Reborn as the Novel’s Villain: Cultivation Lost, Female Leads Take Control - Chapter 141

“Did Heavenly Demon Thought kill his own follower?”

“Was it an accident?”

“Maybe it just woke up and was confused, unable to distinguish friend from foe?”

“Fellow Daoist Jiang, do you think Heavenly Demon Thought is like you? Sleeping all day and not cultivating properly!”

“Enough, let’s focus! We’re still alive, and that’s what matters!”

When everyone saw Heavenly Demon Thought inexplicably kill its own ally and then self-destruct, their initial panic gave way to sheer elation. Their morale surged, and they charged toward the evil demons with renewed ferocity.

“Heavenly Demon Thought is dead, the demons are leaderless—fellow Daoists, follow me to eliminate them!”

The cultivators of White Emperor City roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

On the other hand, the evil spirits of the Holy Hall were overwhelmed with fear. They had witnessed their seemingly invincible leader wiped out without explanation. Dread consumed them, and all thoughts of resistance vanished.

“Run!”

“Flee while you can!”

“Asshole, you dare destroy my magic banner?!”

Though the demons attempted to escape, White Emperor City was filled with cultivators, many from prestigious sects. These so-called “geniuses” displayed refined techniques, their strikes precise and deadly.

One by one, the demonic envoys fell under the cultivators’ relentless assault.

On the High Platform

Wang Luxing, the Deputy Hall Master, was locked in a fierce battle with Old Tian. His initial smugness evaporated when he saw Luo Wulie obliterated by Heavenly Demon Thought. Then, to his horror, he noticed Xu Yang rushing toward him.

Fear gripped his heart.

His qi was nearly depleted. He knew he wouldn’t be able to escape far before being caught by Xu Yang, who was now like an avatar of divine retribution.

In his desperation, Wang Luxing’s gaze landed on Yuan Kouxuan and Qin Kewan, who were engaged in battle nearby.

He had to admit—they were extraordinary.

One, in the early Nascent Soul realm, displayed strength comparable to the late Nascent Soul realm.

The other, still in the late Core Formation realm, fought with power rivaling the mid-Nascent Soul realm.

“The master is a monster, and the disciples aren’t far behind! What kind of people are these?!”

Wang Luxing cursed inwardly, but an idea sparked in his mind.

If escape was impossible, he could take one—or both—of the disciples hostage. He had observed Xu Yang’s doting care for his apprentices. Surely, Xu Yang wouldn’t dare act rashly if their lives were at stake!

Burning his blood essence for a final burst of strength, Wang Luxing unleashed a powerful surge of momentum, repelling Old Tian momentarily. He darted toward Yuan Kouxuan and Qin Kewan with deadly intent.

“You dare!!!”

Old Tian roared, his voice resonating like an ancient beast’s call. It was a secret skill from the Immortal Mountain, capable of shattering an enemy’s soul.

The roar shook the void, leaving Wang Luxing severely injured. Blood spurted from his mouth, but he gritted his teeth and pressed on, his mind fixated on capturing the two disciples.

As Wang Luxing reached out, his massive hand radiated oppressive power, aiming to grab the two women. Visions of escape filled his mind.

“With these two hostages, I can leave White Emperor City alive!”

But just as he reached for them—

“Ahhh!!!”

A blood-curdling scream tore through the air.

Wang Luxing’s outstretched arm, along with half of his body, exploded into a gory mess. What remained of him was drenched in blood, his face twisted in agony and disbelief.

“You are very bold, daring to have evil thoughts about my disciples.”

Wang Luxing’s face turned pale as he realized the futility of his plan to take Xu Yang’s disciples hostage. Humility replaced arrogance, and he spoke in a trembling voice, “I’ve lost. I am willing to be your slave… for all eternity…”

But before he could finish, a sinister glint flashed in his eyes. With a flicker of dark light, he activated the Blood Escape Technique, transforming into a streak of shadow that bolted toward the horizon.

Xu Yang’s expression didn’t waver. With a single thought, a blazing divine light shot out from his hand like a golden dragon.

“Boom!”

The light tore through the sky, catching up to the fleeing Wang Luxing in an instant. The streak of black light exploded midair, scattering foul black blood across the heavens.

The last demon lord was no more.

Xu Yang sneered, retracting his gaze as his fierce demeanor softened. Turning to his disciples, his voice grew gentle:

“Xuan’er, Wan’er, are you both alright?”

Qin Kewan’s eyes sparkled with admiration, her excitement barely contained. If her senior sister hadn’t been nearby, she might have rushed into her master’s arms.

“With Master here, your disciple fears nothing!”

Yuan Kouxuan, ever composed, responded calmly. With a casual flick of her Qing’ai Sword, she dispatched a fleeing Nascent Soul cultivator before addressing her master:

“Master, I’ve been watching Xiao Ye. He removed his green mask earlier and has been trying to blend into the crowd. Now, he’s chasing a demon envoy, likely using the chaos to escape White Emperor City!”

Her cold eyes burned with resolve as she added, “I request your permission to pursue him!”

Qin Kewan chimed in enthusiastically, “Master, I’ll go with Senior Sister!”

Xu Yang smiled and nodded.

“Go together, but be careful.”

Yuan Kouxuan unsheathed her sword, and with a swift motion, she and Qin Kewan soared into the air, speeding toward Xiao Ye’s position.

Xu Yang watched them leave, a faint smile of satisfaction gracing his lips.

“Xuan’er is truly thoughtful,” he mused. “And Wan’er… well, she’s improving, though still a little too greedy!”

As for the possibility of danger? Xu Yang dismissed it without a second thought. Xiao Ye’s luck had long since run dry, and his current strength was no match for his disciples.

Elsewhere in White Emperor City…

“Kill!!!”

“These evil demons have plagued the world long enough! Let’s cut them down!”

Amid the chaos, Xiao Ye, blending into the crowd, pretended to be a righteous cultivator. He stabbed a severely injured temple envoy, all while shouting fervent battle cries.

But beneath his green mask, his heart was racing.

“Damn it! How can that old demon Xu be so strong?!”

Memories of Xu Yang slaughtering the six demon lords flashed through his mind, filling him with bitterness.

“He must have stolen my luck! That’s the only explanation for his ridiculous combat power!”

Xiao Ye clenched his fists in frustration but quickly refocused.

“Two senior sisters, I’m sorry I can’t save you from that old demon for now. But once I leave the Northern Province and gain some opportunities, I’ll return stronger… and then…”

Suddenly, a cold voice pierced his thoughts, “Xiao Ye?!”

He turned instinctively and froze. Yuan Kouxuan’s icy gaze bore into him, while Qin Kewan’s playful smirk sent chills down his spine.

‘It’s over!’ Xiao Ye panicked. ‘The two senior sisters must be here under orders from Old Demon Xu to kill me!’

He tried to remain calm, convincing himself, ‘I’m Wang Chen of the Grand Void Sect now. That demon said no one could recognize me if I stayed away from women. Just act natural!’

Without acknowledging them, Xiao Ye turned back and quickened his pace, blending deeper into the crowd.

“Buzz!!!”

The crisp hum of a sword echoed through the air.

A three-inch green light, sharp and unyielding, sliced toward Xiao Ye’s head.

Reacting instinctively, Xiao Ye twisted his body into an unnatural posture to dodge the strike. Though he managed to avoid the lethal blow, he stumbled and fell unceremoniously to the ground.

The surrounding cultivators, who had been pursuing demons, stopped to watch. Recognizing Xu Yang’s disciples, they refrained from intervening, knowing that these two wouldn’t act without reason.

The crowd chasing the severely injured evil spirit seemed oblivious to Xiao Ye’s plight. Their focus remained fixed on eradicating the demon, leaving Xiao Ye to face his predicament alone.

Xiao Ye trembled inwardly but maintained his composure. Masking his terror, he put on a panicked expression and hurriedly pleaded, “Two senior sisters, why did you attack me? I’m not Xiao Ye!”

Yuan Kouxuan’s expression remained icy as she replied coldly, “Whether you’re Xiao Ye or not, you’ve lived long enough. You should die.”

Qin Kewan crossed her arms and added with a glare of disgust, “Senior sister is right. You must die!”

Desperate to survive, Xiao Ye channeled his best acting skills, adopting an innocent look. “I’m Wang Chen of the Grand Void Sect, not Xiao Ye! Please, believe me!”

Qin Kewan shook her head firmly. “I don’t believe you.”

Yuan Kouxuan’s voice carried the weight of finality. “It’s time to send you on your way.”

Recalling the chaos Xiao Ye caused after infiltrating the Qingming Sect’s Heavenly Thunder Peak, Yuan Kouxuan felt a steely resolve. The damage he had done to the sect lingered in her master’s mind, though he never voiced his anger. This time, she would not fail.

Yuan Kouxuan raised her Qing’ai Sword, its blade emitting a peerless, sharp sword intent. The void trembled as the sword’s green light shot forward, locking onto Xiao Ye with deadly precision.

“Two senior sisters, you wouldn’t really kill me, would you?!” Xiao Ye shouted in disbelief.

His heart sank as the sword locked onto him. No matter how he twisted or turned, there was no escape.

“Am I really going to die here?” he thought in despair, closing his eyes.

Suddenly—

Boom!!!

A pink streak streaked across the void, colliding with the Qing’ai Sword, and deflecting it effortlessly!

Yuan Kouxuan’s eyes turned icy as she looked toward the source of the streak. Qin Kewan, far less composed, yelled indignantly, “Who’s there?!”

On the high platform, Xu Yang frowned at the development. “Seriously, Heavenly Dao? The protagonist falls into the demonic path, and you still send someone to save him?”

Sensing the aura of the newcomer, Xu Yang scoffed internally. “Only the Divine Transformation realm? How far the mighty protagonist’s luck has fallen… Last time, it was a Void Shattering realm powerhouse. What a downgrade.”

Xiao Ye opened his eyes, shocked to find himself unharmed. Overjoyed, he looked up at his savior—a woman rushing toward him like a small mountain. His expression softened as he recognized her.

“Ah Qiu, save me! They want to kill me!” he called out, his tone sincere.

A fleeting thought crossed Xiao Ye’s mind: ‘When I reach the Tribulation Crossing realm, I’ll repay her kindness. I’ll even use my divine powers to change her appearance, make her a great beauty…’

But Elder Qiu’s expression was cold as ice. Her footsteps were heavy, each one causing the ground to tremble. She descended with a loud thud, her eyes filled with piercing coldness.

Yuan Kouxuan narrowed her eyes. “You want to save him?”

Elder Qiu shook her head, her voice laced with fury. “No. I want to kill him.”

Xiao Ye froze, unable to process her words. Was this hatred born from love? Had she misunderstood him somehow?

Desperately, he tried to salvage the situation. “Ah Qiu, I know leaving without saying goodbye hurt you, but it wasn’t my intention! I came to this Heaven’s Chosen Gathering event to bring glory to the Grand Void Sect!”

Elder Qiu’s eyes turned red, her voice trembling with rage. “Don’t call me Ah Qiu! You don’t deserve it!”

“Ah Qiu, what’s wrong? I’m Wang Chen!” Xiao Ye stammered, his confusion mounting.

Her voice erupted with grief and hatred. “Don’t mention Chen’er’s name! He died at the hands of you demons, and I, blinded by ignorance, mistook you for him…”

Her fury boiled over as she raised her palm. “You die today!”

The power of the Divine Transformation realm surged from Elder Qiu’s hand, forming a massive handprint that covered dozens of feet.

Xiao Ye’s voice trembled with terror. “No! Don’t! I’m Chen’er…”

Desperation filled his heart. He had survived countless life-and-death situations, defeated powerful enemies, and honed an unshakable Dao heart.

How could he die here?

He was the son of destiny!

Surely the heavens would intervene!

Looking to the sky with a pitiful expression, Xiao Ye silently begged for salvation.

But no miracle came.

“Go to hell!!!” Elder Qiu roared.

The handprint descended like a collapsing mountain.

“Ah—!!!” Xiao Ye’s scream was cut short as his body was crushed into countless pieces. His soul, weakened and defenseless, dissipated into white mist under the crushing force.

And so, the once-rising star, the so-called “Son of Destiny,” Xiao Ye, met his end. The Xiao Tiandi who was destined to slay Immortal Emperors like ants in a different timeline… was completely and utterly offline.

TN// what a cathartic chapter, finally he’s gone