I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 386

Chapter 386: Doesn’t that make the joy double? how did he do it

Wang Ziji possessed exquisite and flawless facial features, her nose bridge small, her eyebrows akin to emeralds, her lips tinted with a delicate red hue. Her black hair cascaded like a waterfall, radiating a subtle gleam, while her skin boasted a complexion as fair as snow and as smooth as jade. One could easily believe she emerged from the very essence of Heavenly Spring.

As her large eyes blinked, a clever and mischievous glint danced within them. Walking behind Gu Changge, hands clasped behind her back, she exuded a hint of old-fashioned elegance, yet her allure was undeniable, captivating all who beheld her.

“Brother Gu, may I pose a question?” she inquired, a smile gracing her lips, though she suspected Gu Changge might wish to throttle her at that very moment. Nevertheless, she relished the thrill of the chase.

Gu Changge arched an eyebrow, caught off guard by her sudden query. “You may not,” he responded with a slight smile, declining her request.

He proceeded to amble leisurely along the path ahead, seemingly indifferent to her presence. The secret of the human ancestor’s reincarnation could be concealed from the common folk, but not from Wang Ziji. Gu Changge harbored no intention to deceive; this was mutually beneficial to both him and the Human Ancestor Hall. As for Wang Ziji, she was free to pursue her own endeavors.

Unfazed by Gu Changge’s response, Wang Ziji maintained her smile. “Could it be that Brother Gu has forgotten his promise to me?” she quipped, producing the jade pendant he had gifted her from her sleeve.

Gu Changge regarded her with a hint of exasperation, appearing somewhat resigned. “Why must Miss Ziji persist in such matters? Some questions are not easily answered,” he replied, a touch of helplessness in his voice.

Wang Ziji huffed lightly. “So Brother Gu implies that his previous commitments hold no weight?” she retorted. “If Gu agrees to something, he always follows through. However, on this matter, I have no further comment,” Gu Changge responded with a tinge of resignation, though his gaze remained steadfast and unwavering.

“Very well, if Brother Gu is reluctant to divulge, then so be it,” Wang Ziji conceded. “Besides, now that you’re the Human Ancestor and I’m the holy maiden of the Human Ancestor Hall, wouldn’t you say our bond has deepened?”

With this response, Wang Ziji ceased pressing the matter further, realizing Gu Changge’s reticence. Accepting the jade pendant, she approached Gu Changge, her tone shifting as she spoke with a smile. “Indeed, if you’re to lead the Ancestral Hall in the future, I trust Holy Maiden Ziji will offer her assistance,” Gu Changge replied, catching a whiff of her delicate fragrance.

“Absolutely, no doubt about it,” he affirmed with a smile. “And who does Brother Gu think is more beautiful, me or Holy Maiden Chu Chu?” Wang Ziji inquired, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at him.

To her, the outcome of their journey to the Supreme God’s tomb paled in comparison to unmasking Gu Changge’s true nature. “Let’s see how you maintain your facade in front of me,” she mused silently.

At that moment, Wang Ziji pondered her actions, sensing she was dancing on the edge of a blade, knowing a misstep could result in harm.

“Miss Ziji and Holy Maiden Chu Chu possess unique strengths, making it difficult to compare,” Gu Changge remarked calmly, his expression unchanged, aware of the underlying motive behind her words.

Since their first encounter, Wang Ziji had displayed an unusual fondness for him, a sentiment she continued to express inadvertently. Initially, Gu Changge had entertained the notion of exploiting her favor for his benefit, but he soon realized it was futile. Wang Ziji, unlike other fortuitous individuals, was a transmigrator hailing from the Ancient Immortal Wang lineage, blessed with immortality and divine companions. Her destiny was predetermined, rendering any attempt to capitalize on her fortune fruitless.

As he reflected on their interactions, Gu Changge recognized that Wang Ziji’s fondness for him stemmed from mere curiosity, nothing more.

With such a realization, Gu Changge decided to pay Wang Ziji little mind. Dealing with her would prove troublesome, considering her array of life-saving measures and enigmatic companion. Suppressing her luck points was a tedious task, and engaging in meaningless endeavors seemed futile. It was more practical to cast her aside, for Wang Ziji’s very nature made it impossible to impede him. However, if she were to become a hindrance, he would address the matter accordingly.

“Brother Gu, if that’s your stance, does it mean you desire both?” Wang Ziji queried with a boldness akin to that of a mischievous demoness.

Perplexed by her inquiry, Gu Changge shook his head, sighing softly. “What does Miss Ziji mean? Gu seems a bit puzzled,” he replied, sensing her attempt to gauge his intentions.

Gu Changge’s adeptness at handling such situations was impeccable, unless he wished to divulge something to Wang Ziji. However, he had yet to reach a point where he could trust her implicitly.

“Never mind if you don’t understand,” Wang Ziji remarked, her tone tinged with resignation. “I wonder what kind of woman could capture the heart of someone like Brother Gu.”

Unfazed by Gu Changge’s response, Wang Ziji sighed faintly, as if sensing something deeper beneath the surface.

In public, Gu Changge always exuded an air of politeness, grace, and serenity, his responses impeccably crafted to deflect any probing. Revealing his true self proved a daunting task.

Despite the challenge, Wang Ziji refused to relent. In the midst of monotonous cultivation, she found solace in this intriguing pursuit.

“Miss Ziji, could it be that you’re dropping hints for me?” Gu Changge smiled, his tone light.

Wang Ziji inwardly rolled her eyes at his seemingly effortless deflection. Despite her best efforts, Gu Changge remained unfazed, sparking a moment of self-doubt. Was her beauty lacking? Her charm fading? Or was Gu Changge simply drawn to the aloof strength of someone like Yue Mingkong?

Nevertheless, the two continued their conversation as they ventured deeper into the unknown, Wang Ziji leading the discussion while Gu Changge responded with calm assurance.

Wang Ziji harbored a genuine curiosity regarding Gu Changge’s choice of path, though she doubted he could err in his selection. Surely, he possessed a method to locate the Supreme God’s main tomb.

As they advanced, they sensed numerous fluctuations in aura. It appeared that the sect leaders who had preceded them had also chosen this route. These individuals boasted formidable cultivation bases, with even the weakest among them nearing the quasi-supreme realm. Conflict loomed ahead as competing factions vied for supremacy.

Despite the chaos, Gu Changge remained unperturbed, his demeanor unchanged. His focus lay solely on locating Jiang Chen, confident that once he found him, he could easily retrieve the divine orb. He even entertained the notion of allowing the Supreme God Clan and the sect leaders to engage in conflict, preferring a scenario where both sides suffered losses before he seized his opportunity.

Throughout their journey, Wang Ziji observed Gu Changge closely, noting his unwavering confidence and apparent disregard for the dangers surrounding them. Despite the looming threat of collapse in the underground city, Gu Changge exuded an aura of control, leaving her to wonder how he managed it all.

In the heart of the main tomb, as Gu Changge had surmised, a fierce battle raged. Jiang Chen, Jiang Luoshen, Monk Pu Du, and their companions navigated through a labyrinth of traps and formations unscathed, arriving at the central chamber.

Here, Jiang Luoshen beheld the ancestral Taoist platform where their forebears once meditated. Bathed in resplendent light, the platform emanated a potent, chaotic energy, capable of crushing mountains with ease. Hovering above the platform, a fist-sized, deep-purple crystal-like substance pulsed with divine power.

The sheer magnitude of energy fluctuations was enough to instill palpitations in even the most seasoned Great Sacred Realm cultivators. The substance seemed to quiver with anticipation.

“The Ancestral divine orb is indeed here,” Jiang Luoshen confirmed with a sigh of relief, her companions sharing in her sense of triumph.

Finally locating the coveted artifact, the members of the Supreme God Clan and their allies breathed a collective sigh of relief. Jiang Chen and Monk Pu Du, in particular, felt a weight lift from their shoulders, knowing their hard-won fortune was now secured.

As Jiang Chen communed with the Immortal Boat Spirit of Good Fortune in his mind, he already formulated an escape plan. If Jiang Luoshen opted to cut off their retreat, he could replicate the strategy employed in Purple Mountain. The Immortal Boat Spirit possessed the capability to effortlessly dismantle the terrain and formations controlling the tomb—a significant advantage at their disposal.

“Donor Jiang, it seems the little monk’s foresight was accurate. With your prowess, there’s no tomb beyond our reach,” Monk Pu Du exclaimed with excitement.

Jiang Chen nodded in agreement. However, just as Jiang Luoshen prepared to approach the ancestral divine orb, several formidable auras suddenly emanated from the corridor behind them. Golden light surged, causing nearby structures to crumble under its sheer force.

Several sect leaders, who had been in pursuit, had finally caught up. Upon sighting the purple crystal-like substance and the vast divine orb, they immediately moved to seize it.