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

Baili Xiao took a deep breath, her eyes closed slightly, and the spiritual energy around her began to churn.


A lotus flower slowly bloomed beneath her, and her entire body floated in midair.


It was as if endless Great Dao were fermenting within this lotus. As the petals of the lotus gradually unfolded, the sound of the Great Dao arose, and in an instant, everything became silent around everyone's ears.


No matter how noisy the surroundings were, or how loud their own clamorous voices had been, at this moment, everyone seemed as if they had gone deaf, hearing no sound at all.


Watching the lotus flower bloom little by little, everyone's spirits seemed to be drawn to it.


As the lotus flower bloomed completely, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth surged instantaneously, and the color of the lotus gradually turned green.


Baili Xiao stood on the Green Lotus, her gaze profound and limitless, her aura roaring around her like a long dragon.


Chapter 140 Myriad Dao Lotus