace.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully killing the Chosen One, Mu Qingfeng. Rewards include 1 million Destiny Points, 1 Golden Egg, 1 Dragon Pattern Battle Suit, 10 drops of Chaos Spirit Milk, 2 Fragments of the Truck Emperor, 1 Great Dao of Painting, 3 Hourglasses of Time Reversal, 100 Primordial Wild Beast Summoning Talisman, and 1000 lottery draws!"

"Not bad, not bad. Although there aren't many items this time, they're all top-quality. But why is it that both of us get a 100 million reward, yet this guy only gets the Great Dao of Painting?"

"Ding! The Great Dao of Painting is one of the top-tier Great Daos, therefore it is awarded as a separate reward!"

"Oh? How is it top-tier? Shouldn't it be something like Ma Liang's magic paintbrush? How can it be top-tier... Wait, you mean I can draw a monkey?!"

"Ding! If the host were to draw it, it would have form but lack spirit!"

"So what do you mean by that? What makes it top-tier?"

"Ding! The ultimate advantage of the Great Dao of Painting lies in the fact that whatever Great Dao the host possesses, the power of that Great Dao can be imbued into the painting. At that time, the figures the host paints will possess the power of that Great Dao!"

"But what does this have to do with my story about Sun Wukong?"

"Ding! Once the host has mastered enough of the Great Dao, you can replicate them! However, since the host is drawing something real or something created by someone else, the personalities and memories of the spirits in the paintings will not be changed!"

(The strength of the painting spirit is related to the strength of its host!)

Chen Xuan: "..."

To be fair, it was indeed very powerful, but Chen Xuan was not happy at all at the moment because he had not fully mastered even one of the Great Daos.

"Then the Time Reversal Hourglass can reverse time, right? Why did you give me three right away?"

"Ding! This item is a consumable. It can only be used once and cannot be used again. It can only be recharged after mastering the laws of time!"

"Alright! This reward is quite generous." Chen Xuan put away the reward and then teleported back to Luo Menglan's space.

……

Time flies, and soon Chen Xuan and the others will be heading to the ancient ruins.

In the central square, Yu Guili, with a stern expression, was already waiting.

In the past, Xia Chuwei would always come to see him off whenever he went out, but this time, he did not see her, which made him very unhappy, even though he knew that Xia Chuwei was in seclusion at the moment.

"Hey, Brother Yu, you're here pretty early, even before me!" Duan Fei's voice came from not far away. At the same time, a beautiful woman was with him. This woman was Yun Ziling.

"Oh dear, it's because Brother Duan Fei recently brought the Yun family over, which caused the delay. Otherwise, Brother Duan Fei, you would definitely have arrived before me!"

"You're quite the talker, hahaha!"

"Brother Yu, Brother Duan." As they spoke, Lin Feng and Long Qingwan slowly walked towards them.

"Oh, you guys are here too. We're only missing Chen Xuan. He's such a slowpoke." Yu Guili said meaningfully.

Upon hearing Yu Guili's words, Duan Fei revealed a disdainful sneer and curled his lip, saying:

"Hmph, Chen Xuan is just a useless piece of trash who has no ability but loves to show off. With his strength, even if we get to the ruins, we might have to drag him along. We don't want him to become a burden and get us all into trouble."

As he spoke, he rolled his eyes dramatically, his face full of disgust.

Upon hearing Duan Fei's words, Long Qingwan frowned deeply, a hint of displeasure flashing in her eyes. She was about to retort when Duan Fei's even more outrageous words silenced her.

"In my opinion, he's a good-for-nothing. He only got to where he is today because of a bit of luck. But when it comes to real talent and ability, he's nowhere near as good as any of us here. He just has to act special and make everyone wait for a good-for-nothing like him. He really thinks he's something special."

Long Qingwan's brows furrowed even deeper. Just as she was about to speak again, a sharp "slap" rang out, and a crisp slap landed directly on Duan Fei's face.

The slap was so powerful that Duan Fei's face instantly swelled up and turned red. He was knocked to the side, completely stunned.

"Ziling, what's wrong?!" Duan Fei covered his face and looked at Yun Ziling with a surprised expression.

But Yun Ziling didn't speak; instead, she responded with a series of "slaps!"

"Slap! Slap! Slap!" Yun Ziling slapped her again and again.