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

Xu Zimei chuckled lightly and said, "I've suddenly thought of a method.


Why should I take you with me when I could just snatch that bone relic?"


Upon hearing Xu Zimei's words, Da Zhi the monk was stunned.


Then, with a light chuckle, he said, "Donor indeed is extraordinary, but that bone relic is spirited, left behind by our patriarch.


Even if you were to snatch it, you wouldn't be able to use it."


Xu Zimei frowned slightly and asked, "Who exactly are you?"


"Donor need not be alarmed, I am only here to assist you," Da Zhi the monk said with a smile.


"But why do you want to help me?" Xu Zimei continued to ask.


"It is your guidance, donor, I am merely following it," Da Zhi the monk replied.


Xu Zimei pondered, realizing that if this person could help him find the Nirvana Beads, it was naturally a good thing.


Otherwise, he might not be able to return to Red Dust Palace before the Tianwu Convention.


Chapter 770 Tianyu Mountain