Villain: The cool school beauty is plotting against me

[Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully killing the son of destiny, Lin Xiao (incomplete), successfully breaking the path of the original plot, causing unpredictable and drastic changes in the future of Chen Lao Mo, and also breaking the original shackles of fate. ]

[Ding, congratulations to the host for receiving the special reward: Taixuan Devouring Dragon Sutra (Tenth Rank) Protagonist’s Fate (Incomplete)]

[Taixuan Devouring Dragon Scripture (Tenth Rank): The Holy Spirit Clan's top inherited technique, a holy Taoist scripture, contains a trace of the power of the Great Dao. This Taoist scripture contains the sub-technique "Taixuan Dragon Transformation Scripture", which can help its target transform into a dragon of luck, and then devour it, seize the foundation of its luck and cultivation, and achieve the mysterious effect of plundering all things to replenish itself.]

[The protagonist's fate (incomplete): The fate plundered from the son of luck born in the place of human origin, forcibly blessed on others, making them have terrifying luck, with strong luck of the human race, and can be protected by the luck of the human race, turn misfortune into good fortune, improve cultivation, and have deep blessings. ]

System prompt sounds continued to ring out one after another.

The generous reward after killing Lin Xiao almost dazzled Chen Beiyuan's eyes.

In an instant, an ancient scripture emitting a holy light and strange visions suddenly appeared in his mind.

At this moment, the ancient scripture showed a horrifying scene of a huge mouth of the abyss swallowing up giant dragons that had transformed into human form.

At the same time, a large amount of golden light of luck suddenly emanated from Lin Xiao's exploded head and flesh, which quickly condensed and transformed into a "protagonist's fate" in the shape of an illusory golden dragon.

Saint-level skills (level 10)

The protagonist's fate (incomplete)

Chen Beiyuan's eyes lit up with joy, and he obviously didn't expect that the system would give him such a big surprise.

His eyes were fixed on the Holy Spirit Clan's holy-level skills book in his mind.

"The [Taixuan Devouring Dragon Scripture] is a Saint-level technique. It is one level higher than the [Forbidden Abyss Scripture] that I am practicing now."

"From the introduction, this should be the inherited technique of the Holy Spirit Clan ancestor behind Lin Xiao."

"Your technique [Taixuan Hualong Jing] helps the target to successfully transform into a dragon, gather luck, and establish cultivation. Then it is directly devoured as nutrients to nourish the body. It is a very domineering and evil technique, but it does have some similarities with my [Forbidden Abyss]."

"First raise a dragon, then eat it. That's quite interesting."

Chen Beiyuan kept flipping through the Taixuan Dragon-Devouring Sutra, an ancient martial arts book of the Holy Spirit Clan from outside the domain, and the wonder in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

This holy-level technique can almost spread the sub-technique [Taixuan Hualong Jing] to the heavens and the worlds, constantly creating the sons of luck artificially, turning them into dragons, and then devouring them...

Those who call themselves "the children of destiny" in the heavens and myriad worlds accidentally obtained the god-level skills left by the ancient great powers. They thought they could rise all the way, but they didn't know that the price of their fate had already been written...

And almost every target who practices the sub-arts [Taixuan Hualong Jing] has a fatal flaw. Even if they are lucky enough to break through to the Saint level, they will find it difficult to resist the hidden hand of the person behind the scenes...

Taking all the races in the heavens as "dragon seeds", swallowing dragons and devouring dragons, using dragons as food...

Indeed, we can’t underestimate anyone!

The foundations of those powerful god-level, saint-level, and ancestral-level forces outside the domain were far more terrifying than he had imagined...

This holy-level martial arts book was far superior to all the martial arts secret books he had seen before.

Of course, except for the evolveable [Forbidden Book of the Abyss] that he majored in.

"I was worried that I couldn't find the right [Nourishment] to upgrade the [Forbidden Abyss Book] to a higher grade. Your appearance is just perfect."

A trace of ferocity and greed emerged on Chen Beiyuan's face, and his eyes were dark, like an abyss that seemed to swallow him up.

[Tai Xuan Dragon Devouring Sutra] This holy-level martial art suddenly gave me an inexplicable chill and threat. I subconsciously wanted to dodge, but I was a step too slow.

Click!

A boundless abyss suddenly appeared out of nowhere, [Taixuan Dragon Devouring Sutra] bit it forcefully, and swallowed it bit by bit...

For Chen Beiyuan, switching to practicing his own innate skills, giving up the [Forbidden Book of the Abyss] and practicing the [Taixuan Dragon-Devouring Sutra] is undoubtedly not worth the loss.

In contrast, it would be in his best interest to devour and fuse it to help [Forbidden Book of the Abyss] advance to the Saint level.

However, considering the current god-level skill level of [Forbidden Abyss Scripture], it would take some time to reversely swallow the holy-level skill [Taixuan Devouring Dragon Scripture]...

Chen Beiyuan lowered his eyes and looked at the [Protagonist's Fate (Incomplete)] that was entangled and suspended in his hand. He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if this should be a part of him...

“You took away my luck, divided my fate, and even wanted to kill me.

Holy Spirit Clan!

I, Chen Beiyuan, once again swear an oath to the Great Dao, to never step into the Great Dao for the rest of my life until the entire Holy Spirit clan is destroyed. "

Chen Beiyuan's eyes became fierce, murderous, and murderous intent emerged.

.....

Outside the territory, the Holy Spirit tribe’s territory.

A vast and terrifying saint-level being suddenly frowned, felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness, and immediately opened his eyes.

"What's going on? What could possibly have happened that could have threatened me as a Saint? Could it be that those immortals in the Ancestral Realm are going to make some move?!"

He was feeling somewhat uneasy and tried to make some calculations, but all he got was a vague chaos and darkness.

.....

Dungeon, prison cell.

Chen Beiyuan stood there, looking at the incomplete [Protagonist's Fate (Incomplete)] in his hand with a dim gaze, but he did not absorb it directly, but just stared at it, as if thinking about something...

Just then, the sound of footsteps and dragging on the ground came from behind.

"Young Master, we have arrived."

The black-faced prison boss grabbed a chain, on which Ye Han was tied like a caterpillar, and dragged him along the ground...

A bloodstain appeared on the ground. Ye Han's face was almost touching the ground. His face was broken and bloody. He howled in pain...

Chen Beiyuan turned his back and waved his hand casually, and the black-faced prison boss retreated tactfully...

"Keep your head up."

His calm voice held a hint of command.

Ye Han howled and slowly raised his bloody, disfigured, almost skinless face and looked at the tall and majestic figure in front of him...

With just one glance, Ye Han was attracted by the [Protagonist's Fate (Incomplete)] in the shape of a golden dragon of fortune in the other party's hand, and his eyes were instantly filled with obsession and greed.

An inexplicable urge urged me to step forward and grab it...

But out of fear of Chen Beiyuan, Ye Han quickly suppressed his desire and impulse...

"Want it?"

Chen Beiyuan showed a smile on his face and handed over the [Protagonist's Fate (Incomplete)] in his hand, as if he wanted to give it to him.

"Mr. Chen..."

Ye Han swallowed his saliva, his eyes almost stared straight, and he couldn't help but move, wanting to get closer...

But just when Ye Han was about to get closer, Chen Beiyuan suddenly withdrew his hand.

"Just take a look at it, you still want to take it? But it's not impossible to give it to you. How about we play a quiz with prizes?"

Chen Beiyuan looked at Ye Han with a smile and a hint of teasing in his eyes.

The next moment, a purple, wet silk thread appeared in his hand. He shook it gently, and a scent of violets instantly filled the air...

"Guess what this is. There's a prize for guessing it."