I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 166

Chapter 166: I’m afraid that Gu Changge’s sudden concern is full of malice

Gu Changge’s sudden appearance instantly seized the attention of everyone on the battlefield. Whether they were members of the Feather Clan or his followers, all eyes turned towards him simultaneously.

The cliffs were shrouded in mist, lending an ethereal quality to the scene, while the immortal sacred medicine stood tall, its blossoms exuding an aura of reverence. He resembled a youthful deity adorned in flowing robes with glossy locks framing his face.

Despite his pallid complexion and fragile appearance, his gaze held an air of indifference and profound wisdom as he surveyed the creatures below. An undercurrent of formidable power still emanated from him.

Gu Changge!

At last, he reveals himself!

Leading the Feather Clan this time was a wonderful woman. Adorned with golden wings that shimmered with sanctity, she exuded an aura of authority, accompanied by streams of light and rain. It was Yu Jing, engaged in a longstanding feud with Hei Yan Yu of the Black Heavenly Eagle Clan.

She had now arrived with an entourage of young creatures from the Feather Clan, aiming to capitalize on Gu Changge’s weakened state and eliminate him.

With her terrible power, she had ascended to the middle stage of the False God Realm, a level capable of surpassing many prodigies in the outside world, even challenging a young supreme.

Boom!

Her gaze, icy and intent on destruction, locked onto Gu Changge atop the mountain from afar. She had glimpsed his true visage, recognizing this enigmatic figure as responsible for Long Teng’s demise. Yet Gu Changge had remained veiled in secrecy during his recovery, unseen by many.

Yu Jing, however, was not as naïve as Hei Yanyu presumed. She had been vigilant, orchestrating various schemes to provoke Gu Changge and glean insight into his motives.

However, she soon discovered those creatures had mysteriously vanished from the area. Yet this only confirmed to Yu Jing that something was indeed amiss with Gu Changge.

On numerous occasions, his subordinates had resolved crises with a single pill imbued with formidable sword energy, enough to make even quasi-supreme beings hesitate to confront it directly. Such a potent concoction hinted at significant backing behind its creation.

How could ordinary individuals possess such a treasure? Yet Gu Changge freely distributed it among his followers. What did this signify? It suggested that Gu Changge had likely reached a desperate point, nearing depletion of his resources.

Otherwise, he would refrain from using such a precious resource, knowing it was a one-time secret treasure with no chance of replication. The complex refining process alone induced headaches; the pill contained a strand of sword energy from the quasi-supreme realm, its sheer power staggering. Few could withstand it without a highly sacred realm or divine artifact.

Thus, Yu Jing inferred that Gu Changge must face significant bodily issues—perhaps stemming from his intense battle against the inheritor of demonic arts. Otherwise, his circumstances wouldn’t be so dire.

This time, I’ve brought a divine weapon. While I may not wield its full might, harnessing even a fraction of its power will suffice to quell all opposition.

Gu Changge’s injuries are indeed severe. This is our chance to avenge Lord Long Teng and elevate our clan’s renown. Our victory will echo far and wide, bringing glory to the Feathered Clan.

As Yu Jing’s mind churned with these thoughts, she fixed her gaze on Gu Changge atop the distant hill, her intent to kill palpable.

Meanwhile, Gu Changge surveyed the scenes below, a peculiar gleam flickering in his eyes.

Master!

“Greetings, Master!”

At that moment, a booming voice echoed among the surrounding mountain peaks, followed by a procession of divine lights converging towards Gu Changge’s location. These were none other than his devoted followers, locked in a fierce battle with the Feathered Clan.

The clash raged on, illuminating the skies with brilliance as mountains crumbled beneath their might. Upon catching sight of Gu Changge, absent for many days, their spirits soared, and they reverently cheered in his direction. Despite his injuries, his appearance ignited a spark of inspiration within them.

In response, the atmosphere grew even more charged with murderous intent, eyes ablaze with enthusiasm as the screams of the Feathered Clan’s young echoed through the heavens.

The sword pill bestowed by our Master can cleave through all foes!

Amidst the fervent cries, a crystalline pill was offered, brimming with murderous intent. It burst into existence with a flourish, unleashing a torrent of terrifying sword energy—thick as a mountain ridge, slicing through the sky and rending the earth. In mere moments, the foremost Feathered creatures crumbled in fear and despair, their essence obliterated.

“I doubt you possess more of these sword pills,” Yu Jing remarked, her expression frozen yet unsurprised as she prepared to unleash her divine weapon.

Boom!

A scorching radiance erupted between her sleeves, a miniature golden sun blazing to life. The overwhelming power it exuded caused many to pale in shock and terror.

This aura….it’s….

“A divine weapon!” someone exclaimed, fear evident in their eyes. Only saints could withstand the might of such a weapon; for those below saintly status, resistance was futile against its crushing force.

“Desperate to confront me, they’ve resorted to wielding a divine weapon. It appears the ancient clans are truly feeling the pressure…” Gu Changge’s words held a hint of irony.

This development didn’t take him aback. In recent times, the ancient immortal tribes have suffered significant losses, causing them to abandon their usual restraint. There was always an unspoken agreement between the outside world and the Ancient Immortal Continent. Yet, the recent upheavals had strained this delicate balance.

The Ancient Immortal Continent held a special significance, having been relocated by an old Dao Heavenly Immortal Palace ancestor from a realm imbued with supreme divine power.

Consequently, many Dao lineages deferred to the Dao Heavenly Immortal Palace’s authority despite harboring desires for the continent. However, Gu Changge’s strategic machinations had exacerbated tensions, escalating conflicts between the indigenous groups and foreign cultivators.

With casualties mounting on both sides and entire Dao lineages being obliterated, the Feathered clan’s bold use of a divine weapon marked a departure from mere skirmishes to outright slaughter of outsiders.

The ancient continent’s longevity held little sway over Dao heritages from beyond; to them, it was merely a repository of secrets. By crossing this line, the ancient clans invited the wrath of the outer world, potentially prompting retaliatory actions.

Gu Changge seized this turn of events as a pretext to assert dominance and capitalize on a golden opportunity. The tacit understanding between Dao heritages had relied on a lack of momentum and justification for intervention. Now, Gu Changge had manufactured the excuse needed to shift the balance of power in his favor.

After all, to the outside world, the Ancient Immortal Continent is nothing but a ripe plum waiting to be plucked. In reality, the Dao Heavenly Immortal Palace holds only nominal control over its fate, occupying a mere gatekeeper’s position.

Gu Changge mused, his expression growing increasingly enigmatic.

The Feathered clan’s foolishness appeared to him as the perfect catalyst for his plans. Seizing the opportunity, he began to manipulate events again, confident in his ability to eliminate this group of ancient relics under his guise.

His gaze then fell upon Gu Xian’er, reluctantly drawn into the fray. Surrounded by several brilliant Feathered clan prodigies and encircled by radiant runes, she unleashed a combination of supreme magical techniques and formidable powers.

Even the starry skies seemed to lend their support, launching assaults from all angles. Though diminutive, her presence exuded invincibility, overwhelming her adversaries who recoiled, some even reduced to mere clouds of blood.

I’ve told you you’ve got the wrong person! I have no affiliation with Gu Changge whatsoever!

Gu Xian’er protested vehemently. Frustration surged within her as she clenched her jade fist, causing a chilling hum to resonate through the void.

Moments earlier, she had departed Gu Changge’s palace, but this group of Feathered creatures ambushed her without an explanation. Anger swelled within her, fueling her desire to return and confront Gu Changge directly.

His claims rang true: she would indeed aid him—albeit begrudgingly. But true assistance? That was out of the question!

No wonder Gu Changge had chuckled so irritatingly earlier. While Gu Xian’er was embroiled in combat, she saw Gu Changge leisurely observing the battle atop a distant mountain.

Seeing him fueled her anger, igniting a desire to storm over and kick the chair out from under him. That guy remained unperturbed, showing no remorse for involving her in this mess.

Damn Gu Changge, he’s nothing but trouble… I came to check on his injury out of concern, and this is how he repays me by dragging me into his mess.

Gu Xian’er ground her silver teeth, her furious gaze piercing through the void like a sharpened blade, aimed squarely at Gu Changge. Coldness emanated from her every pore.

And then, Gu Changge spoke casually, “Xian’er, you’ve come all this way just to help your brother… How commendable of you!”

His smile was mysterious, revealing a hint of amusement. He couldn’t resist teasing this poor girl, could he?

“Gu Changge, spare me your nonsense…” Gu Xian’er’s retort dripped with venom. His words only fueled her rage, her beautiful eyes glinting with icy determination as if she wished to rip his mouth apart.

Yet amidst their verbal sparring, accusations from the Feathered clan’s geniuses filled the air, branding Gu Xian’er as Gu Changge’s accomplice. They accused her of deception and murder, further stoking their fury and intensifying their attacks.

Runes flashed amidst the tumult, unleashing devastating assaults that illuminated the sky with dazzling splendor and terrifying energy.

Gu Xian’er’s glare at Gu Changge burned with righteous indignation.

And thus, she bore the weight of this accusation upon her shoulders. Unable to focus on anything else, Gu Xian’er could only engage in battle with the few enemies directly before her.

Despite a slight breakthrough in her cultivation, she remained several levels below the numerous ancient immortal creatures arrayed against her. While she could hold her own in combat, determining a clear victor proved challenging amidst the overwhelming odds.

In sheer numbers, the Feathered clan held a significant advantage.

“Gu Xian’er may be in the conferred king realm, but with her celestial lineage, she’s practically invincible within her tier. Crossing levels in battle is a breeze for her. It seems she’s not in any real danger,” Gu Changge observed, narrowing his eyes from his vantage point atop the mountain.

Then, he added, feigning concern, “Xian’er, be cautious amidst their numbers. Don’t let your guard down, and don’t sustain any injuries.”

Why the sudden concern from Gu Changge?

Gu Xian’er couldn’t help but feel suspicious. There was something off about his tone, something unsettling. Frustration boiled within her.

Damn it, do you still think this isn’t enough for me?

Gu Xian’er’s complexion darkened, her ire mounting as she discerned Gu Changge’s underlying malice. His apparent concern wasn’t for her—it was for the Feathered clan’s geniuses.

“It seems Gu Changge truly cares for that girl. Let’s take her down quickly,” Yu Jing declared, a glint of cold determination flashing in her eyes. From Gu Changge’s words, she sensed an unusual connection between him and Gu Xian’er.

With a swift command, the Feathered clan’s geniuses launched a coordinated assault from all directions, targeting Gu Xian’er.

Gu Changge!

Gu Xian’er seethed with anger, teeth clenched and chest heaving in frustration.