I Truly Am The Villian

Three people casually picked an inn.

The inn was called "Ruyi."

It was of a decent size with a moderate number of patrons.

They chose a table by the street and ordered a spread of dishes.

"I heard that in Brahma Demon City, there's a Bianfu Pavilion renowned for gathering intelligence on the insides of the small worlds at the Edge of the Sky, End of the Sea."

Miss Jing said, "If the Xuan Yuan family has shown up there, there might be records on it."

"How do you know everything," Xu Zimei said with a smile.

"I've been to Brahma Demon City before, and besides, Bianfu Pavilion is quite famous here, second only to the Great Saint Palace," Miss Jing replied.

As the three were conversing, suddenly a group of monks walked in from outside.

"Bang bang bang"—the sound of their uniform footsteps resounded in unison.

All of these monks, wielding staffs, appeared to be martial monks, and they surrounded the entire inn.

"It seems they are after us," the Moon-picking Fairy said.

Xu Zimei picked up his cup and took a light sip.

The monks stopped in place, knocking their staffs on the ground, producing a series of loud echoes that made the ground tremble.

"Honorable Zen Masters, may I ask what this is about?" the innkeeper hurriedly stepped forward.

Then, the monks parted to make way for a fat monk wearing a golden kasaya to walk in.

"Things have gone missing from our Gold Cicada Temple; we heard that they were stolen by these people," the monk said, his gaze turned toward Xu Zimei and his companions.

He spoke lightly, "Now, please trouble yourselves to come with us."

"With a crime intended, one never lacks words to condemn," the Moon-picking Fairy replied indifferently.

"I don't care what you have to say, explain yourself after you've gone to Gold Cicada Temple," the obese monk said and reached out his large hand towards the Moon-picking Fairy.

The Moon-picking Fairy snorted coldly, waved her jade-like hand, and a gust of palm wind resounded with a "boom," clashing with the monk's palm.

The monk staggered several steps backwards while the Moon-picking Fairy remained cool and composed.

The monk's face turned sour as he shouted loudly, "Seize them."

Surrounding monks all raised their staffs, forming an array around them, and started circling.

"Shè (赦)," a monk bellowed from among them.

Each monk was bathed in radiant Buddha light, with their auras blazing. In the void, each solidified a character for "Shè (赦)."

The Moon-picking Fairy huffed, stood up, her flowing robe stirred as spiritual energy around her rose continuously.

With a point of her finger, ripples spread through the space around them.

Behind her, her True Fate manifested, conjuring a phantom shadow of a Nine Phoenix.

The call of the phoenix resonated through the land, the flames of the phoenix soared.

Wings spread in unison, lighting the expanse of the universe.

The screeching of the Nine Phoenix tore through the stillness of the void, setting the inn ablaze with nameless fire.

The innkeeper's face paled as he tried to put out the fire, shouting, "If you want to fight, take it outside! My small inn can't take this. If you don't stop, I will surely report this to the Brahma Sect of the Western Region."

However, nobody paid any attention to the innkeeper's words.

The Nine Phoenix flew directly towards the golden "Shè," which then transformed into a shield, and the two were locked in a stalemate.

The Moon-picking Fairy formed seals with her hands, and a crescent moon burst from her brow.

The majesty of the Nine Phoenix surged dozens of times over, shattering the "Shè" character, and charged towards the fat monk.

In an instant, the whole inn burned to ash.

The monks screamed as they were sent flying in all directions.

The might of the Nine Phoenix didn't wane, diving in for another strike.

Just then, a colossal Buddha hand slapped down, utterly annihilating the Nine Phoenix amidst its piercing cries.

The Moon-picking Fairy's gaze sharpened as she looked into the distance.

She saw an old monk in a purple kasaya approaching, holding a staff and with eight distinct scars on his bald head.

The old monk, with his white beard and Buddha light emanating around him, had skin as smooth as a newborn's, without a single wrinkle.

As he approached, the surrounding crowd seemed to hear the chanting of "Amitabha Buddha" and other Buddhist hymns.

"There's no need to look for the Brahma Sect of the Western Region, the Gold Cicada Temple is part of the Zen Sect," the old monk said calmly.

He held a Buddhist salute, as if he were a peerless Great Buddha.

In a murmur, all things come to a rest, Buddhas descend to the world, and the Wheel of Buddha begins to manifest in his mind.

"It's Jin Chanzi," someone exclaimed around.

Some followers of the Zen Sect even knelt down in worship.

"I have seen Mage Jinchan."

"Abbot," the corpulent monk also hurriedly scrambled up from the ground.

"I asked you to invite these patrons for questioning; how did it turn into such a mess?" Mage Jinchan frowned and asked.

"They refused, and they even hurt people," the corpulent monk hurriedly explained.

"A monk does not speak false words," Mage Jinchan coldly huffed.

"Wu Xing, you must recognize your crime."

The corpulent monk quickly knelt down, "Disciple is willing to accept the punishment."

"Considering it's your first offense, get up," Mage Jinchan waved his hand and approached the three individuals, including Xu Zimei.

"Is the young man from the Central Square the one injured by the lady?"

He looked at the Moon-picking Fairy and asked.

"It was me. So what?" the Moon-picking Fairy replied.

"Everything has its cause and effect. His frivolity towards you justifies your injury to him.

However, lady, your action was excessively heavy, this cause is not enough to compensate for the consequence."

"What do you intend to do?" asked the Moon-picking Fairy.

"Follow me back to the Gold Cicada Temple and be suppressed under the Buddha Monk Tower for thirty years.

After thirty years, the lady will be free to leave," Mage Jinchan said calmly.

"What if I don't go?" the Moon-picking Fairy asked.

"That's not up to you," Mage Jinchan gave a Buddhist salute, and it seemed as if a Great Buddha rose up from the ground around him.

"Then today, I can only enlighten you," the monk said.

The Moon-picking Fairy's gaze sharpened, her glabella lit up with moonlight as if the full moon hung high, and her aura surged immensely.

But when Mage Jinchan raised his hand, that full moon was instantly suppressed.

The might of the Immortal Extreme surged around.

"You have the heart of the full moon, yet you lack the virtues of the full moon. Today, I shall extract your full moon," he said.

As the Moon-picking Fairy was suppressed and immobilized on the spot, Xu Zimei picked up a pair of chopsticks and gave them a gentle shake.

A piece of vegetable leaf on the chopsticks shot forward.

The leaf, like a scythe, slit the firmament, heading towards Mage Jinchan.

With a "boom", the grand palm of the mage was destroyed, a powerful sonic explosion sounded, and Mage Jinchan was sent flying.

He crashed through several inns before finally coming to a halt.

"This dish is a bit too savory," Xu Zimei said, minding his business.

Mage Jinchan immediately rose to his feet, and from his mouth came the sound of Buddhist chanting, his eyes turned to gold as he peered through the void at Xu Zimei.

"May I know who you are?" he asked.

"Just a patron having a meal," Xu Zimei said with a smile.

"I heard you wanted to enlighten others; can you enlighten yourself?" he asked.

"You're with her," Mage Jinchan asked with a heavy gaze.

"That's not important," Xu Zimei said with a smile.

"You should think about how you're going to leave this place."

"I am a person of the Zen Sect, you wouldn't dare kill me," Mage Jinchan said lightly.

In Brahma Demon City, the Zen Sect is an absolute talisman for protection.

"Do you want to try?" Xu Zimei slowly turned his head, asking with a light smile.