I Truly Am The Villian

The origin of the Holy Spring Sect also carries a tint of legend.

It is said that a long time ago, a sage passed through the Extreme West Region and discovered a Spiritual Spring there.

This Spiritual Spring is a treasure that can only emerge once the spiritual energy of heaven and earth concentrates to a certain extent.

It’s an excellent location for many sects to establish their foundations.

The sage was also known for his love of charity. Around the Spiritual Spring, he taught his ways and attracted villagers from several nearby villages.

Everyone who came here could obtain water from the Spiritual Spring.

Over time, the fame of the sage grew, and more and more cultivators gathered at the Spiritual Spring.

In the end, everyone suggested that they might as well establish a sect right there, and they called the sage the Sage of the Holy Spring.

The sect was also named the Holy Spring Sect.

Several hundred years later, when the sage was about to leave the Holy Spring Sect, he passed the position of the Sect Leader to his eldest disciple.

At that time, the Holy Spring Sect was still a small force wavering between the third-rate and the second-rate.

Several more centuries passed, and a disciple of the Holy Spring Sect inadvertently saved a man.

Upon leaving, the man promised that he would repay the disciple for saving his life in the future.

At the time, no one took it seriously, thinking it was just a jest from the man.

Who would have known that a hundred years later, the man’s voice would spread throughout the Yuan Central Road.

"Today, I carry the destiny of heaven to ascend as a Great Emperor, named Dustless.

A Monarch over the eight desolates, I claim dominion within this universe."

No one at that time could have imagined that the man saved inadvertently by the disciple would carry the destiny of heaven and become the Great Emperor of that era.

Since then, the Holy Spring Sect entered a phase of rapid development, and that disciple was also chosen as the Sect Master of the Holy Spring Sect.

During the era that the Dustless Emperor carried the destiny of heaven, the Holy Spring Sect was under his protection and instantly became a first-rate force.

Speaking of which, the wife of the Dustless Emperor was the Ancestor of Wind, hence the relationship between the Holy Spring Sect and the Immortal Spirit Sect has always been very good, thanks to the Emperor.

...

The Holy Vessel slowly descended at the entrance of the Holy Spring Sect; looking down from above, the Holy Spring Sect, although not comparable to the True Martial Holy Sect.

But also had ancient trees reaching to Cang Tian, with rivers hanging upside down three hundred feet, shrouded in clouds and mist.

The mountains were like prisons, the towers like blades, with kilometer-long beasts dragging a mountain peak around the Sect Gate, and disciples bringing down thunderous, Heaven-Splitting Earth-Dividing slashes with a single sword.

Even more peculiar were the springs visible all around within the Sect Gate, with some bursting open like seas of flowers, some roaring like giant beasts, some transforming into a rain of swords, and some shooting straight up into the sky for hundreds of meters before hanging upside down, merging the water and sky into one.

"Elder Tianzhen, Elder Fanyun, long time no see," the Sect Master of the Holy Spring Sect, Luo Changhe, together with a group of Elders, came out of the Sect to welcome the two.

"Sect Master Luo, it’s been a while, your cultivation seems to have progressed quite a bit," Elder Tianzhen said with a smile.

"Where, where, please come in quickly, the meal is already prepared. The Inner Gate competition is set for tomorrow morning," Luo Changhe said with a smile, ushering everyone in.

...

When the group arrived at the Holy Spring Sect, it was already afternoon.

After dinner, as dusk fell and the sky gradually darkened.

The Inner Gate competition was scheduled for the morning of the next day, and everyone’s rooms were prepared well in advance.

Nie Xingqing, alone, returned to her room and started to examine the painting of the Ancestor of Wind.

The woman on the painting was depicted so vividly, dressed in a light blue sheer garment, she truly seemed as if she would come to life.

She appeared like a fairy descending from the ninth heaven, compelling one to admire the painter’s profound skills.

Just as Nie Xingqing was at her wit’s end, there was a sudden knock at the door.

Nie Xingqing was startled and quickly hid the painting, then slowly opened the door.

"Why is it you?" Nie Xingqing looked at the person outside the door and asked with a frown.

Xiao Guizi smiled and said, "I’ve come to discuss a deal with you."

"Not interested," Nie Xingqing said as she was about to close the door, but Xiao Guizi stopped her.

"Don’t you want to know who killed your foster father?"

Nie Xingqing pondered for a moment, then opened the door wider.

"Let’s talk about that deal," Xiao Guizi walked into the room and said, "If you help me kill Xu Zimei, I’ll tell you."

"That’s impossible," Nie Xingqing shook her head. Xu Zimei’s identity was no small matter; he was the son of the Deputy Sect Master of the True Martial Holy Sect.

If she killed him and angered Xu Qingshan, once the Immortal Spirit Sect and the True Martial Holy Sect went to war, she would definitely be used to appease the anger.

Even if she was the Saintess of the Immortal Spirit Sect, it wouldn’t matter; there was no doubt about that.

...…

"What if I told you that the Heavenly Sword Sect was slaughtered by people sent by Xu Zimei?" Xiao Guizi was not in a rush and spoke with a smile.

"That joke isn’t funny at all," Nie Xingqing stared at Xiao Guizi and said flatly.

"I have no reason to lie to you, I’ve always been by his side, I know many of his affairs," Xiao Guizi said.

"Why would you tell me all this," Nie Xingqing asked with a frown.

"Although I’m his subordinate, that guy never treated me as a human. He is cruel and tyrannical. I want him dead," Xiao Guizi looked intently at Nie Xingqing and said fiercely, "You don’t have to be afraid. If our plan works, no one will find out.

It just so happens that we are in the Holy Spring Sect; we can pin the blame on them."

"Let me think about it," Nie Xingqing said after a moment of silence.

"Although you are now the Saintess of the Immortal Spirit Sect, that position isn’t very secure, is it?" Xiao Guizi said with a hint of a smile, "As far as I know, Xu Zimei slaughtered the Heavenly Sword Sect because it concerned the inheritance of a Great Emperor.

If you kill him, the Great Emperor’s inheritance will be yours, and we’ll split his resources equally. What do you think?

Think about it, being the son of Xu Qingshan, would he lack cultivation resources?

With these resources, you could definitely secure your position as the Saintess, and even contend for Destiny in the future to great benefit."

"How should we do it?" Nie Xingqing looked at Xiao Guizi, her eyes blazing as she asked.

The death of her foster father left her indecisive, but the inheritance of the Great Emperor and the vast cultivation resources were the final straws that broke the camel’s back.

"Tonight is the best opportunity to act. Once the Inner Gate competition ends tomorrow and he leaves the Holy Spring Sect, we will have no hope," Xiao Guizi said, "From what I’ve observed, this man is quite lustful.

You just need to seduce him a bit with your beauty, then put this powder in his drink for him to swallow, and everything will be resolved."

Xiao Guizi spoke as he took out a small packet of medicine.

"What is this?" Nie Xingqing asked with a frown.

"Vein-Sealing Powder," Xiao Guizi replied, "Anyone below the Esteem Vein Realm who ingests it will have their Vein Gates sealed, becoming as vulnerable as an ordinary person, and at that point, he will be at our mercy."

"Why not just kill him? That would be safer," Nie Xingqing asked, puzzled.

"Wouldn’t death be too kind for him? I want to torture him bit by bit, to return him the suffering he’s caused over the years," Xiao Guizi said with a ferocious expression.