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 Azure Dragon Crown Prince slightly furrowed his brows.


He had heard the discussions of the people around him; was this fellow one of the two who had been exalted to the skies before?


He harbored a skeptical attitude in his heart.


It wasn't that he doubted Xu Zimei's identity, but rather, he questioned his strength.


Many had attended the Heavenly Dao Academy's recruitment this year, including many Saint Heirs and Saintesses from his acquaintances at the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect.


Everyone was clear about the difficulty of the Tower of Heavenly Dao.


Now that two people had easily ascended, he naturally felt unreconciled in his heart.


Being a Saint Heir, pride was inherent in his nature.


The environment he grew up in led him to believe that he was among the most elite Talented Disciples in the world.


He didn't think, nor would he allow, anyone to be more powerful than himself.


Chapter 855: The Saint Heirs of the Various Imperial Rule Immortal Sects