Reborn as the Novel’s Villain: Cultivation Lost, Female Leads Take Control - Chapter 162

An ancient land.

Immortal mists rose and fell, silver waterfalls cascaded, and mountains and ravines stretched endlessly. Rows of islands stood majestically, with celestial birds and auspicious beasts soaring high, weaving between them.

Pavilions, towers, carved beams, and painted buildings adorned the landscape. Countless Immortal palaces and temples lay hidden within the mist, resembling an ancient Immortal palace gracing the mortal world.

Above the sky, a white mist dragon coiled and circled through the heavens, its mighty roars echoing across the mountains.

This place was the ancestral land of the Ying family, one of the immortal clans. The white mist dragon above was the dragon spirit of the clan’s transferred dragon vein, tied to the heavens and the earth.

Long ago, the ancestors of the Ying family foresaw the fall of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty. Using great magical powers, they relocated the dragon vein to this ancient land. Here, the vein nourished the clan’s bloodlines and improved their innate talents, significantly increasing the likelihood of extraordinary talents emerging in their descendants.

At this moment.

On an ancient island.

A huge crowd had gathered, with countless people filling the area. Among them were various monstrous creatures, each of unique and terrifying forms.

The gathering’s purpose was the challenge issued by the Black Tortoise Emperor, a powerful demon, to Ying Wudi, the Ying clan’s chosen son.

The human race present consisted entirely of members of the Ying family, who had come to support their divine son. The monsters were followers of the Black Tortoise Emperor.

“Hahaha, the human race is truly weak. The son of the Ying clan couldn’t even last thirty rounds against my master in a battle of the same realm!”

A young man with an imposing aura and dragon-like features mocked loudly.

“Too weak. Honestly, my master shouldn’t waste his time challenging these so-called immortals. He should head straight to the Qingming Sect and test himself against Xu Yang!”

A wild woman with horns on her head and a green glow surrounding her scoffed in disdain.

“Xu Yang is likely nothing more than a boast by these humans—he’s probably just as vulnerable!”

“If all human cultivators are as pathetic as Ying Wudi, there’s no need to bother with the Qingming Sect. Any demon king from our race could crush them easily!”

The followers of the Black Tortoise Emperor ridiculed the Ying family mercilessly, showing no regard for the feelings of the Ying clan members present.

“…”

The Ying clan members were incensed by these words. Their faces turned pale with suppressed anger, but their divine son had been defeated. In the face of such humiliation, they lacked the strength to respond and could only endure silently.

“I didn’t expect the descendants of the Ancestral Dragon to be so weak. This is truly disappointing,” the Black Tortoise Emperor said coldly, looking down at Ying Wudi, who lay defeated on the ground.

His dissatisfaction was evident. He hadn’t gone directly to the Qingming Sect to challenge Xu Yang because he lacked the confidence to win. Instead, he chose to challenge prominent figures from various immortal clans and holy lands. This strategy allowed him to hone his skills, strengthen his Dao heart, and walk the path of invincibility.

This was his path to immortality—defeating all rivals and proving his supremacy. Success would allow him to sweep across the world, outshining all monsters and immortals. He would restore the ancient glory of the demon race and return control of the Five Regions to their hands.

However, his repeated victories left him dissatisfied. The so-called immortal gods and divine sons were pathetically weak, incapable of challenging his Dao heart or pushing him further.

His frustration grew.

“Black Tortoise Emperor, I may not be your match today, but I will continue to work hard!”

Ying Wudi wiped the blood from his lips as he rose from the ground. His expression remained calm, unshaken by defeat.

The old Ying Wudi might have been crushed by such a loss, but after enduring Xu Yang’s strict tutelage, his Dao heart had solidified.

Win without arrogance, lose without discouragement.

His current defeat did not dictate his future. With enough hard work and diligent cultivation, he believed he could surpass the Black Tortoise Emperor.

“Son of the Ying clan, if you think hard work alone can bridge the vast chasm between us, you’re laughably naive. Even if I gave you all the time in the world, you’d never be able to catch up to me. A defeated general like you will never even see my back.”

“The so-called Ancestral Dragon Immortal Clan is unworthy of its name,” the Black Tortoise Emperor sneered, his tone as cold as his gaze.

He did not hide his contempt, and even used his magic power to spread his words across the island.

Faced with such arrogant remarks from the Black Tortoise Emperor, the Ying clan members were incensed. Their expressions grew indignant as they glared at him.

Though their divine son had been defeated, they could not tolerate such humiliation from the Black Tortoise Emperor!

“Black Tortoise Emperor, how dare you be so arrogant? Although our divine son lost to you, that doesn’t mean you are invincible!”

“When our divine son fully masters all the secret techniques and peerless magical powers of the Ying clan, he will defeat you without a doubt!”

“You can insult our divine son, but you cannot humiliate the Ying clan, let alone slander the Ancestral Dragon!”

“If you’re so strong, why don’t you head to Qingming Sect to challenge Xu Yang instead of picking on weaker opponents here?”

“A so-called expert in the Divine Transformation realm challenging someone in the Nascent Soul realm—don’t you feel ashamed?”

The Ying clan members shouted angrily, unable to endure the Black Tortoise Emperor’s insults any longer.

“Listen to yourselves. Didn’t my master suppress his cultivation to fight your divine son at the same level?”

“I think you’re the ones without any shame. If you lose, accept it quietly. Otherwise, it just shows you can’t handle defeat!”

“My master is right—your divine son is so weak it’s hard not to question whether the Ancestral Dragon is just a legend you humans made up!”

“By this logic, Xu Yang of Qingming Sect is likely a fraud created by your humans to bluff others!”

“After all, how can someone as weak as the Ying clan raise a real dragon? Xu Yang is probably nothing special!”

The Black Tortoise Emperor’s followers sneered, adding fuel to the fire.

“How do you compare to Xu Yang?”

The Black Tortoise Emperor looked at Ying Wudi and asked coldly.

“While I appreciate you comparing me to Master Xu, I must clarify one thing: I am unworthy of being compared to him, and so are you. The gap between you and me may be like sand and stone, but the gap between you and Master Xu is like stone and the sun. In truth, there’s no difference between us—we are both grains of sand in comparison.”

Ying Wudi’s tone was resolute as he met the Black Tortoise Emperor’s gaze.

“Is there no difference between me and you?”

The Black Tortoise Emperor froze for a moment. His brows furrowed as Ying Wudi’s words sank in.

In his eyes, this was an outright insult.

As a descendant of Black Tortoise, a pure-blooded divine beast, his noble lineage should place him on par with Xu Yang. But Ying Wudi’s statement suggested the gap between them was insurmountable.

“Although my words may upset you, they are the truth. You doubt them because you haven’t witnessed Master Xu’s strength firsthand. If you had, you would agree with me without hesitation.”

Ying Wudi’s confidence in Xu Yang was unwavering.

This was not blind faith—it was built on indisputable facts. Who else in the world could fight unscathed under the suppression of a demonic seal and formation, and kill seven Demon lords whilst being in the Divine Transformation realm?

Certainly not the Black Tortoise Emperor.

“Fine. I will go to Qingming Sect now. I hope Xu Yang lives up to your praise. Otherwise, if there isn’t a single human worthy of fighting me, I will be gravely disappointed.”

The Black Tortoise Emperor’s tone grew icy as he changed his plans. No longer interested in challenging other immortal holy lands, he decided to head directly to Qingming Sect to confront Xu Yang.

“Don’t worry—you will not be disappointed!”

Ying Wudi’s eyes lit up, a trace of excitement flashing across his face as he spoke confidently.

At that moment, an elder from the Ying clan descended beside him, leaned in, and whispered something in his ear.

Ying Wudi’s expression brightened even further. Turning to the Black Tortoise Emperor, he said, “Emperor Black Tortoise, I have some business to attend to at Qingming Sect as well. Shall we travel together?”

He hadn’t expected the clan ancestor to finally agree to his suggestion of presenting a holy treasure to strengthen ties with Xu Yang.

The Black Tortoise Emperor responded indifferently, “Whatever.”

His followers exchanged glances, their eyes flickering with cold intent as they thought to themselves:

It’s fine if you come along. Once we reach Qingming Sect, you’ll witness with your own eyes how my master shatters your blind worship of Xu Yang!!!