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

"Kid, where are you from?" the old man slowly advanced and asked Xu Zimei, looking at him.


"Isn't it good to be alive?" Xu Zimei smiled and looked at the man from before, inquiring.


"I, our Uncle Master is asking you something," the man stammered, unable to look Xu Zimei in the eye.


"What a buzzkill, can't even have a meal without someone causing a disturbance," Xu Zimei slightly shook his head.


"Keep eating, leave it to me," Da Zhi the monk waved his hand and slowly stood up.


Facing the elder from the Monster-Taming Sect, he performed a Taoist salute and said, "I do not wish to entangle with your Monster-Taming Sect.


Leave now, and we can pretend nothing happened."


"In this Hundred Demons City, you are the first one to dare to speak to me like that," the elder from the Monster-Taming Sect huffed coldly.


His white hair at the temples stood on end.


Spiritual energy swirled around him, and a strong Monster presence emitted from his being.


Chapter 828: A Visit to Your Monster-Taming Sect