I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 236
Chapter 236: Brother and sister tore face, I can finally start to close the net
Jiang Yang’s sudden appearance left Yaoyao momentarily frozen. She hadn’t expected him to show up at Netherland Heavenly Pond, let alone claim he was there to find her. It took her a moment to collect herself, her small face contorting with anger and an icy glare that she couldn’t suppress.
She remained silent, though, knowing Jiang Yang was the one responsible for luring her master to Netherland Heavenly Pond. If there was anyone she despised most in that moment, it was Jiang Yang.
It was because of Jiang Yang that her master had rushed to the Netherland Heavenly Pond and ended up in peril, ultimately resulting in his demise. And now, Jiang Yang stood before her, not as her brother, but as the ancient demon who had taken her brother’s form, the former ancestor of the Immortal Lun Sect.
During recent events, both she and the silver-haired granny had heard of the Immortal Lun Sect’s confrontation with the divine mountains and forbidden territories. Yet, to their astonishment, Jiang Yang had activated the Immortal Lun Seal, repelling the attackers and obliterating centuries of the Immortal Lun Sect’s legacy in the process.
While others were puzzled by Jiang Yang’s ability to activate the seal, Yaoyao and Granny Yinhua knew better. They understood that the divine soul residing within Jiang Yang’s body was none other than the Immortal Lun Supreme himself—the original wielder of the Immortal Lun Seal.
So, it made perfect sense that he could activate it. Upon learning this from Gu Changge, Yaoyao promptly informed Granny Yinhua, ensuring they both remained well-informed of the situation.
The Immortal Lun Supreme was a figure of immense legend within the Heavenly Star Realm. It was whispered that he was not native to the realm, his origins shrouded in mystery.
After establishing the Immortal Lun Sect, he vanished without a trace. Yet, on that fateful day, Jiang Yang showed no hesitation in sacrificing even his own legacy under the Dao system to annihilate his foes. This ruthless act revealed the depths of Jiang Yang’s cruelty, further fueling the disdain felt by Yaoyao and Granny Yinhua.
Observing Yaoyao’s frigid demeanor, the silver-haired grandmother gently pulled her back, silently cautioning her against rash actions. They knew that escalating tensions with Jiang Yang could spell disaster, especially before Gu Changge’s fate was determined. Yaoyao understood the risk, clenching her fists tightly and steeling herself against the urge to confront Jiang Yang head-on.
“Brother, how did you know I would be here?” she asked softly, her eyes betraying a sense of calm amidst the turmoil, a hint of poetic elegance in her voice.
“I figured you’d be worried about your master’s safety, so I had a hunch you’d come here,” Jiang Yang remarked with a smile, brushing off Yaoyao’s previous cold glare. To him, she was just a young girl whose only remaining support had just been taken from her. Who else could she turn to but her brother?
Though Yaoyao’s current demeanor towards him might be chilly, Jiang Yang believed it would soften over time. Deep within him, remnants of past consciousness lingered, fueled by two persistent desires.
One was a deep-seated animosity towards the Immortal Lun Sect, resentful of the years spent laboring on the Immortal Road and nearly meeting death in the process. The other was his sense of duty as an older brother, wanting nothing more than to ensure his sister’s happiness and well-being.
Previously, Jiang Yang had dismissed these lingering emotions, confident in his own resilience. But now, he sensed their potential to unravel his stability, even affecting his divine soul. Despite his numerous reincarnations, one he suspected was intertwined with Yaoyao’s existence. Her presence seemed intricately linked to the fate of the realm he once ruled.
“As your older brother, I couldn’t help but worry about you. You disappeared without a word, and it left me feeling uneasy. I was afraid you might run into trouble,” Jiang Yang remarked, smiling as he approached Yaoyao. Zhao Yi, trailing behind him, wore a conflicted expression. It was clear to her that Yaoyao harbored significant secrets; otherwise, Jiang Yang wouldn’t be so concerned.
In recent days, Jiang Yang’s display of strength, particularly his unrivaled prowess in dispatching enemies, had left Zhao Yi awestruck. Yet, it was Jiang Yang’s attitude towards Yaoyao that truly surprised her.
His enigmatic strength and demeanor were captivating, and Zhao Yi couldn’t help but feel she had made the right choice by following him. Jiang Yang’s possession of a Great Sacred Realm maid like herself, who efficiently resolved various challenges along their journey, only reinforced her confidence in him.
“You don’t need to worry about Yaoyao, Brother. Granny and I will find the Master,” Yaoyao interjected, shaking her head gently. “He’s too powerful. I refuse to believe our master could perish here.”
Jiang Yang didn’t argue, recognizing Yaoyao’s unwavering determination. She possessed the resilience of someone who wouldn’t give up until they reached their goal, much like the indomitable spirit of crossing the Yellow River.
He offered a faint smile.
“Indeed, the Immortal’s strength is formidable. It’s unlikely he’d meet his end here easily. If rumors are to be believed, they often prove false. As the saying goes, ‘seeing is believing.’ Since I’m here, I might as well lend a hand in the search for the Immortal.”
The dangers lurking within the Netherland Heavenly Pond surpassed even those of the Immortal Lun Sect. Even with his extraordinary abilities, the Immortal would have met his demise here. Jiang Yang made these remarks not to deceive Yaoyao or lead her to her doom, but out of genuine concern.
Yaoyao understood she couldn’t refuse Jiang Yang’s offer without arousing suspicion. She simply nodded. “Thank you, brother.”
Jiang Yang smiled in response.
“No need for thanks. It’s only right to help you in this situation.”
Yaoyao remained silent, her lips pressed together.
The group set off toward the heart of the Netherland Heavenly Pond. The surrounding mountains towered steeply, adorned with ancient, twisted trees and dangling vines. Thick layers of mist descended from the heavens, growing denser with each passing moment, sending shivers down their spines.
Normally, the area would teem with life, inhabited by fierce beasts and other creatures. But now, an eerie silence engulfed the entire pond. Save for the rustling of the wind, not a creature stirred. It felt as though the entire Netherland Heavenly Pond lay dormant, devoid of life except for their own presence.
Above many mountains, intricate patterns of Dao intertwined, casting a mesmerizing glow. Deeper below, a thick, swirling mist obscured the heavens and earth, creating an atmosphere akin to a gateway to the divine.
Jiang Yang explained that a great battle had taken place here, resulting in the death of all living beings in its wake. However, Yaoyao and the silver-haired Granny remained skeptical.
“The prey has finally arrived. It seems I can close the trap,” Gu Changge murmured to himself from deep within the Netherland Heavenly Pond. Seated within the lotus body, he absorbed and refined the essence of the Nirvana Green Lotus. His eyes held depths of profoundness, conjuring terrifying scenes of mountains and seas.
He smiled mysteriously, having sensed several auras approaching from outside: Yaoyao, the silver-haired Granny, Jiang Yang, and his esteemed maid, Zhao Yi. Four in total.
Had he not intervened, according to the expected course of events, these four would have allied with Jiang Yang. But now, Yaoyao and Granny Yinhua harbored deep hostility towards him, on the verge of confrontation. As for Zhao Yi, she would typically be taken into Jiang Yang’s harem, considering her loyalty and dedication to him thus far.
Gu Changge paid little heed to Zhao Yi. Despite her pleasing appearance, her potential had been exhausted, and she could easily be dispatched with a single blow.
Unbeknownst to Jiang Yang, a significant portion of the backhand the human ancestor had left in the Netherland Heavenly Pond was now under Gu Changge’s control, thanks to his meticulous planning.
With a swift motion, Gu Changge’s figure remained motionless, but a formidable divine presence, reminiscent of an ancient deity, accompanied by a menacing gray fog, surged from between his brows.
This soul palace, empowered by his visualization technique, possessed the might to consume the heavens and the earth and effortlessly vanquish even Great Sacred Realm cultivators. It was a force to be reckoned with, capable of challenging even quasi-supremes.
Above the Netherland Heavenly Pond, strange fluctuations rippled through the air. A dense, black demonic cloud gathered from all directions, as if being manipulated by an invisible force, shrouding the sky and plunging the area into darkness.
Rumble!
“Under my Lord’s command!”
“Attack!”
From a blood-stained cliff, a headless horseman charged out with a ferocious aura, as if spurred by some unseen force.
“As my master orders!”
In another direction, a blurred, blood-red shadow emerged from a deep valley, its scarlet eyes gleaming with murderous intent.
“This place is truly peculiar. But both you and Granny must stay close to me. If anything dangerous occurs, I may not be able to assist you,” Jiang Yang warned as he led the way, his expression indifferent as he navigated through what seemed like evolving strands of strange light.
Every corner exuded a menacing aura, with pervasive formation patterns and rampant killing intent. Yet, Jiang Yang emerged unscathed, confidently leading the group deeper into the depths. Terrifying auras surged nearby but kept their distance, as if respecting his presence.
Ordinary individuals would likely tremble in fear and hesitate to move in such an environment. However, Jiang Yang remained composed throughout the journey. His claim of lacking means seemed increasingly unbelievable.
Yaoyao, having observed Jiang Yang’s ease within the Netherland Heavenly Pond, had already gleaned that he held a deep connection to this place. He must possess significant knowledge of its hidden secrets.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so confident in broadcasting the news and inviting Gu Changge to come here, right? Although Jiang Yang claimed to be here to find her, in reality, he had come to the Netherland Heavenly Pond to seize an opportunity. As Yaoyao pondered these thoughts, the icy glare in her eyes intensified, unbeknownst to her that a transformation was occurring within her.
On the other hand, the silver-haired grandmother noticed a peach blossom-like pattern emerging between Yaoyao’s eyebrows, reminiscent of the last time she had abruptly left.
This occurrence seemed entirely inexplicable, as if triggered by some external force. The grandmother couldn’t help but feel a pang of concern. After all, Jiang Yang wielded a supreme weapon; would Yaoyao stand a chance against him in her current state?
“This journey has revealed traces of the great battle from that day, but I haven’t seen any corpses. Despite the Immortal’s divine power, it seems he may have met an unfortunate end this time,” Jiang Yang remarked as he led the way, his gaze fixed on the nearby heavenly pond, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Finally, they had reached their destination. In the vast expanse of the heavenly pond, ripples continued to spread, veiled by a layer of ethereal white mist.
In the deeper recesses, the immortal fog shrouded everything in a hazy veil, while blue waves rippled gently, and a verdant haze billowed towards the sky. It was this ethereal light that initially drew countless cultivators and beings, including the immortal who eventually met his demise here.
As Jiang Yang reflected on this, a sense of calm washed over him, tinged with regret for not personally dealing with the immortal from the upper realm—the only individual who had brought him such shame.
He refrained from intentionally triggering the backhand left behind, fearing that Yaoyao might notice any abnormalities. With his formidable aura, the lurking, terrifying entities dared not make a move against him.
Yet, Jiang Yang’s brow furrowed slightly as he sensed a divine light ascending outside the Netherland Heavenly Pond. Despite his swift pace, he had not anticipated being pursued. Puzzled by how the other party repeatedly managed to track his movements, he realized they were brought by the same mysterious woman who had initially plotted his demise.
“It’s been days. Why hasn’t the Human Ancestor Hall dispatched anyone here? Even outsiders seem to know my whereabouts, so why hasn’t the Human Ancestor Hall caught wind of it? Could something have happened to them?”
Jiang Yang mused, a sense of unease creeping over him once more. The familiar sensation of being manipulated resurfaced, though he couldn’t pinpoint the source.
Unbeknownst to him, that day, he had failed to detect the clandestine fluctuations emanating from the heir of the Human Ancestor Hall.
But in the end, he didn’t encounter the person—was the other side using them as bait to lure him out? It seemed improbable that the heir of the Human Ancestor Hall would fall into their clutches.
“Master vanished from here?”
“Master truly isn’t here anymore…”
At the edge of the boundless heavenly pond, Yaoyao stared ahead blankly, her face drained of color as she muttered in disbelief. The turquoise lotus leaves stretched endlessly, their edges and seams invisible.
Each leaf was as large as a basin and tinged with green hues. Amidst them stood a dazzling Chaos green lotus, towering and exuding an immortal spirit Dao rhythm, resonating with the rumbling of the world.
Yet, none of these divine marvels held any significance to her now. She hadn’t spotted her master—not even a trace of his presence remained.
“Oh, Master… You truly didn’t want to meet your end so soon…”
Tears welled up in her eyes, each drop tracing a broken line down her face as she struggled to accept the harsh reality.
The silver-haired granny’s expression mirrored her bitterness; she, too, felt at a loss for words to console Yaoyao.
Within a short span of time, Yaoyao’s master had attained an unrivaled status in her heart. Now, she was forced to confront the harsh reality of his death. Could she truly accept it?
“Yaoyao, it’s possible that Mr. Immortal has indeed fallen. You must grieve and adapt. Rumors suggest his body was torn to pieces. With the abundance of beasts here, it’s likely he was devoured entirely, leaving no trace behind.”
“I just don’t understand… Why did he insist on coming to this place? His actions have caused you so much grief…”
Seeing Yaoyao’s tears, Jiang Yang felt a twinge of annoyance in his heart, though he recognized it as a lingering emotion from the strong fusion of memories. Nonetheless, it didn’t affect him.
Outwardly, he maintained a regretful expression, attempting to offer solace to Yaoyao. However, inwardly, he felt a hint of mockery. After all, his targets had never escaped him before. What threat could a mere immortal from the upper realm pose?
“Enough! You’re the reason my master met this fate. If it weren’t for you, he would never have ended up here. It’s all your fault!”
“At a time like this, you dare to feign pity? It’s clear you’re the one who killed my master!”
At that moment, upon hearing Jiang Yang’s insincere words, Yaoyao abruptly turned towards him.
Her small frame trembled with icy determination as she fixed Jiang Yang with a gaze filled with unparalleled hatred. How could she bear his callous words about her master at a time like this?
“Yaoyao, what do you mean by that? Are you implying it’s all my fault?” Jiang Yang frowned, his displeasure evident. “I’m simply stating the truth as an elder brother.”
With a sigh, he closed his eyes, his voice tinged with sorrow. “Do you truly see me as inferior to your master?”
Jiang Yang keenly sensed the shift in Yaoyao’s demeanor. What had she truly realized? Or perhaps, what had Gu Changge revealed to her before departing for the Netherland Heavenly Pond?
“You old monster, not content with possessing my brother’s body, now you seek to assassinate my master.”
Yaoyao’s voice turned cold, a stark contrast to her usual demeanor as a frightened child. Her face, once pale with fear, now exuded an air of defiance.
This transformation didn’t surprise Gu Changge. After all, Yaoyao was the true heiress of luck in the Heavenly Star Realm. Even without his influence or the reincarnation of the human ancestor, she would have undergone a profound transformation. Her destiny stemmed from the most talented woman of ancient times and the enigmatic peach tree.
As Jiang Yang heard Yaoyao’s words, his expression shifted abruptly, settling into an indifferent mask.
“Yaoyao, what are you saying? I’m your brother. Have you forgotten our childhood? Back then…”
“Don’t speak nonsense. Don’t let yourself be swayed by demons and forget who you are…”
He spoke with warmth, attempting to appeal to her emotions. Yet, when Yaoyao made her accusation, she was ready to confront him head-on. Jiang Yang was genuinely taken aback by the sudden turn of events. He suspected that Gu Changge had said something to Yaoyao before, for her to be so resolute.
Feeling a sense of gloom in his heart, Jiang Yang regretted not eliminating Gu Changge earlier, as it had led to unnecessary complications.
Buzz!!
“Damn you!”
“Yaoyao is going to avenge Master today!”
However, Yaoyao had undergone a dramatic change. Dazzling light burst from the space between her eyebrows, peach blossoms blooming with stunning brilliance, as she paid no heed to his words.
She ascended into the sky, her dress billowing, bare feet as white as snow, strands of laws and rules cascading around her like delicate threads. Despite her ethereal appearance, her face remained cold as frost.
In that moment, a power capable of rending heaven and earth surged from her being. With a swift motion of her hand, strands of immortal light materialized into peerless swords, brimming with formidable attacking power, sweeping towards Jiang Yang with intent to destroy.
“When did she become aware of my plans? Did the Immortal inform her from the start? This is truly unfavorable for me, and dying wouldn’t be a pity. And she’s much stronger than before.”
Observing this, Jiang Yang’s expression darkened. Yaoyao had openly challenged him and was prepared to strike. Many of his meticulously laid plans were now rendered useless. The situation had spiraled out of his control like a wild horse.
However, his immediate concern was halting Yaoyao’s advance to prevent it from thwarting his overarching scheme.
“Let me handle her for you!”
Jiang Yang’s expression soured as he waved his hand, sending a small, crystal-clear cauldron flying into Zhao Yi’s grasp behind him. Simultaneously, he activated a tactic in his hand, causing the Netherland Heavenly Pond to tremble.
On the outermost edge, a surge of murderous intent pierced the sky, intertwined with awakening patterns, transforming the area into a realm of legends to counter the mysterious woman’s intrusion into the Netherland Heavenly Pond. His prepared countermeasures had sprung into action.
“The Netherland Heavenly Pond is even more perilous than the Immortal Lun Sect. It seems Jiang Yang truly intends to utilize this enigmatic place to ascend. If he succeeds, will he escape this world?”
Yue Mingkong, observing the scene from outside the Netherland Heavenly Pond, furrowed her brows. The imposing golden-armored warriors behind her stood on the horizon like celestial generals, poised for battle in all directions.
A sense of unease crept over her. The Netherland Heavenly Pond held the most crucial artifact required by the Human Ancestor, along with Jiang Yang’s most elaborate arrangements. A misstep into this place could lead to the destruction of body and spirit if not cautious. The cunning nature of the Human Ancestor couldn’t be underestimated.
Boom!
Suddenly, the sky darkened, as if the most terrifying chaotic demon had awakened from the depths. A menacing gray fog billowed upwards, and a pair of indifferent eyes materialized within it, surveying the heavens and the earth.
The entirety of the Netherland Heavenly Pond, with its boundless expanse, quivered in response. In the distance, countless fearsome beasts stirred from their slumber, their gazes fixed on the looming threat, filled with dread.
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Kieleana
I can already foresee that this high and mighty social inept little girl would be fooled by our mc and become shy and coquette in front of him lol :3