Good news: Qin Yuan had transmigrated into a fantasy world and become the young patriarch of one of its most powerful families.
Bad news? He'd landed inside a novel—as a villain.
Worse still, this villain was a complete simp for the female lead, Su Mengyao. A strong, independent woman with a righteous heart, sure—but also someone who never once gave him her true affection.
The original Qin Yuan, despite being the proud eldest son of a top-tier clan, had debased himself at her feet. Lavishing her with treasures, doing her bidding, sacrificing everything just for a sliver of her attention.
And what did he get?
Rejection. Always rejection.
When he finally confessed, Su Mengyao had said with a straight face, "I'm not the type to be swayed by money or sweet words. What I want is real love."
Yet, not long after, she started accepting his gifts—and shared ambiguous moments with the novel's unruly male lead, Lin Yun.
Her excuse? "Taking gifts doesn't mean I agreed to anything."
Bullshit.
And according to the author's writing, Qin Yuan wasn't just a simp—he was a full-blown idiot. Despite his elite status as the heir of the Sky Holy Land and the young master of the ancient Qin Clan, surrounded by beautiful women and born with an unrivaled bloodline… he threw it all away to chase after a green tea bitch.
Naturally, that brought him into direct conflict with the protagonist of the book—Lin Yun.
With the protection of his protagonist halo, Lin Yun was practically untouchable. Every attempt the original Qin Yuan made to eliminate him backfired horribly. He sent assassins, they failed. He schemed, Lin Yun gained levels. Qin Yuan had basically become Lin Yun's stepping stone.
In the end, the Qin family was annexed by the Su family. And Qin Yuan? He was torn to pieces by Lin Yun and Su Mengyao and fed to the dogs.
"Screw this plot. What kind of brain-dead author writes this garbage?" Qin Yuan cursed, slumped in a grand chair.
He had read the novel all the way through with a grin back then. Sure, it was stupid, but stupid in a fun way—as long as you weren't the one being humiliated.
Well, now he was the one.
Qin Yuan looked at his reflection in the polished jade wall beside him.
Same name, same face, but a new soul.
Fortunately, although the original Qin Yuan was a major simp… he had serious backing.
His father, Qin Xiaotian, was the head of the ancient Qin family.
His mother, Zhou Ruoyun, was the Empress of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
His sister, Qin Xiyue, was known as the divine goddess of the Phoenix Clan.
And the biggest name of them all—his grandfather, Qin Batian. One of the most powerful Emperors in the Three Realms. A man at the very pinnacle of cultivation.
That wasn't just a cheat—it was a god-tier bloodline… his family is op as fuck.
Just as he was gathering his thoughts, a voice rang out from outside the hall—sharp, arrogant, and full of disdain.
"Qin Yuan! Get the hell out here!"
Qin Yuan's expression immediately darkened.
This was the Holy Son Hall—his residence. The status of a Holy Son was nearly on par with the peak elders of the Sky Holy Land. In fact, it was even higher than some.
No one was allowed to approach without permission. Let alone yell outside.
Anyone who broke that rule faced harsh punishment—ranging from public whipping to outright banishment. Who was bold—or stupid—enough to act this way?
He stood up and walked outside.
There, he saw a young man with his nose in the air, eyes full of contempt, practically radiating smugness.
"Su Qing?" Qin Yuan raised an eyebrow.
This arrogant fool was Su Qing—second young master of the Su family and Su Mengyao's younger brother.
And if he remembered correctly from the novel, Su Qing was trash. A spoiled beast with zero integrity.
In the original plot, Su Qing had set his sights on Qin Yuan's sister, Qin Xiyue—a peerless beauty, goddess of the Phoenix Clan. And instead of pursuing her with dignity, he resorted to threats.
He blackmailed his own sister Su Mengyao, telling her he'd badmouth Qin Yuan if she didn't convince him to hand over his sister.
The original Qin Yuan, being the absolute simp that he was, panicked. He even knocked his sister unconscious and handed her over.
If not for Qin Xiyue's lover showing up at the last second, the outcome would've been horrifying.
Qin Yuan clenched his fists just thinking about it.
As for the current timeline, he recalled this part too.
The protagonist Lin Yun needed a high-tier weapon for the upcoming sect competition in half a month. Since the Su family didn't possess anything that valuable, Su Mengyao had come running to Qin Yuan for help.
Of course, as a certified simp, the original Qin Yuan offered her a ground-grade weapon without hesitation.
But to preserve her 'innocent' image, she didn't show up in person—she sent her brother instead.
And so here stood Su Qing, arrogant as ever, because Qin Yuan hadn't given him the weapon yet.
Because this Qin Yuan wasn't about to hand it over.
"Damn it, Qin Yuan!" Su Qing yelled. "You made me wait for nothing! I swear, I'm telling my sister about this. We'll see if you're still groveling at her feet when she ignores you!"
He clenched his fists and glared like someone who'd just lost millions in a scam.
Qin Yuan didn't say a word—just looked at him with amusement.
Their shouting had drawn a crowd. Disciples and elders started to gather, whispering among themselves. Some had snacks. Some had brought women with them. It was practically a public spectacle.
"Who the hell is that guy? He's yelling outside the Holy Son Hall? Is he insane?"
A few new disciples were visibly shaken. The rules of the Sky Holy Land were strict—breaking them was no joke.
"Shh, quiet!" someone whispered. "That's Su Qing from the Su family…"
"Su family? Never heard of it. Sounds like trash."
"Well, you're not wrong," someone else chuckled. "But Su Qing's sister is Su Mengyao, and our Holy Son—Qin Yuan—is crazy about her. The way he chased her… tsk tsk…"
He shook his head.
"Even the founding father of simps would have to call Qin Yuan daddy."
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