I am The Fated Villain

Chapter 1506: It took no effort to get it, the seventh prince of the demon court attacked

“The heir of Chu Gucheng?”

“It appeared in the Southern Wilderness Ancient Domain?”

“I see; it didn’t take much effort to get here.”

At that moment, within the Southern Wilderness Ancient Domain, there stood a renowned mountain, characterized by jagged rocks and sparse vegetation, located adjacent to the entrance of the Wanzang Secret Realm. Here, Di Kun, the Seventh Prince of the Demon Court, loomed tall, draped in a grand cloak that enhanced his menacing aura and cold gaze.

Suddenly, he let out a booming laugh that resonated throughout the land, his eyes shining like the sun, piercing through the thick fog and rending the sky asunder. In the next instant, he stepped forward, tearing open the void before him with his mighty hands. An overwhelming demonic aura surged forth, akin to an enormous river, continuously rising into the heavens.

As Di Kun advanced through this torrent of demonic energy, it roared violently around him, enveloping the entire starry sky while the earth quaked beneath its weight. Countless cultivators and creatures sensed an overwhelming fear and reverence, unable to resist the urge to kneel in his direction and pay homage.

Di Kun vanished from the famous mountain, hastening toward Zigui City with a singular focus. At this moment, his spirit soared; he felt as though the heavens themselves were favoring him. Was there such coincidence in this world? He had never expected that the descendants of Chu Gucheng would not be found in Xian Chu, but rather in the Southern Wilderness Ancient Domain, triggering an incident that reverberated throughout the region. It was as if fate itself was lending him a hand.

Since Xian Chu had chosen to cower and was unwilling to compensate the Demon Court, Di Kun resolved to eliminate the heirs of Chu Gucheng. He was curious to see how Chu Gucheng would react when faced with such a crisis. Moreover, for Di Kun, this presented a prime opportunity to gain favor with his father.

“No, there are no such coincidences in this world. I came to the Southern Wilderness Ancient Domain entirely because of that mysterious voice in my heart.”

His gaze deepened as he reflected, and his heart raced with a mixture of anticipation and awe. The “omnipotent” presence that had guided him was becoming more significant in his mind. Initially, he had been uncertain about his reasons for venturing into the Southern Wilderness, but he had subconsciously trusted that voice. Now that he learned of the descendants of Chu Gucheng appearing in this region, Di Kun began to grasp the purpose behind his arrival.

Yet, he was not naive; he wondered if he had been manipulated by someone. Still, he thought, such manipulation could only serve to benefit him, not hinder him. So what if he had been used? Besides, if that voice had intended to exploit him, why go through such elaborate means? With his strength, it would have been easy for him to eliminate Chu Xiao without any fuss.

“Even if he wants to provoke Xian Chu and the Demon Realm, so what? The Demon Realm should have made a move long ago. Xian Chu’s people killed the ninth brother, and they must pay the price for it.” Di Kun’s gaze turned colder as he contemplated this.

Meanwhile, in a remote courtyard in Zigui City, Uncle Fu, Chu Xiao, and Chu Xiao’er had gathered after leaving Lin Shuixuan.

“Uncle Fu, why were you so humble toward that guy? I’ve never felt so wronged before,” Chu Xiao exclaimed, frustration evident in his tone. “Even if you couldn’t match the black-robed figure beside him, you are still a Dao realm expert. Speaking in such a low voice makes my Xian Chu lose all its dignity.”

He continued, “Once this matter gets out, Xian Chu will become the laughingstock of other forces. How can we hope to maintain our foothold in Xi Yuan civilization after this?”

Uncle Fu, however, merely shook his head in helplessness, not bothering to explain further. He understood that Chu Xiao was just a spoiled child, unfamiliar with the harsh realities of their world, making it difficult for him to grasp the potential consequences of their actions. Chu Xiao cared only about his own pride, failing to consider the broader implications.

Xian Chu was currently at war with the Demon Court, and the other powerful forces in Xi Yuan civilization were beginning to isolate it, drawing a clear line of separation. Among them, the Xi Yuan Temple, which had always maintained a neutral stance, had already expressed its position. Chu Gucheng had personally visited three times, pleading to see the Holy Maiden of Xi Yuan, hoping to borrow the Mirror of Reincarnation, a treasure crucial to their civilization.

However, the Holy Maiden of Xi Yuan used retreat as an excuse and conducted her affairs behind closed doors, preventing Chu Gucheng from even entering the hall of the Xi Yuan Temple. Xian Chu was on the verge of an unknown catastrophe, and Chu Gucheng had ordered everyone to remain within Xian Chu’s borders to avoid exacerbating the impending crisis. Any further complications could plunge Xian Chu into greater chaos.

At this moment, Uncle Fu was particularly wary of the young man in white; his identity was shrouded in uncertainty. Fu Lao speculated that he might hail from a legendary taboo place, a mysterious realm sought after even by the most formidable figures. However, this was merely speculation, and he needed to report these concerns to Chu Gucheng so that a decision could be made. Until then, it was crucial to avoid stirring up any trouble.

Chu Xiao’s expression was a mix of displeasure and indignation. He felt that the events of the night had not only tarnished his own reputation but had also cast a shadow over Xian Chu’s honor. After all, Uncle Fu was a Dao realm expert—someone who stood at the pinnacle of their world. For him to address a young man in such a humble manner was an affront to their lineage.

Recalling the scene, Chu Xiao seethed with anger and humiliation; his face burned with embarrassment, and his expression darkened.

“Young master,” Uncle Fu cautioned, “Xian Chu is currently facing turbulent times. If we can avoid causing trouble, we should. Moreover, I harbor a deep concern. Given the conflict between the Demon Court and Xian Chu, your identity is especially sensitive. It has now been exposed, and the king had many enemies. If you are used by others for their own ends…”

Uncle Fu shook his head, his voice tinged with a sigh, the worry evident in his eyes. Compared to the calm determination Chu Gucheng had exhibited in his youth, Chu Xiao seemed remarkably unreliable, as if he had not matured at all. Among his siblings, who wasn’t a dragon or phoenix, a true prodigy of heaven?

They all inherited some of their father’s character traits, such as forbearance, intelligence, and perseverance. In contrast, Chu Xiao had been domineering and arrogant since childhood, lacking the depth of thought that characterized his siblings. He was primarily concerned with his own feelings and interests.

“Uncle Fu, let’s not dwell on it. I understand; I’ll return to Xian Chu with you,” Chu Xiao replied quietly. “Once we’re back, I’ll focus on my cultivation and strive to break through to the Dao Realm as soon as my sister and the others do.”

Upon hearing this, Chu Xiao acknowledged Uncle Fu’s concerns. He wasn’t oblivious to Xian Chu’s current troubles; he simply felt reassured by his father’s divine powers and unfathomable strength, which led him to believe he didn’t need to worry. Nevertheless, since Uncle Fu had spoken, he had no choice but to comply and return to Xian Chu.

Uncle Fu nodded in relief. “If you can break through to the Dao Realm as soon as possible, the lord will be very pleased…”

However, before he could finish his sentence, a vast and raging demonic aura surged toward the sky outside Zigui City, astonishingly powerful. The entire sky trembled, as if an invisible and terrifying hand were pushing a boundless sea of monstrous energy toward them, threatening to engulf everything in its path.

Bang!!!

Accompanied by terrifying purple thunder, bolts as thick as mountains continued to strike down. Within the swirling monster mist, a pair of eyes emerged, glowing brightly as if they were staring directly at them. They were scarlet, resembling a blood-colored lake. A fearsome figure, cloaked and imposing, could be faintly seen standing upright, surveying the sky and the earth.

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