I Truly Am The Villian

"What do you mean?" A bad premonition suddenly surged in Ye Lingtian’s heart.

"Now, we six Elders jointly reject the order previously issued by the Family Head regarding the appointment of the first in the competition as the family successor, and thus the command is hereby revoked," the Great Elder said indifferently.

"I second the motion."

"I also second the motion."

...…

The other five Elders behind all nodded in agreement.

Ye Lingtian’s face turned awkward, staring fiercely at these high-ranking members of the family.

He chuckled lightly and said faintly, "Is this the taste of power?

The upper echelons use their authority and rules to play others in the palm of their hands.

If the position of Family Head successor was originally reserved for my elder brother, why bother with this grand competition at all?"

"Fei Ling is naturally more suitable than you to inherit the position of Family Head," the Great Elder snorted coldly. "If you don’t believe me, ask the people here, what kind of image they really have of you in their hearts."

On the side, Ye Shilong also sighed and said, "Tian’er, when your elder brother becomes the Family Head, you can be an Elder and assist him well.

The two of you together can lead our Ye Family to an even more glorious future."

Hearing everyone’s words, Ye Lingtian laughed ironically.

All these years of enduring humiliation was just for waiting for an opportunity, wasn’t it?

But now, it seemed that all his efforts had become a wasted joke.

...

"I do not accept this," Ye Lingtian barely lifted his head and bellowed in defiance.

He knew this was his only chance, if he gained nothing now, it would be very difficult for him to rise again in the future.

"What can you do about it if you don’t accept?" the Great Elder snorted coldly. "I don’t believe, after falling so far for so many years, how you could have suddenly advanced to the Esteem Vein Realm.

Look at your current state; I suspect that you might have colluded with some evil skill."

Waves of Demonic Qi rolled around Ye Lingtian, and he laughed with disdain, "What, have you started to convict me already?"

"The family will investigate this matter thoroughly; you better stay behind," said the Great Elder indifferently.

As his words fell, the aura of the Saint Vein Realm emanated from his body, pressing down directly towards Ye Lingtian.

Though only recently ascended to the Saint Vein Realm, he was still not someone Ye Lingtian, a Martial Artist of the Esteem Vein Realm, could contend with.

A vast aura enveloped him, and Ye Lingtian only felt a heaviness all over, as if his entire body was bound, completely unable to move.

...

"How could I lose, lose to a failure?" Just then, Ye Feiling, who had been knocked to the ground by Ye Lingtian, stood up from the ground with disheveled hair.

He looked at Ye Lingtian beside him, his mind in turmoil—the sense of superiority he’d had since childhood made it impossible for him to accept this defeat, and his eyes revealed intense madness.

"Die, failure," he roared, raising his sword to strike down at Ye Lingtian.

The Sword Qi was fierce, his expression ferocious, clearly showing no intention of holding back.

Just as the longsword was about to pierce into Ye Lingtian’s abdomen, a blue figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd, shielding Ye Lingtian.

"Pu,"

The longsword entered his body, and the sharp sword’s edge carried boundless Sword Qi in a flurry of slashes.

Gu Yun lowered his head to look at the longsword piercing into his body, then turned his head with a smile to say to Ye Lingtian, "Lingtian brother, this is all I can do."

Endless Demonic Qi roared around Ye Lingtian, harboring a madness and nefarious nature within.

As the roar of the Demonic Qi grew more and more intense, the Great Elder’s Saint Vein Realm’s aura of Suppression was momentarily broken through.

Ye Lingtian embraced the girl stained red with blood in his arms, his eyes reddening, wanting to say something, but it felt as if something was stuck in his throat.

For a long while, he couldn’t utter a single word, only shaking his head in pain, whimpering repeatedly, "Don’t, don’t leave."

"Lingtian brother, do you know? I really wanted to be with you for life, even if it was a simple one, even if it was hard, it wouldn’t matter, I really wanted to," Gu Yun stretched out her hands, gently wiping away the unstoppable tears at the corners of Ye Lingtian’s eyes.

Blood flowed out of the wound in her chest as if it didn’t care for life, Gu Yun’s complexion growing paler, even her eyes gradually losing their luster.

"Don’t worry, once you’re well, I’ll take you away from here, to a place where no one can find us, where no one can disturb us," Ye Lingtian hurriedly said.

His hands trembling, he took out handfuls of Pills from the Storage Ring and fed them into Gu Yun’s mouth.

Unfortunately, when the longsword had pierced her, the Sword Qi had thoroughly destroyed the five viscera and six bowels within Gu Yun’s body.

Unless there were some Defy the Heavens Pills, they would be of no help at all.

"Lingtian brother, promise me, you have to take good care of yourself," as the last trace of a smile froze on Gu Yun’s face, her hands slowly slid off Ye Lingtian’s face, and her eyes gradually closed.

Ye Lingtian let out a despairing howl towards the sky, calling the girl’s name over and over, but there was no response.

Long ago, he had thought that his dream was a grand ambition, to achieve great undertakings that would shake the world.

But it wasn’t until the girl died in his arms that he suddenly realized that the girl in his arms was truly everything to him in this life.

The so-called grand ambition was nothing more than bullshit.

"You deserve to die," Ye Lingtian raised his head, his gaze filled with murderous hatred, staring fixedly at Ye Feiling.

Ye Feiling stepped back several steps, swallowing a mouthful of spit harshly.

"Enough, let’s end this matter here. Do we really want others to witness and laugh at our Ye Family’s disgrace?" the Great Elder said with a frown on the side.

Ye Lingtian paid no mind to the Great Elder’s words; with Demonic Qi swirling around him, he charged directly towards Ye Feiling.

"I said it’s over, didn’t you hear?" A palm formed of condensed Spiritual Energy descended from the sky, striking Ye Lingtian down to the ground.

With difficulty, Ye Lingtian stood up, sneering in misery, and once again disregarded everything as he lunged towards Ye Feiling.

Ye Feiling didn’t dare to engage in battle and could only keep retreating backward.

"Ye Lingtian, do you want to slay your own kin?" the Great Elder snorted coldly, his entire Saint Vein Realm aura coalescing, completely immobilizing Ye Lingtian on the spot.

No matter how much Ye Lingtian struggled, the overwhelming aura was all in vain.

"Family Head, Elders, I suspect he has been controlled by Evil skill, and should be executed on the spot," Ye Feiling took the opportunity to say.

Hearing Ye Feiling’s words, Ye Shilong slightly frowned, stayed silent for a short while, then said indifferently, "Lock him up in solitary confinement for now."

Ye Lingtian was immobilized and could not move, helplessly watching as two Ye Family disciples took him away.

Ye Lingtian’s face lacked any expression, his eyes like a pool of dead water, quietly staring at Gu Yun’s corpse.

After Ye Lingtian was taken away, Ye Shilong stepped forward and apologized to everyone present who had come to watch the competition.

As the tournament ended, many people present understood that this incident would inevitably cause a stir in Mixed Yuan Ancient City, becoming a topic of conversation for people at tea and meals.