I Truly Am The Villian

Guyu Village was not a particularly vast village.

It merely harbored a sparse population of a few hundred residents.

At the entrance of the village, two ancient poplar trees stood, their branches gently swaying with the breeze.

Xu Zimei and King Qinyou arrived in the village.

Most of the villagers were mere mortals, and the strongest among them was only at the Spirit Vein Realm.

And this martial artist at the Spirit Vein Realm was none other than the village chief of Guyu Village, the elder in the blue robe, Gu Qingyun.

The two stayed in Gu Qingyun’s home.

The courtyard was not large, and there were two side rooms in the backyard.

Both entered the side rooms, and King Qinyou’s brows furrowed slightly as he looked at Xu Zimei and asked, "Stop beating around the bush.

What exactly is going on here?"

"There are myriad races in the world, and the Bloodthirsty Evil Clan is just one part of them," said Xu Zimei with a smile.

"A long time ago, the Bloodthirsty Evil Clan was exiled because their race was too cruel.

Just like their name, bloodthirsty.

They needed to rely on vast quantities of fresh blood to survive.

This also led to too much bloodshed."

Upon hearing Xu Zimei’s words, King Qinyou fell silent for a moment, then said, "But what does this have to do with Buddha Country?"

"Later, the ancestors of the Bloodthirsty Evil Clan used great sorcery to bring their tribe back from the exile lands.

The Bloodthirsty Evil Clan that returned to Yuan Central Continent immediately caused a storm of blood and carnage.

In their quest for fresh blood, they killed countless beings.

Countless lives were lost, and rivers of blood flowed."

Xu Zimei replied, "They even established the Ancient Realm and raised living creatures inside.

Like fattened pigs awaiting slaughter, they would just cut them open whenever they needed."

"Are you talking about the sealed Ancient Realm that we are in now?" King Qinyou instantly realized.

"Exactly," Xu Zimei nodded.

"Back then, World Venerable Yicheng was preaching his Buddhist Law.

Relieving suffering and difficulties, and ferrying all beings to salvation.

Later, he resolutely led his Buddhist disciples into the heart of the Ancient Realm.

They began the long struggle against the Bloodthirsty Evil Clan.

And as you know, the Buddhist disciples were annihilated, and World Venerable Yicheng himself perished in that battle."

"Then who are the evil spirits the villagers talk about?" King Qinyou seemed to have guessed something and asked.

"It’s World Venerable Yicheng’s group, of course," said Xu Zimei, shaking his head.

"The Buddhist disciples were defeated and, ultimately, under the promotion of the Bloodthirsty Evil Clan.

They became the heroes who protected the Ancient Realm and established the Enforcement Hall.

And World Venerable Yicheng and his followers became the evil spirits that were to invade the Ancient Realm."

King Qinyou fell silent for a moment before finally asking, "I want to know what role Wuhua Temple plays in all of this?"

"Just a pitiful character," Xu Zimei said, shaking his head.

"They’re not important, a temple established by the weak, ignored by everyone.

Latterly, for fame, strength, renown, and status.

They sold their souls to the dark."

King Qinyou slowly nodded his head; he finally understood most of it.

"So what do we do now?"

"Originally, I wanted to go directly to the Bloodthirsty Evil Clan," Xu Zimei said.

"But now that Buddha Country has suddenly intervened, I’ve changed my mind.

Let them take the lead, and we’ll reap the benefits of their efforts."

"I understand, so we wait further," King Qinyou nodded.

...…

In the days that followed, Xu Zimei and King Qinyou settled down quite comfortably in Guyu Village.

However, Chief Gu Qingyun remained wary of the two and often had men secretly surveil them.

Xu Zimei had also managed to integrate into the life here.

He understood that the fate of the people here was tragic.

Whether it was the adults who had already begun their cultivation or the children who had just been born.

From the beginning, their fate had already been sealed.

They didn’t even know anything.

They considered the Ancient Realm a vast world.

Little did they know, it was merely a cage to raise them, pigs for the slaughter.

Xu Zimei asked the village head for a map of the nearby area.

There were three cities near Guyu Village, and Xu Zimei often had nothing better to do than to wander around the cities.

Finally, on the seventh day,

he encountered the followers of Buddha Country in a city known as Zihao City.

Among them was Liu Zongfang, including the Immortal Mortal Sect, and several hundred other people from various forces and loose cultivators.

These people seemed to be aware of the dangers of Burial Buddha Temple.

Instead of acting recklessly, they gathered together, following the instructions of the Tongming Observer.

Xu Zimei was waiting for the Tongming Observer to make a move.

He knew that Buddha Country had a backup plan, but what it was, he did not know.

Otherwise, with the strength of the Tongming Observer, coming here was pure suicide.

Whether it was Guyu Village or Zihao City,

each city had its own Enforcement Hall.

These people did not rashly attack the Enforcement Hall but instead gathered all sorts of information about the Bloodthirsty Evil Clan.

...

Xu Zimei did not disturb the others; he silently returned to Guyu Village.

The pace of life in the village was very slow, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Finally, on a morning in October when the autumn wind had withered the leaves,

the normally quiet village erupted into activity early in the morning.

People bustled about within the village, creating a lively scene.

Xu Zimei and King Qinyou got up and went out, and after asking around with a villager on the streets,

they understood what was going on.

The Enforcement Hall was coming to the village to recruit Law Enforcers.

According to the information left by the Enforcement Hall, creatures from the outside world kept trying to attack the Ancient Realm.

The peaceful life that the people here enjoyed was all because of the Law Enforcers fighting and shedding their blood on the front lines.

Therefore, across the entire Ancient Realm, every Law Enforcer was a hero.

And since there had been a large number of casualties among the Law Enforcers, every three years, the Enforcement Hall would recruit a large number of Law Enforcers throughout the Ancient Realm.

Hearing this, Xu Zimei snorted disdainfully.

"What Law Enforcers, it’s just that the time to harvest the leeks has come," he said.

"What do you mean?" King Qinyou frowned slightly beside him.

"The pigs are fattened up, what do you think is going to happen?" Xu Zimei asked.

"Slaughter," King Qinyou paused for a moment.

"The so-called resistance against the evil spirits from the outside world, becoming Law Enforcers, becoming heroes, it’s all lies."

Xu Zimei nodded slightly.

"Those filled with fervor will find out that what awaits them is only the descending cleaver."

King Qinyou fell silent for a moment and said nothing more.

A person is a person because they are not heartless machines.

If there is a heart, there must be a conscience.

Mmost people will always have the attitude of not caring for anything that doesn’t concern them directly.

Everyone sweeps the snow before their own doorsteps. People like the World Venerable Yicheng are not common.

If it weren’t for that thing, King Qinyou wouldn’t care about what happened here either.

"Should we tell them the truth?" King Qinyou asked.

"Do you think they would believe you?" Xu Zimei chuckled lightly.

He shook his head and said, "I only recognize one principle."