I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 227
Chapter 227: The word “taking over someone’s body” is not unfamiliar, this master is not very sure.
“You’re despicable and shameless! As a grown man, you deceived Yaoyao. You’re not worthy of being her brother!” Jiang Yang’s demeanor shifted upon returning to the cave, his usual calm and indifference replaced by furrowed brows and a simmering anger.
“Damn you! Give me back my body!” he erupted, his voice echoing in the confines of his mind.
“Shut up! Who do you think you are to lecture me?” Jiang Yang retorted sharply, his frustration palpable.
Feeling the situation slip out of his control, Jiang Yang grappled with the sudden appearance of Gu Changge from the upper realm and the looming threat of the Human Ancestor Hall’s cultivators. It seemed like a stroke of coincidence, yet Jiang Yang couldn’t shake the feeling of malice emanating from Gu Changge.
Was it just his imagination, or did Gu Changge truly harbor ill intentions towards him? Jiang Yang couldn’t say for certain, but he sensed an underlying unease beneath Gu Changge’s seemingly benevolent facade.
“In any case, Yaoyao mustn’t fall into that Immortal’s hands… I need her trust,” Jiang Yang muttered, determination flickering in his eyes. Initially hesitant to fully integrate with the consciousness within him, Jiang Yang now realized the necessity of doing so. Without complete integration, his actions, words, and deeds would remain flawed in Yaoyao’s eyes—much like his futile attempt to explain himself in the main hall earlier that day.
He had been too hasty, too eager to set things right. Now, he understood the gravity of the situation and the importance of earning Yaoyao’s trust.
Moreover, the unexpected appearance of an enigmatic figure like Gu Changge compelled Jiang Yang to remain vigilant.
“Never have I found myself in such a predicament over trivial matters,” Jiang Yang mused, shaking his head with a wry smile. “But when all worlds converge into one, even minor issues become significant.”
Quickly regaining his composure, Jiang Yang’s expression returned to its usual calm demeanor.
“What are you doing? You promised not to interfere with me! I cannot perish; I must protect Yaoyao…” an unwilling and enraged voice protested within Jiang Yang’s consciousness before gradually fading into silence.
“From this day forth, you are me and I am you. Embracing you is also an opportunity for me,” Jiang Yang reassured softly. “Rest assured, I’ll take care of my sister and grandmother. Furthermore, I am still Jiang Yang.”
As he spoke, a faint glow emanated from between his eyebrows. Within the depths of darkness, tendrils of golden light emerged, casting intricate and profound reincarnation marks onto his soul.
Buzz!
With a resounding buzz, these marks etched themselves firmly into his being, as if proclaiming his identity to the heavens and the world.
Click!
A cracking sound reverberated in the air, signaling the rupture of one of the reincarnation marks. Multicolored rays of light burst forth, showering the surroundings in a spectacular display akin to immortal rain.
“Borrowing 1% of the World’s First Dao Fruit shouldn’t have too great an impact on me,” Jiang Yang murmured, his expression remarkably composed.
Despite the gravity of the situation, Jiang Yang had initially hesitated to resort to his last resort—the method of reincarnation. However, facing off against Gu Changge left him little choice. Conventional cultivation techniques were ineffective, leaving him with no option but to employ the method favored by the Human Ancestor Hall: borrowing Dao fruit. Yet, he knew that his current vessel couldn’t endure much.
As Jiang Yang’s aura subtly shifted, transitioning from the supernatural power realm to the power realm and then to the holy lord realm, his strength surged at an alarming rate.
With closed eyes, he focused on employing a secret technique to manipulate the trajectory of the Immortal Lun Sect’s fate. He was determined to avoid a repeat of the day’s humiliation, where he had been effortlessly subdued and rendered powerless.
In this critical moment, Jiang Yang steeled himself, ready to confront Gu Changge with newfound resolve and strength.
….
“It appears tonight won’t be a peaceful one. The fate of the entire Immortal Lun Sect is shifting rapidly,” Gu Changge observed, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.
Standing atop a palace within the Immortal Lun Sect, he surveyed the scene below, his eyes flickering with black and white light. The intricate interplay of heavenly rules and runic flow unfolded before him, revealing the sect’s current landscape. Streams of energy converged from all directions, resembling the convergence of rivers into the sea, all culminating at a specific location—the spot where Jiang Yang usually cultivated.
Gu Changge discerned the tactical maneuver at play—a ploy intended to strike at him during a critical moment. However, he had anticipated this move and was prepared to turn it to his advantage.
“Is that all Jiang Yang has to offer?” Gu Changge mused, withdrawing his gaze as he cast a dismissive glance at the green-faced creature with fangs kneeling below.
“Reporting to the higher immortal, I have disclosed everything I know,” the creature, none other than the Green Ghost, confessed anxiously.
Having extracted information from Yaoyao about Jiang Yang, Gu Changge had sought out the Green Ghost, who, fearing retribution, divulged everything he knew—including the Immortal Lun Sect’s clandestine endeavors in forging the path to immortality.
Satisfied with the revelation, Gu Changge waved his hand, dismissing the Green Ghost from his presence.
Gu Changge’s expression turned somewhat perplexed as he delved into deep contemplation.
Previously, he had assumed that the reincarnation of the human ancestor, despite its penchant for pretense, would at least embody a heroic figure. However, recent events suggested otherwise.
This form of reincarnation resembled more a turtledove forcibly housing other souls within its physical vessel. It appeared that once the dormant divine soul awakened, it would seize control of the body.
“It seems there’s purpose behind this reincarnation, with everything that follows meticulously orchestrated,” Gu Changge reflected aloud. “From forging the path to immortality to ascending to the heavens, from the desolate holy body to the inability to cultivate… It appears that, much like myself and the Heavenly Star Realm, even the human ancestor’s reincarnation body may be an anomaly. His method of reincarnation doesn’t seem forthright.”
A wry laugh escaped Gu Changge’s lips. In a typical scenario, Jiang Yang would have perished from exhaustion while constructing the immortal road, paving the way for Yaoyao’s meteoric rise to prominence. Although unable to cultivate, as the dao fruit of a supreme being, she could wield enough power to avenge her brother. With a single palm, she would overthrow the Immortal Lun Sect, carving out a reputation as a ruthless figure in the immortal legend of the heavenly star world.
Such was the norm.
The true daughter of luck in the Heavenly Star Realm turned out to be Yaoyao. However, with Jiang Yang suddenly assuming the role of the human ancestor’s reincarnation and Yaoyao’s older brother, the trajectory of his cultivation towards immortality took an unexpected turn. As a result, all the luck now seemed to favor the human ancestor, even forming a significant bond with Yaoyao.
“Quite a clever calculation,” Gu Changge mused, recognizing the scheme orchestrated by the human ancestor.
In Gu Changge’s estimation, the human ancestor’s aspirations to succeed in his presence were nothing short of wishful thinking. Not only would the human ancestor fail to attain his goals, but he would also entangle himself in further complications.
“Now that Jiang Yang is wary of me but likely not of Yaoyao, who both possess the luck of the Heavenly Star Realm, the human ancestor’s manipulation of this luck would yield minimal effect. It might just save me some trouble,” Gu Changge reasoned.
By the early morning, Gu Changge made his move. The void ahead blurred as ripples spread, propelling him closer within a world of miles. Armed with ample information about the human ancestor, he intended to seek further insights from Jiang Chuchu.
At that moment, Jiang Chuchu, seated atop a cliff within the inner world in a meditative pose, sensed Gu Changge’s arrival and calmly opened her eyes. Her gaze remained serene, devoid of any disturbances.
“It seems you’re rather content with the current state of affairs,” Gu Changge remarked, casting her a casual smile before conjuring a stone chair with a simple thought.
Jiang Chuchu was slightly stunned by Gu Changge’s ability to conjure objects seemingly out of thin air, though she rationalized that it must be his spatial divine weapon. Such a feat was within his capabilities.
“What brings you here?” Jiang Chuchu asked with a hint of indifference. As the Saintess of the Human Ancestor Hall, she had resigned herself to a life of confinement, solely devoted to cultivation. There were times when she felt forgotten by Gu Changge, resigned to the possibility of spending her days here until old age claimed her.
Gu Changge’s sudden appearance today caught her off guard, stirring a slight sense of surprise. Sitting down, he regarded her calmly before offering a smile. “I have some questions for you. If your answers satisfy me, I may consider granting you freedom,” he stated.
Jiang Chuchu eyed him with disbelief, a glimmer of doubt passing through her crystal-clear eyes. “What do you want to know? If it’s about the human ancestor, forget it. I neither possess that information nor would I share it with you,” she replied, her tone impassive.
“Why persist in this foolishness, my dear? Cooperate, and you may regain your freedom. Do you truly wish to waste away here until your dying days?” Gu Changge chuckled softly, reaching out to pinch her chin. He found her defiance rather amusing.
Jiang Chuchu couldn’t help but retort, “Gu Changge, you’re truly despicable…”
“Setting that aside, do you possess knowledge of any other tactics?” Gu Changge inquired, his actions unsettling Jiang Chuchu and breaking her composed facade.
Gu Changge regarded Jiang Chuchu with indifference. “If you refuse to cooperate, I’ll visit you every day. Let’s see how long you can hold out,” he stated calmly, unfazed by her anger.
Jiang Chuchu seethed with rage upon hearing his words, wishing she could tear him apart. Eventually, she relented and divulged the information Gu Changge sought.
“The method employed by the Human Ancestor Hall to borrow Dao fruits originates from the Human Ancestor’s Reincarnation Seal. In essence, the Reincarnation Seal is the greatest asset of the Human Ancestor’s reincarnation,” Gu Changge inquired with keen interest, finding the revelation aligning with his suspicions.
Jiang Chuchu confirmed, “Refining the Reincarnation Seal is an exceedingly arduous task, with each one housing the most potent Dao fruit of each human ancestor. Forget about challenging the human ancestors, Gu Changge. It’s a futile endeavor,” she remarked dispassionately.
“Are there any vulnerabilities in the Reincarnation Seal?” Gu Changge probed further.
Jiang Chuchu shook her head, admitting, “I’m not certain.”
“You needn’t lie. I can see that merging with the Dao fruit within the Reincarnation Seal demands an exceptionally robust physique,” Gu Changge asserted.
“The culmination of the plan for all worlds to converge?” Gu Changge chuckled lightly, his amusement evident.
Jiang Chuchu paled, taken aback by Gu Changge’s perceptiveness. Her resolve wavered, realizing his confidence. Could he truly be plotting the demise of the Human Ancestor to seize his position?
A shiver of dread crept down her spine at the thought.
Later, Gu Changge left the inner world and sought out Yaoyao. The young girl, still awake, was engaged in conversation with her grandmother about the events of the main hall earlier that day. Despite everything, Jiang Yang remained a relative to both of them, making it challenging to sever ties completely.
“Master…” Yaoyao exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Gu Changge’s arrival, her demeanor respectful.
Gu Changge nodded, his expression gentle. Even Silver-Haired Granny, recognizing the significance of Gu Changge’s visit, started to leave, assuming he had something private to discuss with Yaoyao. However, Gu Changge called her back, insisting she remain for the conversation.
“You should hear this too,” he said calmly.
“Yes, Mr. Immortal,” Silver-Haired Granny responded respectfully, slightly surprised by the request.
Yaoyao, too, was intrigued, wondering what prompted her master to address them at such a late hour.
Gu Changge proceeded to divulge to both of them the trials Jiang Yang had faced during his time in the Immortal Lun Sect. He reasoned that even if Jiang Yang didn’t share his hardships immediately, he likely would in due time. By preemptively revealing this information, it might have a more profound impact.
Yaoyao listened with wide eyes, finding it difficult to fathom.
“So, my brother was forced into slavery… The Immortal Lun Sect’s actions are truly despicable!” Yaoyao’s face contorted with anger as she processed the news.
Observing Gu Changge’s thoughtful expression, Yaoyao sensed something amiss and ventured a tentative question in a small voice.
“Master, you didn’t just tell me this information out of concern, did you?”
Gu Changge glanced at her and replied softly, “Originally, I hadn’t planned to disclose this to you, fearing it might be too much for you to handle…”
Upon hearing this, even Silver-Haired Granny, a seasoned cultivator, felt a shiver run down her spine. If a little girl was rattled by this revelation, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of foreboding herself.
Unearthing something ominous, leading to the deaths of all but Jiang Yang, who then rapidly advanced in cultivation and rose in status within the Immortal Lun Sect—was it merely a stroke of luck?
Silver-Haired Granny shook her head. Even though Jiang Yang was her grandson, she couldn’t shake the unease this situation brought.
“There are too many unanswered questions. How did Jiang Yang survive? Was it simply due to luck? But he had no cultivation at the time,” she pondered seriously, drawing on her own experiences as a former disciple of a sect to make sense of the situation.
Gu Changge nodded in agreement, his expression carrying a hint of deeper meaning. “Unearthing something ominous is indeed perilous.”
“As far as I know, even Sacred Realm cultivators exposed to ominous forces risk a violent death. How did Jiang Yang, a mortal without any cultivation, survive such an encounter?”
“This matter raises significant suspicions.”
“What are you implying? Did the ominous aura turn violent that day? Is Jiang Yang… no longer himself?” Silver-Haired Granny’s complexion paled at the implications.
In truth, without Gu Changge explicitly stating it, Silver-Haired Granny had already pieced together the puzzle by this point. The notion of “body possession” wasn’t entirely foreign in the Heavenly Star Realm.
As for why the Immortal Lun Sect hadn’t reacted, it was likely because the entity now inhabiting Jiang Yang’s body had significant ties to them. Contemplating this, Silver-Haired Granny felt a whirlwind of emotions—sorrow, anger, helplessness, bitterness, and sadness, all mingling within her.
“Master… Are you suggesting that, in reality, brother… has vanished, and another entity now occupies his body?” Yaoyao’s demeanor appeared much calmer than her grandmother’s, though she, too, felt a pallor wash over her, her lips tightly clenched as she spoke, her voice trembling.
This revelation had blindsided her, arriving without the slightest inkling of anticipation. She found herself grappling with the idea that Jiang Yang had not simply changed but had actually disappeared, replaced by a stranger whose identity eluded her.
In the wake of her master Gu Changge’s words and her grandmother’s confirmation, Yaoyao found herself increasingly convinced of the truth. The disparity between Jiang Yang’s current behavior and the brother she once knew had been stark.
“I’m not entirely certain. This matter warrants further discussion. Regardless, in the days ahead, when you interact with your brother, exercise caution,” Gu Changge advised, his tone tinged with concern. “Rest assured, with me by your side, he won’t pose any danger to you.”
“I can only hope that I’m merely overthinking things,” Gu Changge sighed, gently patting Yaoyao’s head in a gesture of reassurance.
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