Reborn as the Novel’s Villain: Cultivation Lost, Female Leads Take Control - Chapter 190

“Master, are you convinced?”

Yuan Kouxuan looked at her master with a proud expression, like a victorious general atop a tall horse, brimming with pride.

Although the “general” had nearly exhausted himself after hours of combat, he still maintained an energetic posture, as if he wanted to prove something.

“I am convinced. My Xuan’er is truly amazing!”

Xu Yang pretended to be out of breath after being bested.

To appease Xuan’er, it wasn’t shameful for Xu Yang to suffer temporary “defeat” and make her happy.

Yuan Kouxuan knew her master was acting, but it still pleased her. A rare smile appeared on her cold face, like an ice lotus blooming on a snowy mountain—beautiful and otherworldly.

“My disciple was able to subdue her master. Just as you said, Master, your disciple has the potential to be a queen!”

During the detoxification process earlier, her master had spoken of the sect master’s formidable combat power, which had become her driving force to keep improving.

“That’s true.”

Xu Yang sat up and agreed.

Seeing her master so supportive, Yuan Kouxuan kissed him. Then, as if remembering something, she grew serious and asked:

“Master, the Great Sage Xuanwu said you must commit suicide and return the soul of the Black Tortoise Emperor intact. What are you going to do?”

Xu Yang stretched out his hand, and a teapot fell into his grasp. He poured Xuan’er a mouthful of tea and said:

“If the enemy comes, we’ll stop him. If the water rises, we’ll cover it with earth. If the Great Sage Xuanwu truly dares to come, he’ll never return!”

“An old turtle like him—if stewed into soup—would probably make a great tonic!”

Yuan Kouxuan was about to swallow the tea when her master suddenly leaned over, asking her to share it.

How could she refuse? She tilted her head and passed most of the tea to him before drinking the rest herself. Her serious expression remained as she said:

“Master, you mustn’t let your guard down. Since the Great Sage Xuanwu dared to ignore the Ji family and openly threaten you, he must have some preparations!”

“I’ve already spoken to my junior sisters. They’re reaching out to their families to see if they can send a few powerful reinforcements to help you fight against the Great Sage Xuanwu!”

“Xuan’er, you’re simply my good wife. Come, have some more tea!”

Xu Yang pulled Xuan’er into his arms and fed her another sip of tea, continuing:

“But in truth, I’m not afraid of the Great Sage Xuanwu. Even if he’s prepared and has schemes, if he dares to flatten the Qingming Sect, he’ll meet a miserable end!”

“Master, what have you prepared?”

Yuan Kouxuan, too exhausted to hold herself up, leaned into Xu Yang’s arms. Her flickering gaze showed her curiosity.

Xu Yang had nothing to hide from his disciple, so he said casually:

“Xuan’er, have you heard of the Third Killing formation?”

“Of course I have. It’s one of the most terrifying killing formations in the world! The Buried Immortal Emperor once mastered it and slew multiple Immortal Emperors with it. Its power is unfathomable. Master, you don’t mean that you…”

Yuan Kouxuan looked at her master, her pupils contracting slightly, her face betraying a hint of shock.

“You guessed correctly. Your master has studied the Third Killing formation. Over the past two days, I’ve engraved Dao patterns across the Qingming Sect. I’m just waiting for the Great Sage Xuanwu to arrive.”

“Your master wants to see how many strong followers this so-called Great Sage can bring to die!”

A faint smile tugged at the corners of Xu Yang’s mouth.

Using the Heavenly Desolation Pagoda as the core, he had set up the Third Killing formation—powerful enough to slaughter even Mahayana-level experts. Combined with his supreme combat power that could challenge across levels, no amount of scheming would matter.

Before the Third Killing formation, all conspiracies and tricks would crumble into dust.

Yuan Kouxuan was momentarily shocked that her master had mastered such a fearsome formation. But then again, her master was a peerless genius. Even the monsters and prodigies born into the world could not compare to him!

“Since Master has made preparations, I’m relieved. However, I still need to ask my family to send reinforcements!”

Yuan Kouxuan pondered for a moment, then looked at her master and spoke with firm resolve.

She had her own considerations.

Last time, when she accompanied her master to White Emperor City before he displayed his strength, the descendants of immortals had treated him as a mortal with no background and no backing.

As his disciple, how could she tolerate others looking down on her master?

This time, her actions weren’t for anything else but to let the world know that her master wasn’t without support—he had loyal disciples like her to stand behind him!

Xu Yang understood his disciple’s intentions and didn’t reject her. Instead, he joked:

“If your master can’t defeat the Great Sage Xuanwu, you’ll have to save me…”

“Pfft! Master, don’t say such unlucky things!”

Yuan Kouxuan immediately spat to ward off bad luck and rolled her eyes in mock anger.

“Hahaha, who told my mouth not to be blocked? I just can’t help but spout nonsense sometimes.”

Xu Yang’s teasing was no longer subtle but downright playful.

Hearing this, Yuan Kouxuan’s earlobes turned red, and she stammered:

“Master… why don’t you…”

Before she could finish, Xu Yang pressed the teapot to her lips, pouring a few sips of tea into her mouth, and said with a grin:

“Master is thirsty. What’s wrong with wanting a few sips of imported tea?”

“Mmmph!”

Yuan Kouxuan puffed up her cheeks, glaring at her master with shy annoyance, her voice muffled and unclear.

Xu Yang leaned over, took the teapot, tasted the tea carefully, smacked his lips, and sighed:

“This really is imported tea. Not only does it have a rich fragrance, but there’s also a sweet taste…”

“Master, what nonsense are you talking about?!”

Yuan Kouxuan’s face turned crimson, her head bowed in embarrassment.

She never thought her master would actually say such things. She’d assumed…

Well, she was mistaken. But it wasn’t entirely her fault. After all, her master had always been fond of teasing her, and she couldn’t help but think…

“Xuan’er, have another sip!”

Xu Yang teased with a smile.

Yuan Kouxuan’s face burned. “Do you really want more?”

“Of course! A few sips aren’t enough to quench my thirst.”

Xu Yang said it with such confidence that Yuan Kouxuan didn’t know how to respond.

“Master, can’t you just drink directly from the teapot?”

Yuan Kouxuan’s cheeks flushed deeply as she spoke shyly.

“But doesn’t the tea in Xuan’er’s mouth taste sweeter?”

Xu Yang knew his eldest disciple loved to hear such teasing words and didn’t hold back.

Under her master’s relentless “sweet” attack, Yuan Kouxuan quickly caved. She snatched the teapot, took a big sip, and glanced at Xu Yang. Raising her chin slightly, her eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes sparkled as she looked at him expectantly.

Xu Yang was pleased to see his disciple being so “considerate” and leaned forward to drink.

“Master, are you there?”

A weak voice came from outside the door.

Yuan Kouxuan, who had been about to feed her master, froze. Startled, she leapt up from Xu Yang’s lap and stood at attention in an instant.