I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 224

Chapter 224: This assistance is really timely, everyone is dumbfounded

Outside the mountain gate of the Immortal Lun Sect, the clouds swirled in mist, creating a magnificent scene. Gu Changge and Yaoyao had journeyed all the way and finally arrived here. Throughout their travels, Gu Changge had taken his role as a master seriously, diligently performing his duties to avoid any suspicion. Despite Yaoyao’s inability to cultivate, it didn’t deter their adventures. As her master, Gu Changge took her exploring, leaving their marks in the vast mountains, rivers, and ancient cities.

During their travels, Yaoyao learned a valuable lesson; although she couldn’t cultivate, with a master like Gu Changge by her side, no one dared to bully her. Together, they ventured into ancient forbidden areas and sacred mountains, enriching Yaoyao’s experiences. The silver-haired granny who accompanied them gained newfound enlightenment and knowledge, envying Yaoyao’s close bond with Gu Changge.

Thanks to Gu Changge’s attentive care, Yaoyao had grown extremely fond of him, considering him her closest companion. She even felt that her brother, whom she had depended on for years, couldn’t compare to the meticulous care Gu Changge provided. However, despite her growing attachment to Gu Changge, she still held her brother and granny in high regard.

Gu Changge understood Yaoyao’s feelings and didn’t rush their relationship. As he gazed at the majestic surroundings with Yaoyao by his side, he couldn’t help but feel a peculiar sensation. He noticed the Immortal Lun Sect’s luck fluctuating at an unusual pace. Previously, it seemed to be waning, but now it was recovering rapidly. This change hinted that the Immortal Lun Sect was adapting to celestial changes, aligning itself with the shifting fortunes of heaven.

“Could it be because of the reincarnation of the human ancestor that caused this change? It seems that the reincarnation of the human ancestor is not as simple as a child of luck, but he is also in the Heavenly Star,” various thoughts flashed in Gu Changge’s mind. He stood there, tall and ethereal, as if existing in another realm. Clad in a moon-white robe with billowing sleeves and tousled hair, his features appeared blurred, giving him an otherworldly aura that inspired admiration.

“Reporting… reporting to the Immortal, someone has been sent to report your arrival,” the disciples of the Immortal Lun Sect stuttered, their voices trembling as they struggled to maintain their composure. None of them had anticipated the arrival of the formidable immortal rumored to possess terrifying power.

During recent times, this immortal had visited many restricted areas and ancient sacred mountains, demanding treasures and annihilating those who refused to comply with a mere wave of his hand. Their end was marked by dominance and tyranny, leaving behind a trail of destruction that struck fear into the hearts of countless beings.

Now, with his unexpected arrival at the gates of the Immortal Lun Sect, the disciples felt a whirlwind of emotions—shock, horror, worry, fear—mingling within them. The prospect of facing this immortal directly left them feeling helpless and vulnerable, realizing their mountain gate offered little defense against his might unless their ancestors were awakened.

“What’s the matter? Are you a little worried since we arrived?” Gu Changge suddenly interjected with a smile, addressing Yaoyao beside him. Unconcerned with the disciples’ unease, he focused on Yaoyao, sensing the chill in her little hands.

Certainly, this question was well-informed. Along the way, Gu Changge intentionally engaged some disciples of the Immortal Lun Sect, inquiring about news regarding Yaoyao’s brother, Jiang Yang. Currently, Jiang Yang held a significant status within the Immortal Lun Sect, surpassing even the Holy Son and Holy Maiden. This revelation contrasted with Yaoyao’s assumptions; her brother seemed to be thriving without encountering any obstacles.

As to why Jiang Yang hadn’t chosen to return home to visit Yaoyao and their grandmother, the reasons seemed inconsequential. Perhaps he had forgotten about them or was reluctant to share his newfound prosperity. Alternatively, he might have been too occupied with his pursuits to find time for them.

During this period, Gu Changge noticed a shift in luck from the reincarnation of the human ancestor, which seemed to concentrate around Jiang Yang. This observation aligned with the prompts from the system, confirming his suspicions.

Through subtle hints, Yaoyao began to harbor a sense of disappointment toward her elder brother. Even Granny Yinhua, who had known Jiang Yang well, expressed her disappointment, noting his changed demeanor.

“Master, do you think my brother has forgotten about Yaoyao and grandma?” Yaoyao queried softly.

“How could he forget you? He’s likely engrossed in his cultivation and unable to find time to visit,” Gu Changge reassured her, gently patting her head.

“Master, please don’t try to comfort me. My brother would never have acted like this before. He’s changed…” Yaoyao’s voice carried a hint of melancholy. Her grandmother had often warned her about the unpredictability of people and the allure of the cultivation world, where temptations abounded.

During their travels, Gu Changge had exposed Yaoyao to various forms of prosperity and magnificence, sparking her desire for such experiences at a young age. She understood the allure of such bustling scenes and could comprehend why her brother might be drawn to them.

However, Yaoyao still harbored a hope to see her brother with her own eyes and receive an answer before departing with her master. Master had been accompanying her for quite some time, and she didn’t want to burden him any longer.

“It seems the memories of the reincarnation of the human ancestor have indeed awakened, or else it wouldn’t be like this,” Gu Changge mused. “I thought I needed to strategize, but it seems it’s much simpler than anticipated.”

Observing Yaoyao’s expression, Gu Changge couldn’t help but burst into laughter inwardly, though his face remained impassive.

Suddenly, a series of booming sounds reverberated through the mountains ahead as divine lights shot up into the sky. Several formidable auras began to approach, led by the current Holy Master Xian Lun, exuding a mighty and imposing presence. Behind him trailed numerous elders.

“Greetings, Mr. Immortal!” the crowd chorused as they arrived, their voices reverent and flattering. “It’s an honor for our clan to have the immortal in person! We hope you’ll forgive any negligence on our part! May we inquire as to the reason for your visit to our clan?”

Even before the arrival of the entourage, respectful, obsequious, and flattering voices could be heard from afar. The Immortal Lun Sect disciples and numerous unfamiliar cultivators gazed in shock at the unfolding scene, completely bewildered by the situation. In contrast, the silver-haired granny and Yaoyao remained unfazed, having become accustomed to such displays during their time with Gu Changge.

“Let’s go and meet your brother,” Gu Changge said, taking Yaoyao’s small hand and gracefully waving his robe as they made their way forward.

The intricate runic formations beneath Yaoyao’s feet vanished, guiding her towards the approaching entourage. Gu Changge paid no heed to the members of the Immortal Lun Sect before him. As a superior immortal, he wasn’t someone to be trifled with by just anyone.

Observing Gu Changge’s indifferent demeanor, the elders of the Immortal Lun Sect wore sarcastic expressions, but none dared to impede his progress, despite being on their own territory.

“I don’t know if the superior immortal…” began the Immortal Lun Saint Lord, a cultivator of the saint realm, after some hesitation, stepping forward to inquire.

“This lord wishes to see a person named Jiang Yang,” Gu Changge stated impassively, sweeping a glance in his direction.

Jiang Yang? How could it be Jiang Yang? What was so remarkable about him that this immortal would personally request to see him by name? The Immortal Lun Holy Land elders, including the Holy Master of the Immortal Lun Sect, were left dumbfounded by Gu Changge’s request.

“That’s the little girl we encountered in that village…” The realization dawned on the Green Ghost, recognizing Yaoyao despite her cleaner appearance. Her aura remained unchanged.

“Could it be that this superior immortal has come to the Immortal Lun Sect because of this little girl?” the Green Ghost pondered, chiding himself for not recognizing the peculiarities surrounding Yaoyao earlier.

Moreover, the disciple named Jiang Yang turned out to be Yaoyao’s brother! The Green Ghost couldn’t help but envy his luck. Not only was he esteemed by a group of revered elders, but now his sister had encountered a formidable immortal from the upper realm. With such connections, wouldn’t he be able to leverage his relationship with this immortal and ascend to greater heights?

Envy welled up within the Green Ghost as he contemplated the potential advantages of Jiang Yang’s association with Yaoyao and the immortal. Sensing the Green Ghost’s expression, the Holy Master of the Immortal Lun Sect shot him a meaningful glance.

The Green Ghost quickly informed the Immortal Lun Saint Lord about Jiang Yang’s relationship with the immortal standing before them through a voice transmission.

“Is this really the case?” The Immortal Saint Lord’s delight was evident upon learning that the little girl beside Gu Changge was Jiang Yang’s sister. This connection seemed like a blessing bestowed upon the Immortal Lun Sect.

“Jiang Yang is currently cultivating within the sect and is highly esteemed by a group of revered ancestors. His qualifications and talents are unparalleled, a rarity seen once in a hundred million years,” the Immortal Lun Saint Lord explained respectfully, allowing Gu Changge to lead the way towards the mountain gate. He felt it necessary to convey Jiang Yang’s favorable status within the Immortal Lun Sect, positioning him above many others.

Gu Changge, maintaining a calm expression, nodded in acknowledgment, his eyes growing deeper, concealing any hint of emotion. However, Yaoyao, standing beside him, sensed a subtle change in her master’s demeanor, interpreting it as a sign of his displeasure. This realization saddened her, casting a shadow over her mood.

Yaoyao couldn’t shake the feeling that her master was upset with her brother’s actions upon hearing the Immortal Lun Sect’s words. Despite Jiang Yang’s apparent disregard for her and their grandmother, Yaoyao found solace in her master’s care and protection.

“Yes, the superior immortal may not be aware, but Jiang Yang has recently invoked the shadow of our Immortal Lun Sect’s Ancestor, indicating that his talent has gained recognition,” the Immortal Lun Saint Lord continued, unaware of Gu Changge’s inner thoughts. He spoke of Jiang Yang’s improved circumstances within the Immortal Lun Sect, highlighting the resources allocated to him and his elevated status.

Unaware of Gu Changge’s true intentions for bringing Yaoyao to the Immortal Lun Sect, the Immortal Lun Saint Lord subconsciously assumed that Yaoyao was there to visit her brother.

“It seems that Jiang Yang is living a good life,” Gu Changge remarked indifferently, though inwardly amused by the situation. He almost offered a silent commendation to the Holy Master of the Immortal Lun Sect for unwittingly providing assistance. The Holy Master seemed oblivious to the repercussions of his words, but his unintentional support couldn’t have come at a better time for Gu Changge. It spared him the effort of sowing discord.

Taking care of one’s family was Gu Changge’s priority. Despite Jiang Yang’s apparent success within the Immortal Lun Sect, he had failed to fulfill his promise to visit Yaoyao and their grandmother. Instead, he seemed to have forgotten about them, causing Yaoyao considerable sadness. The Holy Master’s words only served to exacerbate her feelings, confirming her previous suspicions.

Gu Changge subtly dropped hints throughout their conversation, subtly steering the narrative to align with Yaoyao’s perceptions.

“Have you ever heard about his sister from Jiang Yang himself?” Gu Changge inquired, his tone carrying an inscrutable meaning as he looked at the Holy Master of the Immortal Lun Sect.

Caught off guard by Gu Changge’s question, the Holy Master Xian Lun froze, feeling a chill run down his spine at Gu Changge’s penetrating gaze. His confusion mounted as he struggled to understand why Gu Changge had suddenly raised such a query. He himself wasn’t entirely clear on the matter, but the words he had spoken earlier were indeed true.

But if the Holy Master failed to answer the question properly, he knew he could face dire consequences. Previously, he hadn’t even been aware of a disciple named Jiang Yang. Learning about Jiang Yang’s sister was a revelation he had only just received from the Green Ghost.

For a moment, the Immortal Lun Sect’s expression turned somewhat sarcastic, and he remained silent, fearing to utter the wrong words. This silence did not escape Yaoyao’s notice, causing her small face to pale. To her, this silence seemed like a denial from the Holy Master of the Immortal Lun Sect; her brother hadn’t mentioned her sister within the Immortal Lun Sect. The reason? Perhaps it was due to his disdain for her and their grandmother’s humble origins.

The system’s prompts sounded in Gu Changge’s ears, causing his eyes to narrow slightly. The Immortal Lun Sect’s reaction was within his expectations. The influx of Luck points and destiny value made him realize that the key lay with Yaoyao and Granny Yinhua. Both of them were Jiang Yang’s relatives and held significant importance to him. Especially Yaoyao herself, who held a supreme existence in a sense.

This mysterious phenomenon was beyond comprehension, and no one could accurately predict its nature. It was conceivable that one day, Yaoyao might awaken suddenly and attain peak power instantly. The enigma surrounding the peach tree in the Land of Immortal Abandonment further underscored its astounding cultivation potential. It was a testament to its terrifying prowess at its zenith.

Gu Changge couldn’t shake the feeling that the strength of that peach tree likely surpassed that of a true immortal. With Yaoyao’s trust in him and Gu Xian’er’s current disposition, the likelihood of harnessing the power of the peach tree seemed high.

“Considering the circumstances, Jiang Yang must harbor some unspeakable secret, or else he wouldn’t put his loved ones in danger… However, he can’t let Yaoyao know about this secret,” Gu Changge mused. “Initially, there was a misunderstanding, but resolving it only seems to complicate matters further. Yet, since it’s merely a misunderstanding, perhaps it’s best to let it persist. Yaoyao doesn’t need to be burdened with this knowledge.”

Gu Changge’s eyes grew deep in contemplation. On the other hand, the reincarnation body of the human ancestor proved to be an abundant source of luck points. In terms of luck points alone, it had already surpassed any luck-blessed individuals Gu Changge had encountered in the past.

With the acquisition of the reincarnation body, Gu Changge could now begin considering the matter of the Absolute Heavenly Extinction. Destiny points held immense power, and he could rely on them entirely to refine the Absolute Heavenly Extinction.

The Immortal Devouring Demon Technique, complemented by the Absolute Heavenly Extinction, could serve as a potent countermeasure against resistance. News of Gu Changge’s arrival at the Immortal Lun Sect quickly spread like wildfire, causing a sensation within the sect.

Upon learning that Gu Changge had summoned Jiang Yang, many elders swiftly transformed into eager lapdogs, hastening to retrieve him from his cultivation quarters. In the hierarchy of the Immortal Lun Sect, status outweighed cultivation talent, and the fact that the Supreme Immortal desired to see Jiang Yang was considered a great honor, necessitating his immediate presence.

Inside the main hall, Gu Changge sat at the head, calmly sipping tea, exuding an aura of tranquility. Beside him, Yaoyao appeared visibly uneasy and nervous. However, the tension among the disciples below the Immortal Lun Hall surpassed even Yaoyao’s apprehension, their backs damp with cold sweat.

The palpable unease pervaded the atmosphere, leaving even the Holy Master Xian Lun with a pallid expression. He couldn’t shake the feeling that Jiang Yang’s appearance might bring calamity upon them.

….

Deep within the Immortal Lun Sect, nestled in a cave, divine light flickered while aura surged like a tidal wave, and mantles of light flowed like water. In the center, a neatly groomed young man knelt serenely, his expression calm and composed as he immersed himself in cultivation.

Visions materialized and coalesced within his dantian. Green Dragons, White Tigers, Vermilion Birds, Black Tortoises, True Phoenixes—various formidable beasts floated around him like sentinels, emitting awe-inspiring roars that echoed through the cave.

With each breath, a terrifying vision materialized above his head. The stars of the heavens and the universe seemed to converge, forming a magnificent figure before him, evoking a sense of worship and reverence. The resounding echoes of an ancient and grand world filled the cave.

If anyone were present, they would be stunned by this awe-inspiring sight. However, the youth remained indifferent to the spectacle unfolding around him.

At the cave entrance, a beautiful woman dressed in palace attire gazed intently at him, her expression filled with admiration.

“As expected of a Desolate Saint Body that has overcome the curse, such visions are truly extraordinary,” the woman remarked. She was none other than Zhao Yi, the current Supreme Elder of the Immortal Lun Sect, who had attained the Sacred realm. Despite her youthful appearance, she hailed from an ancient generation.

Zhao Yi served as the protector of Jiang Yang, recognizing his natural talent that even alarmed the Ancestor’s shadow. Thus, he deserved the special attention and protection of their elder generation. The future of the Immortal Lun Sect hinged upon Jiang Yang’s potential.

Upon hearing Zhao Yi’s words, Jiang Yang remained unperturbed, maintaining his calm and composed demeanor.

On the contrary, he sighed lightly, “It took a full month to reach the divine realm in cultivation. This progress is still too slow.”

The corners of Zhao Yi’s mouth twitched slightly, sensing that his words were aimed to make an impact. Achieving several realms in a single month was unheard of except for Jiang Yang. He was a phenomenon, defying common understanding.

Jiang Yang gazed at Zhao Yi and continued, “These resources are insufficient. I aim to break through to the Conferred King realm within half a year, but we’re still far from that.”

Half a year to reach the Conferred King realm? Zhao Yi’s expression stiffened once more. Such words seemed unrealistic. Progressing from divine power to great power, then to holy lord, and finally to the Conferred King realm posed increasingly daunting challenges. Even with three more years, achieving such a feat seemed implausible. Yet, considering Jiang Yang’s terrifying talent, Zhao Yi nodded in faith.

Despite being an elder, she found herself unable to match Jiang Yang’s prowess, feeling overshadowed by his presence. Who was the junior and who was the senior in this dynamic? She couldn’t help but feel perplexed.

Zhao Yi shook her head, musing, “He truly is a mysterious individual.”

Jiang Yang paid little heed to Zhao Yi’s thoughts as he closed his eyes once more, focusing on cultivation. In his mind, he spoke indifferently, “See? This is all you can achieve after accepting me. Do you still wish to return to that dismal place and continue your arduous labor?”

Another voice, filled with resignation and stubbornness, retorted, “You are you, I am me. We are different, and I cannot accept you!”

“Young people can be incredibly stubborn. Have you forgotten who was the one on the brink, only to surrender to me in the end? If it weren’t for my intervention, you would have been consumed by that ominous aura, and you wouldn’t be standing here today.”

Jiang Yang maintained a stoic expression, seemingly unaffected by the exchange. After all, how could mere ominousness deter him after he had assumed control of his body? As the revered human ancestor worshipped by countless beings across the galaxies, his influence was vast and his believers were as plentiful as the sands of the galaxy.

He had manipulated the terrain, instigated conflicts between dragon veins, and thwarted the Immortal Lun Sect’s ascension plans. Yet, they remained oblivious to his machinations. With his unparalleled talent and strategic maneuvering, he had ascended rapidly within the sect, ensuring Jiang Yang’s survival where the original might have perished in pursuit of immortality.

Magnanimously, he refrained from erasing Jiang Yang’s true spirit entirely, allowing it to persist until now, awaiting its eventual dispersal. The residual consciousness lingered partly due to the reincarnation mark shared by all life forms.

Lost in thought, Jiang Yang was interrupted by a voice from outside the cave, causing him to furrow his brow.

“Jiang Yang! Come out at once!”

“Did you hear that?”

“Jiang Yang, the Supreme Immortal demands your presence! Hurry and come out, do not keep the Supreme Immortal waiting!”

An elder, aglow with divine light, rushed to the cave entrance, transmitting the message to Jiang Yang within.

“The Supreme Immortal?” Zhao Yi’s expression shifted as she processed the news. As the Supreme Elder, she was well aware of the significance of the Supreme Immortal’s visit, given the recent commotion in the Heavenly Domain.

Jiang Yang’s reaction, however, surprised her further. His demeanor remained placid, with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, as if he had anticipated this turn of events.

As Jiang Yang rose and made his way towards the elders, he spoke with confidence, “Inform the so-called Supreme Immortal to come here himself. I will await him. As for spectators, they are not welcome.”

The elders were dumbfounded by Jiang Yang’s audacity. Let the immortal come to him? And wait for him? Surely they misheard. Had Jiang Yang’s faculties deteriorated during his cultivation?