Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate

"NO!!"

Their screams echoed in sheer despair.

Meanwhile, Mo Hao was practically losing his mind. Five Transcendence realm cultivators—gone just like that! He could already picture the Pretentious Points slipping through his fingers. If only Jiang Chen had held back a little longer! Just a few more moments, and Mo Hao could have put on a proper show!

But before the dust could settle—

A powerful force crashed down from above.

BOOM!

The sky split open as an explosion of light swallowed everything. For a brief moment, it was like a second sun had appeared, turning heaven and earth into blinding white.

And then came the voice—lazy, arrogant, and dripping with superiority.

"Savage! Stop right there! This young master commands it!"

Jiang Chen’s eyes narrowed. Damn it, more of them?

Worse—he could already sense it—one of them was a Late-stage Transcendence realm powerhouse.

His thoughts raced.

This isn’t how things were supposed to happen…

In the original flow of events, Mo Hao would’ve ridden on his power, showing off first. Only then would this second wave of enemies arrive—giving him another chance to flaunt himself.

But now?

They showed up ahead of schedule. The work of Heavenly Fate, no doubt.

Damn Heavenly Fate! It’s always messing with things, always making things harder!

Jiang Chen let out a slow breath. No need to panic.

I’ve still got cards up my sleeve.

If he had gone all out earlier, he’d be stuck in a tough spot now. Worse, he would be handing Mo Hao the perfect chance to swoop in, take all the credit, and strut around like he owned the place.

No way was he letting that happen.

Even though a flood of thoughts rushed through his mind, barely a second had passed. The shockwave from the explosion was still rippling through the air, dust and energy swirling in the aftermath.

But through his divine sense, Jiang Chen could already see them—four figures floating just below the spatial channel.

Three young men, dressed in fine robes, their slicked-back hair and powdered faces making them look more like noble brats than warriors. And one older man, his aura calm but suffocating.

Sun Ji led the group—a so-called genius, sitting at Early-stage Transcendence realm. Behind him stood two other members of the Sun Clan, both at Peak-stage Dao Palace realm. And then, there was the old man.

A Late-stage Transcendence realm powerhouse.

Their presence alone made their status obvious. These weren’t nobodies. These were people used to standing at the top, looking down on the rest of the world.

And right now, all four of them were staring at Jiang Chen like he was nothing more than an insect under their feet.

"Young Master Sun!"

Lu Yang and his crew practically gasped in relief, their fear melting into gratitude. They had been one breath away from death, but now?

Now, they had backup.

If not for their injuries, they might have even thrown themselves to the ground in worship.

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Another powerhouse just showed up!

And not just any powerhouse—a Late-stage Transcendence realm cultivator.

This is perfect! If this guy kept Jiang Chen occupied, Mo Hao would have free rein to wipe out Lu Yang and his lackeys, turning the whole situation into his moment of glory.

He could already see it—the awe, the admiration, the Pretentious Points rolling in like a flood.

Without hesitation, he burned through the ten thousand Pretentious Points in his possession.

Boom!

A surge of power exploded through his body. His cultivation soared, energy crackling around him like a storm breaking loose.

He hadn’t quite reached the Late-stage Transcendence realm, but he was now far stronger than any Middle-stage Transcendence realm cultivator. More than enough to take Lu Yang apart piece by piece.

Mo Hao threw his head back and laughed, the sound full of confidence, full of arrogance.

"Hahaha! So, it’s Sun—"

He was just getting started, ready to unleash a line so audacious it would shake the heavens—

But the words never left his mouth.

"Go! Now! I’ll hold them off—get my master!"

Jiang Chen’s roar cut through the air, completely drowning out Mo Hao’s voice. Before Mo Hao could even process what was happening, Jiang Chen moved like a flash of lightning, his energy surging.

In an instant, he shot forward, throwing himself in front of Mo Hao—then bam! he unleashed a force so powerful it sent Mo Hao flying!

The impact hit like a raging storm.

One second, Mo Hao was standing tall. The next, he was soaring through the air like a ragdoll caught in a hurricane.

"AAAGH! JIANG CHEN, YOU BASTARD! I HATE YOU!"

His vision blurred, his body tumbling through the sky.

This was supposed to be his moment.

He had it all planned out. If everything had gone right, he would’ve gone from Early-stage to Late-stage Transcendence realm, stealing the spotlight, dominating the battlefield, making everyone tremble in awe!

But now?

Jiang Chen had ruined everything. Again.

The most infuriating part was that Jiang Chen appeared to be doing Mo Hao a favor—holding back the enemies so he could escape like some helpless weakling.

Mo Hao was stunned. Completely lost for words.

Then his shock turned to rage.

"Like hell that’s happening!" he growled, his teeth grinding together. This is the perfect chance to show off—I won’t waste it!

Jiang Chen wasn’t going to die so easily. Mo Hao knew that much.

And if Jiang Chen could survive, then Mo Hao had to go back.

Power surged through his body as he forcefully pushed against the energy that had sent him flying. His cultivation roared to life, breaking free from Jiang Chen’s force. Then—

Whoosh!

He shot back toward the battlefield.

Meanwhile, Sun Ji, the arrogant young master of the Sun Clan, stood above Jiang Chen, looking down on him like a king staring at an insect.

He chuckled. "Heh heh."

"How touching," he mocked. "Throwing your life away just to save Mo Hao? You really are a sentimental fool."

His smile widened, but his eyes were cold. "Too bad it won’t matter. None of you are leaving here alive."

His voice dripped with amusement as he continued, "But… maybe I’ll make you an offer. If you’re smart enough to hand over information about the Immortal Martial Continent and the invading demon race, I might just let you live."

A sneer spread across his face. "Of course, you’d only live as my servant."

His two brothers smirked and joined in.

"Did you hear our brother, you worthless native?" one of them taunted.

"Hand over what we want, and maybe we won’t break every bone in your body."

The other one grinned. "Refuse? Then get ready for ten thousand kinds of pain."

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, his voice steady but sharp.

"Hmph, scum like you? Even if I die today, I’ll make sure you all suffer first."

There was no time to waste. Without hesitation, he charged straight into battle.

Sun Ji barely glanced at him before lazily waving a hand. "Steward Ma, take care of this pest."

Steward Ma, a Late-stage Transcendence realm veteran, sneered, cracked his knuckles, and shot forward. "Heh, consider it done."

At the same time, Lu Yang and his group weren’t about to sit back and watch. All five Transcendence realm cultivators lunged at Jiang Chen, surrounding him like a pack of hungry wolves.

Meanwhile, from a distance, Mo Hao watched it all unfold, his expression shifting.

Jiang Chen, don’t go down yet!

Not because he actually cared. No, Jiang Chen needed to stall Steward Ma long enough for Mo Hao to jump in and steal the spotlight. If Jiang Chen fell too fast, Mo Hao wouldn’t get the chance to make his grand move.

But just as Mo Hao thought Jiang Chen was in serious trouble—

Just as Sun Ji and his cronies were sure Jiang Chen was about to be obliterated—

Something no one saw coming happened.

Jiang Chen let out a low growl.

Then—

BOOM!

A terrifying dragon aura exploded from his body, shaking the battlefield.

His flesh twisted and changed—gleaming dragon horns burst from his head, dragon scales spread across his skin, and his fingers sharpened into deadly dragon claws.

In an instant—

Jiang Chen became a dragon cultivator in full form!

"What?!"

Steward Ma’s eyes widened in horror.

His instincts screamed at him—this wasn’t just Peak-stage Transcendence realm power.

It was something beyond that.

His body trembled as realization hit. "This… this can’t be real!"

He wanted to fall back, to switch to defense—

But it was too late.

If Steward Ma was in shock, Lu Yang and the others were completely frozen. Their minds simply couldn’t process what they were seeing.

From a distance, Mo Hao’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. They were as wide as copper bells, taking in the unbelievable sight.

Jiang Chen, now in his dragon-human hybrid form, raised the Purple Heaven Immortal Sword.

And then—

SLASH!

A single, devastating swing.

Sword light cascaded down like a heavenly waterfall, swallowing everything.

Sun Ji. Steward Ma. Lu Yang. Every Transcendence realm cultivator caught in the path of that sword slash—gone in an instant.

This wasn’t just any attack.

This was a merged mega-strike, combining the terrifying might of the Falling Sun Nine Heavens Mystic Art and the Death Attraction Nine Tribulations Sword Technique.

"AHHHH!"

The battlefield filled with screams of agony and panic.

"No! I don’t want to die!"

"STOP! I’m the eldest son of the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star’s Sun Clan! If you kill me, your entire family will be wiped out!"

Their desperate cries were cut short—their bodies torn apart, turning to blood, flesh, and dust.

With just one sword slash, seven Transcendence realm cultivators were completely erased.

And then—

[Ding! You have altered the plot, successfully preventing Protagonist Mo Hao from acting pretentiously. Mo Hao’s Heavenly Fate Value has dropped by 8,000 points!]

[Ding! You have earned 16,000 Villain Value points!]

System notifications rang out in Jiang Chen’s sea of consciousness.

This was a massive win.

Meanwhile, halfway to the battlefield, Mo Hao stopped dead in his tracks. His jaw dropped, his eyes nearly bursting out of his skull.

NO!

His mind screamed in disbelief.

I was supposed to be the one to shine! I was supposed to get stronger!

His fists clenched so hard they cracked.

Jiang Chen! You’ve been hiding your strength this whole time!

You did this on purpose! You stole my moment! You RUINED my chance to show off!

His whole body shook with rage, hatred, and pure resentment.

In the next heartbeat, he surged forward at full speed—

And arrived at the battlefield.