Reborn as the Novel’s Villain: Cultivation Lost, Female Leads Take Control - Chapter 124
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“Stop keeping us in suspense—spill it already!”
A disciple from a major sect tossed a bottle of Mystical-rank pills to the rogue cultivator, urging him to continue.
“Thank you for the reward!”
The rogue cultivator grinned, pocketing the pills before explaining, “The divine son of the Ying clan, Ying Wudi, had a follower, Liu Feng, who questioned why Senior Xu suppressed his cultivation to the peak of Core Formation. Senior Xu responded calmly, saying, ‘I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold back.’ The implication was clear: if he had suppressed his cultivation to the Nascent Soul realm, one punch would’ve outright killed the Ying clan’s divine son!”
Everyone who heard this was stunned, their expressions a mix of awe and disbelief.
“Senior Xu truly lives up to his title as the foremost genius of this era—his words are both confident and domineering. He’s a role model for all of us!”
“To treat the immortal clans with such disdain… Such courage and spirit! I couldn’t even dream of it.”
“That kind of audacity requires unparalleled strength; otherwise, it’s just empty bravado!”
“Senior Xu isn’t just a genius or a prodigy; he’s a true powerhouse, someone capable of dominating an era. While we are still searching for the Dao, he has already begun walking it!”
“Many hoped to use the gathering of young geniuses to make a name for themselves, but Senior Xu has elevated the entire event by his mere presence!”
“Who says mortals are mere ants? Today, Xu stands as proof—a single punch can crush the immortals!”
Countless cultivators, their hearts filled with admiration, couldn’t help but speak their praises. Most of them came from mortal sects and were often looked down upon by the immortal clans as little more than servants or beasts of burden.
This inequality had always been a source of frustration and self-doubt for them.
But today, Senior Xu had shattered that perception with a single punch, metaphorically slapping the faces of the immortal clan heirs. It was deeply satisfying to witness.
Many had already begun to see Xu Yang as a divine figure, vowing to take him as their lifelong goal for self-improvement. Some disciples from major sects even considered transferring to the Qingming Sect. Even if they couldn’t join Purple Cloud Peak, being in the same sect as Xu Yang would be enough to make their lives worthwhile.
“I’m not staying here to chat—I need to go listen to Senior Xu’s lecture! If I’m late, there won’t be any seats left!”
An heir from an immortal clan’s vassal house looked anxious as he prepared to fly to the Ascending Heaven Tower.
“Wait, what? Senior Xu is giving a lecture?”
“What?! Why didn’t you say so earlier?”
“Listening to Senior Xu’s lecture is wasted on you—let me go in your place!”
“Hey! Why are you all running so fast? What is this, an escape drill? Slow down and save me a spot!”
The vassal heir bitterly regretted speaking up. Now, everyone was rushing to the Ascending Heaven Tower, and he doubted there would be any seats left by the time he arrived.
The news that Xu Yang was giving a lecture at the Ascending Heaven Tower spread like wildfire, shaking the entire White Emperor City. Even renowned disciples from major sects and Nascent Soul elders dispatched to protect them were alarmed. One after another, they turned into streaks of divine light and sped toward the tower.
Before long, the Ascending Heaven Tower was surrounded by a massive crowd. Yet, despite the numbers, there was no chaos. Everyone respectfully found a place to sit, gazing at the tower with reverence as they listened to the profound Dao resonating within. Their faces glowed with reflected light, as if they were pilgrims witnessing a divine miracle.
In a secluded part of White Emperor City, a handsome young man was engaged in a deep discussion with a major sect disciple.
As their conversation reached a climax, the young man, who had been posing as Wang Chen, saw that his opponent had let his guard down. Just as he was about to pull out the Human Emperor Banner to trap his companion, the major sect disciple suddenly opened his eyes, which gleamed with clarity. Looking at Wang Chen, he expressed sincere gratitude, “Junior Brother Wang, your insights into the Dao have been truly enlightening! However, I’m afraid I can no longer continue our discussion.”
“And why is that?”
Disguised as Wang Chen, Xiao Ye hastily hid the five-inch banner, feigning curiosity.
“Have you heard of Xu Yang, the senior from the Qingming Sect?”
The major sect disciple spoke with undisguised admiration.
‘Xu the Demon?!’
How could Xiao Ye not have heard of him?
His current plight was, in no small part, thanks to that man!
Xiao Ye’s hatred for Xu Yang burned fiercely. He wished to tear him apart, drink his blood, and scatter his ashes to the winds.
“Why does Senior Brother suddenly mention Xu Yang?”
Xiao Ye suppressed his seething rage, narrowing his eyes as he probed.
Noticing that this supposed junior brother, Wang Chen, lacked even a shred of respect when referring to Xu Yang, the major sect disciple’s tone turned cold.
“Senior Xu’s single punch defeated Ying Wudi, the divine son of the Ying clan, vindicating the mortals’ honor among the young elites. He’s now giving a lecture at the Ascending Heaven Tower, open to all—be they rogue cultivators, disciples of major sects, or heirs of immortal clans. Such magnanimity and selflessness will leave a lasting legacy for generations to admire. Xu Yang can rightly be called a sage of this age!”
“Wang Chen, our paths diverge here. You would do well to reflect on your actions.”
With that, the major sect disciple stood up, ready to leave.
“Xu the Demon is no sage! He’s a fraud, basking in hollow fame!”
“How dare anyone call him a saint?!”
Xiao Ye raged internally, his fury threatening to boil over. Desperate to salvage the situation, he called out, “Wait, Senior Brother!”
“What is it, Junior Brother Wang?”
The major sect disciple turned back, his expression icy.
“Senior Brother, please allow me to…”
Just as Xiao Ye prepared to strike with the Human Emperor Banner, an unusual ripple disturbed the void.
A Nascent Soul elder appeared abruptly, his tone urgent as he addressed the major sect disciple.
“Young Lord, what are you waiting for? If you don’t hurry, there won’t be any space left!”
The major sect disciple hesitated no longer, glancing briefly at Xiao Ye.
“Junior Brother Wang, you’ve heard the elder. Attending Senior Xu’s lecture is the priority right now. If you have something to discuss, we’ll talk later.”
With that, he followed the elder in a rush toward the Ascending Heaven Tower.
Xiao Ye stood rooted in place, his expression dark as he watched the major sect disciple disappear into the distance. His grip on the Human Emperor Banner tightened, his knuckles turning white. Rage consumed him, his eyes burning red like those of a rabid beast.
“Arghhh!!!”
“Xu the Demon, you’ve ruined my plans time and again. I, Xiao Ye, swear to see you dead for this blood-deep enmity!”
After venting his rage, Xiao Ye regained his composure, stroking his chin thoughtfully.
“The Holy Hall has already laid a flawless trap across White Emperor City.
“When the Jiang clan’s divine son reveals those several hundred origin stones, and someone extracts the stone we’re waiting for…
“The entire city will become my hunting ground. Even those arrogant immortal clan heirs will be nothing more than fodder for my cultivation!”
“Xu the Demon, you probably never imagined that your end would come at this gathering of young elites. Hahaha!”
Rising to his feet, Xiao Ye brandished the Human Emperor Banner and resumed his hunt for young elites.
However, nearly every genius in the city had been drawn to Xu Yang’s lecture at the Ascending Heaven Tower. Xiao Ye encountered barely a handful of rogue cultivators, none of whom were worth his time.
Frustration mounted. The longer Xiao Ye wandered aimlessly, the deeper his resentment toward Xu Yang grew. His mind brimmed with venomous thoughts as he envisioned the Holy Hall obliterating the blind fools enthralled by Xu Yang’s teachings.