I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 972: Chapter 971: The Gentleman is Magnanimous, Issuing a Challenge Chapter 972: Chapter 971: The Gentleman is Magnanimous, Issuing a Challenge After a long while, Xu Zimei opened his eyes and exhaled a white breath.

With a “crack,” the ice sculpture encasing his body shattered in response.

“Lu Gongjin, from the Lu Family Manor of the South Continent, in his youth had been accepted into the Mysterious Heaven Venerable’s tutelage and cultivated for three thousand years.

At the age of eighteen, while descending the mountain with a fellow Sect brother, you encountered a ferocious flying eagle.

Your brother fought the beast to protect you, yet you coveted the position of Direct Disciple.

Only after your brother was killed did you return to the Sect to report the incident and, as you wished, took the position of Direct Disciple.”

Hearing Xu Zimei’s words, Lu Gongjin’s complexion slightly changed.

“How do you know?”

Xu Zimei did not pay him any heed and continued speaking, “At the age of twenty-three, you met a fellow female disciple you fancied.

To win her affection, you slaughtered an entire minor sect and ultimately obtained their Sect’s treasured Glazed Glass Jade Heart.”

“That was just youthful folly, not knowing better,” Lu Gongjin argued upon hearing Xu Zimei’s words.

“At the age of three hundred, you betrayed your close friend to break through the Divine Vein Realm, trading his head for a Breakthrough Pill.”

Xu Zimei kept speaking relentlessly.

“Enough, shut your mouth,” Lu Gongjin took a deep breath, his pupils shrinking, his gaze towards Xu Zimei filled with some horror.

These were things from his life he did not wish to bring up.

Every person who becomes strong, try asking who hasn’t spilled blood, who hasn’t employed despicable means.

“After the age of five hundred, you settled down quite a bit.

But you still couldn’t stay away from reputation, cultivating Vast Righteous Qi, and took pleasure in acting chivalrously.

However, your chivalrous deeds were well-known to all, and those of little consequence, you never even glanced at once.

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You’re the type who won’t sweep his own house but aspires to sweep the whole world.”

“Utter nonsense,” Lu Gongjin snorted coldly.

With an embarrassed expression, he said, “We, the chivalrous people of the sect, don’t need pointers from a demon like you.”

“I’ve never denied being a demon, but when will you people, who always like to wave the banner of righteousness, dare to admit the truth?”

Xu Zimei smiled.

“Words are of no use.

Once I capture you and bring you back, everything will become clear,” Lu Gongjin said coldly.

His aura surged to the heavens, his vast Vast Righteous Qi rolling out magnificently.

The Gentleman Sword at his waist unsheathed and went straight for Xu Zimei.

Beneath his feet, the snow flew, and the Undying Flowers began to dance, swirling in the void.

Xu Zimei used his fist as a weapon, smashing it outwards with force.

From his fist, endless power erupted, and the sound of the void exploding reverberated, “boom boom boom.”

Such was the terror of a single punch.

At the moment of clash between fist and sword, the Gentleman Sword actually bent from the impact.

Yet its resilience was excellent, even as it bent extremely, it still did not break.

“Demons pollute the world, evil cultivators fill the earth.

My righteousness, naturally aimed to slash injustice, touch up to every living being’s grievances.”

Lu Gongjin’s aura became even more magnificent, and as he expelled a breath of true energy, a vast lucky cloud enveloped him.

His Vast Righteous Qi soared, the Gentleman Sword roaring as it sliced through the heavens, slashing down.

“It’s hard to cultivate the Way, as hard as ascending into the blue sky, understanding human nature, realizing one’s true heart.”

Xu Zimei sneered.

“You can’t even face your own heart, what ‘Way’ do you cultivate, and what injustice do you claim to slash?”

At his fist, Spiritual Energy surged like a mighty ship embarking on a voyage, shattering everything in its path like a fragile boat with flat leaves.

“Kneel before me,” Xu Zimei bellowed angrily.

The Longsword mourned as it was forced to slam Lu Gongjin into the ground.

He retained a breath of Spiritual Energy in his heart, holding an invincible stature in this world.

Lu Gongjin only felt Shocking Waves crashing down, every Vein Gate, organ, and everything else inside him shattered.

His mind went blank, as if his entire being had grown numb.

His body knelt in the snow, then his head slumped straight to the ground.

His pupils lost focus, only seeing his own Gentleman Sword fall before his eyes.

“The upright are open and candid, the petty are forever anxious,” Xu Zimei chuckled lightly.

“You, a man like you, dare to name your sword Gentleman Sword?”

“The grand absurdity of the world.”

Xu Zimei stepped over Lu Gongjin’s corpse, as the snow quickly covered the blood.

Only the frigid body remained, buried in the frost.

Halfway across, Xu Zimei suddenly stopped.

He turned towards the void and cracked a light smile.

“Hey, remember to collect his corpse.”

…

After his figure disappeared into the vast snowflakes, several figures in black robes emerged from the void.

“My lord, this,” the figure on the left hesitated.

“Go back and register,” the figure on the right replied indifferently.

“Yes, but what about this corpse?”

“Feed it to the dogs.”

Returning to the Sect Gate, he felt somewhat dispirited.

The gatekeeping disciple did not stop him, and he walked straight towards Azure Mountain Peak.

After all, since he had returned, he was obliged to greet his parents first.

Xu Qingshan was sitting by a stream at the peak of the mountain, seemingly cultivating.

Upon seeing Xu Zimei approach, he suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp glint flashed by.

“You’re back,” Xu Qingshan said.

“Um,” Xu Zimei nodded.

“Where’s my mother?”

“She has gone to your grandfather’s house,” Xu Qingshan said.

“Did you have a safe journey?”

“Nothing happened,” Xu Zimei replied with a smile.

“Now that you’re back, take some time to rest well,” Xu Qingshan said.

“Your father is here to handle everything.”

Xu Zimei nodded, neither refusing nor agreeing.

“Then I’ll go to rest,” Xu Zimei said.

“Go on,” Xu Qingshan motioned with his hand.

Neither father nor son mentioned the recent events tacitly.

Since his last venture out, Xiao Guizi never returned.

However, Lin Ruhu did come back to the Holy Sect, and he has become a pillar among the Sect’s younger generation.

He returned to his residence at Goose Southern Peak, where his two maids, Xia Qiu and Chun Xiang, were waiting in the courtyard just as when he had left.

Everything was cleaned spotlessly.

“You’ve had a tough journey, Young Master,” Xia Qiu greeted with a smile.

“Come, serve this young master with his bath,” Xu Zimei said with a laugh.

…

The sky above the True Martial Holy Sect was very blue,

Even when the outside world was covered in snow and winter had set in, the Sect enjoyed a spring-like climate year-round.

The wind, no less arrogant, gently brushed past the face.

Xu Zimei lay on the recliner, basking in the breeze, in utter leisure.

“Brother Zimo,” Lin Ruhu’s loud voice could be heard from afar.

Having not seen him for some time, he appeared much stronger and burlier.

With short hair, and his skin had also darkened considerably, perhaps due to the Heavenly Gang Fierce Tiger Body, he seemed somewhat fierce and intimidating.

“Long time no see, Ruhu,” Xu Zimei said with a smile.

“Why are you still lying around here?

Don’t you know what’s become of the outside world?” Lin Ruhu said anxiously.

“Eat one bite at a time, handle one thing at a time.

What’s the rush?” Xu Zimei replied with a light laugh.

“Then help me with a favor.”

“What favor?” Lin Ruhu hurriedly asked.

“Send a challenge letter to the Baili Family, tell them I’ll take Baili Xiao’s head seven days from now.”