I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 226
Chapter 226: Learn to give in and admit cowardice, really smart but mistaken by smart
There was a profound hush in the hall. The lingering ripples felt like a colossal mountain bearing down on everyone. No one dared to utter a word, not even to draw a breath. When Gu Changge made his move, a chilling aura swept over them, reducing them to mere specks of dust in the vast expanse of the cosmos, seemingly poised for obliteration at any moment. The power emanating from this immortal was so formidable that it sent shivers down their spines.
The elders, including Holy Master Xian Lun, turned pale, beads of sweat forming on their backs as they were consumed by fear. This time, their reaction was palpable. All eyes turned to Jiang Yang, who lay sprawled on the ground, coughing up blood. His gaze burned with a mix of fury and icy resolve, as though he regarded Gu Changge as either a fool or a madman!
Only a madman would dare to utter such arrogant words in the face of such overwhelming power. If not for his relationship with Yaoyao, Jiang Yang would likely have met his end at the hands of Mr. Immortal.
The same thought echoed in everyone’s mind: “Did I truly misjudge Jiang Yang? Was everything about him before merely a facade?”
Even Zhao Yi, the Supreme Elder of the Immortal Lun Sect, who had placed high hopes in Jiang Yang, now regarded him with skepticism. Based on her observations of Jiang Yang during this time, he had exuded an air of calm assurance, seemingly in control of every situation. Though his words occasionally carried a hint of arrogance, they were always grounded in reason and logic. Yet here he was, blatantly provoking this immortal in front of everyone.
What was he thinking? What possible leverage did he possess?
“Big brother…” Yaoyao’s little face betrayed a complex expression. One might expect her to be saddened by her brother’s injury, but instead, she felt disappointment coursing through her.
Jiang Yang’s actions had thoroughly let her down. It was evident that her master had stood up for her just now, intervening to teach Jiang Yang a lesson. Yaoyao, being quite perceptive, understood that Gu Changge’s ire stemmed from Jiang Yang’s indifferent treatment toward her.
“Master, please don’t be angry. It’s all my fault. I insisted on having you accompany me here, otherwise none of this would have happened…” Yaoyao’s words carried a tone of self-blame, seeking to absolve her master of any responsibility.
Gu Changge’s indifferent countenance softened upon hearing Yaoyao’s words, returning to its former calm and gentle demeanor. “This matter has nothing to do with you. That fellow is ignorant and disrespectful. As your teacher, it’s my duty to teach him a lesson.”
He smiled reassuringly, showing no signs of taking Jiang Yang’s antics seriously. As for the system prompt that chimed in at that moment, Gu Changge paid it no mind. Jiang Yang’s public façade had crumbled, his reputation taking a significant blow in the process. Yet, Gu Changge remained indifferent to Jiang Yang’s plight.
While this humiliation might be hard for Jiang Yang to swallow given his character, Gu Changge couldn’t care less.
In Gu Changge’s eyes, Jiang Yang was nothing more than a ripe leek waiting to be harvested, or perhaps a plump and savory one at that. Gu Changge was well aware of Jiang Yang’s path and confidence. His own strategy was limited to leveraging the current terrain and relying on the guidance of illusory fortune, tapping into the luck of the Heavenly Star Realm, and other resources to compete with him.
After all, as the reincarnation of the human ancestor, Gu Changge possessed certain insights and abilities. Although he had only assimilated some memories, he was determined to employ certain tactics and methods devised by the Human Ancestor. Thus, Jiang Yang’s strength appeared to be confined to the divine power realm, seemingly feeble.
However, against a formidable opponent from the higher realm, the situation could easily shift. Especially considering Jiang Yang’s ability to summon the phantom of the patriarch of the Immortal Lun Sect—a supreme manifestation. Though Gu Changge couldn’t ascertain how much of this divine power remained, it was evident that ordinary individuals stood no chance against such might.
Gu Changge couldn’t shake off the suspicion that the patriarch of the Immortal Lun Sect might have some connection to the human ancestor. Why else would a revered figure like him venture to a remote place like the Heavenly Star Realm to establish a Taoist legacy? What could be his true intentions?
It seemed likely that he was aware of the potential birth of the human ancestor in this world, hence his preemptive actions to leave behind a Taoist legacy and perhaps provide guidance to the future ancestor. In light of these circumstances, it was audacious of Jiang Yang to address Gu Changge in such a manner.
Gu Changge had long anticipated this scenario, thus his approach to dealing with it was direct and straightforward. In the eyes of onlookers, Jiang Yang appeared to be feigning helplessness, unaware of his own strength and confidence. So, wouldn’t a swift slap to the face and a firm foot on the head suffice?
After all, manipulating elements like the overall trend of the world and luck took some time. Gu Changge’s strike was said to be lightning-fast, catching Jiang Yang off guard. It seemed to transcend space and time, instantly flooring him.
“I must admit, there’s quite a bit of luck gained from slapping the human ancestor in the face…” Gu Changge’s thoughts raced, his expression a mix of emotions difficult to decipher.
As Gu Changge halted his actions, Jiang Yang slowly rose from the ground, though he appeared worse for wear, blood staining his body, and numerous bones broken. His face, though initially flushed with anger, returned to a placid state.
To the spectators, it seemed that Gu Changge’s reprimand had tempered Jiang Yang, who appeared less arrogant than before. Yet, Gu Changge discerned the lingering coldness in Jiang Yang’s gaze, which quickly dissipated into resignation.
“I acted recklessly today, and I hope Mr. Immortal can forgive me for Yaoyao’s sake,” Jiang Yang spoke calmly, even extending a courteous salute to Gu Changge, devoid of the earlier hostility.
Observing the stunned expressions around him, he continued, “My earlier provocation stemmed from jealousy. It was unsettling to see Yaoyao so close to another man for the first time. I was unreasonably jealous…”
“Now, I see, I’ve been brought to my senses by Immortal’s palm,” Jiang Yang admitted.
“Yaoyao has a good life, and I should be grateful that she’s cared for by more than just me. She’s not solely my sister; she has a master who treats her well,” Jiang Yang’s gaze softened as he glanced at Yaoyao, wearing the familiar apologetic smile she knew so well.
“I’m sorry, Yaoyao. I was too distant earlier because I thought that once you had a master, you wouldn’t need me anymore,” Jiang Yang confessed with a deepening sense of guilt etched across his face. His words were earnest, his eyes even tinged with red, reflecting his genuine remorse.
As Jiang Yang continued to express his remorse, the sincerity of his apology stirred the emotions of many elders in the hall. Given Jiang Yang’s age, his actions were entirely understandable, his explanations rational and justified.
According to Jiang Yang’s account, his deep attachment to his sister drove his earlier behavior, fueled by an unwillingness and intense jealousy upon seeing her with such a master. Yet, now, he appeared remarkably composed.
This display of vulnerability and courage, admitting fault publicly, impressed those who had previously dismissed him as foolish or lacking in sense. Jiang Yang’s willingness to utter such humbling words in front of everyone commanded respect.
After Jiang Yang finished speaking, he remained rooted in place, his gaze fixed on Yaoyao, pleading silently for her forgiveness.
Although Gu Changge’s palm had caressed Yaoyao’s face tenderly, the injuries it inflicted upon Jiang Yang were severe. His internal organs and bones were extensively damaged. Were it not for his robust physique, the repercussions might have been even graver.
This realization dawned upon Jiang Yang, highlighting the stark contrast between Gu Changge and the cultivators he had encountered before. While Gu Changge appeared noble and righteous on the surface, his clandestine maneuvers hinted at a more duplicitous nature. It seemed he was not above saving face for Yaoyao while scheming to undermine Jiang Yang in secret.
Moreover, Gu Changge’s displayed strength had the potential to inflict serious harm upon him. The method of swiftly traversing space and descending upon him was too rapid. Just as Jiang Yang was strategizing to leverage the current situation to his advantage, he found himself swiftly suppressed. It was a development entirely beyond his expectations.
Previously, Jiang Yang had believed he could utilize the luck and dragon veins of the Immortal Lun Sect to rival Gu Changge, asserting his own prowess without fear. However, this encounter proved him wrong. Merely entertaining this notion led to a swift and humiliating slap in the face, a loss of face in front of everyone.
Yet, Jiang Yang found himself indebted to Gu Changge for triggering a cascade of realizations. Perhaps his sister’s origins were not as simple as they seemed. Gu Changge’s uncharacteristically favorable treatment of her hinted at a deeper scheme at play.
In that moment, Jiang Yang resolved to change tactics and focus on his sister. While he remained uncertain of Gu Changge’s motives, he harbored a deep-seated grudge, vowing to seek revenge when the opportunity arose.
“It appears he’s learned to be shrewd, opting for a softer approach,” Gu Changge remarked with a faint smile, observing Jiang Yang’s expression with intrigue.
“Jiang Yang…” The words elicited a sigh from the usually gentle-hearted silver-haired granny. Given her understanding of Jiang Yang’s character, his purported actions seemed out of character. Such an explanation left her disheartened.
However, the decision was not hers to make; it rested on Yaoyao’s shoulders.
“Elder brother…”
“Is this true?” Yaoyao’s voice trembled with disbelief, confusion clouding her delicate features. She hadn’t expected Jiang Yang to suddenly make such a confession. His sincerity seemed genuine, devoid of any pretense.
But could it really be true? Was Jiang Yang’s indifference merely a facade born out of fear of losing her?
Under normal circumstances, Yaoyao would have been overjoyed to hear such words. However, the timing was dubious, and Jiang Yang’s abrupt change in attitude left her feeling conflicted. She wasn’t one to be easily swayed by mere words, especially considering the rapidity of Jiang Yang’s transformation.
Yet, how else could he explain his brazen provocation of Gu Changge moments ago?
Subconsciously, Yaoyao turned her gaze towards Gu Changge, seeking her master’s guidance. Gu Changge, noticing her expression, smiled gently and spoke up.
“Since your brother has offered such a heartfelt apology, perhaps Yaoyao could consider forgiving him? We all make mistakes in our youth, and his words seem sincere. Besides, he’s your brother!”
As he uttered those words, Gu Changge cast a knowing glance at Jiang Yang, his expression tinged with intrigue. It appeared that Jiang Yang had learned to be cunning this time, attempting to win over Yaoyao’s favor while still maintaining an air of defiance.
Gu Changge was curious to see Jiang Yang’s next move. After all, the Jiang Yang of the present was no longer just Yaoyao’s older brother.
It was true that Jiang Yang was the reincarnation of the human ancestors, but thus far, few had recognized his true identity. Gu Changge pondered how best to unveil Jiang Yang’s “true colors,” hoping to prompt Yaoyao to end their relationship. Jiang Yang’s voluntary confession provided Gu Changge with more opportunities to achieve his goal. After all, the deeper the deception, the more profound the fissures and animosity when exposed—precisely what Gu Changge desired.
“Indeed, Yaoyao will heed Master’s guidance,” Gu Changge affirmed, prompting Yaoyao to remain silent.
However, the warmth once present in Yaoyao’s gaze had waned, replaced by an aloofness as if she were regarding Jiang Yang as just another ordinary individual.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yang’s expression grew somber, a wry smile lingering at the corner of his mouth—a testament to his regret over recent events. He didn’t merely seek to convince Yaoyao of his sincerity but also aimed to amend her newfound disappointment in him.
“Yaoyao, it’s not that I didn’t want to return to see you and our grandmother. Circumstances prevented me—I was trapped and couldn’t break free until now,” Jiang Yang explained, hoping to sway Yaoyao’s sentiments.
His words sparked a reaction among the assembled, notably Holy Master Xian Lun, whose complexion paled, sweat beading on his brow. He knew precisely what Jiang Yang was alluding to—a revelation he desperately wished to conceal from Gu Changge and the others. It concerned a closely guarded secret of the Immortal Lun Sect, involving their mistreatment of Jiang Yang as a slave and his subsequent abandonment on Flying Immortal Mountain.
Jiang Yang’s insinuation that Yaoyao’s ire could imperil the Immortal Lun Sect sent a chill through the room, exposing the vulnerability of their carefully upheld facade.
In the eyes of many, Yaoyao was not just Gu Changge’s disciple but akin to a little princess in their midst.
“Is there a reason?” Yaoyao’s inquiry caught her off guard, her own brother broaching the topic unprompted. It made her question whether there was truth behind his words.
What did it matter if her brother couldn’t return to see her and their grandmother? Yet, this matter had become a source of discomfort in her heart. Despite this, Yaoyao’s expression remained unchanged, though she couldn’t suppress a sigh.
“To bring it up now, whether your hardships are genuine or not, it’s of no consequence. Cleverness can sometimes be mistaken for cunning,” Yaoyao remarked, her gaze resting on the helpless Jiang Yang below.
Gu Changge, observing Jiang Yang’s predicament, anticipated his next move with a faint smile. What good would come of airing his grievances now? Yaoyao’s perception of him had been deeply entrenched. She had described Jiang Yang as simple, honest, and kind, and believed he wouldn’t defend himself if misunderstood—merely bearing it in silence.
Jiang Yang’s impulsive disclosure of his troubles only served to highlight his ulterior motive. “You needn’t trouble yourself to explain, brother. Yaoyao believes in you,” Yaoyao interjected, her small stature belying an invisible authority that silenced Jiang Yang’s attempts at explanation.
Though he wanted to speak, Jiang Yang found himself silenced by Yaoyao’s firm stance. He couldn’t help but furrow his brow. The dissonance between his original consciousness and his current existence weighed heavily on him. Why was Yaoyao refusing to hear him out? Was she disregarding his hardships entirely?
Despite his recent ordeal, Jiang Yang’s expression relaxed into one of relief, returning to his usual demeanor of calm indifference.
“Yaoyao and her grandma have traveled a long way from the Northern Mountain Village. They must be exhausted. Why don’t you two rest for a while?” he suggested warmly. “Tomorrow, I’ll take you both around the Immortal Lun Sect. It’s been more than a year since we last met, and I’ve actually missed you quite a bit.”
His words, delivered with a smile, belied the fact that he had been recently knocked to the ground by Gu Changge and had coughed up blood. It was almost as if the earlier altercation had never happened.
The sight puzzled many of the elders, making it difficult for them to determine their stance towards Jiang Yang. After all, he was the first to draw the ancestor’s attention in so long, and Gu Changge hadn’t reprimanded him. How could they then justify taking action against him?
“What is Jiang Yang up to?” Holy Master Xian Lun furrowed his brow, perplexed by Jiang Yang’s behavior.
“I hope Jiang Yang doesn’t do anything foolish again,” Elder Zhao Yi expressed her concern.
Meanwhile, Gu Changge’s interest was piqued. It seemed Jiang Yang was gearing up to minimize Yaoyao’s influence. As a reincarnation of the human ancestor, his perceptiveness was acute, recognizing Yaoyao’s unique qualities. Little did Jiang Yang know that Yaoyao’s current trust lay not with him but with her master, Gu Changge.
“This presents an opportunity for me,” Gu Changge mused, his eyes narrowing as he began to formulate a plan.
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*Yandere ALERT YANDERE ALERT* WHen she taking about killin that Human Ancestor her eyes definitely has no light