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

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In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

Qingming Sect, Purple Cloud Peak.

At the peak’s summit, in a secluded chamber, Xu Yang sat cross-legged, bathed in divine light. Vast spiritual energy swirled around him, thick and almost tangible, enveloping his form.

Behind him, a blazing sun slowly rose, radiating its brilliance as though illuminating the Three Thousand Great Worlds and shining across the Eight Wastelands. Strange and extraordinary phenomena rotated in the air, each one exuding magnificence.

The endless power of laws imbued with the profound Dao rhyme transformed into gleaming stars, orbiting the radiant sun. Within Xu Yang, surging blood and qi roared like tidal waves, resonating with the echoes of creation itself, as if chaos were being opened anew.

“Spirit, Qi, and Essence—all perfected! I will become a Venerable today!”

Xu Yang’s eyes opened, emitting beams of light as brilliant as falling stars.

No longer restraining his power, his surging blood and qi shot straight into the heavens, creating turbulent airflows. The energy roared like a divine bow released, its sonic booms piercing the sky and shattering dense clouds with ease.

Boom!

A terrifying vision suddenly appeared above the Qingming Sect.

The sky twisted and churned as divine rivers shattered, releasing dazzling beams of light that filled the heavens with boundless might. Rosy clouds and auspicious hues painted the firmament as one young Immortal Emperor after another stepped out of the void, their eyes locked onto Purple Cloud Peak with a fierce fighting spirit.

This astonishing sight instantly drew the attention of all thirty-six peaks of the Qingming Sect.

“Oh, my heavens! Master Xu’s Void Shattering Tribulation is summoning young Immortal Emperors!”

“For most, the Void Shattering Tribulation pits them against themselves. Does this mean even the heavens recognize Master Xu as being comparable to the young Immortal Emperor?”

“Look at that one with the Tai Chi diagram above his head and a treasure gourd in hand—isn’t that the ancient Daoist Lord of Morality? And there’s the Fenghua Immortal Emperor with the Ancient Emperor Bell that once quelled the demon disaster!”

“This is unbelievable! All these famed Immortal Emperors were peerless when young, dominating the heavens. This is too much for Master Xu!”

“Nonsense! For one to pass such tribulations and become an Immortal Emperor, they must first endure trials of unmatched difficulty!”

“Which opponent will Master Xu choose for his Void Shattering Tribulation? I think he might face the Holy Body, given its supreme physique. Perhaps Master Xu has a countermeasure against it!”

“But the Holy Body’s endless vitality, its Chaos Seed Green Lotus, and its ability to multiply its combat strength make it a top-ranked supreme physique—higher than Master Xu’s Supreme Yang Physique. This doesn’t seem like a wise choice!”

…

Disciples and elders gazed at the heavenly Immortal Emperors in awe and unease. Though they were accustomed to Xu Yang’s brilliance, seeing these legendary figures gather for his tribulation left them both anxious and expectant.

When five young Immortal Emperors emerged together, their hearts sank further.

“This… what does this mean?”

“Five young Immortal Emperors at once?”

“Each of these figures dominated their era, unmatched by any other geniuses. And now, five at once? This is too harsh for Master Xu!”

“Isn’t this heaven deliberately making things difficult for him, trying to stop him from becoming a Venerable?”

On the mountain, Qingming Sect’s disciples watched in apprehension, their gazes fixed on the sky. Beads of sweat formed on their foreheads as they worried for Xu Yang.

On Purple Cloud Peak, every disciple had emerged from seclusion, their eyes locked on the tribulation above. Different emotions flickered across their faces.

Yuan Kouxuan’s confidence in her master was unwavering. Her eyes sparkled with determination as she muttered, “Master’s diligence will prevail. Even against five Immortal Emperors, they are no match for him. Master will surely succeed today!”

Situ Qingqing shivered slightly, her scalp tingling with anxiety. “Master is about to break through again. Compared to him, I’m completely useless…”

Ruan Yuer comforted herself, placing a hand over her chest. “At least I’m stronger than Qingqing… If I can’t hold on, I still can summon…”

Xue Jinli bit her lip, her face set with determination. Turning back toward her chamber, she gritted her teeth and declared fiercely, “Retreat! I must break through to the Nascent Soul realm before daring to challenge Master again!”

Qin Kewan bit her fingers, her eyes dim. “Master, it’s becoming even more delicious!”

Liu Beifeng’s eyes were filled with admiration, her voice resolute as she declared, “Master works so hard. What right do I have to slack off? I will continue practicing diligently. In the upcoming Six Peaks Competition, I will claim first place and make Master proud!”

A figure wreathed in endless divine light suddenly emerged from Purple Cloud Peak, drawing every gaze.

Xu Yang’s form was majestic, surrounded by brilliant radiance, as if he were the Supreme Lord himself. The stars in the sky seemed to pale in comparison to his luminous presence.

Transforming into a streak of blazing golden light, he soared into the heavens, confronting the five Immortal Emperors.

“He’s coming, he’s finally coming!”

“We’re about to witness a miracle! Quickly, record this with the Image Pendant!”

“Are you joking? You think the Image Pendant can capture the battle of Immortal Emperors? Dream on!”

“Stand back! The aftermath of an Immortal Emperor’s battle isn’t something mere mortals can withstand!”

An elder’s stern warning prompted the gathered disciples to abandon their ambitions of spectating up close. Instead, they retreated into the protective formation, watching from afar with bated breath, their hearts pounding in anticipation.

Sect Master Peak.

Ji Hongluan, who had been poring over martial arts techniques for days, looked up at the figure in the distance with a rosy flush on her face. Her gaze turned dreamy as she murmured, “Xu Lang, you’ve finally emerged from your retreat. I’ve been waiting to discuss martial arts with you…”

Little Flower, the spirit pet, perched on Ji Hongluan’s shoulder and covered her ears with her soft paws. “Meow~”

As a responsible spiritual pet, she refrained from seeing or hearing anything improper. But even with her paws over her ears, she had already learned too much about the relationship between Ji Hongluan and Xu Yang…

Ji Hongluan ignored Little Flower’s antics, her eyes fixed on the void. A powerful longing surged within her—a desire to meet Xu Yang and share something crucial. Yet, as much as she tried, she couldn’t recall what this important matter was.

In the sky, Xu Yang now faced the five young Immortal Emperors. With a single glance, he recognized their identities: Fenghua Immortal Emperor, Tingyun Sword Immortal, Dengqian Ancient Master, Qiankun Daoist, and another figure of great renown.

Each of them had dominated their respective eras, standing as paragons of power and influence.

Yet now, five such titans stood united against him, preventing his ascension.

Xu Yang raised his gaze to the heavens, his heart calm yet resolute. His eyes turned to the five Immortal Emperors as he softly declared, “Come and fight!”

The words weren’t loud, but the Dao rhyme within them rippled across the entire Qingming Sect.

The five Immortal Emperors didn’t reply with words. Instead, their eyes gleamed with determination as they unleashed a simultaneous attack on Xu Yang.

In an instant, the heavens roared. Blood and qi surged, sword energy cut through the air, the laws of heaven and earth intertwined, and brilliant Dao rhyme illuminated the skies. The combined assault obliterated the void, leaving destruction in its wake.

Despite the elders’ warnings, many Qingming Sect disciples couldn’t resist observing the battle. However, even at a distance, the sheer intensity of the Immortal Emperor’s power overwhelmed them. Many felt their minds falter, and their seven orifices bled from the strain.

Even seasoned peak masters weren’t spared. Believing their cultivation levels sufficient, they attempted to study the battle up close. Yet their souls were scarred, and several collapsed mid-air, unconscious as they fell to the ground.

In the midst of this chaos, Xu Yang remained steadfast. His expression was focused, unshaken by the combined might of the Immortal Emperors. In the same realm, he feared no one.

The supreme Dao rhyme surged within him, blending seamlessly with the natural order. With a single motion, he unleashed a series of devastating attacks, each aimed precisely at the marks of the five Immortal Emperors.

Every strike carried his full power, the force of his Supreme Yang Dao erupting like endless tides. Waves of brilliance flooded the sky, akin to dozens of suns shining simultaneously.

Xu Yang embodied the Great Sun Emperor, asserting dominance wherever he tread. His divine fists swung tirelessly, fearlessly confronting the Immortal Emperors. Each blow reflected his determination to break through all barriers and erase the marks of his adversaries.