I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 260

Chapter 260: Bait to Draw out the Organization in the Shadows. This is my advice, but it’s also a warning.

“It’s come to this, and now even these individuals have shown up, brother. Why don’t you admit it?”

“How do you account for this?”

“You’ve been lying to us for so long!”

At this moment, Ying Yu’s voice trembled upon witnessing the scene.

Her expression grew colder, and she almost entertained the idea that Ying Shuang was the inheritor of demonic arts.

After all, she had never encountered these three terrifying, great, sacred beings before, yet they displayed profound respect towards Ying Shuang.

Ying Shuang’s mouth twisted with bitterness, but what could he explain? Would it even make a difference?

“Silence, young lady!”

“How dare you question our young lord? You’re simply asking for trouble!”

Suddenly, the gaze of one of the great sacred beings turned icy, emanating a divine light. Fueled by anger and murderous intent upon hearing Ying Yu’s words, he delivered a swift palm strike infused with demonic power.

Within that palm lay the convergence of worlds and laws, exuding a terrifying aura akin to a world-devouring millstone determined to obliterate Ying Yu.

The resulting shockwave was so immense that many bystanders at a considerable distance exploded into nothingness, unable to withstand its force.

Despite being struck by a quasi-sacred-level attack from the Great Sacred Realm, Ying Yu stood no chance. Her attempts at resistance seemed feeble against the overwhelming power.

Moreover, her golden ancient bell was engaged in a struggle against Ying Shuang, leaving her vulnerable and unable to flee for the moment.

“Miss…!”

“No, protect Miss!”

The faces of those on Emperor Mountain shifted abruptly as they hastily intervened, attempting to mitigate the devastating blow.

But merely brushing against the shockwave caused them to erupt into clouds of blood.

The authority of the Great Sacred Realm was absolute; in its presence, they were as insignificant as ants.

The other two great sacred realm beings also joined the fray, ruthlessly unleashing their attacks on the remaining young individuals. It felt as if they were rending the very fabric of the sky and annihilating all present.

This sight plunged everyone into despair, regretting why they hadn’t stayed far away and avoided this place altogether.

For a time, the scene grew even more tragic than before, with blood and corpses littering the surroundings as many met their demise.

“The heavens have been rent asunder, and so many young lives lost. Even if Emperor Ying were to descend, he couldn’t save the prince…”

Ye Langtian wielded a divine weapon to shield those behind him, his expression turning ashen with extreme pallor.

“At this juncture, Ying Shuang, are you so consumed by madness that you would even raise your hand against me?”

Confronted by the palm of the great sacred realm being, Ying Yu’s complexion also paled, her despair palpable as her soul trembled. She realized resistance was futile.

She gazed at Ying Shuang, her eyes cold and unfamiliar, tinged with the anguish of betrayal.

“Cease…”

Ying Shuang attempted to intercede, but the tremendous sacred realm peoples merely regarded him with a hint of mockery in his eyes, paying no heed to his words as he pressed on to strike Ying Yu down.

“Miss!”

The members of Heavenly Emperor Mountain roared, their eyes ablaze with red-hot desperation. They never anticipated that their Miss would meet her end today at the hands of her brother.

Since inheriting the demonic arts, Ying Shuang had forsaken familial bonds, transforming into a fiend who spared no one!

In that moment of despair, Ying Yu couldn’t help but close her eyes. Her only lifeline was the golden ancient bell within her soul.

But then, instead of the anticipated pain, a warm and reassuring voice reached her ears.

A formidable force surged, and someone wielding a great sacred weapon stepped forward, blocking the palm strike of the great sacred realm being.

“Thank goodness it’s not too late,” Ying Yu exclaimed as she abruptly opened her eyes, her gaze widening in disbelief.

Suddenly, a young figure materialized before her. Though not particularly tall, he exuded an air of extraordinary stature. His eyes radiated warmth and tranquility, his white robe billowed around him, and his hair danced in the air. Despite the dire circumstances, he remained composed, as if harboring the belief that the world could still be saved.

The individual who appeared was Gu Changge, who had been silently observing the events unfold before finally revealing himself.

“Master Gu…” Ying Yu almost whispered the words, her silver eyes fixed on him as if unable to tear her gaze away.

The arrival of Gu Changge elicited jubilation from the onlookers.

“Young Master Changge!”

“Young Master Changge, thank goodness you’re here! We’re saved!”

“His presence ensures our safety!”

For a brief moment, the sky seemed to hold its breath before a thunderous cheer erupted.

All eyes were trained on the figure in the sky, filled with ecstasy, excitement, and renewed hope.

“Brother Gu has arrived just in time. If he had been even a moment later, we might not have survived…”

“But with three great sacred realm beings present, even Brother Gu will face immense challenges.”

How does he plan to handle this?

Ye Langtian and the others breathed a sigh of relief, their expressions breaking into smiles. With Gu Changge’s arrival, they felt more at ease than before.

They couldn’t pinpoint precisely when it had happened, but in their eyes, Gu Changge had become a symbol of stability. With him present, they believed they could weather any crisis—including the threat posed by the inheritor of demonic arts.

“Who are you, youngster? How dare you court death?” The Great Sacred Realm’s existence, concealed within a black robe, seethed with anger as his palm was thwarted. In his eyes, a golden light seemed capable of shattering everything as he fixed his gaze on Gu Changge, his attention drawn to the ancient mirror in Gu Changge’s hand, radiating a murderous aura. It was through this ancient mirror that Gu Changge had just resisted him.

Witnessing this, hope surged in the hearts of onlookers. Gu Changge possessed numerous methods. His very presence here suggested he had a plan. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to stand before Ying Yu and save her life.

“Gu Changge!” Ying Shuang’s gaze also locked onto Gu Changge, brimming with rage, his eyes ablaze with murderous intent and loathing. If it weren’t for the difficulty in activating the golden ancient bell, he would have attempted to kill Gu Changge then and there.

Others might have been oblivious to it, but Ying Shuang knew that Gu Changge likely orchestrated everything— including the recent attack and the subsequent rescue of Ying Yu.

Yet, Gu Changge remained indifferent to Ying Shuang’s hostility. Ignoring the existence of the three fantastic sacred realms before him, he addressed Ying Shuang.

“Brother Ying, why persist in this folly? If you were to simply renounce the forbidden demonic arts, perhaps we could sit down, share a drink, and engage in earnest dialogue.”

“Is this enmity truly worth it? With everyone at each other’s throats, the world becomes naught but a battleground.”

“The forbidden demonic arts should have long vanished into the annals of history. Why cling to such greed?”

Gu Changge sighed softly, his tone filled with regret.

“Gu Changge, you vile villain! All of this is your doing,” Ying Shuang erupted, his anger simmering close to boiling. His composure shattered, replaced by righteous indignation. “If not for you, I wouldn’t be in this predicament! Stop pretending to be virtuous now!”

Hearing Gu Changge’s words, Ying Shuang’s fury threatened to consume him entirely. He no longer appeared as composed as before. At this moment, his only desire was to exact vengeance upon Gu Changge, whom he believed had framed him unjustly. Yet, Gu Changge remained outwardly righteous and dignified. How could such shameless individuals exist in the world?

“I understand you despise me, but if I don’t act, more cultivators will suffer at your hands,” Gu Changge retorted calmly. “Revealing your true nature may stoke your hatred toward me, but it’s the only recourse. While I may not pride myself on being virtuous, I cannot stand by and allow such atrocities.”

Gu Changge’s words left Ying Shuang seething with rage, on the brink of bursting a blood vessel. He had never experienced such intense fury before. In the past, he had been tolerant and unaffected by others’ words. However, Gu Changge’s false accusations in front of every one were intolerable.

“Don’t fret, Mr. Inheritor. We shall dispatch him now!” The three great sacred realm beings spoke in unison, their voices chillingly indifferent. Fixing their gazes upon Gu Changge, they unleashed their attacks.

The terrifying power of the Great Sacred Realm surged through the air, weaving a web of destruction. Some figures hovered cross-legged in the sky, their forms blurred but surrounded by wisps of chaotic mist, ensuring no one could escape.

“Young Master Gu, watch out!” Ying Yu couldn’t help but voice her concern, and her worry was evident.

“No worries,” Gu Changge replied with a faint smile, his hands tracing a luminous fairy light in the air. This fairy light exuded an astonishing aura, intertwining the laws and chains of the Great Dao across different worlds as if forging a furnace capable of reshaping the heavens and earth.

Witnessing Gu Changge’s display, nearby geniuses and creatures trembled, overwhelmed by impending doom. It felt like their essence was frozen, on the brink of destruction, returning to the primordial chaos.

Buzz!

As Gu Changge initiated his technique, a hazy yet formidable oven materialized, radiating a crimson glow with countless strands of Dao aura.

“This is the longevity family’s most potent spell, the Ten Thousand Ways Oven, capable of smelting all things to their essence,” someone recognized, their voice quivering.

“Even with Young Master Changge’s strength, employing such a powerful technique may not be enough to thwart the three great sacred realm beings!” another remarked.

The sky quaked overwhelmingly as the three great sacred realm cultivators unleashed their attacks, converging on Gu Changge. Immortal light erupted incessantly as if the laws of the Great Sacred Realm were on the verge of overturning everything.

Boom!

The void shattered a sight that dumbfounded the three great sacred realm beings. Before their disbelieving eyes, an incomparable divine imprint emerged, depicting mountains, rivers, the sun, the moon, and the entire universe. The brilliance it exuded was mesmerizing, with the laws of Dao spreading throughout the ethereal space.

“Hiss!”

“This… is the Supreme Weapon!”

“Young Master Changge possesses a Supreme Weapon! Is it possible that it’s the divine weapon bestowed by the Ancient Immortal Gu family? To activate it himself is beyond belief.”

In the ensuing moments, shock silenced the onlookers as they struggled to identify the nature of the Supreme Weapon. Despite their uncertainty, the sheer magnitude of its presence was enough to astonish the world.

In the realm of the younger generation, aside from the imperial heirs like Prince Ying, Gu Changge was now revealed to wield a Supreme Weapon—a testament to his formidable background and hidden depths.

How many more secrets did Gu Changge hold? He truly deserves his title as the most influential figure among the youth.

“Not good…”

Observing the unfolding spectacle, the three great sacred realm beings’ expressions shifted, prompting them to retreat hastily. Their resources were stretched thin, and Ying’s prince was still tethered to the golden ancient bell. Sensing the overwhelming might of the Supreme Weapon, they realized the futility of confrontation.

Indeed, none dared to be foolish enough to stand against such power. Whether Great Sacred Realm or quasi-supreme, they appeared feeble and utterly defenceless in the face of a genuine Supreme Artifact.

“Puff…”

At that moment, Gu Changge paled, coughing up a mouthful of blood. It was evident that sustaining the Supreme Artifact was taking its toll on him.

Five-colored divine light emanated from his body, accompanied by an aura of chaos. His bones and bloodline exuded a remarkable divinity, struggling to maintain support.

Witnessing this spectacle, the onlookers’ hearts quaked with admiration and awe. Activating the Supreme Weapon and even delivering a single blow demanded an immense spiritual energy investment. Most would be drained alive attempting such a feat. Yet, Gu Changge persisted, and his strength and determination earned widespread admiration.

“Young Master Changge is sacrificing for the greater good of the world! Such righteousness deserves our admiration!” some young geniuses exclaimed, their eyes filled with reverence and even a hint of fanaticism. Hearing about it was one thing, but witnessing it firsthand ignited a surge of passion within them.

Meanwhile, the three great sacred realm beings seemed to sense something amiss. Exchanging glances, their expressions shifted abruptly.

“No, we must depart immediately! There’s something off about this individual. Staying could attract other ancient beings! We cannot afford to delay,” they concluded hastily.

Upon hearing their decision, many among the younger generation breathed a sigh of relief, fearing the consequences if the three great sacred realm beings unleashed their full power.

“Young Lord, we must leave at once! It’s not safe to linger here any longer!” they urged Ying Shuang, who found it challenging to resist despite his cold and angry demeanor.

With that, the three great sacred realm beings launched an attack, compelling Ying Shuang to vacate the premises. Though he remained outwardly defiant, he was unable to break free. Eventually, they vanished from sight, leaving the scene behind.

Even the protective power emanating from the ancient golden bell swiftly dissipated, leaving behind a landscape of ash and ruin. At this moment, a collective sigh of relief swept through the survivors, replacing the sense of impending doom that had gripped them just moments before. They felt as though they had narrowly escaped catastrophe, their gratitude towards Gu Changge swelling. Without his intervention, they would surely have perished.

Gu Changge observed as Ying Shuang was taken away, choosing neither to intervene nor pursue him. Instead, he retrieved the divine seal hovering within the chaotic mist. Though it was the Immortal Lun seal, Gu Changge had concealed its authentic aura to prevent recognition.

Turning his attention to Ying Yu, Gu Changge shook his head, expressing regret. “It’s a pity…”

“Young Master Gu, you’ve done all you could. None of us expected Ying Shuang to have such formidable backing. Today’s events have been truly shocking,” Ying Yu remarked hastily, urging Gu Changge not to blame himself and expressing her profound gratitude. Whether it was Gu Changge’s sudden rescue or his subsequent confrontation with the three great sacred realm cultivators, his actions were appreciated.

Members of the Heavenly Emperor Mountain also stepped forward, extending their gratitude to Gu Changge.

“What a tumultuous affair,” Gu Changge acknowledged with a nod, his expression tinged with melancholy. Yet, even as he spoke, he couldn’t suppress another about of coughing, staining his clothes with blood. Evidently, the strain of activating the Supreme Artifact had taken its toll on him, injuring his very core.

“Young Master Gu…”

“Young Master Changge, how severe are your injuries? I have various healing medicines…”

“I can offer assistance as well!”

“I too have remedies!”

The sight of Gu Changge’s condition stirred concern among the onlookers, prompting them to offer aid and support. Their hearts tightened with worry as they sought to alleviate his suffering.

“It’s alright, thank you all for your concern. It’s nothing serious,” Gu Changge reassured them with a gentle smile, waving to acknowledge everyone’s attention.

Subsequently, Ye Langtian, Wang Wushuang, Chi Ling, and others approached Gu Changge to express their relief and lingering apprehension.

Before long, news of the events that transpired at this location spread like wildfire, causing a sensation throughout the Heavenly Extinction battlefield and beyond, resonating even in the Southern Heaven and the upper realm for many days.

The various factions of Dao forces were incensed, mainly by losing their young talents on the Heavenly Extinction battlefield. Among them, the Qilin family of the demon world and the Endless Fire Kingdom were the most furious.

The appearance of the inheritor of demonic arts wielding a Supreme Weapon, leading to the massacre of geniuses from various races, stirred waves of terror and anger among countless cultivators.

The revelation of the forbidden demonic power behind Prince Ying added fuel to the fire, shocking and terrifying many. Had it not been for Gu Changge’s timely intervention, there would have been no survivors at the hands of the three great sacred realm beings.

Gu Changge’s reputation soared again as news of his heroic deeds spread. Many were grateful for his intervention.

In response to the uproar, Emperor Mountain swiftly issued a decree, absolving themselves of any association with Prince Ying’s actions and placing the blame solely on him. However, the decree failed to quell the public’s anger, and many Dao forces sought justice from Emperor Mountain.

As tensions simmered across the upper realm, a few days passed in the blink of an eye.

On the Heavenly Extinction battlefield, atop a desolate and uninhabited mountain, Gu Changge stood with hands clasped behind his back, his robes billowing in the wind. His calm and indifferent gaze surveyed the landscape below.

“Master, we’ve carried out your instructions,” one of the three great sacred realm beings spoke respectfully from behind Gu Changge. “After Prince Ying was taken into custody, we deposited him in a remote location and assured him that assistance would arrive soon. He should be safe for now.”

Although these beings were essentially puppets, they possessed a degree of intelligence. Gu Changge was unconcerned about their eventual betrayal; it was a certainty of their nature.

“With Prince Ying’s separation from Emperor Mountain, his luck is running thin,” Gu Changge mused, his expression contemplative. “If my hunch is correct, without the backing of a demonic organization, he’s essentially powerless. However, if that’s not the case, we may need to resort to more drastic measures.”

Gu Changge nodded thoughtfully. Despite the prevailing belief that a demonic organization had taken Ying Shuang, Gu Changge chose not to eliminate him outright. Ying Shuang could serve as bait to lure out any such organization.

“Next, we must uncover the identity of the inheritor of demonic arts,” Gu Changge remarked, his eyes narrowing with determination. He anticipated results from Yan Ji’s investigation into the matter.

Meanwhile, in the Southern Heaven, within a grand pavilion, Ying Yu stood before Princess Mingkong, her expression tired and weary.

“I’m curious, Princess Mingkong, what’s the purpose of summoning me here?” Ying Yu inquired, her silver eyes fixed on the elegant woman before her, her brow furrowed in puzzlement.

Ying Yu found herself unable to withstand the intense scrutiny and imposing presence of Princess Mingkong. It was as if she wasn’t facing a mere woman but a goddess exuding an air of peerless elegance, reigning supreme over the world.

Despite her status as the emperor’s daughter, Ying Yu couldn’t shake the feeling of inferiority in the presence of this formidable figure. She couldn’t discern why Princess Mingkong had summoned her.

“I have a matter to discuss with you,” Princess Mingkong finally spoke, calm yet commanding. “I advise you not to harbor any undue feelings for Gu Changge. Consider this both advice and a warning.”

Having observed Gu Changge’s gallant rescue of Ying Yu, Princess Mingkong averted her gaze, her eyes returning to their usual calm and depth.