Reborn as the Novel’s Villain: Cultivation Lost, Female Leads Take Control - Chapter 88
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‘Is he really here just to stand up for his disciple?’
‘Could his purpose be so simple?’
Wanjun couldn’t shake off his suspicions as he hesitated, then forced a smile onto his face.
“Brother Xu, I admit my mistake. I was too partial to Xiao Ye’s talents at the time and acted on a misguided sense of appreciation, which led to Junior Sister Xue being wronged.”
“To make amends, I propose this: of the resources my Heavenly Thunder Peak acquires from the Qi Yuan Cave Mansion, eighty percent will be allocated to Purple Cloud Peak, and an additional twenty percent will go directly to Junior Sister Xue as compensation. Brother Xu, would this satisfy you?”
Wanjun thought himself magnanimous. After all, Xiao Ye had been taken by the demonic sect, leaving Heavenly Thunder Peak’s remaining disciples far less competitive. Even if they stumbled upon great opportunities, they were unlikely to outperform disciples from other peaks. Offering resources seemed a cheap way to placate Xu Yang.
But Xu Yang’s cold gaze pierced through Wanjun’s false sincerity as he replied:
“Brother Wan, do you think I care about the resources of the Qi Yuan Cave Mansion?”
Wanjun cursed inwardly, suppressing his rising irritation. ‘Who wouldn’t care about those resources? Even a venerable expert would covet them!’
Feigning humility, he asked, “Then what would satisfy Brother Xu?”
Xu Yang’s voice turned steely.
“Debts must be repaid, and crimes must bear consequences. Brother Wan, since you resorted to bullying my disciple, it’s only fair I return the favor and show you what it feels like to be crushed!”
With those words, Xu Yang’s aura erupted, and a myriad of profound and intricate formation patterns materialized. The Third Killing Formation instantly enveloped the entire hall.
Standing nearby, Xue Jinli was stunned. Although she had gained some insight into formations through the Qi Yuan Cave Mansion’s inheritance, she was utterly awestruck by her master’s effortless summoning of such a complex and formidable formation.
‘Master’s mastery of formations must be unparalleled!’
As the formation took shape, an overwhelming pressure filled the hall. Xu Yang’s Qi Blood Sun and Law Furnace radiated intense heat, causing the entire structure to tremble violently. Without the hall’s protective arrays, it would have crumbled to dust.
Under this crushing pressure, Wanjun’s face turned deathly pale. His soul quaked, and he struggled to resist the urge to kneel.
‘This… This can’t be the power of the Divine Transformation stage!’
Wanjun’s mind reeled in disbelief. It feels almost as oppressive as a Venerable’s aura!
“Brother Xu, this is too much! I admit I was wrong, but do you really have to humiliate me like this? I am still the peak master of Heavenly Thunder Peak!”
“Peak master or not, you bullied my disciple. That alone gives me the right to humiliate you!”
Xu Yang’s voice was calm, but his words were like thunderclaps.
Before Wanjun could react, Xu Yang vanished from the seat of honor and reappeared in front of him. Xu Yang’s fist descended like a blazing sun crashing into the sea, unleashing a torrent of power that could obliterate mountains and rivers.
Wanjun panicked, summoning his strength to resist. Yet, Xu Yang’s supreme Yang energy sealed his cultivation, rendering him defenseless.
“Xu Yang! Do you truly intend to kill me?!” Wanjun screamed in terror.
“And why not?” Xu Yang’s reply was chilling.
His fist struck like a meteor, and Wanjun was smashed into the ground, his chair reduced to rubble. Blood trickled from Wanjun’s head, but he gritted his teeth to prevent his demonic nature from being exposed.
“Xu Yang, you cannot kill me! I am Heavenly Thunder Peak’s master! If you wish to punish me, you must convene a summit of the peak masters and gain the Sect Master’s approval! Otherwise, you’ll be violating sect law!”
Hearing Wanjun invoke sect law, Xu Yang smirked. He reached into his robe and produced a command token, holding it up for Wanjun to see.
“Look closely. This is the Sect Master’s command token. With it, I have the authority to act first and report later.”
Wanjun’s eyes widened in horror as he stammered, “The Sect Master gave you… the token?”
“She did,” Xu Yang confirmed. “And with it, killing you wouldn’t violate sect law.”
His fist gleamed with golden radiance, exuding the essence of the Four Seasons Reincarnation Art. Just as he was about to strike, Wanjun’s body convulsed.
Black demonic energy erupted from him, consuming his flesh, skin, and even his hair. His skeletal frame expanded grotesquely, and his aura surged with dark, malevolent power.
“Xu Yang! You’ve forced my hand!”
Wanjun’s voice turned guttural and twisted.
“I am no longer bound by mortal laws. I am a demon now, and I will repay you for driving me to this!”
The air grew thick with the stench of blood and decay as Wanjun’s power climbed to terrifying heights.
Yet Xu Yang remained unfazed. He glanced at Xue Jinli and asked, “Disciple, did you record everything with the Memory Stone?”
“Yes, Master. From start to finish,” Xue Jinli replied with a resolute nod.
“Good. Then it’s time to end this,” Xu Yang declared.
Wanjun’s rage faltered momentarily as confusion crossed his monstrous face.
‘Why record everything?’
Before he could comprehend the implications, Xu Yang’s fist clenched, and a radiant energy wave rippled through the hall. The fiery golden light obliterated the dark miasma, leaving Wanjun utterly exposed.
“No! This is impossible!”
Wanjun roared in despair as Xu Yang’s attack descended.
A deafening explosion shook the heavens. Wanjun’s body disintegrated into a mist of blood, his demonic essence obliterated. His Divine Transformation stage cultivation and self-corrupted soul were utterly annihilated.
Wanjun, the peak master of Heavenly Thunder Peak and a self-proclaimed demon, had fallen.