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 crowd collapsed on the shore, gasping for breath, administering healing to each other, utterly disheveled.


"City Lord Qin, the blade was clearly drawn, why didn't you strike the monster?"


"Young Master Xu instructed us to wait, so we shall wait for him to return," Qin Haoshi explained.


"Do you think that guy ran off with the Divine Blade?"


"Yeah, that guy's background has been mysterious from the start. What if he tricked us into helping him seize the blade and then escaped?"


"Although we haven't known him for long, in my view, Young Master Xu doesn't seem like that kind of person," Mr. Wen explained.


"There's definitely more to the situation."


The crowd collectively fell into a contemplative silence.


In truth, morale had already begun to waver, but everyone chose to remain silent.


"Looks like someone's coming!" At this moment, a shout echoed from nearby.


The crowd immediately sat upright and gazed toward the distant waters of the Liaobei Sea.


Chapter 1203: All Beings Gather, Power of Vows Assembled