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I Became the Ancestor of the Villain

Mo Fan was originally an online novel writer, staying up late every day to write and update his stories in order to receive rewards. One day, inexplicably, he transmigrated into the world he had created in his own novel... He had thought that he would become the protagonist, with a system and a ring protecting him, leveling up, fighting monsters, making friends with beautiful girls, and achieving great fame. But the reality was far from his expectations. He didn't become the protagonist or even the villain. And of course, he didn't become an unparalleled powerhouse. To his disbelief, he had become the ancestor of a lowly side character in his own book who only lived for less than ten chapters. He became that character's great-great-grandfather in his ring. As the creator god of the entire Everfrozen Continent, Mo Fan knew very well that it wouldn't be long before this inconspicuous early-stage minor villain would meet his end. And when that time came, Lin Yang would once again trample him underfoot, and the Mo family would become the laughingstock of Celesouth City. The Mo family would be completely wiped out! Looking at his ethereal soul, thinking about the one and only resurrection material he had set up for himself, Mo Fan couldn't help but say, "Sorry, Lin Yang, but I'm going to come back to life. Let my great-great-grandson take your destiny. As for the great-great-grandfather in the ring, you don't need to live anymore. Let me live instead!"

I Don't Know How To Write Novels · Eastern
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40 Chs

I'll Slap You Away

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

"Alright, then I'll exchange a move with you!"

No one expected Kuang Qing to agree. Using one's own weakness to attack the enemy's strength was taboo.

"You're too arrogant. You think you can do whatever you want just because you have some ability. Li Ang's attack was second to none among the younger generation in the capital. Even an opponent one or two grades higher than him wouldn't dare to take it head-on. Kuang Qing would pay the price for his arrogance!" Someone in the crowd gloated.

Some of Kuang Qing's loyal supporters were not convinced, "That might not be the case. Kuang Qing has King Nian Hua's inheritance, the Flower-Picking Treasure Mirror."

"You said it yourself, that's an Earth-Grade martial skill, but Kuang Qing has only mastered it for a few days. No matter how talented he is, he can't possibly master an Earth-Grade martial skill in three to five days, right?"

"Anyway, I think Kuang Qing will definitely suffer if he's so arrogant."

....

"Alright, I respect you for being a man," Li Ang smiled when Mo Qingkuang agreed. In his heart, he was laughing at Kuang Qing's stupidity.

"This is my family's Earth-Grade martial technique, Sword of Transcendence! I just entered the sect not long ago, please correct me, Young Master Kuang!" Li Ang shouted coldly, and his speed increased. The soft sword in his hand was wrapped by the True Qi that made the sword stand upright.

The sharpness of the sword was far from what the previous sword could compare to.

"A sword that can separate worlds! Minister Li's famous technique is a mid Earth-Grade martial technique. I heard that Minister Li had used this technique to kill a third-grade Martial King when he was only a first-grade Martial King! I didn't expect Young Master Lee to learn this move!" Someone who knew the Li family better exclaimed.

"Sword of Transcendence! This is a killing move that could allow one to challenge someone of a higher level! Kuang Qing had put himself in this situation."

"Li Ang, you dare to kill him?!" Han Yan'er's phoenix eyes were also wide open. She wanted to stop him in a hurry, but the sword was already there. She was afraid that it would be too late.

"Hmph, you forced me. I only wanted to teach you a lesson," Li Ang sneered.

Mo Qingkuang's pupils constricted when he saw the sharp sword coming at him.

'Let's see if your sword is more powerful or my Falling Flower Palm is better.'

Mo Qingkuang didn't dodge or move aside. He faced the sharp blade head-on, circulated his True Qi, and stretched out his palm.

"How foolish. To dare to receive a sword that can sever a lifetime! I don't know if I can keep your life, but your palm is definitely gone. What a pity for such a great genius," Everyone could not help but sigh.

To everyone's surprise, the surging True Qi surged out with Mo Qingkuang's palm. Li Ang felt as if his blade had hit a huge mountain. The tyrannical force squeezed over and pushed him away.

Under everyone's horrified gazes, Li Ang grunted in midair. His sword left his hand and flew out of the hall like a kite with a broken string, falling more than ten meters away.

With a loud bang, Li Ang's body was embedded in the high wall outside the courtyard, smashing a human-shaped hole that was large enough to fit him.

"This... This…" No one had expected that Kuang Qing, who seemed to have no offensive ability, would send Li Ang flying with a single palm strike after he used his family's ultimate technique, the Sword of Transcendence.

Li Ang's attendant was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses. "Y-Young Master! Young Master!" He cried and ran outside the hall to pull Li Ang down from the wall.

Li Ang was covered in dust and his hair was disheveled. He was an elegant young master who looked quite ferocious and otherworldly. But after what had happened, he looked no different than a normal boy after being beaten up.

"Young Master! Young Master, are you alright?" The followers wiped their faces and pinched their philtrum.

Li Ang woke up slowly, "I'm fine!"

The Falling Flower Palm's attack was not strong, but its knockback effect was obvious. Li Ang looked ferocious, but in fact, it was only a superficial wound.

If he hadn't hit the wall and hit the back of his head, he wouldn't have fainted. He would only have been knocked further back.

"Was that… The Falling Flower Palm?" Han Yan'er's beautiful eyes were still staring at him, and she was still in a deadlock as she tried to help him block the attack.

"Yep," Mo Qingkuang nodded, "And I'm just getting started,"

'What a monster!' This was not only Han Yan'er's thought, but also everyone's.

It had only been a few days since Kuang Qing had obtained the Flower-Picking Treasure Mirror in the Flower King Mausoleum. Excluding the journey from the South Region to the capital, he had spent no more than five days practicing.

He had reached the beginner's level and had even sent Li Ang, who had a higher cultivation level than him and was also using an Earth-Grade martial technique, flying with a single palm strike.

One must know that Han Yan'er was quite talented, and even then it took her a full month to master the Imperial Clan's Earth-Grade martial technique, Ice and Snow.

However, they did not know that Mo Qingkuang had gone through inhumane training just to master the Flower-Pinching Finger and Falling Flower Palm.

If someone were to go to the flower valley where Mo Qingkuang was practicing martial arts in the future, they would find that there were no more petals among the flowers. Other than a few remaining petals on the ground, almost all of them were imprinted on the mountain wall.

Perhaps it would be a unique scenery in the eyes of future generations.

"With this move of yours, the Li Clan will probably fight you to the death!" Han Yan'er hissed after she recovered from her shock, her eyes moved between the disheveled Li Ang and the ever-calm Mo Qingkuang.

Mo Qingkuang rolled his eyes, "Didn't this whole thing happen because of you?" 

If this girl hadn't dragged him to be her shield, he wouldn't have gotten into this mess in the first place.

Han Yan'er's face turned red again. After all, it was the truth, the cause of the matter was her.

She was embarrassed, but knew how to pester him, "Then you didn't have to beat him up so badly!"

"I held back. They're all superficial wounds. Besides, he wanted to kill me with that sword!" Mo Qingkuang shrugged.

Superficial injury? Li Ang would probably rather have his arm broken than suffer such a superficial injury.

Young Master Li had always been elegant and refined. In this battle, he had lost all his face and image.

"You win! We'll see you in the arena!"

Li Ang became angrier as he watched Mo Qingkuang and Han Yan'er talk intimately. However, he had already suffered a crushing defeat, so he could only leave with his vicious words and leave dejectedly.

Mo Qingkuang shouted, "Young Master Li, just now you said that you will cover for all the losses. I am a poor man, so I can't afford to compensate you!"

Li Ang staggered as he left in a hurry and almost fell to the ground, suffering a second injury.

"I'll cover them!" He snorted with a dark face. 

"Thank you for your generosity, Young Master Li." Mo Qingkuang cupped his hands in gratitude and sincerity.

"You're welcome…"

Just as Li Ang was about to walk out of the door and leave the government office, Mo Qingkuang suddenly shouted, "Young Master Li, please wait."

Li Ang's face darkened as he turned around. "What else do you want? I said I will compensate you!"

"No, you said that as long as I'm still standing after the spar, you'll treat me to a drink. Can you jump a few times for me?" Mo Qingkuang smiled and even jumped a few times exaggeratedly to tease him.

Everyone held back their laughter. They wanted to but did not dare to do it in the presence of the young master. That guy was too mean. He had planned to kill someone and even aimed to pierce his heart!

Han Yan'er's face darkened. Kuang Qing's mouth was completely inverse proportion to his cultivation!

If bickering had a realm, he would definitely be a Martial God!

Li Ang wished he could rush back and fight Mo Qingkuang to the death!

Panting heavily, he glared at Mo Qingkuang with bloodshot eyes for a while before saying, "As long as you're brave enough to come to my residence to drink, then I'll treat you,"