The history of love is full of regrets.

Xu Zimei found himself reborn, carrying with him all the heaven-shaking cultivation and memories from his previous life.
But something was off about the script. Isn’t reincarnation always the protagonist’s theme? However, I was cast as the villain!
This is the story of a villain's step-by-step journey to becoming the Demon King.
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In an era of great strife, where mystical arts resonated!
An elder of the True Martial Holy Sect sat at the Willow Bank River Fishing Platform when suddenly he heard the dragon’s roar. Three thousand carps knocked at the gate of life, transforming into the Measureless Golden Dragon, soaring through the firmament, graceful as a startling swan!
There were strongmen who measured the heavens and earth with their strides, monks who sat in meditation in temples for three thousand years, achieving sudden enlightenment—auspicious clouds descended, and all laws of magic cheered in chorus.
Blood moons darkened the night, rainbows cut through the daylight.
There was a swordsman with a wooden sword on his back who, with a turn and a raise of his hand, shattered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.
In the south of the city, a ragged beggar with a broken willow twig dared to assault the Holy Court of a sect that boasted three emperors.

I Truly Am The Villian

"Blackrock Elder, what's the situation with the Painting Palace?" the Great Elder asked.


"I've already investigated it. The Painting Palace has restrictions, only those below fifty years of age can enter," Blackrock Elder replied.


"That's fine, we can just let the disciples go in," the Great Elder said with a smile.


Many predecessors left inheritances, either for their own descendants or to find someone deserving of such a legacy.


As such, most inheritances come with restrictions; the predecessors certainly wouldn't want older generations stealing their legacy.


This is why many sects bring some disciples when they come; they have long anticipated this possibility.


"Is there any way to break these restrictions?" Elder Xing from the Divine Sun Holy Sect pondered for a moment before asking.


Chapter 99 Tian Mozi