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

The spatial channel snapped shut in an instant, vanishing like it had never existed.

Below, the once-flat ground was now a massive crater—so deep and wide that if you poured an ocean into it, it wouldn’t look out of place.

Jiang Chen had already reverted to his human form. He lay sprawled on a jagged boulder, his face pale as he popped pills into his mouth one after another, working to restore his strength.

But in reality? He wasn’t nearly as bad off as he looked.

Thanks to absorbing the qi and blood energy of all seven Transcendence realm cultivators—including Steward Ma—his cultivation had skyrocketed. If he wanted, he could push his power even further with a single thought.

The only reason he was pretending to be weak was to see how Mo Hao would react.

"Jiang Chen!"

Mo Hao stormed over, his eyes blazing with fury.

Jiang Chen squinted, frowning. "Weren’t you supposed to go find my master?"

"Is this how you repay my trust? Do you have any idea? I almost died!" His voice shook with frustration and disappointment.

"AHHHH!" Mo Hao threw his hands in the air, his rage hitting its peak. "Don’t you dare steal my moment again!"

For a split second, he looked like he might actually attack. His fists clenched. His whole body trembled. But in the end, he held back. Jiang Chen was just too damn strong. And who knew what other tricks he had up his sleeve?

Jiang Chen raised an eyebrow. "Huh? Steal your moment? What does that even mean?"

"You don’t need to know!" Mo Hao shouted hoarsely, trying—and failing—to suppress his anger. "Just stay out of my way from now on!"

"What?"

Jiang Chen’s expression shifted in an instant—first surprise, then confusion, then full-blown anger. His acting was flawless.

"You’re telling me to stay out of it? Do you even realize how dangerous that was? I saved your life, and now you think I’m meddling?" His eyes locked onto Mo Hao, as if he were looking at a complete stranger.

Mo Hao’s heart skipped a beat.

For a moment, blinded by rage, he had convinced himself that Jiang Chen was deliberately ruining his chance to show off.

But now, as his anger cooled, doubt crept in.

Jiang Chen had been in a life-or-death situation. Was it really just to mess with him?

Still, one thing was clear—Mo Hao’s wariness of Jiang Chen had reached its peak.

And more than that, he was done with him.

Ever since they met, he had lost two chances to flex, and even his attempt at a subtle, elegant moment was completely wrecked by Jiang Chen’s master.

These two—Jiang Chen and his master—were nothing but bad luck!

If he didn’t cut ties now, who knew what disasters awaited him in this life… or even the next?

"Jiang Chen!" Mo Hao jabbed a finger at him, face twisting with frustration.

"From this moment on, we’re done!"

"Don’t ever interfere with me again!" he shouted, his spit flying through the air.

"Mo Hao, have you lost your damn mind!?" Jiang Chen pushed himself up, staring at him like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

"Stay away from me, you walking disaster!" Mo Hao shot back, his voice shaking with fury. Then, without another word, he turned into a streak of light and blasted off into the distance.

"Mo Hao!! The spatial node is unstable! The demon race could invade at any moment! Don’t be reckless!" Jiang Chen shouted, reaching out as if he could somehow pull him back.

But Mo Hao didn’t even hesitate. In the blink of an eye, he was gone, vanishing over the horizon.

Jiang Chen clenched his jaw. This guy…

He could feel it—Mo Hao was getting dangerously close to outright turning against him.

If I keep stopping him from showing off, sooner or later, he’s going to realize I’ve figured out his secret. He’ll know I’ve been shutting him down on purpose.

Jiang Chen exhaled sharply. Fine. From now on, I’ll handle this differently. If we end up as enemies, so be it. But I can’t rush it. If I push too hard and trigger some weird Heavenly Fate backlash, who knows what kind of disaster could hit me next?

His eyes narrowed. Thinking about it now… his broken cheat really does work through acting arrogant. He basically admitted it just now.

Shaking off those thoughts, Jiang Chen turned toward a group of weak cultivators he had already sensed with his divine sense.

He had deliberately spared them earlier. They weren’t worth killing—not when he could turn them into pawns instead.

With a flick of his hand, the Ten Thousand Soulseed Art surged to life. One by one, the remaining twenty Dao Palace realm cultivators and a dozen Dao Comprehension realm cultivators fell under his control.

His forces were growing.

And with that handled, Jiang Chen activated a spatial channel, taking a longer, safer route toward the Bottomless Abyss.

With that settled, Jiang Chen activated a spatial channel and took a longer, safer route toward the Bottomless Abyss.

The spatial node there was in bad shape—barely holding together. His first priority was locking it down before anything worse happened.

Before leaving, he had already ordered all Dao Comprehension realm and higher cultivators from the Immortal Martial Continent to gather at the Immortal Martial Cave Heaven.

That meant Mo Hao had no real targets left to show off against.

If he wanted to flaunt his strength now, he’d have to do it in front of nobodies—small fries who wouldn’t give him much of a reward.

And Jiang Chen had no plans to let him out of his sight for long.

The moment the spatial node was secured, he’d be right back on Mo Hao’s trail.

But that wasn’t the only thing on his mind. While stabilizing the node, he’d also take the time to check through his war spoils, refine his new gains, and strengthen himself as much as possible.

No wasted time. No wasted opportunities.

Not long after, Jiang Chen arrived at the Bottomless Abyss’s spatial node—and it was worse than he expected. The entire thing was shaking violently, barely hanging on.

The formation he and Nangong Wan had set up earlier? It was already covered in cracks, on the verge of breaking apart.

Without hesitation, Jiang Chen activated his Void Tribulation Soulring. The souls of Shangguan Ning and Nangong Wan merged together, kicking off the process of stabilizing the node.

Nangong Wan led the way, controlling the main flow of energy. Shangguan Ning provided support. Meanwhile, Jiang Chen took this chance to go through his spoils, making the most of the situation.

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At the same time, on the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star, a massive purple plateau stretched across the land, crowned by an unimaginably huge mountain.

This peak was so enormous that it covered nearly a third of the star’s surface, glowing with a brilliance that rivaled the sun itself.

This was Purple Crest Immortal Mountain—the heart of the Purple Crest Immortal Sect.

The sect wasn’t just powerful—it was one of the two strongest forces on the entire star. Even the well-respected Northern Dipper Immortal Sect was considered a subordinate under its rule.

And within this vast hierarchy, the Sun Clan, home to Sun Ji and his brothers, was one of the most dominant factions in the entire sect.

Right now, however, the usual peace of a grand residence in the Purple Crest Immortal Sect was shattered. This place, normally like a celestial paradise, was filled with the sounds of pure agony.

"My sons!"

A breathtakingly beautiful woman, her face streaked with tears, wailed in despair. Her usual grace was gone, twisted into something raw and broken.

"They died such a terrible death!"

Her cries rang out like a vengeful spirit, shaking the very air.

"Damn that Profound Jade Immortal Alliance! It’s because of them my sons are gone!"

Her voice carried fury, grief, and an overwhelming thirst for revenge.

The Profound Jade Immortal Alliance had been formed by the top powers of the Profound Jade Immortal Domain to fight against the demon race. And to make sure every faction pulled its weight, the alliance made a strict rule—powerful clans had to lead by example.

Their direct descendants were expected to fight on the front lines, earn military merits, and prove their worth. No special treatment. No hiding behind family status.

That was how the three Sun brothers ended up on the Immortal Martial Continent.

"Shut your mouth!!"

A furious roar echoed through the courtyard.

Sun Tianlin, the father of Sun Ji, stood trembling with anger, his face torn between grief and fury.

"How dare you curse the Profound Jade Immortal Alliance? Do you want to bring disaster upon the Sun Clan?!"

His plan had been simple. He only meant to send his sons on a brief mission—more of a formality than anything. Gather some information, show their presence, then return home safely.

With Steward Ma keeping an eye on them, nothing should have gone wrong.

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Besides, earlier groups like Lu Yang’s team, who had been sent out as cannon fodder, reported back that everything was fine. If there had been any danger, they would have said so. That was why Sun Ji and his brothers left so confidently.

Who could have guessed that the moment they arrived, they’d be wiped out in a single strike?

"I don’t care!!"

A piercing scream rang out.

Sun Tianlin’s wife lunged at him, her nails clawing at his robes, her body shaking with uncontrollable grief.

"You useless man! You owe me my sons! Give them back! GIVE THEM BACK!!"

She sobbed hysterically, her once-elegant form now completely lost to madness.

Sun Tianlin clenched his teeth, his own pain twisting deep inside him. But there was no time for mourning.

"Someone, summon the cultivator army! I’m leading a campaign to the Immortal Martial Continent myself!"

His bloodshot eyes burned with rage. If his sons had died, someone was going to pay the price.