Ding! [Tang San's trait [Path to Death] has been refreshed. Please choose one of the following three options or keep the current one.]
[Fellow Cultivator, Wait! (Purple)]: If you say "Fellow cultivator, wait!" the target who stops will become more susceptible to your persuasion.
[Darling, Turn Around! (Purple)]: If you shout "Darling, turn around!" during an attack, there's a chance to instantly kill the target. The higher your soul power, the lower the success rate.
[You Are Destined for the West (Purple)]: Saying this line to someone increases their affinity with Buddhism tenfold. At minimum, they'll become a nominal believer.
"Seriously? These are all iconic lines from Investiture of the Gods," Lin Feng muttered to himself.
"'Fellow Cultivator, Wait!' was from Shen Gongbao. Every time he said that line, something terrible happened to the person he stopped."
"'Darling, Turn Around!'—that's insane. Even with a low probability, it's practically a one-hit kill skill. And you're telling me this is only a purple-tier trait? Are you sure it's not gold-tier? System, you're spoiling him."
"Is this because he was the so-called Fate's Chosen?"
Lin Feng's eyes were practically glowing green with envy.
Why are Tang San's purple traits so ridiculous, while mine are just average?
No—he had to get rid of that damn [Fate's Chosen] trait of Tang San's first.
A sly grin crept onto Lin Feng's face as he thought of a plan.
As for the [You Are Destined for the West] trait… well, that one seemed a bit more normal.
But converting people to Buddhism? Useless. Trash.
He'd definitely switch to that one.
"System, replace Tang San's [Path to Death] trait with [You Are Destined for the West]."
Even looking at the [Darling, Turn Around!]" trait made Lin Feng unwilling to linger—because he'd already decided:
You think being Fate's Chosen is so great? Let me deal with that next.
Ding! [Tang San's trait [Fate's Chosen] has been refreshed. Please choose one of the following three options or keep the current one.]
[Otherworld Ticket (Red)]: Grants access to another world. One-way only—no return.
[Cross-Time Portal (Red)]: Allows you to connect two different times or places by creating a portal. If the time is different, a parallel world will be generated.
[Fate's Chosen Nemesis (Red)]: You are the sworn enemy of the Fate's Chosen. By opposing and suppressing them, you can devour their destiny and fortune.
"Now that's red-tier quality. As broken as ever."
"…Wait, why am I getting excited? These are his traits, not mine."
Even Lin Feng found himself speechless at his own reflexive reactions.
That was an endgame-tier item. No use right now—he didn't even bother examining it further.
Next was the "Cross-Time Portal."
Not bad either—connecting parallel timelines could open up insane possibilities.
But if one already had the [Otherworld Ticket], it could connect two actual worlds. Even better.
Still, Lin Feng didn't hesitate.
"System, replace Tang San's [Fate's Chosen] with [Fate's Chosen Nemesis]."
He already knew how powerful that trait was—he had unlocked it himself yesterday.
So without hesitation, he selected it for Tang San.
Ding! [Replacement successful.]
"Now that's more like it."
Lin Feng nodded with satisfaction at the system prompt.
No way he'd allow two Fate's Chosen to exist on the same continent.
With this new trait, Tang San—now the Fate's Chosen Nemesis—could devour the fortune of any Child of Destiny or Fate's Chosen he opposed.
If he wanted to come after Lin Feng, he was welcome to try.
Lin Feng would love to see who ends up getting suppressed.
Heh... Tang San in this lifetime...
After the replacement was complete, Lin Feng looked at the remaining traits and decided to leave them untouched.
All of them were fine.
Twin Martial Souls? Useless in early stages since Tang San wouldn't train it anyway. Even as a future God King, that wouldn't change.
Traitor of Tang Sect? Even if the trait was deleted, Tang San's memories wouldn't be wiped. He'd still retain his knowledge and skills. At most, it would just remove his innate talent for crafting hidden weapons.
So better to keep it.
Outstanding Talent? No better alternative appeared in the refresh, so he kept that too.
Tang San's current trait panel now looked :
[Loves Beauty (White)]
[You Are Destined for the West (Purple)]
[Traitor of Tang Sect (Purple)]
[Outstanding Talent (Purple)]
[Twin Martial Souls (Gold)]
[Infant Godking (Red)]
[Fate's Chosen Nemesis (Red)]
With all changes done, Lin Feng glanced at Tang San—still grimacing as he applied ointment—and turned away, flying into the sky.
Tang San gritted his teeth as the pain surged through him.
Suddenly, for some reason, the story of the Buddha cutting off his own flesh to feed an eagle popped into his mind.
Compared to that kind of sacrifice, wasn't his own pain trivial?
Birth, aging, sickness, death. Partings, longings, loss, and obsession...
He'd experienced all eight sufferings.
What were a few lash marks compared to that?
Tang San clenched his teeth, enduring the agony.
Blood pooled around the edge of the courtyard wall.
After leaving, Lin Feng drifted freely across the continent in his soul form.
Sometimes, he checked in on his father and the Firewing Sky Dragon in Flame Valley.
Other times, he wandered the markets in Heaven Dou City.
But everywhere he went, he heard rumors.
Rumors about a fire-element Titled Douluo appearing in Heaven Dou City.
An idea suddenly struck Lin Feng.
Since this "Fire Titled Douluo" rumor is already making the rounds, why not make it official?
He'd assume the identity of a fire-element Titled Douluo in spirit form.
It might help divert attention away from his real identity—and could be quite useful.
But how to spread the story more effectively?
He immediately thought of the perfect place.
With a flash, he vanished.
In the next moment, he stood before a black fortress made entirely of massive obsidian blocks.
At its front stood a pair of towering ten-zhang-high iron gates, engraved with exquisite Spirit Mark emblems.
This was the very heart of the continent—
If he caused a bit of a magical "accident" here with some dazzling effects…
Wouldn't that be perfect?
Lin Feng stood mid-air, eyes gleaming in anticipation.
Inside the Spirit Hall Council Chamber
An elderly, burly man with gray hair pushed open the heavy doors and entered.
"Greetings, Elder Ghost, Elder Chrysanthemum."
"We've investigated the fire-element Titled Douluo you asked about, but found no solid leads. All suspected Soul Douluo-level cultivators have also been ruled out."
Archbishop Mullis of Spirit Hall gave a deep bow.
"Oh? So there's no such person?"
"Is he simply good at hiding… or is someone deliberately deceiving Spirit Hall?"
"What do you think, Mullis?"
Yue Guan asked with a smile, gently blowing on the flower petal in his hand.
The playful tone sent a chill down Mullis' spine.
He didn't know how to answer.
(TL/N - the effect of that alcohol is real😵[I just woke up]. Btw, the fandom of this book is really hillarious💀😂)