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 when you just heard that Mr. Lu is interested in Shi Yuyan, why did you show such hostility towards her?" Xu Zimei said with a smile.


"What are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?" Shi Jian replied.


"We are from the same race. I'm just afraid she'll be deceived, end up losing both her wealth and her person, so I kindly reminded her. That's all."


At this moment in the sky, the battle between Yu Chengkong and Lu Ze had escalated to an intense stage.


When those countless feathered arrows came killing towards him, Li Ze moved.


The imprisoned space was torn apart entirely, and with a wave of his sleeves, all those feathered arrows were annihilated within them.


It broke the silent void, and in the mighty expanse of the sky, the Blade Intent echoed powerfully.


The long spear behind him unsheathed and came forth.


The spear tip directly pointed at Yu Chengkong.


"Kill," a low roar emerged from his throat.


Chapter 874: The Eternal Technique of Immortals and Mortals, Thousand Wing Dust Breaker