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

"What do you think was the reason that Heavenly Dao annihilated Huang Nation back then?" Xu Zimei asked curiously on his way down the mountain.


"How would I know? But the Heavenly Dao surely had its own intentions," replied the monk Da Zhi.


"Heavenly Dao doesn't act without cause; it's as if it were the Dominator, maintaining the fundamental operation of this world.


It would only act if something disrupted this balance."


"You seem quite knowledgeable," said Xu Zimei with a laugh.


"Because our lineage studies divination and often deals with fate, naturally we know a bit more," explained Da Zhi.


"Have you defied the heavens?" Xu Zimei asked with a smile.


"What does it mean to defy the heavens?" Da Zhi laughed loudly.


"Only those legendary figures of real authority could possibly offend the Heavenly Dao.


Talking about defying the heavens, for an ant like me, the Heavenly Dao probably wouldn't even bother to look my way, so it's not a question of defying it.


Chapter 773: The Woman of Red Dust Palace