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

"I am in charge of defending the Myriad Treasures Pavilion."


"Defending the Myriad Treasures Pavilion?" chuckled the white-haired elder.


He said, "Young friend, it seems like a bit much for you, doesn't it?"


"What should I call you?" Xu Zimei asked.


"Just call me Old White Tiger," the elder chuckled again.


He gently stroked his beard, looking deeply concerned.


"That title is too ancient; you might not have even heard of it."


While Xu Zimei was chatting with the elder, two more figures approached from afar, walking on air.


"Brother Banyue, it seems I have arrived before you this time."


A burst of hearty laughter came from the side.


"True Man Pudu, you can't swallow the Myriad Treasures Pavilion alone. Why don't we join forces?"


"Your Canyue Empire surely has a big appetite, but since we're all cooperating and forming an alliance this time, joining hands shouldn't be a problem.


Chapter 899: White Moon's Heaven Shaking Gleam, The Lone Wolf's Solitary Lament