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.
——————————
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

"Living people can't always be bound by dead rules,"     


Zimo's contributions to this battle were so immense that not to mention one Weapon Mountain, even ten would not be an exaggeration.     


Some things can't be repaid that simply."     


Hearing Venerable Nu's words, Shi Jian nodded in agreement.     


Just like Xu Zimei saving the Stone Race, his kindness couldn't be repaid with just one or two favors.     


"What are you talking about, this 'Weapon Mountain'?" Xu Zimei asked, puzzled.     


"Why does it sound so confusing to me?"     


"Weapon Mountain is a very famous structure in our Heavenly Dao Academy," Shi Jian hurriedly explained.     


"It's rumored that long ago, one of the ten founding masters of our academy, the Artifact Saint, refined supreme divine artifacts there.     


The patterns of the artifacts were carved into this land.     


Chapter 916: The History of Ming Jian, Weapon Mountain