[MTL] My Father Is The Villain Who Destroys The World

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What has Qin Xun been doing these ten years?

     He even felt that the mission that the sect sent him to go down the mountain to practice was a waste of time, because he was exhausted and did not have a moment to take a breather.

     While cultivating diligently in a place rich in aura, he worked hard to cut the marrow and wash scriptures, endured the washing of the Lingquan waterfall day and night on his body, broke through the blocked meridians, felt the huge aura gathering in the dantian, and he was successfully promoted to Jindan cultivation base.

     Ordinary monks' cultivation is extremely boring, and if they relax their minds a little, there is a risk of becoming obsessed. But Qin Xun was eager for success, and he couldn't care less about improving his cultivation.

     Debts of demons, no worries about debts.

     Here, the degeneration of the cultivator immortal and demon is only in one thought.

     The old man Yupei reminded him several times, but Qin Xun didn't take it seriously.

     Qin Xun believes that the most urgent task is to improve his cultivation. They all knew very well that the Immortal Gate Dao State is peaceful and peaceful at present, but in the future there will be a protracted storm and catastrophe. Millions of demon troops will approach the city, setting off a war that will sweep the entire cultivation world.

     Immortals and Dao states are at the point of life and death. As the son of savior, he shoulders a heavy burden. How can he stop the pace of self-improvement for mere demons.

     That's right, the catastrophe is approaching, and he needs to use his own power to control the tide, help the building collapse, save the common people in the world, lead the immortal Taozhou, and fight against the catastrophe together!

     As if inspired by the Dao of Heaven, a picture appeared in front of his eyes. Among the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood, he was compassionate and rescued every monk who was struggling and surviving in pain.

     Thinking of that future, Qin Xun's heart was pounding, his eyes were excited and bloodthirsty, but also impulsive. He secretly swore in his heart that when he was in power, those who tried to suppress him and preach to him would not end well unless they died on the battlefield, or knelt in front of him and wept bitterly.

     ——I was born extraordinary, respect me as god!

     Who made him not only have a side of pity for all things and righteousness in his bones, but also a bloody side of retribution, a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye.

     Therefore, it is impossible for him to stop.

     On the other hand, for the past thirteen years, he has been busy traveling in Kyushu, looking for rare spiritual treasures in the blessed land of the cave, commonly known as picking up leaks.

     He has traveled through many secret mountains and rivers and secret caves under the sea, and his sense of chance has discovered many ancient secret places that are unguarded and forbidden to be destroyed. The caves where these ancient powers used to live in seclusion before their ascension in the daytime naturally left behind many peerless treasures that cannot be taken away when they cross the catastrophe.

     Whether it is a map of mountains and rivers, silkworm robes, ninth-level vases, high-level exercises or various formation flags, they all fall into his storage bag.

     Qin Xun put all these things in his bag, and while plucking the wild goose, he also developed a possessive desire for these mysterious places full of aura.