I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 291

Chapter 291: Gu Changge didn’t break it, this time, it’s a big disaster

“Not good!”

“Ji Qingxuan is determined to kill me, it’s not good…”

Wang Xiao, who was channeling this magical weapon, bore the brunt of it, groaned, and spewed blood from his mouth.

His face was pale and he couldn’t believe it.

Ji Qingxuan, who usually dared not show any aggression towards him, how did she suddenly find the confidence to attack him today?

“Elder Xuan, save me!”

At this moment, Wang Xiao couldn’t think about anything else and shouted into the void, hoping to summon help.

He knew he couldn’t handle Ji Qingxuan alone. Only the protector could save him now.

“Do you still think help will come?”

Ji Qingxuan frowned, her voice devoid of warmth.

With a flick of her jade hand, the longsword soared through the air, unleashing a flurry of sword lights that cascaded down!

The sight stunned many cultivators and creatures on the street. The sheer force was astonishing.

People transformed into divine lights and soared into the sky, observing the spectacle from afar in shock.

Buildings and pavilions crumbled under the impact.

No one expected a fight to break out in the imperial city of the ancient Vermillion Bird Kingdom.

During this period, the Vermillion Bird King had strictly forbidden any form of conflict to maintain peace in the Vermillion Bird Imperial City.

Many were aware of the rumored presence of the young master of the Gu family in the ancient Vermillion Bird country, which shed light on the Vermillion Bird King’s actions.

“Who are these two individuals? Did they really engage in combat here? The energy fluctuations are incredibly intense…”

“Judging by his age, he must be young. Could he be a prodigy from the True Immortal Academy?”

“Comparing ourselves to them, it feels like we’ve been cultivating for ages with little progress.”

“So, this is what they call genius, otherwise why would they stand out from the crowd?”

Many cultivators were stunned, their hearts roiling with a bitter realization of the gap between themselves and the geniuses.

Without delay, many reached out to the prodigies of the True Immortal Academy.

Who else but such prodigies could possess such formidable strength at such a young age?

The commotion was so intense that it quickly reached the innermost recesses of the palace.

Shocked by the disturbance, many geniuses who were still present transformed into beams of light and hurried over.

“Isn’t that Junior Brother Wang’s voice? What’s happening to him?”

Chu Hao, engaged in conversation with the Vermillion Bird King, couldn’t help but furrow his brow. His cultivation had reached the quasi-supreme realm, allowing him to perceive Wang Xiao’s plea for help almost instantly.

Although he harbored some resentment towards this junior brother for his arrogance and conceit.

But if any mishap befell Wang Xiao in the ancient Vermillion Bird country, neither he nor the ancient Vermillion Bird country could afford the consequences.

With a heavy sigh, Chu Hao decided to investigate the matter firsthand.

“Father, I’m going to check on the situation.”

With those words, Chu Hao took a step, exited the palace, and rushed towards the source of the commotion.

“Hold on!”

Meanwhile, Wang Xiao was locked in combat with Ji Qingxuan.

Upon hearing the voice, a flicker of hope lit up in Wang Xiao’s eyes as he cried out, “Elder Xuan, save me! Ji Qingxuan has lost her mind, she’s trying to kill me.”

In the void, Elder Xuan appeared with a grim expression. His cultivation had reached the peak of the Great Sacred Realm, just a step away from the Quasi-Supreme Realm.

As he materialized, the immense pressure of the Great Sacred Realm enveloped the heavens and the earth, radiating a divine aura so vast it seemed as though an ancient deity had descended.

The world seemed to shift in hue, the atmosphere charged with an ominous energy as a terrifying spectacle unfolded above the imperial capital of the ancient Vermillion Bird Kingdom.

The presence of a Great Sacred being in a small kingdom like the ancient Vermillion Bird country was akin to the arrival of ancestral spirits, only summoned in times of utmost crisis.

Thus, the arrival of a Great Sacred being, let alone one at the pinnacle of the realm, showcased the magnitude of the situation.

“Hiss!”

“A Great Sacred Realm cultivator!”

“It’s unnerving to have attracted a Great Sacred Realm cultivator here…”

Cultivators and creatures alike were shaken to their core, feeling an overwhelming sense of reverence and awe. Many were compelled to bow in the direction of Elder Xuan and kneel.

“Elder Xuan, subdue her for me. She’s out of control today,” Wang Xiao implored, relief flooding through him at Elder Xuan’s arrival.

With a sneer and a malevolent gaze, he fixated on Ji Qingxuan as though she were already defeated.

In his mind, Ji Qingxuan had clearly lost her senses to attack him so recklessly.

But now that Elder Xuan had intervened, there was nothing more for Wang Xiao to concern himself with regarding Ji Qingxuan.

“Miss Ji, are you aware of your actions?” Elder Xuan’s voice cut through the tension, his gaze icy.

However, he refrained from immediate attack. Instead, he regarded Ji Qingxuan with a cold stare, his robe billowing as he summoned forth a burst of yellow light.

From within his robes emerged a yellow gourd shrouded in chaotic mist, exuding an aura capable of shaping worlds. It hung suspended between his sleeves, poised to subdue Ji Qingxuan should she fail to provide a satisfactory response.

“Who are you to harass the powerless?” Ji Qingxuan’s demeanor remained icy, showing no signs of fear. She continued, her tone sharp, “I fail to comprehend your audacity in attacking me.”

“If my master were to learn of this, even a being of the Great Sacred Realm such as yourself would not elude death.”

“Master…”

“Ji Qingxuan, what is the meaning of this?” Elder Xuan’s brow furrowed. His initial reaction was to question Ji Qingxuan’s sanity for uttering such perplexing words.

Nearby cultivators and geniuses were equally taken aback by her declaration.

Could a Great Sacred Realm cultivator truly face death?

Was this white-clad woman truly as formidable as she claimed? Who was she

Several individuals recognized Ji Qingxuan, their voices trembling slightly as they spoke up amidst the murmurs of shock.

“This girl appears to be the companion of Young Master Changge,” stated a tall man adorned with scales. He was a True Immortal Academy prodigy who had yet to join the battle against the creatures of Heavenly Extinction.

Having caught a glimpse of Gu Changge from afar, he distinctly recalled seeing this white-clad woman by his side.

Enthralled by her remarkable beauty, he had lingered on her image, allowing it to imprint itself upon his memory.

However, his observation was swiftly overshadowed by the astonished chatter of the surrounding cultivators, his words lost amidst the commotion.

“Not good, something major’s about to go down.” The genius’s complexion paled as he contemplated the potential repercussions of the unfolding events. With haste, he departed the scene, his mind racing with thoughts of reporting the matter to the palace. He couldn’t afford to be blamed by Young Master Changge if things went south.

“Lao Xuan, quit wasting time with her. Ji Qingxuan is dead set on killing me today…” Wang Xiao’s voice, heavy with gloom, echoed across the field. He bore the marks of his confrontation with Ji Qingxuan, visibly wounded.

“You’ve got the wrong person. I’m not the Ji Qingxuan you’re looking for,” Ji Qingxuan retorted, her brow furrowed, her voice cutting through the air with an icy chill.

“You’re still playing innocent? You won’t admit it until you’re caught red-handed. Elder Xuan, attack!” Wang Xiao’s smile dripped with malice as he issued the command.

Buzz!!

Without hesitation, Xuan Lao nodded, opting for action over words. With a sweep of his robe, the yellow gourd emerged, expanding in size as it became enveloped in chaotic mist.

The overwhelming pressure of the Great Sacred Realm descended, casting Ji Qingxuan adrift like a tiny vessel in a stormy sea, teetering on the brink of capsizing. Her complexion drained of color, yet her gaze remained composed and frigid.

Swoosh!

In the next instant, from the mouth of the gourd, a torrent of sword energy erupted, swelling to the size of a mountain peak, rending the sky with its terrifying might and shrouding the surroundings in an unrelenting aura of death.

“No, retreat!”

“The Great Sacred’s attack has upended everything. This is beyond our capacity to withstand!”

The expressions of all cultivators and creatures turned to sheer panic as they transformed into beams of light, swiftly fleeing the area. None wished to be caught in even the slightest aftermath of the devastation.

With a sharp exhale, Ji Qingxuan’s demeanor shifted. She hadn’t anticipated Elder Xuan’s ruthlessness in deploying such a formidable killing technique. Thankfully, she possessed ample life-saving artifacts, and she shattered a jade talisman at the critical moment.

A protective shield of white light materialized, shielding her from the onslaught of sword energy. However, despite the defense, Ji Qingxuan was still sent hurtling through the air, crashing into nearby buildings and pavilions.

Her internal organs felt as though they’d been pulverized, each cough bringing forth shards of blood. Her complexion turned even paler, drained of all color.

“This is strange.”

“Why is she showing no fear, no hint of remorse? Is she welcoming death?”

Elder Xuan also sensed that something was amiss. Ji Qingxuan’s indifference to his attack seemed almost calculated, raising suspicions of a hidden agenda.

Could it be that, after everything that had transpired, Ji Qingxuan was seeking her own demise?

The thought gave Elder Xuan pause.

“Does Ji Qingxuan truly desire death?” Wang Xiao furrowed his brow, a sense of unease creeping into his thoughts.

Buzz!!

At that moment, a golden divine light descended from the heavens, embodying the essence of celestial law. It was Chu Hao, arriving on the scene.

“Junior Brother Wang, what’s going on?” Chu Hao queried, his brow furrowed in puzzlement as he approached Wang Xiao, who stood nearby with a troubled expression. Upon hearing Wang Xiao’s plea for help, Chu Hao had hurried to his aid, though it seemed he was a step behind.

Now, it appeared that Wang Xiao’s distress wasn’t as dire as initially perceived, considering the presence of a guardian at the peak of the Great Sacred Realm. Who would dare to harm him?

“Senior Brother, I don’t understand. Junior Sister Ji seemed completely unhinged today. I merely attempted to reason with her, and she appeared ready to kill me,” Wang Xiao recounted, casting himself as the victim and exuding an air of confusion and bewilderment.

“Junior Sister Ji lost control?” Chu Hao was taken aback. The notion seemed incredulous to him.

He knew Ji Qingxuan’s temperament well. If Wang Xiao hadn’t provoked her greatly, why would she resort to violence?

Lost control? It sounded like a convenient excuse concocted by Wang Xiao.

In truth, Ji Qingxuan’s standing within the family wasn’t particularly favorable at the moment.

Sighing inwardly, Chu Hao realized the situation had grown complicated. Would he need to hold Wang Xiao accountable?

The notion seemed far-fetched.

“Elder Brother, what’s going on? Why is everyone gathered here?” A chilly, skeptical voice broke the silence as a beautiful woman approached from a distance, wearing a puzzled expression.

Her delicate features resembled carved jade, radiant and flawless, her complexion as fair as snow—a true marvel of celestial craftsmanship.

Upon sighting her, Chu Hao, Wang Xiao, and Elder Xuan were all struck dumb, their eyes widening in disbelief.

Nearby cultivators, who had witnessed the earlier events, shared in their astonishment, some even rubbing their eyes in disbelief.

Wasn’t this the woman who had been struck by the sword energy and thrown into the ruins? How could she appear unscathed, even changing her attire?

No, these were two distinct individuals who happened to bear an uncanny resemblance!

Realization dawned on many as the truth unfolded.

“Junior Sister Ji, you’re unharmed. That’s a relief; I feared the worst,” Chu Hao exclaimed, oblivious to the shocked expressions of his companions, assuming the astonishing display was par for the course for Ji Qingxuan.

“Junior Sister Ji…”

“Who was that woman who resembled you so closely earlier?” Wang Xiao finally managed to voice his bewilderment, struggling to comprehend the existence of two identical Ji Qingxuans.

Who was the assailant who had attacked him? Wang Xiao had never heard of Ji Qingxuan having a twin or a sister.

“A woman who looks exactly like me?” “Ji Qingxuan” echoed in surprise, then questioned, “How did you come to know I was searching for such a person?”

“This…” Wang Xiao’s expression froze, realizing the gravity of the situation, especially in light of the woman in white’s earlier remarks. A sense of foreboding gripped him once more.

It dawned on him that it wasn’t Ji Qingxuan who changed attire, but rather another individual bearing an uncanny resemblance, whom he had mistaken for Ji Qingxuan. Quickly, the pieces fell into place for Wang Xiao.

“Master, something’s amiss. It appears we’ve misidentified the individual…” Elder Xuan’s tone grew somber, recognizing the potential consequences of their error. In the Ancient Vermillion Bird Country, the assemblage of such young and formidable talents from the True Immortal Academy suggested the individual’s background was not to be taken lightly.

“What exactly is happening here?” Chu Hao’s furrowed brow betrayed his confusion as he sought answers. Realization dawned on him as well. Wang Xiao and Xuan had misidentified a stranger as Ji Qingxuan.

“Where is this woman?” “Ji Qingxuan,” or rather Su Qingge, inquired anxiously, her surprise evident. She had observed Ji Qingxuan’s actions with complex emotions, never expecting such ruthlessness from her. It underscored the depth of Ji Qingxuan’s animosity towards Wang Xiao to resort to such tactics.

Boom!!

However, their conversation was abruptly interrupted as a shockwave rippled through the air. Divine lights streaked across the sky in the distance, heralding the arrival of a formidable presence.

At the forefront was a young man clad in billowing white robes, exuding an aura of divinity as though the cosmos itself bowed before him.

“It’s Young Master Changge!” exclaimed a sharp-eyed cultivator.

“Who would’ve thought this altercation would draw the attention of Young Master Changge? Looks like we’re in for quite a spectacle.”

“I wonder, what brings Young Master Changge here? Is he here to simply observe?”

Many cultivators were taken aback by the unexpected appearance of Gu Changge. News of his arrival in the Ancient Vermillion Bird Country had already circulated widely, with most aware of his residence within the palace.

“So, that’s Young Master Changge…”

“First time seeing him in person,” remarked Su Qingge, appearing surprised and oblivious to the less-than-pleased expressions of Xuan Lao and Wang Xiao.

“Why would he be startled too?” Chu Hao furrowed his brow, sensing an air of unease surrounding Gu Changge that contradicted his gentle facade.

“Master, could it be…” Elder Xuan’s voice grew grave, the sense of foreboding deepening.

“Impossible. Considering Gu Changge’s status, he’s likely just passing through. And if that woman in white is indeed connected to him, there would surely be someone here to protect her,” Wang Xiao reasoned, attempting to reassure himself. Despite being a direct disciple of the hidden royal family, his status paled in comparison to Gu Changge’s.

However, Wang Xiao’s reassurances quickly faltered as he observed the divine light descending towards them from the sky, accompanied by the hurried movements of nearby cultivators and geniuses.

As Gu Changge landed, his expression remained impassive. He cast a penetrating gaze towards Su Qingge before nodding and stating, “It’s fine.”

Su Qingge stood in stunned silence for a moment before voicing her confusion, “Is Young Master Changge addressing me?” Despite her bewilderment, a sense of warmth enveloped her. She had expected Gu Changge to swiftly intervene upon hearing of her confrontation with a cultivator of the Great Sacred Realm. Assuming the guise of “Ji Qingxuan,” she had taken the initiative, yet Gu Changge seemed oblivious to the distinction between her and Ji Qingxuan.

“What’s the meaning of this?” Gu Changge’s eyes narrowed as he observed Su Qingge. Despite her change of attire and accessories, her essence remained unchanged. She was unmistakably Su Qingge. What was her motive?

A sudden recollection of Su Qingge’s destined quest surfaced in Gu Changge’s mind—a quest tied to her familial ties. It appeared Su Qingge sought to seize this opportunity to alter her fate and concoct an escape plan. Gu Changge deduced her intentions swiftly but chose not to confront her. If Su Qingge had designs of her own, he saw no need to interfere. After all, as the inheritor of demonic arts, she couldn’t remain tethered to him indefinitely; her value lay in her independence.

“I never expected this girl to resemble my servant,” Gu Changge remarked, a wry smile gracing his lips. “It seems I’ve mistaken her identity.”

With that, Gu Changge offered no further comment, turning on his heel and striding away in the opposite direction.

Upon hearing Gu Changge’s words, Wang Xiao and Elder Xuan’s faces drained of color, their bodies drenched in cold sweat.

They had heard correctly.

Gu Changge himself had acknowledged that Ji Qingxuan bore a resemblance to his maid.

“It’s over…”

“This spells disaster.”

Even Elder Xuan, with his formidable cultivation, felt a shiver run down his spine, his limbs weakened, and a chilling sensation coursing through his body.

It was clear: they were in deep trouble.