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In his first life as 'Caine Wilson', was the villain—ruthless, cunning, and very powerful. 

He played his part perfectly, crushing the so-called "protagonist" and parading his enemies, their families, and anyone who crossed him naked through the streets. 

He watched with glee as the "hero" lay broken, stripped of his dignity, before finally ending his pitiful existence.

But just as Caine, thought he had finally won and secured his place at the top, 'Higher ups' intervened. 

A booming, ethereal voice—like the universe’s pissed-off judge—shook the skies:

"You have violated the sacred code of villainy! The villain shall not win. The balance has been broken. Caine Wilson, the world hereby rejects you!"

Before he could even enjoy his victory, his world blinked out, like a story whose writer just erased the last chapter in frustration.

Everything went dark.

And when he awoke, he wasn’t Caine Wilson anymore. 

He was 'Su Xiaobai', a nobody on 'White Cloud Star', a world of cultivation, martial arts, and endless struggle. 

But this time, things were different. 

He could feel it—he could see through the cracks of reality itself. 

He could break the fourth wall!

He wasn’t just some reincarnated soul; he was a villain who had 'seen the system', who understood the game. 

And he was about to flip it upside down.

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A/N: Buckle up, you miserable bunch! It’s a parody, so shut your brains off, toss 'em in the trash, and dive headfirst into this deep, glorious shithole! Don’t come whining to me when you laugh so hard you choke on your own damn tears!

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The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!

As Su Xiaobai, Zhu Qing, and Tiny Fang crossed the threshold, the air hit them... like a slap from a spiked whip.

It was a battlefield. A slaughterhouse. A place so cursed even death packed its bags and moved out.

The black jade walls pulsed. Crimson veins. Living blood. They throbbed like a predator's heartbeat... slow, deliberate, hungry.

Murals twisted under the dim light. Faces. Screams. Hands clawing at invisible throats. Ready to jump out. Ready to choke the nearest idiot.

Above, relics dangled on chains. Rusted swords. Cracked helms. Shattered banners. They whispered... softly. Threats.

One spear hissed as he passed. The blade glinted like a thief's grin.

Su Xiaobai smirked. "Friendly place. Bet the Blood Warlord himself comes out next with tea and a stabbing."

Zhu Qing glared. She didn't speak. She didn't have to.

Blood Wordlord and It's Seven Generals!