Reborn as the Novel’s Villain: Cultivation Lost, Female Leads Take Control - Chapter 123

“Senior Xu, your insights have saved me countless detours!”

“The guidance you’ve given me, Senior Xu, has moved me deeply. I will remember it forever!”

Jiang Haoyu spoke with great excitement.

Under Xu Yang’s direction, it felt as if clouds had parted and clarity shone through. The previously blocked and stagnant pathways in his understanding of the divine ability were now thoroughly clear. He even felt as though he could glimpse the entrance to mastering the technique.

This demonstrated that Senior Xu’s talent in comprehending the Dao was even more terrifying than his combat power!

The thought left Jiang Haoyu with even greater respect and reverence for Xu Yang.

“Haoyu, what do you mean by ‘guidance’? What are you talking about?”

An heir of the immortal clans curiously inquired.

“Didn’t I tell you earlier about my inability to grasp a certain divine ability and how I even asked for your help? None of you could make sense of it either. Out of desperation, I dared to consult Senior Xu. With just a single glance at the jade slip, he comprehended the divine ability, and with a few words, he resolved all the confusion I’d been struggling with.”

Jiang Haoyu’s face glowed with excitement as he explained.

‘What?!’

The immortal heirs present had all attempted to comprehend that divine ability before, but none succeeded. Some had even stubbornly tried for hours, ultimately concluding the technique was a fraud!

To hear that Senior Xu had mastered it with just a glance left them gasping in shock. Their hearts trembled as they stared at Xu Yang with wide-eyed awe, as if beholding a deity.

One clever heir immediately bowed to Xu Yang and pleaded, “Senior Xu, I also have a technique whose mysteries elude me. Please, enlighten me!”

“Forget your technique! If I don’t comprehend my method soon, it may cost me my life!”

“Senior Xu, I have a Heaven-rank martial skill that always feels blocked when I use it. It never flows smoothly…”

A chorus of requests followed as the heirs clamored for Xu Yang’s guidance.

Behind Xu Yang, Yuan Kouxuan cradled her sword and observed the scene with quiet pride, a small, smug smile gracing her usually cold features.

Meanwhile, Qin Kewan remained utterly absorbed in her meal, embodying the phrase “oblivious to worldly matters, focused solely on eating.”

“Senior Xu, what do you think?”

Jiang Haoyu cautiously asked. His earlier words were meant to express gratitude, not to burden Xu Yang with the others’ requests.

Xu Yang waved his hand dismissively. “Since you’ve asked, I shall give a lecture today!”

“Thank you, Senior Xu!”

Jiang Haoyu was overjoyed and immediately ordered several meditation mats to be brought in.

The other heirs were equally ecstatic. None of them had expected Senior Xu, with his immeasurable knowledge, to share it so openly. This was nothing short of a saintly act!

Moved by this gesture, many resolved to spread the word after the gathering of young geniuses concluded, ensuring Senior Xu’s name was praised far and wide.

When everything was prepared, Xu Yang seated himself on the central mat and began to speak.

His words carried an air of profound mystique, and in an instant, the entire room was enveloped in the essence of the Dao. Ethereal visions unfolded, weaving together in wondrous and extraordinary displays.

The heirs sat on their mats, captivated by Xu Yang’s teachings. Although his lecture didn’t directly address their specific problems, each found answers to their dilemmas within the profound truths he shared. The clarity was so precise that they became fully engrossed in the endless rhythms of the Dao.

Even the hidden protectors, upon sensing the ripples of Dao from Xu Yang’s words, felt a surge of clarity and a slow, steady growth in their cultivation.

“Senior Xu’s teachings are truly profound! I seem to have glimpsed the essence of reincarnation itself!”

“It’s said that Senior Xu is only a little over thirty years old. How can someone so young possess such deep understanding of the Dao?”

“The golden age is upon us, and Xu Yang is undoubtedly one of its extraordinary prodigies!”

“Enough talking! Don’t interrupt my immersion in Senior Xu’s supreme teachings!”

The protectors were left in awe, their hearts deeply shaken. Though they were already venerated experts, they gained tremendous insights under Xu Yang’s guidance. There was no doubt in their minds—Xu Yang was destined for sainthood.

Among them, Old Tian listened to their whispers with a sense of pride. This was, after all, his lady’s master. He recalled how he had opposed immense pressure from the family elders to ensure his lady could join Purple Cloud Peak.

Should Xu Yang one day ascend to immortality, Old Tian vowed to place his name at the very top of the Immortal Mountain’s ancestral records.

Meanwhile

News of Xu Yang defeating Ying Wudi, the divine son of the Ying clan, with a single casual punch spread across White Emperor City like a locust swarm, reaching the ears of major sect disciples and rogue cultivators alike. The revelation was like a boulder crashing into a calm lake, stirring up massive waves of shock and disbelief.

The entire city was abuzz with the news.

“What? Ying Wudi was defeated with one punch? Are you serious? I can’t believe that!”
A direct descendant from an immortal clan’s vassal expressed his skepticism upon hearing the rumor. As someone close to the immortal clans, he was all too familiar with the strength of these heirs. Even the most talented geniuses from mundane sects paled in comparison to the divine sons and daughters of the immortal clans.

“Why not? True Lord Xu is the youngest Divine Transformation cultivator in the Northern Province. Defeating a Nascent Soul cultivator with one punch isn’t out of the ordinary. You’re just used to kneeling too much to stand up!”

“Stop kneeling. Stand up straight!”

A rogue cultivator sternly rebuked the doubter, assuming that Xu Yang must have used his Divine Transformation cultivation base to crush the Ying clan’s divine son.

“You don’t understand anything!” The immortal clan vassal’s face turned red as he argued,

“My disbelief isn’t about True Lord Xu’s victory. It’s that he suppressed his cultivation to the peak of Core Formation and still crushed the Ying clan’s divine son!”

“What? Core Formation defeating Nascent Soul? That’s normal, right? Wait… what did you just say?”

A rogue cultivator froze in place, his expression blank as if he had misheard.

A mortal True Lord suppressing his cultivation to the Core Formation realm and then using a single punch to knock the divine son of the Ying clan unconscious?

What era was this?!

Were they dreaming?!

The divine sons and daughters of the immortal clans had access to the best resources and techniques. Being defeated by someone of a lower realm, let alone being utterly crushed, was unheard of.

This…

How was this even possible?!

Even if you raised a pig with the same top-tier resources as an immortal clan divine son, it shouldn’t lose so easily. And yet, Ying Wudi was utterly subdued by a single punch.
Could it be that Ying Wudi was worse than a pig?!

“There’s no need to overreact. I was close enough to see everything clearly. Although True Lord Xu is a Divine Transformation cultivator, his combat strength rivals that of a Venerable expert. When he unleashed his aura, even the protective formation of the Ascending Heaven Tower shattered under the pressure!”

A disciple from a major sect spoke with awe and seriousness, his voice trembling slightly.
“Not just that! I even overheard the conversation between True Lord Xu and Ying Wudi before their fight. Want to know what they said?”

A rogue cultivator deliberately teased, holding back the details for effect.