My Younger Brother Is The Chosen One
Ch. 140 - Success or failure lies in the details.

"This..."

Qian Jun and Wan Ma exchanged shocked glances, seriously doubting if they were using the right approach.

Just a few days ago, these female ghosts were grinding their teeth at Qin Feng, and both of them could feel the resentment emanating from them even from a distance. How did they become so obedient to Qin Feng in such a short time?

Even tens of thousands of zombies had submitted to Qin Feng.

"They all submit, so..."

Qian Jun and Wan Ma looked towards a nearby spiritual peak where a crystal coffin was placed. It was surrounded by many mysterious runes, and inside lay Miss Xin Yan, dressed in a red wedding gown.

From the soul power emitted by Miss Xin Yan, it was evident that she had definitely reached the pinnacle of her power.

If Qin Feng could also subdue her, they could at least skip struggling for over a thousand years. Once they left, they could contact the Moon Goddess Palace and the Blue Demon Palace to discuss rebellion, forcing the abdication of the Six Dao Emperors.

At this moment—

Miss Xin Yan, who had been in seclusion, floated out of the crystal coffin. She extended her delicate jade hand and gently blew a breath toward it.

A string of starlight scattered from her fingertips, drifting with the wind, passing through mountains and rivers towards the gate of the Map of Mountains and Rivers.

"Hmm!?"

Qin Feng immediately furrowed his brows upon seeing Miss Xin Yan's subtle action. Even though he possessed an unyielding will that ignored soul attacks and had a soul far beyond the level of the fifth realm of Dao, compared to a ghost cultivator like Miss Xin Yan, who had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, it was like an elementary school student trying to understand a college student's textbook—he couldn't comprehend what she was doing.

"Could it be a message to Long Ao Tian!?"

With a single thought, Qin Feng closed the gate. The scattered starlight was immediately blocked, and a cluster of Nanmingli Fire ignited out of nowhere, dissolving directly into the air.

"Ding dong! Congratulations to the host for hiding the fact from the Chosen One, taking care of their loved ones, and gaining 100,000 villain points!"

"Indeed, she was leaving a message for Long Aotian!"

Qin Feng found another way to prosper and decided to build a Copper Sparrow Tower for Miss Xin Yan.

"You..."

Miss Xin Yan looked at Qin Feng with gritted teeth. She didn't expect him to intercept the message. But realising she had no way to deal with him and that the zombies and female ghosts from the Blood-Red Sea were all bought by him, she could only retreat into the crystal coffin and stay silent again.

At this moment—

The outside gradually quieted down, and a tense atmosphere filled the air. Major forces like the Blue Demon Palace were searching for their targets, wanting to seize divine crystals to strengthen themselves. Meanwhile, smaller factions sought to protect themselves and leave this troubled place as soon as possible.

However, everyone hesitated to make the first move, intensifying the tension.

Unnoticed by the others, Qin Feng was squatting in a nearby thicket with Qian Jun and Wan Ma. Over a thousand female ghosts silently surrounded the Blood-Red Sea, ready to release the [Shouting is Useless] upon Qin Feng's command.

Qian Jun, excited, whispered, "Boss, what are you waiting for? We can act now!"

"Yeah!"

Wan Ma nodded eagerly, agreeing with Qian Jun.

"Details, details determine success or failure. Understand or not!"

Qin Feng sternly educated them, "Now is the most alert time for them. The number has reached over a dozen thousand, and they are all outstanding talents selected by major forces, having survived the brutal and bloody trials of the Kunlun Hidden Realm. Any slightest movement won't escape so many pairs of eyes. Do you think the coverage range of the [Shouting is Useless] is faster, or can they run faster?"

"Oh, this!"

Qian Jun and Wan Ma were instantly stunned, not expecting Qin Feng to be so meticulous.

"What should we do then?" Whitey took out a small notebook, humbly seeking advice.

Qin Feng explained professionally, "We need to wait until they start fighting before we take action. Imagine, their attention will be drawn to the enemies around them, leaving them no time to consider further distances. Also, the deafening sounds of battle will conveniently mask other noises. By the time they hear someone shouting about poison, it will be too late to escape. Remember, even if the success rate reaches 99.99%, we can't act recklessly. We need to consider every detail, achieving 100% before making a move."

See!

That's what professionalism looks like!

Qian Jun and Wan Ma were immediately impressed, acknowledging Qin Feng as the real expert among them.

"The atmosphere is ready, let's start!"

Qin Feng casually picked up a stone from the ground and threw it towards Tian-Tian from the Yan Yun Tribe

Bang!

Mo Dao swung his broad-bladed knife, shattering the stone into powder instantly.

As a devoted brother to his little sister, witnessing someone daring to ambush her, he roared angrily, "Who the hell dared to attack my sister? I'll find you and tear you into pieces!"

Rumbling!

The furious roar echoed throughout the area, igniting the atmosphere like dropping a droplet into a boiling pot of oil. The tense ambiance was instantly inflamed.

"Attack!"

Cold air surrounded Yu Lan as she swiftly charged towards the targeted prey.

Other major forces also joined the melee, creating chaos. The deafening battle cries and the continuous release of terrifying energy fluctuations relentlessly attacked the smaller factions.

"Damn!"

The smaller factions cursed as they were caught in the crossfire.

These major forces seem to have an unspoken agreement – they never fight each other and only bully these smaller factions, almost like a group of thugs shouting slogans about world peace.

Amidst the frenzy of attacks from other major forces, Princess Nanfeng led her disciples to escape immediately. If it weren't for Qin Feng's monstrous act of wiping out her group, she would have confidently joined the group battle. Now, with only a few dozen disciples remaining by her side, she hoped for no achievements, just avoiding any mishaps.

"All this misery is caused by Qin Feng!"

Princess Nanfeng felt an inexplicable fear when thinking about Qin Feng. Luckily, they were about to leave the Kunlun Hidden Realm soon and wouldn't encounter that demon again.

At this moment—

Qin Feng changed into a set of night clothes, covering his face with a black cloth. He picked up some broken weapons from the ground, remelted them with the Nanmingli Fire, and meticulously replicated Lin San's sword based on the one carried by Lin San.

"This sword..."

Qian Jun and Wan Ma looked puzzled, feeling like they had seen it somewhere before.

"This is Lin San's sword!"

Qin Feng examined the replica in his hand, with details that deserved a full score.

"Lin San!?"

Qian Jun and Wan Ma were extremely puzzled, not understanding why Qin Feng would frame Lin San. If framing Lin San could bring benefits, they could understand.

However, now that Lin San had been expelled from the Heaven Heart City and had nothing valuable on him, framing him seemed pointless.

Furthermore, the tens of thousands people in the Blood-Red Sea represented the major forces of the Huang Gu. Blaming Lin San would mean he would be hunted by the entire Huang Gu – nowhere to hide in this vast world.

With their intelligence, they couldn't fathom why Qin Feng would do this. Surely, it couldn't be just to make Lin San nowhere to go, giving Qin Feng an opportunity to monopolize Lin San's treasures…