I Truly Am The Villian

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Yue Buli spoke openly and sincerely, people often say that true feelings can never be retained since ancient times, and only through schemes can one capture hearts.

But in reality, when schemes are overused, you’ll find that true feelings are the most precious.

Sometimes, what seems like true feelings is just a counter-scheme to the all-too-familiar schemes.

"Master, rest assured, no matter how great my achievements are in the future, I will never forget that I am a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect," Chu Yang solemnly responded.

"Good, go ahead. If the Sect Gate ever encounters any trouble, you can come directly to me," Yue Buli said with a smile.

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After leaving the peak, Chu Yang returned to his own courtyard.

He first took out the Heavenly Gang Sword Manual to study and looked at the ring, asking, "Teacher, what do you think of this sword manual?"

"It’s passable, but it’s suitable for your current stage of cultivation," Ink Elder’s voice sounded: "You can start cultivating this sword manual as a foundation.

I give you advanced Sword Intent Vein Skills now, you wouldn’t understand them."

Chu Yang nodded. The path of cultivation was profound and intricate; in fact, he couldn’t comprehend many parts of the ’Step Battle Immortal Jue’ he was currently cultivating and still required Ink Elder’s explanations.

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The ancestral shrine of the Ren Family was located in a valley that had become barren, and ever since the Sun Devouring Emperor ascended several eras ago, the Ren Family had completely declined.

Decline was a terrifying thing for the descendants of a Great Emperor.

The world always believed you held the legacy of the Great Emperor, and when you lacked the ability to possess that legacy,

some things would no longer bring glory but disaster instead.

Just like the descendants of Emperor Feiyu, the Ji Family, the Ren Family also feared such events and had moved to this barren valley long ago, wishing to seclude themselves here.

Regrettably, fate would not have it so.

At this moment, after the surrounding area of the Ren Family’s ancestral shrine had been quiet for many years, suddenly a dark light burst forth from within the shrine, piercing the sky.

Then came the collapse of space, the disarray of Spiritual Energy, and the space around the shrine fell into irregular distortion.

Mad Wind raged around, and many trees were uprooted; the space seemed like a spider’s web, beginning to show dense cracks everywhere.

A deep, boundless black hole suddenly appeared above the shrine.

The moment this black hole appeared, all the Spiritual Energy seemed to whip up a storm, wreaking havoc around the black hole.

A force of devouring spread throughout the area, and a man slowly walked out from the black hole.

He was dressed in a black robe, with short hair sticking up, black Spiritual Energy flowing around him.

He walked on air, with a placid face, and a faint black glint flickered in his eyes, as the power of devouring emanated from him.

Ren Pingsheng surveyed his surroundings, releasing the aura of the Esteem Vein Realm from his body. His gaze looked far into the distance, towards the direction of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Yue Buli, it’s time to settle our accounts," he said.

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The morning light bathed in the spring breeze, the light of the early sun always so gentle.

With the arrival of autumn, the green leaves on the trees slowly turned yellow and then withered, leaving the big tree behind as they were carried away by the breeze.

Yue Buli stood on the edge of the mountainside, looking over the several hundred kilometers that belonged to the Sect Gate’s territory.

The mountain ranges stretched sinuously, still shrouded in the mist that had not yet been dispersed from the night before, as disciples had already begun their early morning cultivation.

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Some were practicing against each other, some were sitting in meditation to absorb spiritual energy, and others were heading to Heavenly Sword Peak to comprehend sword intent.

Yue Buli had a smile on his lips as he returned to the courtyard.

"Master, the Sect Gate you left me, I have finally not let it down."

Although the Sect Gate was small, it was thriving and seemed to emit hope for all to see.

Yue Buli knew that Heavenly Sword Sect was still far from a second-rate sect primarily because it lacked powerful masters to preside over it. Without sufficient high-end combat power, this was as good as it could get.

He sat in the pavilion, poured himself a cup of tea, and suddenly felt something in his heart. His gaze shifted to the distant sky.

A mass of dark fog raced from afar at great speed, stirring the spiritual energy around it. The space where the fog passed began to collapse.

Atop that dark fog, the thick murderous aura was almost solidifying. In just a few moments, the dark fog had already arrived in front of Yue Buli.

Ren Pingsheng stood in the sky, looking down at Yue Buli, grinding his teeth as he said, "Yue Buli, it’s been a long time."

Yue Buli looked up at Ren Pingsheng and felt as if he were in a stunned dream.

The momentum in the dark fog was surging, and the pressure of the Esteem Vein Realm overshadowed the mountain he was on, especially the almost imperceptible devouring force from the other person was something he dreaded.

"Brother Pingsheng, long time no see," Yue Buli smiled and emptied the cup of tea in his hand, saying with a sigh, "I still miss you calling me ’Brother Buli.’"

"You still have the face to say that, you betrayed our trust, all just for an imaginary Great Emperor’s legacy, slaughtering my entire Ren Family," Ren Pingsheng’s face was contorted with veins popping as the dark fog around him thickened, "I always regarded you as a good brother, yet you were using me all along for the Great Emperor’s legacy."

"Everyone comes into this world with their own mission," Yue Buli did not answer, but rather said calmly, "Brother Pingsheng, what is your mission?"

"Mission?" Ren Pingsheng was taken aback, his eyes fixed on Yue Buli.

"I grew up in Heavenly Sword Sect. Back then, I vowed to make it one of the strongest sects in the Extreme West Region," Yue Buli said with a light smile, "I want to lead this sect to glorious brilliance. That’s my dream, and that is my mission."

"Your so-called mission is to build your dreams on the pain of others," Ren Pingsheng said with a sorrowful expression shaking his head.

"Brother Pingsheng, you are mistaken. Everything I have done is merely the basic principle by which all things in this world live,

The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, the strong are stronger, and the weak perish," Yue Buli knew he was at fault and was not inclined to argue too much.

Indeed, they were good brothers, or at least they had been.

They had ridden together, and over a jug of wine, they had traveled through half of the Extreme West Region.

They had known each other for more than a decade and had sworn brotherhood.

But what Ren Pingsheng did not know was that everything since their meeting was a trap that he had orchestrated.

Life is like a play, and a play mirrors life!

His original goal had always been the Great Emperor’s legacy. Unfortunately, even after knowing each other for more than a decade and searching the entire Ren Family, he had not found the legacy land of the Sun Devouring Emperor.

He could not wait any longer, as he was getting older, and without the Great Emperor’s legacy, it would be hard for him to advance further.

So he massacred the entire Ren Family, hoping to intimidate Ren Pingsheng into surrendering the Sun Devouring Emperor’s legacy.

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"Well then, since you speak of survival of the fittest," Ren Pingsheng laughed loudly, his black hair moving without wind, and the dark fog enveloped half the sky.

Even the sun seemed to be devoured, the light dimmed, and darkness descended.

He looked at Yue Buli with a manic smile, "Today, I’m not just going to kill you.

I’ll also destroy this sect right before your eyes, so that your so-called brilliance and glory will be buried with you, straight to hell."