Reborn as the Novel’s Villain: Cultivation Lost, Female Leads Take Control - Chapter 127

“Master, did you and Senior Sister eat something delicious behind my back?”

“This smell… it’s so good!”

“Waaah, you didn’t call me to join you? Master, you’re too cruel!” Qin Kewan wiped at her eyes, sobbing dramatically.

For a moment, the room fell silent.

Xu Yang: “…”

Yuan Kouxuan: “…”

Xu Yang said with exasperation, “All you think about is food!”

Thankfully, it was Qin Kewan, the glutton, who had barged in. If it had been anyone else, the truth about what transpired between him and Yuan Kouxuan might have come to light. While Yuan Kouxuan’s actions were purely to assist her master in detoxifying, free of improper intentions, any misunderstanding would undoubtedly cause unnecessary complications. Yuan Kouxuan, her composure faltering, reached for her Qing’ai sword and gave Qin Kewan a sharp rap.

“You were sleeping so soundly last night—if there were any food, do you think we could’ve woken you up?” Yuan Kouxuan said coolly.

Qin Kewan rubbed her sore head, pouting with tearful eyes. “Senior Sister, you’re slandering me! I barely slept at all last night! I even think there might’ve been an earth dragon turning over—the noise was so loud, it nearly flung me three feet into the air!”

“Master, Senior Sister, did either of you feel it?”

Xu Yang cleared his throat awkwardly. “Ahem, as a matter of fact, I did feel something.”

Yuan Kouxuan’s face turned bright red, her gaze darting around as she nodded lightly. “I did too.”

“Then why didn’t you call me to join you for food?!”

Qin Kewan puffed her cheeks, her grievance boiling over into indignation.

Xu Yang and Yuan Kouxuan exchanged a quick glance.

Smack! Smack!

A few crisp slaps echoed through the room as Yuan Kouxuan channeled her energy into her commanding demeanor as the first disciple of Purple Cloud Peak. Towering over Qin Kewan, she coldly said, “Qin Kewan, how bold of you to raise your voice at Master like that!”

“Waaah…” Qin Kewan’s eyes welled up with tears again, and she began sniffling. She pursed her lips, afraid to speak, silently letting the tears roll down her cheeks.

“Alright, stop crying. I promise you, next time we won’t leave you out of any meals. Will that do?” Xu Yang said, stepping in to diffuse the situation.

“Then… can you promise to make sure I’m full?” Qin Kewan said in a soft, pitiful voice.

“Of course. Full to bursting. Satisfied?” Xu Yang agreed without hesitation.

In an instant, Qin Kewan’s tears disappeared, and a bright smile appeared on her face. She wiped away the lingering wetness from her eyes and extended her pinky toward Xu Yang.

“Master, pinky promise! If you lie, you’re a little dog!”

“Alright, alright. Pinky promise,” Xu Yang said with a laugh, linking his pinky with hers.

Yuan Kouxuan watched the scene with a faint trace of jealousy in her eyes. After a brief moment of deliberation, she hesitated before turning to Qin Kewan and asking, “By the way, Qin Kewan, why did you come looking for Master so early in the morning?”

“Senior Sister, didn’t I just say? There was an earth dragon turning over last night! It was so scary!” Qin Kewan tilted her head, staring at Yuan Kouxuan curiously. But noticing her Senior Sister grip her Qing’ai sword tightly, she immediately shrank back and hid behind Xu Yang.

“Senior Sister, you can’t hit me again! You’ve already hit me three times this morning!”

“So what if I hit you? You interrupted me while I was consulting Master. You deserved it!” Yuan Kouxuan retorted.

“Alright, alright, it was my fault. I’m sorry, Senior Sister. Please forgive me!” Qin Kewan apologized meekly.

“Hmph… Just don’t let it happen again!” Yuan Kouxuan sheathed her Qing’ai sword reluctantly, unable to vent her frustrations further.

Moments later, a deep voice came from outside the door.

“Master Xu, the Heaven’s Chosen Gathering is about to begin. Please follow me.”

“Understood,” Xu Yang replied.

After tidying up his robes, Xu Yang led his two disciples to join Jiang Haoyu and headed for the grand event.

The Heaven’s Chosen Gathering was not held at the Ascending Heaven Tower but at an open venue in the city center. There, a massive dueling platform had been erected—a site typically used by the five great families of White Emperor City for sparring and competing for territory and resources. However, today, it had been commandeered by Jiang Haoyu for the grand event.

The venue was vast, capable of accommodating tens of thousands of cultivators.

At this moment, the dueling platform was already lively, with many prominent sect disciples challenging either familiar rivals or those with whom they had grievances.

Some of the victors, having showcased exceptional skill, caught the eye of the descendants of the Immortal Clans, who extended invitations to them.

Few rejected such offers.

Although they were disciples of major sects, the resources and opportunities available to the Immortal Clan’s followers far surpassed their own. Even the elders accompanying them seemed to silently approve—after all, securing a connection with the Immortal Clans at the mere cost of a sect disciple was a worthwhile trade.

Still, not all had the same thoughts. Some sought to prove themselves not to the Immortal Clans but to the one and only Xu Yang. These disciples hoped to be chosen as true students of Purple Cloud Peak and genuinely become Xu Yang’s disciples.

But Xu Yang had yet to appear, so they remained patient, waiting for the right moment to showcase their abilities.

Suddenly, a voice rang out above the crowd.

“Xu Yang is here!”

All at once, tens of thousands of cultivators turned their heads toward the voice’s source. Even the duels atop the platform halted as combatants, brimming with reverence, looked toward the figure gliding through the air.

His divine poise and extraordinary bearing rendered him otherworldly, like an immortal descending from a painting.

“Greetings, Master Xu!”

“Junior pays respects to Senior Xu!”

“Oh, how I wish I could become Senior Xu’s cauldron furnace!”

“You’re clearly a demonic temptress… Xu Yang would never look at you. What about me?”

“Not even worth a glance. Ugh!”

The crowd brimmed with excitement, their faces alight as they gazed at the handsome figure above.

Amid the throng, however, stood a young man whose fair face twisted with veins bulging on his forehead. His eyes burned with venomous hatred, resembling a poisonous snake lurking in the shadows as he stared at Xu Yang.

‘That damned Xu Yang! Using his cultivation to transform his appearance into something so unnaturally handsome!’

‘Shameless!’

‘Those two Senior Sisters… how pitiful that they must endure serving under this wretch!’

‘Just wait. Once that source stone is revealed, I’ll rescue you both!’
‘Wait for me!’

Xiao Ye clenched his teeth so hard that his gums bled. The metallic taste in his mouth helped calm his seething rage.

“Mm?”

“The protagonist?”

Amid the reverent and admiring gazes, Xu Yang suddenly sensed a powerful wave of killing intent. It was impossible for him not to notice the source… Even though Xiao Ye’s appearance had changed, and he kept his head low, that unmistakable aura of a protagonist filled with resentment made him stand out.

“So, Xiao Ye’s here too!”

“Well, that makes sense. He’s joined the demonic path, and in the original story, the demonic factions had schemes for this assembly. Of course, those plans were easily thwarted by the protagonist, leaving their plots in ruins…”

“This is going to be interesting.”

Xu Yang withdrew his gaze, pretending not to notice anything. Maintaining a calm demeanor, he raised his hand toward the gathered cultivators, signaling them to carry on with their activities as if he were not there.