Reborn as the Novel’s Villain: Cultivation Lost, Female Leads Take Control - Chapter 112

Ascending Heaven Tower.

“What qualifications do you have to make Xu Yang your follower?”

“Are you worthy?”

Qin Wan’s tone was calm, as though merely stating a fact.

The hall fell into an eerie silence.

Boom!

It was as though heavenly thunder exploded overhead.

Jiang Haoyu’s mind churned with waves of shock, and he stared at Qin Wan in disbelief.

Over the past days, Jiang Haoyu had come to understand his sworn brother’s character—humble and steady, exuding an even more ancient and noble demeanor than himself.

But just now…

Qin Wan’s words had been far too bold and audacious!

While truthful, they were unrelentingly direct, as though dragging the reputations of the holy land and sect heirs present through the mud.

Jiang Haoyu’s thoughts raced, trying to figure out how to defuse the situation without igniting the fury of everyone in the room.

Before he could come up with a solution, a holy land heir could no longer hold back. He glared at Qin Wan and barked.

“You, a mere follower, should be grateful just to sit here—it’s already a blessing beyond measure!”

“How dare you interfere in our discussions?”

“Are you getting arrogant because of favoritism?”

“You think just because you’re following Jiang Haoyu, you can stand on equal footing with us?”

These words immediately resonated with the others in the room, prompting a chorus of condemnation:

“A follower dares to criticize us at will? Perhaps we’ve remained hidden for too long, and people have forgotten their place!”

“A frog at the bottom of a well can hardly comprehend the vastness of the sky!”

“Get out of Ascending Heaven Tower! This isn’t a place you have the right to step into!”

“…”

Jiang Yaomeng, seeing Qin Wan suddenly become the target of everyone’s ire, promptly spoke up in his defense, “I think Wan-ge is absolutely correct! Xu Yang is the youngest Divine Transformation cultivator in the Northern Province. Whether you all can even reach the Divine Transformation realm in your lifetimes is still questionable!”

Her words left everyone present stunned, as though they were seeing her for the first time.

After all, everyone knew that Jiang Yaomeng, relying on her brother’s status as the Jiang family’s divine child, was notoriously arrogant and dismissive of others. She wouldn’t even give the time of day to sect masters or Void Shattering elders.

But now, this domineering Jiang family princess was lowering herself to belittle them in favor of Xu Yang!

The shock left them speechless.

At that moment, Ying Wudi glanced at Jiang Yaomeng and seemed to understand something. His gaze swept over Qin Wan with a cold, lofty indifference as he said, “There are always those in the world who fail to recognize their place. A speck of sand, fortunate enough to land on a divine mountain, begins to think it is the mountain itself, unaware that a mere gust of wind can expose its true form.”

“A speck of sand is, after all, just a speck of sand.”

He then turned to Jiang Haoyu and said with a faint smile:

“Haoyu, it seems you’ve spoiled Yaomeng too much. Still, I can understand; after all, she’s your only sister. Unlike me, who has dozens of siblings, most of whose names I can’t even recall.”

‘Yaomeng, why are you making things worse?’

‘I know you like Qin Wan, but stepping in to defend him now will only harm him instead of helping!’

Jiang Haoyu felt a headache coming on but knew he couldn’t sit idly by. Qin Wan was not only his sworn brother but someone he deeply admired. Allowing harm to come to Qin Wan would be against his principles.

“Ying, you’re exaggerating. My sister may be a bit headstrong, but she isn’t spoiled. Her words merely echo what I once told her—that Xu Yang is no ordinary genius and should not be treated as such.”

Jiang Haoyu’s calm explanation fell like a stone into a pond, causing ripples of shock to spread through the room.

The expressions of the gathered heirs from the holy lands and immortal sects shifted dramatically.

“Haoyu, surely you jest? It’s one thing for your sister to speak nonsense, but you?”

“Do you not understand the fundamental difference between us and those born in mortal sects?”

“The so-called geniuses of mortal sects are nothing more than ants. Xu Yang may be a strong ant, but an ant nonetheless. We, however, are born divine, like the bright moon in the heavens. For Xu Yang to become our follower would be a blessing cultivated over lifetimes!”

“A Divine Transformation cultivator? A few days ago, I defeated one of my clan’s Divine Transformation war slaves in less than thirty moves!”

“The sects of the Northern Province are crude and laughable. Their techniques are nothing compared to the profound, origin-touching methods we cultivate!”

“Haoyu, I understand your desire to protect your sister, but don’t let that cloud your judgment. Let’s not waste more time on this nonsense. Remove that man from the room—his presence is an eyesore!”

Ying Wudi waved dismissively as if shooing away a fly.

The group nodded in agreement. After all, Jiang Haoyu was their host, and they didn’t want to push things too far out of respect.

Jiang Haoyu breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, these heirs weren’t overly temperamental. Otherwise, Qin Wan might have had his cultivation crippled.

With a glance at Qin Wan, Jiang Haoyu signaled to Jiang Yaomeng to lead him away.

“Wan-ge, let’s not stoop to their level. Let’s go,” Jiang Yaomeng whispered, tugging at Qin Wan’s arm.

Everyone assumed Qin Wan would leave in disgrace—a scene they were eager to witness.

After all, even the brightest moon needs fireflies to highlight its brilliance.

But Qin Wan didn’t budge. With a calm expression, he gently pulled his arm free from Jiang Yaomeng’s grasp. He turned to Jiang Haoyu and said apologetically:

“Haoyu, I’m sorry for the trouble. But I have reasons I must stay. I’ll apologize properly after this is over.”

Then, his gaze swept over the self-proclaimed “bright moons” in the room. In a steady tone, he declared, “Even ants have the will to move mountains. Which one of you holy sons or divine children is willing to step down and duel with me? Life or death—no complaints.”

What?!

The room erupted into incredulous stares, their expressions a mix of shock, ridicule, and disdain.

A mere Core Formation cultivator challenging them?

This was beyond absurd—it was outright laughable.

Someone snorted and mocked:

“I thought he was just an arrogant ant. Turns out he’s a fool as well!”

“Does he think defeating a Nascent Soul cultivator once qualifies him to face us?”

“Haoyu, forgive me for being blunt, but you’ve truly chosen poorly in befriending this person!”

“I was willing to let him go earlier out of respect for you, but if he insists on courting death, Haoyu, don’t blame me…”