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

"To heal Teacher's Divine Soul, the shattered part isn't much of a problem."


Heavenly Dao Academy isn't lacking in Pills, but the main issue is the reason behind the soul's incompleteness," Shi Jian sighed.


He continued, "A powerful Divine Soul is needed as a substitute before one can be healed.


Later, the Vermilion Bird healed the Teacher by giving up its own Divine Soul to complete his."


"So that's how it was," Xu Zimei nodded slightly.


"Without its Divine Soul, the Vermilion Bird fell into a comatose state, and it was only then that Teacher remembered he had once saved this very Vermilion Bird."


Shi Jian spoke, "Teacher used to be very gentle, but starting from that day, he never took on any students again.


He mostly drowned himself with alcohol, spending the majority of his time at the place where the Vermilion Bird was buried."


"I understand, let's save if we can," Xu Zimei nodded.


Chapter 851 - A Lifetime in a Straw Raincoat and Misty Rain for Ren Pingsheng