Looking at the notorious Havoc King of the Xuanhuang Realm sobbing while hugging his leg, Lin Fan knew that anyone witnessing this scene would surely be shocked beyond belief.
“Xiao Ming, don’t cry,” Lin Fan gently patted Wang Xiaoming’s head to comfort him.
“No, Uncle, don’t comfort me. Xiao Ming really wants to cry right now,” Wang Xiaoming lamented, his heart filled with bitterness from years of hardship.
“Hey, don’t cry while hugging my leg like this. You’re smearing snot all over me,” Lin Fan said, clearly disgusted.
Wang Xiaoming looked up at Lin Fan, blinking his big eyes, feeling rejected, and then sorrowfully said, “Uncle, Xiao Ming’s heart is aching.”
“What’s there to feel bitter about? Haven’t you been living quite freely over these past hundred years? You’ve bullied countless geniuses, become the notorious ‘neighbor Wang,’ seduced other people’s girlfriends, and even fathered children. Tell me, what bitterness have you endured?”
Upon hearing Wang Xiaoming’s complaints, Lin Fan felt helpless. How could someone be so shameless? He treated prodigies like monkeys, playing with them for a hundred years, tricking tens of thousands of them. The details of how he did this need not be elaborated.
Especially the female prodigies—Lin Fan firmly believed that Wang Xiaoming must have taken advantage of them.
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaoming was momentarily stunned, confused. “Uncle, what neighbor Wang? What child? You’re really misunderstanding me here.”
“I remember once someone insisted I seduced his wife. I told him I didn’t, but he wouldn’t believe me. He even attacked me, so I got angry and beat him up. Later I found out someone had impersonated me. I’ve carried this false accusation for decades, and no one would believe me.”
With tears welling up in his eyes, Wang Xiaoming said, “Uncle, Xiao Ming’s heart is filled with bitterness, and there’s no one to confide in.”
“Oh,” Lin Fan hadn’t expected that Wang Xiaoming had been wrongly accused like this, and it seemed quite mysterious.
“But how could there be so many prodigies? Surely you weren’t bullying someone every day?”
Regarding the number, Lin Fan found it hard to believe. If you bully one person a day, that’s 365 in a year, over 36,500 in a hundred years. Yet Wang Xiaoming had supposedly bullied ten thousand prodigies. That meant he was bullying nearly three people every day, an astonishing frequency.
If Lin Fan hadn’t mentioned it, Wang Xiaoming wouldn’t have cried again.
“Uncle, I’m innocent! In total, I only really bullied about six or seven thousand. The rest were just jumping on the bandwagon, rushing to eliminate me. I didn’t even provoke them. Tell me, how unlucky am I?”
Sobbing uncontrollably, Wang Xiaoming finally released all his pent-up grievances after meeting Lin Fan.
Who wronged him? Unexpectedly, he had gained three or four thousand unknown enemies out of nowhere. If one didn’t know the truth, one might think he had slaughtered their entire families.
“Ah! Indeed, you’ve had a tough time.”
After listening to Wang Xiaoming’s story, Lin Fan truly felt that Xiao Ming was a tragic figure. Such a bizarre situation had happened to him. But since things had already gone this far, there was no choice but to continue as before.
“Uncle, can we just end this? Honestly, the first few decades were quite enjoyable, but the past few decades have been unbearable.”
“I miss my parents and my family, but now I can’t even return home. Uncle, you see, as soon as I step out, within half a day, a large group will come to kill me. Tell me, can a person even have any freedom like this?”
“In this past century, I haven’t even had a wife. The Wang family lineage is at risk of dying out. Uncle, seeing how pitiful I am, please help me.”
Wang Xiaoming’s heartfelt words brought tears to his eyes, evoking sympathy and sorrow.
“Didn’t you yourself abandon a female prodigy? If you had taken both her and her treasures back then, wouldn’t that have worked?” Lin Fan felt this was still Wang Xiaoming’s own fault. He had so many good opportunities right in front of him but didn’t cherish them. Who else could he blame?
“Uncle, you’re wrong. You didn’t see that female prodigy. She was so ugly, so unremarkable, and so hideous that I only approached her because she had a treasure. Otherwise, how could I have endured looking at her face for three days and nights straight? It left a permanent psychological scar in my heart.”
Just thinking about that female prodigy made Wang Xiaoming shudder inwardly. It was a sin so unbearable that it haunted him.
He had never imagined that Xiao Ming’s life over the past century had been so colorful.
“Really want to go back? And what would you do after returning?” Lin Fan asked.
“Uncle, I really want to go back. Calculating the time, I should be able to inherit my father’s position as head of the family. After that, I can enjoy life, marry a few wives, have some kids, and be happy.”
Wang Xiaoming thought for a moment and felt that this kind of life was exactly what he needed the most.
“Don’t you want to bully people anymore?” Lin Fan asked.
Wang Xiaoming hurriedly waved his hands. “No more, no more. These past hundred years, every time I bullied someone, I felt like vomiting. After returning, I want to become a good person and often help others.”
“What the…”
Upon hearing this, Lin Fan was stunned. So bullying had caused him guilt? He wanted to reform himself?
But no, without Xiao Ming’s unique constitution, the development of those prodigies would likely slow down significantly. He had to keep doing what he was doing.
“Alright, Uncle will take you back now.”
In an instant, Lin Fan flicked his sleeve, enveloping Xiao Ming within it. Piercing through the empty space, in the blink of an eye, they arrived above the Wang family’s domain.
After a hundred years, the Wang family remained unshaken, growing ever stronger, though still operating within the same city.
Now the Wang family had reached an extremely formidable level, with numerous direct bloodlines and factions.
“Hey, Uncle, where’s my father? Who’s this guy? Why is he the head of the Wang family now?” Wang Xiaoming saw the middle-aged man below and felt puzzled.
“Xiao Ming, it’s already been a hundred years. This is the sixth generation. This is your great-great-grandson’s grandson,” Lin Fan pointed with one finger, and then a screen appeared before Xiao Ming.
“Look, your father, your brothers, your nephews, your nephews’ sons… they’re all in secluded cultivation. Tell me, if you return now, would you still compete with your descendants for the position of family head?” Lin Fan said.
“I… I…” Seeing this scene, Wang Xiaoming was nearly stunned, as if he couldn’t catch his breath, almost about to cry.
“Uncle, this is so unfair. I haven’t even experienced being the family head yet, and now there are so many descendants? It’s heartbreaking…”
The changes were just too rapid for Xiao Ming to accept.
Wasn’t it just a hundred years since he left? How could things have changed so drastically?
Lin Fan patted Xiao Ming’s shoulder and said earnestly, “Xiao Ming, listen to Uncle. Go back and continue bullying people. Uncle promises you, once the time comes, Uncle will give you a world to rule as its sovereign. How about that?”
With his ability to create worlds, Lin Fan would definitely collect more worlds in the future. Giving one to Xiao Ming wouldn’t be a problem.
“Still not satisfied, huh? Then two.”
Seeing Xiao Ming silent, Lin Fan mistakenly thought one wasn’t enough, so he added another.
Unknown to Lin Fan, upon hearing Uncle’s offer of a world to rule, Xiao Ming’s heart began to race. Just as he was about to agree, he heard Uncle offer two, which made him so excited he nearly fainted.
“Uncle, three. If you agree to give me three worlds, I’ll go back and continue bullying people,” Wang Xiaoming cunningly bargained.
“Done, no problem. Just three worlds? Uncle can definitely give them to you.” At that moment, Lin Fan smiled. What a good kid, so easy to negotiate with. Obedient, truly wonderful.
“Thank you, Uncle…” Wang Xiaoming happily smiled. The bitterness of the past century had already been cast aside. Now, all Xiao Ming could think about was becoming a world ruler.
“Alright.”
Lin Fan smiled with satisfaction, then snapped his finger. A drop of blood vibrated through empty space and seeped into Xiao Ming’s body.
All those prodigies had already had their talents enhanced by Lin Fan. If he didn’t give Xiao Ming some advantages, he might actually be killed by those prodigies.
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