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

The blade's light returned to its purest form, shattering all illusions of space, and engulfing Ancestor Yuelong's figure.


However, in the next moment, with a "boom," an explosion sounded and Xu Zimei's Curved Blade veered off course by a fraction, as Ancestor Yuelong withdrew his entire body.


"It was you who struck at me first, and everyone here has seen it," Ancestor Yuelong said indifferently.


"Even if the True Martial Holy Sect were to inquire later, I would have my explanation."


"Why waste so many words," Xu Zimei said calmly.


He stepped into the air, all eight Vein Gates opening at once.


His presence surged like an overwhelming tide, rolling tumultuously across the firmament.


Ancestor Yuelong was no simple character either, as a dragon's roar echoed around him.


Golden Spiritual Energy swirled around him.


Within this surge of golden Spiritual Energy, a Divine Dragon slowly coiled its body around Ancestor Yuelong.


Chapter 822: The Golden Dragon