I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 255

Chapter 255: As a fellow tool man, he did not play cards according to the routine at all

Gu Changge’s calculations were very accurate. Now, he didn’t need to act; he simply planned to observe from the sidelines. Ying Shuang was well concealed; despite being an impostor, most people probably couldn’t discern the difference compared to the real Prince Ying.

Ying Shuang wasn’t foolish. After this amount of time, even a fool would know how to disguise themselves. Throughout this period, those around Ying Shuang hadn’t noticed anything, indicating that his methods weren’t simple.

Gu Changge had long anticipated this, planning to have Wang Ziji act to make it difficult for Ying Shuang to continue pretending.

After all, demeanor and actions could be disguised, but Gu Changge didn’t believe Ying Shuang could match the original Prince Ying in strength. At this point, it would suffice if those familiar with him could notice Ying Shuang’s abnormalities.

Hence, Gu Changge had already foreseen Ying Shuang’s next move. Using the excuse of showing weakness, he informed everyone on Heavenly Emperor Mountain that his cultivation had recently encountered some setbacks.

Knowing Ying Yu’s character, she must have suspected Ying Shuang’s abnormalities beforehand. If Ying Shuang had any intelligence, he would claim that cultivation issues led to some memory confusion. It was quite a convincing reason to deceive everyone again.

Gu Changge patiently waited for him to do so. After all, a cultivation mishap could occur, but it could also indicate an inheritance transfer. As a descendant of Heavenly Emperor Mountain, Ying Shuang voluntarily abandoned the original inheritance, opting for another method. If this narrative were to be believed, it would blow Ying Shuang’s credibility another blow.

Gu Changge was planning to wait to apprehend Ying Yu so soon. First, he needed to harvest Ying Shuang’s luck points. After all, he intended to let Ying Shuang bear the burden of being associated with demonic arts for a while longer. Once he had found a suitable scapegoat, Gu Changge would release him when he had extracted all of his value.

Gu Changge’s gaze fell upon the situation again with renewed interest.

Boom!

Terrible rune fluctuations surged, accompanied by terrifying chains and orders raining down from all directions. It was as if countless stars were uploading, and the energy fluctuations reached extreme levels. Under this breath, numerous mountain ranges crumbled into dust.

Wang Ziji’s sudden action not only startled the group from Heavenly Emperor Mountain but also shocked many of the younger generations near the Heavenly Extinction Battlefield. They instantly recognized him as a visitor from Emperor Mountain.

Amonce Ying Shuang stood out with his extraordinary demeanor, surrounded by an aura of immortality. He was also the most suspected inheritor of demonic arts at present.

Though Ying Shuang rarely appeared due to his demonic power, his notoriety during this period was widespread. As the son of an ancient royal family emperor, his talent was exceptional, leading many to believe he would be the most formidable young figure of his time. His strength was undeniable.

However, now he lay injured in the hands of a woman in a blue dress, bleeding profusely, shocking everyone present. Even Ying Yu and Agu widened their eyes in disbelief.

Many are former followers of Ying Shuang, boasting the highest strength among their peers. They found the scene before them utterly unbelievable.

Why had Ying Shuang become so weak?

How could he fail to halt the opponent’s strike?

Or was it because he offered no resistance at all?

Little Lord!

Stop it!

Afterwards, everyone sprang into action, unleashing various divine instruments. Powerful fluctuations erupted, casting brilliant light in all directions as they attacked Wang Ziji to halt the chaos.

“How can you possess such limited strength?”

Wang Ziji frowned slightly, showing a hint of surprise. She hadn’t anticipated Ying Shuang’s weakness. He couldn’t even withstand a single blow from her. In her estimation, Ying Shuang possessed strength at least above that of a quasi-sacred realm.

There was no justification for his feebleness. Even if he refrained from employing forbidden magic, with the inheritance of Emperor Mountain, he should have been able to withstand her attack.

“Are you feigning weakness?”

She shook her head gently, waving her hand once more as a large swath of clear light emerged, pulsating with formidable energy. The sky quaked, and every direction reverberated. At that moment, she seemed like a supreme female immortal king.

Various runes intertwined, forming two colossal moon seals that pushed forward to subdue Ying Shuang.

Boom!

Such a blow instantly elicited fearful expressions from the nearby cultivators of Heavenly Emperor Mountains. They were afraid and dared not confront it head-on. This had already involved the power of sacred-level laws. Only power of similar caliber could hope to counter it.

“You are the descendant of the Human Ancestor Hall…”

Ying Yu’s expression shifted slightly. Then, with a lifting jade hand, her crystal fingers pointed out into the virtual space. The sky shimmered with brilliance as she invoked a supreme talisman to resist. However, after only resisting for a moment, it shattered, and she proved no match for Wang Ziji.

At that moment, Ying Yu recognized Wang Ziji’s identity, her silver eyes filled with shock. She never expected that upon arriving at the Heavenly Extinction Battlefield, they would encounter descendants of the Human Ancestor Hall. With Wang Ziji’s formidable strength, none of them would stand a chance unless her brother intervened.

But at this moment, Ying Shuang seemed to be in disarray. He remained passive, constantly sustaining injuries and coughing up blood. He displayed none of the terrifying strength of the Prince Ying of the past.

“So you still recognize me, that’s reassuring,” Wang Zijin maintained a smile on her face.

Her blue dress fluttered around her, exuding unparalleled elegance, yet she showed no mercy. As a descendant of the Human Ancestor Hall, it was only natural for her to deal with the inheritor of demonic arts.

At that moment, no one could muster any further words.

“My brother has no ties to the inheritor of demonic arts. Please, stop this immediately and refrain from inadvertently harming innocent bystanders,” Ying Yu couldn’t help but shout.

Though she harbored suspicions about Ying Shuang, she refused to believe he had any connection to the inheritor of demonic arts.

However, Wang Ziji’s expression remained unchanged as she spoke lightly, “Whether you claim he’s involved or not, all evidence points to him… If you wish for me to cease, then let your brother display some true strength.”

“At a time like this, is it really necessary to show weakness?”

With those words, her actions became even more ruthless.

Buzz!

The divine light blossoming in the sky resembled a vast expanse of petals, radiant and crystalline. More runes emerged, seemingly rooted in a small world. This was an ancient and expansive divine art, brimming with endlessly evolving mysteries.

In a trance, it seemed like an opening before them. Countless divine chains of laws emerged, prompting drastic changes in the expressions of those from Emperor Mountain.

Buzz!

Someone immediately sacrificed a forbidden weapon to resist. The power unleashed was too formidable, beyond the capabilities of ordinary individuals. Even Gu Changge, who observed from a distance, acknowledged Wang Ziji’s considerable strength.

At the quasi-sacred level, she wielded power that even those in sacred realms feared—truly befitting a fellow traveler.

Boom!

Faced with this terrifying blow, Ying Shuang’s expression shifted as he attempted to resist. However, a vague and formidable figure co-materialised behind him the entire world.

At this moment, Ying Shuang lacked the indifferent confidence he had when he entered the Heavenly Extinction battlefield. His demeanor was now entirely gloomy and decluttered. He couldn’t comprehend why Wang Ziji awaited him at the entrance, anticipating his arrival. But he wasn’t the original Prince Ying after all.

Instantly, brilliance erupted, like countless stars exploding, and the ferocious energy rampaged through the area. Next, Ying Shuang spurted blood once more, his body sent hurtling upside down, wracked with intense pain and numerous broken bones.

Wang Ziji struck him with a palm, the force akin to an immortal transformed into a mountain collapsing.

“Do you still intend to feign weakness? I underestimated your resilience,” Wang Ziji frowned. She truly hadn’t expected Ying Shuang to refrain from retaliation and persist in showing weakness.

While cultivating in the Human Ancestor Hall, she mastered numerous divine powers inherited from Dao traditions, with the powers of Emperor Mountain far surpassing this level alone. Hence, she couldn’t comprehend why Ying Shuang exhibited weakness before everyone.

This was a direct affront to Emperor Mountain, something he endured with shameful acceptance. In this regard, she could only acknowledge that he was worthy of being the inheritor of demonic arts, his fortitude surpassing many young supreme beings she had encountered.

With these thoughts, Wang Ziji’s expression turned even colder, yet she still opted to cease her assault.

“Master, are you alright?”

The others from Emperor Mountain hurried to assist Ying Shuang. However, his appearance was truly unfortunate: drenched in blood, hair disheveled, and numerous broken bones.

The shock prompted by this scene was immense, leaving many younger cultivators near the battlefield astounded. It was scarcely believable that the figure before them was the famed Prince Ying, rendered powerless in the hands of this enigmatic woman.

Yet, more eyes were fixed on Wang Ziji as if attempting to penetrate her mystery.

“Who dares to challenge Prince Ying? How can she possess such strength?”

“It appears to be the rumored descendant of the Human Ancestor Hall, the enigmatic queen of the royal family…”

“No wonder such an event occurred.”

“Her strength is truly fearsome. I suspect she already rivals those in the sacred realm.”

“However, Prince Ying appears far too feeble, doesn’t he?”

Their discussions were rife with surprise. Both hailed from the younger generation, excelling in various aspects and possessing keen insights into the elites of all ethnic groups.

Many young supreme beings from ancient clans were also present. While their cultivation might not match the ancient prodigies, they still found few equals in their respective realms, often perceived as invincible.

Yet, Prince Ying’s performance today left them wide-eyed, utterly unforeseen and unacceptable. He was the epitome of leadership among the younger generation of the Primordial era—how could he suffer such a humiliating defeat?

Gu Changge observed with interest as another system prompt sounded in his mind. Ying Shuang’s luck points continued to dwindle. Though he didn’t directly suppress Ying Shuang, utilizing the tool named Wang Ziji still allowed him to harvest Destiny Points and Luck Points.

In just this brief moment, Ying Shuang lost a lot of luck. After all, the younger generation present were prominent figures from various backgrounds, with different Dao forces backing them. Like him, many ancient freaks lurked in the shadows, choosing not to reveal themselves.

“Do you think this has something to do with the recent rumors? You mentioned that Prince Ying was suspected of being the inheritor of demonic arts. Perhaps he’s deliberately displaying weakness to dispel those suspicions. Though, it seems rather unnecessary in this context…”

At this moment, speculation ran rampant, and puzzled expressions abounded.

“How about it, tired of playing games? Does my strength disappoint you a little…”

However, Ying Shuang stood up with the assistance of his followers, presenting a demeanor entirely different from the angry and despondent expression everyone anticipated.

He remained remarkably composed, his gaze dispassionate, devoid of the expected anxiety and frustration. It was as if he had foreseen everything.

Even the ancient freaks of Emperor Mountain, who harbored suspicions just moments ago, now questioned whether Ying Shuang’s actions held a deeper meaning.

“Elder brother…”

Ying Yu regarded Ying Shuang with surprise, sensing an unfathomable depth to his character. The humiliation suffered earlier was deliberate. Was he truly feigning weakness?

“He’s quite cunning,” Gu Changge chuckled softly from the shadows upon witnessing this scene. Ying Shuang seemed to fancy himself as an intelligent player, but did he possess the requisite skill?

It was worth noting that Wang Ziji before him was a transmigrator, not a native genius.

“What game are you playing with me now?”

Wang Ziji’s response caught her off guard.

Turning around, she couldn’t help but laugh, a faint smile gracing her beautiful face. Though veiled, her allure captivated many young men. Indeed, such perfection seemed otherworldly, befitting a descendant of the Human Ancestor Hall.

Wang Ziji harbored no anger at Ying Shuang’s demeanor. Regardless of his intentions, he had already suffered a humiliating defeat yet dared to maintain a facade before her. Wang Ziji detested such pretense the most. Thus, the moment her words fell, she struck again.

A seal streaked across the sky, transforming into a majestic mountain, its divine light cascading in countless rules and laws, bearing down upon Ying Shuang.

Initially, Ying Shuang maintained an indifferent expression, striving to mimic Ying Shuang’s calmness. However, his demeanor shifted slightly. He hadn’t anticipated Wang Ziji to deviate from the expected routine, skipping interrogation and launching a direct attack. This caught Ying Shuang off guard.

Shouldn’t Wang Ziji have furrowed her brow, questioning his motives, while he maintained an inscrutable expression to dissuade her from attacking?

Yet, now, the sacred mountain condensed by laws and order descended, poised to strike him.

“Little Lord…”

The expressions of those from Heavenly Emperor Mountain shifted abruptly. They attempted to counter the blow, but their efforts were futile. They succumbed to its aftermath, vomiting blood and being flung backward.

By bearing the brunt of the attack, Ying Shuang appeared even more wretched. Half of his body disintegrated upon impact.

If it weren’t for his robust physical resilience, he wouldn’t have sustained such severe injuries from the blow.

If you insist on feigning weakness, then I’ll oblige.

Wang Ziji’s faint smile belied the gravity of her words, causing everyone from Emperor Mountain to pale.

Did this mean they had to retreat from the Heavenly Extinction battlefield as soon as they arrived? Would they even secure a spot in the True Immortal Academy?

Desperate, they hoped Ying Shuang would abandon his charade and take action.

“Young Master, it’s time to act. If you hesitate, Emperor Mountain’s reputation will be tarnished. We might even lose our chance for a quota at the True Immortal Academy,” they implored, one after another, urging Ying Shuang to cease his humiliation.

“Sister, what are you hiding?”

Ying Yu’s anxiety boiled over as she directed her plea to Ying Shuang. She believed his earlier remark hinted at a solution.

Yet, Ying Shuang remained silent, torn by his inner turmoil. If he truly possessed a solution, why had he allowed himself to be battered without retaliation, enduring such misery?

Though he had acquired many unique inheritance skills from Emperor Mountain during his time, he couldn’t compare to Ying Shuang’s decades of cultivation.

How could he possibly contend with Wang Ziji?

However, just as the expressions of those from Heavenly Emperor Mountain grew even more pallid, faint ripples emanated through the void.

Shortly after that, a young figure emerged from within the ripples.

“Holy Maiden Ziji, perhaps you should consider Gu’s request and cease your actions?” The newcomer’s voice carried a note of diplomacy.

I believe there may be a misunderstanding in this matter.

It was Gu Changge. He cast a somewhat surprised glance at Ying Shuang and the others before positioning himself in front of them and addressing Wang Ziji.

“Gu Changge!”

“It’s him!”

“He’s actually here at the Heavenly Extinction battlefield?”

A group of nearby young beings caught sight of Gu Changge, their expressions shifting suddenly. Shock and fear painted their faces, while many eyes betrayed a clear sense of reverence.

They never anticipated Gu Changge’s sudden appearance here.