I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 306

Chapter 306: The two of you have a vicious plan; I can solve this without doing it myself

Buzz!

There surged a power, vast and astounding, far surpassing Ying Shuang’s usual strength.

Within his blood, an ancient and weighty power stirred.

With the five-coloured glow in his eyes, a terrifying phantom condensed behind him, resembling an unrivalled emperor, devouring the landscape and unmatched through the ages.

The entire teahouse quaked as if on the brink of rupture.

At this moment, his entire being felt ablaze, even his hair radiating brilliance, his eyes akin to celestial blades, resounding with a clang!

“I’ve been waiting for you to make a move,” Gu Changge remarked, smiling calmly as he set down his teacup.

Observing this, Yin Mei, standing behind him, instantly grasped Gu Changge’s intent.

Puff!

Stepping forward, she raised her jade hand, a series of dazzling lights emerging and cascading towards Ying Shuang.

It appeared splendid, with radiance soaring into the heavens, visible from all directions.

However, this attack lacked potency, breaking apart before reaching Ying Shuang.

Ying Shuang’s mastery over his power had evolved beyond its previous simplicity.

With a mere gesture, he thwarted Yin Mei’s assault, sending her flying backward.

Her white attire was stained with blood as she tumbled out of the teahouse.

“This…”

Ying Shuang was momentarily taken aback. He hadn’t anticipated Yin Mei’s lack of resistance, unable to withstand even a casual blow.

Many geniuses and cultivators outside were still reeling from the sudden eruption of a startling aura when they witnessed a figure hurtling out, coughing blood and crashing down.

Before they could process what had happened, a terrifying aura burst forth from the teahouse, reducing numerous buildings to rubble.

“That’s…”

“Yin Mei, the Heavenly Maiden from the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox Clan!”

One keen-eyed genius promptly identified Yin Mei’s form, utterly astonished.

“What’s going on? Why did Yin Mei, the Heavenly Maiden, suddenly sustain injuries and fall? Was she in a battle just now?”

Numerous geniuses were bewildered. Who would dare to engage in conflict with Yin Mei at this moment?

“What happened to the Heavenly Maiden? She looks so pale and distressed…”

As geniuses noticed Yin Mei’s pallor and bloodless countenance, they couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy.

Yet, they soon realized it might be attributed to the unique allure of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox Clan.

When their lives were on the line, they would instinctively reveal their abilities, a unique method of saving themselves.

This only indicated that Heavenly Maiden Yin Mei had been pushed to the brink of life and death.

“Damn, even someone as stunning as Yin Mei, the Heavenly Maiden, is facing off against an inheritor of demonic arts, isn’t she?”

Several young geniuses wore expressions of anger, their fists clenched tightly, ready to play the hero and rescue the damsel in distress. In doing so, they might win the heart of such a beautiful woman.

Indeed, many other geniuses entertained the same notion.

After all, there weren’t many women as striking as Yin Mei.

“Cough cough… It’s Prince Ying!”

“The one who attacked her is Prince Ying, the inheritor of demonic arts.”

“He’s inside!”

However, at that moment, Yin Mei staggered, coughing up blood, her face drained of color, evoking pity from others.

Her voice quivered slightly, tinged with fear, as she recognized the identity of her assailant.

“What?”

“Prince Ying, the inheritor of demonic arts? Is that him?”

“Why is he here in the ancient Xuanwu country? Didn’t Heavenly King Zi Yang go after him?”

“How could he be here? Could it be that Heavenly King Zi Yang never pursued the inheritor of demonic arts before? Was it all just a ploy to let him escape?”

Upon hearing these words, everyone was momentarily stunned and then erupted into commotion. The expressions of many geniuses and cultivators shifted, some even displaying fear and horror.

After all, the practitioner of demonic arts was someone who had repeatedly eluded Gu Changge!

Even Yin Mei had been gravely wounded by him and appeared to be on death’s doorstep.

If they rushed forward recklessly, wouldn’t they meet the same fate?

Contemplating this, the few geniuses who had been ready to intervene hesitated and faltered.

Yin Mei, too, took a deep breath, her gaze fixed on the shattered teahouse. “If I hadn’t reacted swiftly, I would have been in dire straits as well,” she remarked.

As she spoke, a profound hatred flickered in her eyes.

“Bai Lie, the young master of the White Tiger clan, met a tragic end at the hands of the inheritor of demonic arts. I never imagined he’d spare me,” she added.

Hearing this, the expressions of many geniuses shifted once more.

“This isn’t good!”

“Yin Mei did this deliberately. I barely laid a hand on her.”

Inside the teahouse, now reduced to rubble, Ying Shuang remained dust-covered.

Upon hearing Yin Mei’s words, his expression changed dramatically as he swiftly grasped her intent.

Cursing inwardly, he marveled at the cunning of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox Clan. Countless individuals fell for their deception.

Even he had been deceived by Yin Mei before without realizing it.

“Where’s Gu Changge…”

His expression shifted again as he scanned the surroundings, a growing unease gnawing at him.

Moments ago, he had been wary of Gu Changge’s actions, but he hadn’t anticipated Gu Changge vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Didn’t he promise to aid me?

“Gu Changge, show yourself!”

“If you dare to frame me, can’t you face the consequences?”

Ying Shuang seethed with anger, his furious voice echoing from all directions.

The aura of the Emperor’s bloodline was well-known throughout the entire Upper Realm.

“At a time like this, he’s still taunting Young Master Changge. He must be truly insane.”

“It’s definitely him! Prince Ying! How many geniuses have fallen victim to him, and how many talents have been devoured? He doesn’t deserve to live!”

“Damn, the inheritor of demonic arts stole my brother’s essence, I’ll take him on!”

“No matter, it’s the duty of cultivators to defeat demons and protect the world. What’s there to fear from a mere inheritor of demonic arts?”

The moment Ying Shuang appeared, the eyes of many cultivators below suddenly turned red.

The atmosphere became charged with madness, murderous intent, and righteous fury.

They wielded various divine weapons, divine light pulsating, casting a dazzling glow that pierced through the sky with formidable power.

They were all individuals who harbored grudges against inheritors of demonic arts. Naturally, they wouldn’t hesitate to act now. With their numbers, they surged forward, intent on subduing Ying Shuang!

“Don’t let him escape!”

Even amidst the chaos, Yin Mei didn’t forget to shout, her delicate features twisted with deep hatred and murderous intent.

“Detestable!”

Observing this, Ying Shuang’s expression shifted once more as he contemplated escape. The more geniuses converged here, the more difficult his situation would become.

At this moment, he had already gleaned the intentions of Gu Changge and Yin Mei—to bait him into revealing himself, thereby drawing other geniuses to pursue and eliminate him.

In such a scenario, Gu Changge wouldn’t even need to dirty his own hands to finish him off.

“From whence does the inheritor of demonic arts hail?”

To the east, a roar echoed, followed by a burst of five-colored divine light, accompanied by a surge of golden radiance.

A heroic and martial-looking young man arrived, riding a four-spirit chariot, exuding a fierce aura, surrounded by visions of creatures like the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise.

It was Prince Sheng, the other prince of Emperor Mountain.

He had also hastened to the ancient country of Xuanwu!

Behind Prince Sheng, Jin Chan mounted on a golden-winged bird, also arrived.

He intoned a Buddhist chant, his countenance exuding compassion and tranquility. “All who wield the demonic arts shall face retribution.”

As the chant resonated, numerous golden Buddha lights enveloped the sky and the earth.

Faintly, figures resembling Buddhas, Vajras, and Bodhisattvas could be discerned, seated in meditation behind him, radiating compassion and offering salvation to all beings.

The pressure of the Sacred Realm bore down heavily, a purple-golden bowl appearing amid the divine aura.

A resonant hum emanated from above as thousands of Buddha lights descended in unison.

Prince Sheng also launched his attack, conjuring a dazzling holy sword from his palm, gleaming with divine might.

For a moment, the eastern sky was shrouded by the figures of the two individuals, the power of the law pulsating as various sacred realm principles descended.

“Prince Sheng!”

“Jin Chan Buddha!”

“This is excellent! With these two potential disciples, the inheritor of demonic arts won’t escape even if he sprouts wings!”

Observing the spectacle, many genius cultivators below erupted with excitement.

Even those who had hesitated moments before now charged forward as if fueled by a deep-seated grudge against the inheritor of demonic arts.

“Damn it, Gu Changge and Yin Mei, your scheme is despicable…”

Ying Shuang’s expression darkened, lacking the luxury of time for further contemplation. He transformed into divine light and swiftly bolted in another direction.

Remaining here at this juncture would only lead to inevitable encirclement and attacks from all the geniuses.

His speed was unmatched, hardly pausing for even half a moment.

Yet, Prince Sheng and Jin Chan remained hot on his heels, runes flashing across the soles of their feet with each step.

“Indeed, that’s Ying Shuang!”

“Halt, for today I shall end you and cleanse the dishonor inflicted upon Emperor Mountain!”

Prince Sheng’s gaze turned icy as he fixed his gaze on the fleeing figure of Ying Shuang, his divine radiance brimming with subdued excitement.

From the day he was born, he proclaimed to the outside world his intent to track down Ying Shuang and personally dispatch the traitor who delved into forbidden demonic arts and betrayed Emperor Mountain.

He expended considerable effort in his search for Ying Shuang, yet ultimately found no leads.

He hadn’t anticipated stumbling upon Ying Shuang today in the ancient Xuanwu country. He had come intending to witness the confrontation between Gu Changge and Heavenly King Zi Yang, but fate had led him to Ying Shuang effortlessly.

At that moment, all he needed to do was eliminate Ying Shuang. Wouldn’t that signify his strength surpassing Gu Changge’s? After all, Gu Changge faced the inheritor of demonic arts multiple times but allowed him to slip away.

“Amitabha, the donor’s hand is too heavy with the blade. I implore the donor to lay down the butcher’s knife and seek enlightenment on the spot,” Jin Chan Buddha advised serenely, reciting a Buddhist chant.

The purple-golden bowl behind him hurtled towards Ying Shuang like a shooting star, its mountainous form expanding as if to engulf him.

Though both he and Prince Sheng emitted auras from the sacred realm, their displayed strengths were far from simple— their power could only be described as explosive.

Many geniuses and cultivators watching the battle underwent a shift in expression, realizing for the first time the terrifying might of the Candidate Disciples.

Against such formidable opponents in the Sacred realm, they stood no chance.

“Miss Yin Mei, are you alright?”

Amidst the spectators’ gazes, a tall, slender girl with silver hair approached Yin Mei. Seeing her grievous injuries, concern filled her voice.

Yin Mei shook her head weakly. “I’ll be fine after some rest.”

The silver-haired girl was none other than Ying Shuang’s sister, Ying Yu.

She cast a glance at the fleeing Ying Shuang in the distance, her expression complex. “I never expected Ying Shuang to hide here and alter his appearance like this,” she remarked.

“Yin Mei, how did you encounter him?” she asked, curiosity and skepticism evident in her tone.

Yin Mei took a healing elixir, her complexion improving significantly before responding, “I didn’t initially realize he was the inheritor of demonic arts.”

“He’s been secretly shadowing me for days, sometimes not bothering to conceal it. Today, I intended to confront him…”

“But I never anticipated his sudden violent attack,” she added with a helpless sigh.

“Miss, are you alright? Dealing with stalkers can be quite distressing!” A young maid suddenly interjected from the outskirts of the crowd, her face filled with worry and concern.

“I’m fine. Luckily, I reacted swiftly. Otherwise, I might have fallen victim to his betrayal,” Yin Mei replied, shaking her head.

Ying Yu sighed softly, having pieced together the events from their conversation.

Initially, Ying Shuang likely planned to assail Yin Mei, but his repeated close calls had finally come to an end this time.

Though Yin Mei downplayed it, narrowly escaping a dire situation required more than just quick reflexes. The prowess of the inheritor of demonic arts was not to be underestimated, nor was Yin Mei’s strength. She had evaded danger from someone associated with the practitioner in the past.

Such circumstances were hardly simple.

“Ying Shuang, cease your obsession!” Coldness flickered in Ying Yu’s eyes, silver light shimmering as she prepared to confront him.

“I heard the practitioner of demonic arts has surfaced?”

“Where is he?”

Prince Sheng and Jin Chan continued their pursuit of Ying Shuang.

Boom!

The sky quivered, accompanied by dazzling and resplendent ripples.

Above, a golden avenue stretched forth from the heavens, shining with immortal light and immortal significance. A young man walked upon it, his eyes bright, his hair billowing, exuding an air of detachment.

It was Gu Changge.

“Senior Brother Changge…”

Yin Mei paused for a moment before calling out with a serene smile.

“Brother Changge!”

Ying Yu expressed mild surprise before hastily greeting him. “I didn’t expect Brother Changge to arrive so promptly.”

Gu Changge smiled. “I received word from my subordinates and decided to come ahead.”

“It appears the practitioner of demonic arts has not departed the ancient Xuanwu country.”

He stated, intent on pursuing Ying Shuang.

With a graceful descent, he approached Yin Mei’s side, his expression one of surprise and concern. “What’s wrong, Junior Sister Yin Mei? You seem severely injured?”

Coughing, Yin Mei couldn’t help but spew blood, staining her dress and rendering her pale and wan.

Her steps faltered as if she might collapse, but Gu Changge swiftly moved to support her, and she leaned into his arms.

“Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Changge. I encountered the inheritor of demonic arts and sustained this injury, but it’s nothing serious. I just need to focus on cultivation,” she replied, flashing a subtle glance that only Gu Changge caught.

“Don’t fret, Junior Sister Yin Mei. I will ensure the inheritor of demonic arts pays for harming you,” Gu Changge reassured her, his tone turning cold and relentless.

“What a sly fox…” Ying Yu noticed Yin Mei’s subtle gesture and couldn’t help but secretly pursed her lips. It seemed Yin Mei held some interest in Gu Changge.

Moments ago, she appeared fine, but upon Gu Changge’s arrival, she suddenly weakened and couldn’t even stand steady.

Yet, she chose not to dwell on it.

Boom!

Afterward, Gu Changge continued. He released Yin Mei and swiftly moved in the direction of the earlier disturbance. Along the way, many geniuses immediately recognized him.

Their reactions ranged from shock to excitement, far more relaxed than when Jin Chan Buddha and Prince Sheng had acted moments ago.

“It’s Young Master Changge!”

“Young Master Changge has arrived too!”

“This is it! With Young Master Changge taking action alongside Jin Chan Buddha and Prince Sheng, the practitioner of demonic arts is surely doomed today. We won’t have to fear encountering him anymore!”

Many geniuses expressed their joy and excitement, eagerly trailing behind to witness the impending battle.

“Gu Changge?”

“You think you’re worthy of being hailed as the strongest of our generation?”

Ying Shuang, noticing Gu Changge’s belated arrival, cursed inwardly. Despite his resentment, he couldn’t deny Gu Changge’s speed. If not for him, how could Ying Shuang have been exposed?

Now Gu Changge appeared oblivious, trailing behind.

This fueled Ying Shuang’s extreme sense of grievance and anger, leaving him to seethe silently.

“The inheritor of demonic arts, are you finally ready to reveal yourself?”

Gu Changge’s robes billowed as he walked with hands clasped behind his back, chasing after the divine lights in the sky. His movement seemed almost instantaneous, blurring the void with his incredible speed.

He spoke lightly, his tone unusually indifferent, before surging forward. Countless runes flickered in his palm, laws descending, and then a brilliant sword light burst forth like a stellar explosion.

These sword beams fragmented into countless paths, descending from all directions with a resounding clang, formidable and overwhelming!

Boom!

As the sword light descended, the sky darkened, enveloped in an awe-inspiring divine might. Mountains crumbled to ash, leaving the pursuing geniuses in awe and fear. What kind of power could alter the very sky with a mere movement?

“As expected of Young Master Changge!”

“With the power of the Sacred Realm, he commands the supreme laws!”

“Young Master Changge’s prowess never fails to impress. A single stroke contains the essence of Supreme laws…”

Astounded geniuses voiced their sincere admiration, their eyes gleaming with awe.

Puff!

Confronting Gu Changge’s formidable strike, Ying Shuang’s expression shifted. A radiant brilliance erupted from his heart, summoning forth the golden ancient bell once again.

This was a supreme weapon!

Each time it sensed imminent danger, it stirred to life, shielding Ying Shuang from fatal blows. This time was no exception.

Despite coughing up blood, Ying Shuang pressed on, determined to escape. The golden ancient bell transformed into a formidable mountain range, radiating a surging golden light that seemed capable of shattering the universe with its supreme aura.

“Amitabha, we leave this matter to Young Master Changge. Let us pursue the inheritor of demonic arts before he slips away,” Jin Chan Buddha spoke, taking the initiative as he believed Gu Changge could contend with the supreme weapon.

With that, he and Prince Sheng set off to hunt down Ying Shuang.

“Brother Jin Chan underestimates me, but there’s no need to waste time on explanations,” Gu Changge remarked with a slight smile, accepting the task.

Prince Sheng glanced at him, feeling a twinge of surprise and a hint of suspicion.

However, leaving the task to Gu Changge to handle the Supreme Weapon was a convenient solution, so he remained silent and continued the pursuit.

Yet, Ying Shuang’s speed was remarkable, quickly traversing tens of thousands of miles away from the ancient Xuanwu country. Even Jin Chan Buddha and Prince Sheng found it challenging to keep up immediately.

Frowning, they couldn’t afford to run wholeheartedly like Ying Shuang since they had to activate their divine weapons continuously.

“It seems he’s headed toward the area of the Absolute Heavenly Extinction calamity. The gray fog ahead is dense with a Heavenly Extinction aura. If we charge in recklessly, we might get lost,” Prince Sheng suggested, eyeing the ominous fog.

“What if we split up? Should we pursue this separately?” he proposed, glancing at Jin Chan Buddha with a peculiar expression.

Jin Chan Buddha concurred, paying no heed to Prince Sheng’s inner thoughts. “Be cautious, Prince Sheng,” he advised before swiftly darting into the gray fog. Prince Sheng watched him coldly, then turned and headed in the opposite direction.

Since Ying Shuang’s aura still bore traces of Emperor Mountain, Prince Sheng wasn’t concerned about losing him.

“This time, I’ll surely end the practitioner of demonic arts,” he vowed internally. Despite the challenges posed by the inheritor, his confidence remained steadfast.

“Jin Chan Buddha and Prince Sheng have entered the mist, splitting up. It shouldn’t be too dangerous,” some observers noted, relieved by the decision.

“Indeed, in situations like this, it’s wise to stick together,” another concurred.

“Leaving Young Master Changge to handle that supreme weapon…” murmured others, their expressions reflecting a mix of concern and apprehension. They hesitated to follow suit, wary of the unfolding events.

“A supreme weapon can’t hinder me,” Gu Changge asserted confidently, eliciting curious gazes from the onlookers. With a chuckle, he summoned forth a vast wave of supreme pressure behind him.

It manifested like an endless expanse of mountains and rivers, gradually rising into view. Infinite in power and scope, it defied verbal description, seeming to strain the very fabric of the sky.

A monumental seal of mountains and rivers emerged, adorned with intricate and ancient glyphs, exuding an awe-inspiring supreme aura.

This, too, was a supreme weapon.

Boom!

The collision between the two supreme weapons unleashed a devastating aftermath akin to a myriad of stars exploding in unison. The resulting light was blinding, making it difficult to keep one’s eyes open.

Seizing the moment, Gu Changge swiftly maneuvered past the golden ancient bell.