I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 47: Chapter 47 Subduing Ren Pingsheng

“Kid, hand over all the healing pills you have,” Ren Pingsheng said to them, his aura of the Empty Vein Realm enveloping him.

“Descendant of the Sun Devouring Emperor, you truly disgrace your ancestors,” Xu Zimei said with a smile, not the least bit nervous. “To think a Great Emperor’s descendant has fallen to such a state, it’s quite pitiful.”

Ren Pingsheng let out a cold snort as spiritual energy surged even more violently around him, and a huge hand made of spiritual energy reached out toward Xu Zimei and his companions.

“If you dare to touch us, we are disciples of the True Martial Holy Sect,” Xiao Guizi shouted from the side. “My father is an Inner Sect Elder of the True Martial Holy Sect.”

Ren Pingsheng’s brows furrowed, and the spiritual energy hand halted; he didn’t fear ordinary Holy Sect disciples—killing them was just killing them. The True Martial Holy Sect had so many disciples, it was impossible to pay attention to them all.

But if the other party was the son of an Elder, that could be problematic.

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If he killed an Elder’s son, even if the Holy Sect ignored it, their father surely wouldn’t let it go.

The Inner Sect Elders of the Holy Sect were all Esteem Vein powerhouses, and some with exceptional talent were even Emperor Pulse powerhouses.

Ren Pingsheng couldn’t afford to provoke such figures, even though, by birthright, he was of much nobler blood as a descendant of the Sun Devouring Emperor.

Unfortunately, he had not received his ancestor’s legacy, currently possessing nothing more than a title.

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Ren Pingsheng gave the group a deep look, then turned to leave.

“Hey, how about we make a deal?” Xu Zimei called out to him.

“I have no interest in your True Martial Holy Sect,” Ren Pingsheng turned back and said indifferently.

“No, no, no, don’t you want to receive your ancestor’s legacy?” Xu Zimei asked with a smile.

Ren Pingsheng’s gaze sharpened, his heartbeat suddenly accelerating as he stared intently at Xu Zimei and asked briskly, “What do you know?”

“Let’s make a deal. I can heal your injuries and even help you obtain the legacy. In return, you’ll pledge your service to me, how about it?” Xu Zimei said straightforwardly.

“Impossible,” Ren Pingsheng’s complexion changed; serving someone else meant losing freedom, and that wasn’t his style.

“Think about it carefully. With your current situation, without someone’s help,

Those coveting the Sun Devouring Emperor’s legacy will certainly not let you go. Your entire life would be spent fleeing from endless assassination attempts,” Xu Zimei tempted patiently. “But if you join me, becoming one of my War Generals, I will take you to see the scenery above the firmament.”

“The scenery above the firmament,” Ren Pingsheng murmured to himself, his expression momentarily stunned.

Xu Zimei took a healing pill from his Storage Ring and tossed it to Ren Pingsheng, saying, “If you’re willing, eat it to recover from your injuries, then make a Heavenly Oath.”

Ren Pingsheng pondered for a while before his eyes glowed with an indescribable brilliance as he looked at Xu Zimei and said, “I can join your force, but you have to help me kill that hypocrite, Yue Buli.”

“I never help others take revenge,” Xu Zimei said with a shake of the head and a smile. “Isn’t it most satisfying to exact vengeance with one’s own hands, with blood on the blade?”

“But the gap between him and me is still wide, and who knows when I’ll reach his level. I can’t wait that long,” Ren Pingsheng said pensively.

The difference between the Empty Vein Realm and the Esteem Vein Realm might just be one realm, but it’s like a chasm, so broad that many people can’t cross it in their lifetime.

“You must have confidence in yourself,” Xu Zimei said. “Once you’ve acquired your ancestor’s legacy, you’ll be on the Grand Road ahead.”

In his previous life, Ren Pingsheng was a truly ruthless character; it’s just that now, without the legacy, he clearly lacked confidence.

“I hope you’re not deceiving me,” Ren Pingsheng nodded and then looked up at the firmament to swear by the Heavenly Dao.

“Heavenly Dao is supreme, today I, Ren Pingsheng, hereby swear an oath. If Xu Zimei can assist me in obtaining the legacy of the Sun Devouring Ancestor, I am willing to follow him all my life, to campaign across the Firmament, until death do us part.”

As Ren Pingsheng’s words fell, the sky suddenly began to churn as winds rose and clouds gathered, obscuring the fierce sun, only to return to normal in the blink of an eye.

This kind of oath isn’t merely spoken with the lips, but engraved with one’s True Fate upon the Heavenly Dao. Once it is violated, the Heavenly Dao will bring down a great catastrophe to kill the violator.

Moreover, not everyone has the power to make such an oath, only those who have opened the fourth Vein Gate and successfully condensed their Destiny can do so.

Shili Changkong had also once made such an oath.

“Now you can tell me the location of my ancestor’s legacy, right?” Ren Pingsheng said.

“Go back to the ancestral shrine of your Ren Family. There, a statue of the Sun Devouring Emperor is enshrined,” Xu Zimei said. “When you get back, move the statue, and beneath it, you’ll find a hidden brick. The key is the flute you hold in your hand.

When the time comes, use the flute to open the hidden brick and all will become clear.”

“The ancestor’s legacy is in the ancestral shrine?” Ren Pingsheng looked surprised; why had no one in the Ren Family ever known about this?

If they had obtained the legacy earlier, their Ren Family wouldn’t have declined.

Xu Zimei didn’t say much else. “Go back and see for yourself. If I haven’t lied to you, once you’ve obtained the legacy, come find me at the True Martial Holy Sect.”

Ren Pingsheng nodded, then deep bowed deeply to Xu Zimei and took to the skies to leave.

Watching the departing figure, Xu Zimei’s lips curled into a smile.

Ren Pingsheng, a man whose name once echoed throughout the entire Yuan Central Continent.

In fact, Xu Zimei was merely going with the flow, for even if he didn’t tell Ren Pingsheng, he would have stumbled upon the legacy of the Sun Devouring Emperor in a fortuitous event before long.

Then he would truly embark on that lonely journey destined to become world-renowned.

“Big brother, how do you know so much?” Xiao Guizi was still confused.

“Observe more, do more, ask less,” Xu Zimei said, looking up.

Xiao Guizi quickly nodded, aware that he had been too curious, and that there were things he ought not to ask.

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Ten Mile Town, the location of Xu Zimei’s current mission. It is situated on the eastern edge of the Extreme West Region, under the jurisdiction of March City, and also a part of the Green Wood Empire.

Maple trees gently sway at the entrance of the town, their dark red leaves scattered all around, taking oaths and dreams along with them into the distance.

In the afternoon, the party of three arrived at Ten Mile Town. The Desert Flying Horse they had ridden all day neighed wearily, looking utterly exhausted.

A cold wind started to blow through the sky, and birds glided low in the distance, and unpredictably, it began to rain.

What started as raindrops gradually turned into a misty drizzle as the daylight darkened.

“Big brother, let’s first go to Ministry Councillor Hu’s home,” Xiao Guizi suggested.

Ministry Councillor Hu was the one who had assigned them this mission.

Xu Zimei nodded and just as they were about to move, they saw a group of people also entering from the direction of the town entrance.