Who Is the Chosen One

"Damn it!"

Pockmark Wang covered his head, enduring Ye Tian's punches and kicks.

Waiting for the agonizing pain in his balls to subside slightly, he let out a sudden roar and leaped up with a kip-up.

"Motherfucker! Playing dirty with a nut kick!"

Thump!

Pockmark Wang threw a sharp punch, hitting Ye Tian squarely in the eye socket and forcing him back two steps.

Seizing the opportunity, Pockmark Wang pressed his advantage and lunged forward.

His massive fists rained down on Ye Tian's face with a series of heavy thuds.

"Oh ho, not bad."

An Yi caught a glimpse of this scene and praised slightly.

These fighting skills were definitely top-notch among ordinary thugs!

"What are you doing? Stop fighting!"

Ah Lai roared upon seeing them.

The servants who were watching the commotion instantly behaved themselves when they saw Ah Lai, standing up properly one by one.

Pockmark Wang didn't dare to continue either. He quickly pulled back his fists, his face turning ashen with fright as he stood up straight, trembling.

Ye Tian touched the bruises on his face, bearing his teeth in pain, his lungs practically exploding with anger.

He, Ye Nantian, the dignified Demigod Ye, was actually beaten up by a lowly Pockmark Wang!

Unforgivable!

Ye Tian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, staring at Pockmark Wang with cold, sharp eyes.

Sharp, cold, and filled with killing intent!

"Pockmark Wang, remember this well. Sooner or later, I will make you pay back double!"

"Pay back what! You still want to fight??"

Hearing this, Ah Lai reprimanded Ye Tian with an angry face, his eyebrows raised.

Although he was just a guard, his rank was much higher than these servants. In the Luo family, he threw his weight around.

Ye Tian's eyes remained indifferent, his expression showing a hint of disdain.

We're both dogs here, what the hell are you being so arrogant for!

Ah Lai was furious; this kid actually dared to disrespect him.

"Looks like you're asking for a beating!"

Ah Lai swung a slap at him.

Ye Tian's pupils shrank, feeling a burst of trepidation.

This guard seemed to be at the Body Forging realm; one slap would likely knock all his teeth out.

At that moment, Ah Lai's hand was intercepted by An Yi.

"Don't stop me!"

Ah Lai was fuming.

He tried to break free from An Yi's grip, but even though his face turned completely red, he couldn't shake him off.

"His face is already beaten into a pig's head. If you hit him again, he won't even look human," An Yi said with a light chuckle.

"Fine! I'll let you off the hook on An Yi's account!"

After struggling for a long time without breaking free from An Yi's grasp, Ah Lai used this as an excuse to back down.

He was at the mid-stage of the Body Forging realm, yet he couldn't break free at all. Just what level of strength did this kid have?!

"This is the new Guard An! He was also personally appointed by the Young Miss!"

Ah Lai coughed and introduced him.

"Guard An!"

The group of servants called out respectfully.

An Yi nodded slightly.

He looked around at everyone, examining the Destiny Values hovering above their heads.

The Destiny Value of a Child of Destiny was always far higher than that of ordinary people.

For example, Lin Chen, Long Aoyun, and Xiao Ye.

Right from the start, they had a crimson full value of 100, clearly displaying their identities as Children of Destiny.

Of course, there were also those like Bai Xiu and Fang Jueming, who didn't stand out at first but slowly increased their Destiny Values through lucky encounters.

However, they all shared one characteristic: their base Destiny Values were exceptionally high!

An Yi swept his gaze over these servants.

Hmm, not a single one was over seventy.

The highest was Pockmark Wang from just now, at 67!

Then came that teenager whose face was swollen like a pig's head from the beating, at 65.

Not even as high as Pockmark Wang.

An Yi frowned slightly; there were no matches here either. This was getting interesting.

This Child of Destiny was hiding quite deeply.

"Let's go, Ah Lai!"

An Yi said leisurely, his hands clasped behind his back.

"Alright, after you!"

Ah Lai said with a chuckle, but after he reacted, he couldn't help but feel dazed.

Wait a minute, they were both guards, why was he acting so submissive!

After An Yi left.

The group of servants started discussing again.

"So this is that pretty boy guard! He is so damn handsome!"

"Screw you, is that the point? This guy stole our spot to become a guard!"

"Let's find a chance to set him up!"

"..."

Ye Tian, sporting purple and blue panda eyes from the beating, watched An Yi's back in deep thought.

Others might not be able to see An Yi's strength, but Ye Tian could get a rough idea.

Visually, he had the strength of the Heavenly Dipper Realm!

Why would someone with such strength appear here?

Instantly, Ye Tian revealed a hint of vigilance.

It was best to minimize contact with such a dangerous guy of unknown origins.

Pockmark Wang showed a look of disdain. "Damn it, he's just a bit better looking! I, Pockmark Wang, could break his nose with one punch!"

"Tch, you? Did you see how that kid stopped Ah Lai just now? Ah Lai's face turned blue, and he still couldn't pull his hand out!"

...

After searching around.

An Yi gave up.

He had searched through everyone in the Luo family, yet he couldn't find out who the Child of Destiny was!

The one with the highest Destiny Value was that Pockmark Wang!

However, it was obvious that he wasn't any Child of Destiny.

You could tell just by looking at his face.

"I'll have to stay a few more days!"

An Yi thought helplessly.

He originally planned to freeload off the Luo family for a few days and leave, but now that he had tracked down the last Child of Destiny, how could he leave so easily.

He had to personally root him out and reform him with the love and warmth of a Boss!

Make him submit!

"An Yi, are you busy?"

A light and melodious voice sounded.

Just as An Yi was trying to think of another way to search for the Child of Destiny, Luo Zhihan knocked gently on his door.

Hearing the voice, An Yi hurriedly threw the H-manga in his hand into his storage space, got up, and opened the door.

"Young Miss, is there something you need?"

An Yi asked, showing a gentle and sunny smile.

Luo Zhihan lowered her head shyly and said softly, "Um, you, you are a guard now. You can't, can't always lie in bed. People will, will gossip."

For two whole days, besides eating, sleeping, and aimlessly wandering outside, this guy had just been chatting and laughing with the young female workers in the backyard.

In this Luo family, not even the head of the Luo family was as carefree as him.

Now, rumors were flying all over the Luo family, saying that the family head was sick, there was no one in charge, and she, the Young Miss, had started acting recklessly and secretly keeping a kept man...

An Yi pondered slightly.

Oh, I still have to work!

Working a regular job is impossible.

Just as An Yi was about to say something, he suddenly noticed.

Luo Zhihan's Destiny Value had unexpectedly risen to 75 overnight!

An Yi pondered slightly.

The people around a Child of Destiny also possessed higher Destiny Values.

For instance, Qin Yao.

As Lin Chen's sister, she had a Destiny Value of 96.

Tang Xiaoya was Chen Bing's girlfriend, and her Destiny Value was also frighteningly high.

Therefore, An Yi concluded that the more connected someone was to a Child of Destiny, the higher their Destiny Value!

Didn't this mean that Luo Zhihan was very likely related to the Child of Destiny?!

Why was he still blindly searching? If he just followed Luo Zhihan, wouldn't the problem solve itself!

"Um, I, I want to go to the auction. Could you accompany me?"

Luo Zhihan blushed, asking carefully.

"It is my honor!" An Yi said with a smile.

Luo Zhihan's eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. "Then it's a deal."

Facts proved that this Luo family's Young Miss was a 24-karat pure face-con who only cared about looks.

On the other side.

Ye Tian, whose injuries had almost healed, was now black and blue all over his face.

He was beaten by Pockmark Wang again!

Thump!

Ye Tian punched the wall, his bruised panda eyes revealing a hint of murderous intent!

Damn it!

He was a dignified top-tier Spiritual Cultivator of the human race at the half-step Avatar stage!

Yet he had been completely thrashed by Pockmark Wang time and time again!

What was the point of his soul transmigrating here!

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, do not bully the young and poor! Pockmark Wang, just you wait!"

Ye Tian swore to himself.

After calming down, Ye Tian could not help but fall into deep thought.

He could not just sit around and wait for his doom, or else he would likely be beaten up by Pockmark Wang again.

He had to find a way to fix this body of his.

Ye Tian pondered.

It was not that this body lacked Spirit Veins; rather, it seemed like they were hidden!

"Perhaps, I can use medicinal herbs to stimulate them."

Ye Tian mused, muttering to himself.

Next, he could head over to the auction house to try his luck.