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

"So how do the people here handle meals?" Da Zhi, the monk, asked subconsciously.


"Everyone is self-sufficient. They grow their own food," Gu Yue replied.


"Let's go take a look inside the city; we might be able to score a free meal."


The three of them walked toward the center of the city.


On the way, Xu Zimei also learned a lot, as there was no monetary trade here.


The people did things according to their likes.


When Xu Zimei arrived at the busiest area of the city, he saw many people with small stalls.


Various items were displayed on different stalls.


Of course, these items weren't for sale but were offered to passersby for them to evaluate the craftsman's skill.


"There's food over there," Gu Yue spotted a stall and quickly ran over to it.


The stall owner was an elderly man who slowly stood up when he saw them approaching.


"Do you have any food?" Gu Yue eagerly asked.


Chapter 775: Battle of the Divine Temple