I Truly Am The Villian

A woman with a giant axe on her back slowly walked in.

She wasn’t particularly beautiful, but her appearance was rather delicate.

She wore a black long robe, with light blue trousers underneath.

Her hair was cut short, ear-length, and she had willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes.

The moment this woman entered the inn, Xu Zimei felt something unusual.

His Prison Suppressor Demon Body reacted, seemingly excited, experiencing the kind of thrill when encountering another of the same battle body.

Xu Zimei guessed that no ordinary Hundred Great Battle Bodies could elicit such a strong reaction from the Prison Suppressor Demon Body.

That left only one possibility, it had to be one of the top three battle bodies, meaning the other person possessed one of the top three ranked battle bodies.

He had seen the owner of the third battle body, Jiang Mochou, if it hadn’t been for the mysterious old man who suddenly appeared and took Jiang Mochou away, he probably would have had Xiao Guizi capture her by now.

And this woman before him most likely possessed the second-ranked Axe Breaker Emperor Body.

...

"Interesting," Xu Zimei drank a cup of wine, looking at the woman before him with great interest.

The great world’s situation was growing more and more chaotic, destiny was about to take form, and more and more Talented Disciples had appeared.

Now that all three top battle bodies had emerged, this was something that had never happened in past eras.

This was destined, as the prophecy said, to be an extremely brilliant era.

Xu Zimei could tell at a glance the realm of this woman; she was at the Emperor Pulse Peak and was close to breaking through to the Saint Vein.

However, the later stages of opening the Vein Gates were incredibly difficult, and this step would probably take a lot of time!

At this moment, it wasn’t only Xu Zimei who was observing; the woman had also been sizing him up since she walked into the inn.

After entering the inn, her Axe Breaker Emperor Body could clearly feel trembling.

It was a trembling almost tinged with fear.

This was the first time she had encountered such a thing since she received the Axe Breaker Emperor Body.

Tan Jiulin almost immediately remembered the words her master had once said to her.

"She who accepts the second battle body, from then on, will also have her own mission."

"The man in that mission," she murmured, looking towards Xu Zimei.

"Guest, are you staying at the inn as well?" the inn’s waiter came over and hurriedly asked.

"Like him, bring me a jar of wine," Tan Jiulin replied indifferently.

She walked up to Xu Zimei and calmly asked, "May I sit here?"

"Sure," Xu Zimei nodded.

After Tan Jiulin sat down, she took the jar of wine from the waiter without using a bowl.

She took a big gulp directly from the jar and then looked at Xu Zimei with a smile, "Do you believe in destiny, young master?"

"I don’t," Xu Zimei shook his head.

"Why?" Tan Jiulin asked curiously.

"The strong want the weak to become lambs to the slaughter within a pen, so they deceive the weak with talk of destiny to make them give up struggling."

Xu Zimei countered, "If destiny is real, then who determines destiny?

And for the person who sets destiny, what then is his own destiny?"

Hearing Xu Zimei’s words, Tan Jiulin fell silent for a moment.

After a long while, she finally spoke, "But my destiny tells me that struggling is useless.

Some battles, you will inevitably encounter one day.

In this world, there will always be success and failure."

"I don’t understand what you’re talking about, nor do I care to entertain any talk of destiny," Xu Zimei shook his head.

He replied, "Either you become a shrinking turtle, or if you block my path, stand in my way, then I’ll tear you to pieces."

"I would like to spar with you," Tan Jiulin slowly took the giant axe off her back and said seriously.

"You’re too weak, and besides," Xu Zimei pointed towards the door of the inn, and said, "take care of your own troubles first."

...

As soon as his voice fell, there was a "boom."

The doors of the inn were kicked open, sending shards of wood flying.

Someone outside shouted, "City Lord, I have just witnessed with my own eyes that woman entering this inn."

With the sound of that voice, a group of people emerged from the outside of the inn.

The frightened innkeeper cowered at the front, not daring to move.

This group was the city’s guards, led by a middle-aged man in a red robe.

Beside the middle-aged man stood an elder in green clothes.

"Witch, I’d like to see where you can flee to," the middle-aged man shouted, looking at Tan Jiulin.

"You killed my son, and today you shall join him in burial here in Blood Slaughter City."

"I never intended to run; it’s only the wishful thinking of you fools," she replied.

Tan Jiulin slowly stood up, her giant axe emitting a sharp edge.

Then she swung the giant axe in front of her, chopping down directly.

A beam of axe light burst forth from the blade, and with a "boom," it split the inn in two.

The middle-aged man and the elder dodged swiftly, but the group of guards behind them was annihilated within it.

"Emperor Pulse Peak," the middle-aged man said with an embarrassed complexion.

His name was Xue Fengyu, the City Lord of Blood Slaughter City, but he himself was only at the realm of Emperor Pulse.

"Elder Xue, I’m afraid I’ll have to trouble you this time," Xue Fengyu turned his head to the elder in green beside him.

His face was grave, "This woman is no ordinary person; I might not be able to capture her.

Let’s attack together for a quick resolution."

Elder Xue nodded slightly, and both of their bodies exploded with the might of the Emperor Pulse Realm.

"Your son disrespected me, ordering his guards to abduct me into his mansion. I had no choice but to kill him.

I did not wish to kill the innocent, but now it seems you too must die."

Tan Jiulin snorted, her giant axe bursting with endless sharpness.

Her slender frame wielded the giant axe as if it was tailor-made for her, with moves both wide and powerful.

Each strike carried immense might.

Xue Fengyu and the elder found themselves suppressed in the fight.

The entire inn was split into pieces beneath the giant axe, with nearby houses also collapsing.

Only the table of Xu Zimei remained intact as he sat drinking in the midst of the ruins,

watching the fight unfold.

The woman was not only more experienced in battle, but even the Vein Skills she used were of a very high level.

Xue Fengyu and the elder grew more frightened as the battle intensified, their hands already marked with several cuts.

"Madam, we have already reported this matter to the Blood Nether Holy Sect, and someone from the Holy Sect will come soon.

You still have time to run away," Xue Fengyu shouted from the side.

Already exhausted, he had no choice but to reveal this information to save himself.

"Noisy," Tan Jiulin uttered coldly.

The giant axe in her hands grew increasingly sharp, with a mass of black spiritual energy enveloping the blade,

as if a terrifying, fierce face was roaring on the edge.

Tan Jiulin’s hair fluttered, the giant axe drawing endless radiance, tearing through layers of space, striking down in one blow.

Xue Fengyu and the elder’s eyes were split wide open as they saw they couldn’t dodge in time.

Just then, a loud shout came from the distance.

"Stop!"

Immediately after, a streak of light sped forth, and with a "boom," it directly shattered the giant axe in Tan Jiulin’s hands into pieces.