The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!

"Sigh..."

Once Bai Yujian was gone, Zhu Qing did nothing all day.

She simply gathered those scared little souls, her expression cold, sharp, unforgiving.

She didn't bother with flowery words.

She didn't pretend to be gentle.

"If I hear so much as a whisper…"

Her smile was not kind.

"Then Yama will be the least of your worries."

A few disciples visibly flinched.

Some lowered their heads, breaking into cold sweat.

And a couple—

A couple were nervous.

Too nervous.

Zhu Qing's eyes narrowed.

'They already snitched.'

Even without using her spiritual sense, she could feel the guilt in their bones.

They must have told a close friend.

A harmless secret whispered behind closed doors.

But that was how rumors started.

Zhu Qing clicked her tongue. If it had been her handling this from the start…She would have made them swear a Sword Blood Oath.

But Bai Yujian had already given the warning, and Zhu Qing wasn't about to overcomplicate things.

Besides—In the end, both she and Bai Yujian had been careless.

Why? Because the sect never forbade relationships. As long as Su Xiaobai's name didn't come out, this wouldn't be a scandal.

It was just Peak Lord Zhu being a freak in the sheets.

Nothing shocking.

Nothing new.

No one in the sect had a brain cunning enough to connect the dots—

To realize the "mystery man" was actually Su Xiaobai.

So, neither she nor Bai Yujian wasted much thought on it.

Zhu Qing had thicker skin than most.

She sneered inwardly.

'Let someone try to call me out.'

She had just broken through.

Even other Peak Lords had to be careful of her now.

Let alone some nosy juniors.

With the matter settled, Zhu Qing returned to her residence, intending to check on Su Xiaobai's breakthrough.

But when she stepped inside—

It was already noon.

Su Xiaobai sat on the wrecked bed, eyes closed, his skin glowing with a faint golden hue of Earth Qi. It pulsed around him, shifting like an invisible armor—thick, heavy, and suffocating, as if the very world was kneeling at his feet.

A quiet oppression filled the air.

Zhu Qing paused.

This wasn't just cultivation energy, this was Soul Resonance. He had already reached the peak of Earthly Rebirth Realm — Standing at the threshold of Nascent Soul.

Zhu Qing walked closer, unaffected.

But if a Core Formation disciple had entered this room…They would have collapsed on the spot.

Shaking. Trembling. Terrified.

Zhu Qing sighed, resting her chin on her palm.

"Little Villain, you're such a headache…"

She pursed her lips, then sat down near him, watching curiously.

There was a weird urge to tap his face.

His features were sharp, focused, almost mesmerizing.

Why can't he always be like this?

Serious. Charming.

Silent.

Not running his poisonous mouth every two seconds.

Zhu Qing exhaled deeply.

"Tch."

She shook her head, disgusted with herself.

"What the hell is wrong with me?"

Secondhand embarrassment burned her skin.

Her own thoughts were making her cringe.

Since when did she think of Su Xiaobai as "charming"?

She should be keeping her distance.

She should be calculating her next move.

Not sitting here, admiring his face.

And yet—

For the first time since she inherited his bloodline…

Her heart felt calm.

The uneasy pull toward him, the instinctive wariness she had carried for days—

It was gone.

Zhu Qing exhaled slowly.

It was a small change.

But she didn't know what it meant.

And Su Xiaobai—

Completely unaware of the shifts happening inside her—

Remained focused on his ascent into Nascent Soul Realm.

____

Deep Within His Dantian…

Su Xiaobai's consciousness retreated inward.

Everything ceased to exist.

No body.

No thoughts.

No distractions.

Only cultivation.

This was it.

The birthplace of his Nascent Soul.

Instantly—

The world around him disappeared.

___

Step One – Soul Nourishment

A blinding light shone within his Dantian.

His core.

Around it—

Two forces clashed.

Profound Qi slammed into the core like a horny bull in mating season, forcing its way inside.

The Refined Earth Qi fought back, resisting the invasion like a stubborn virgin.

Two titanic forces, surging violently.

But Su Xiaobai?

He didn't play nice.

Instead—

He fucked the rules and forced them together.

The process was supposed to be slow. Gentle. A tender union.

But Su Xiaobai?

Raw dogged it.

Tch—!

His meridians screamed.

His bones howled in protest.

His forehead was slick with sweat, and for a second, his soul whispered:

"Congratulations, you've chosen PAIN."

But his star physique roared to life, slapping the pain in the face, as Stellar Qi surged out like a self-repairing cheat code.

The pain vanished.

Back in his Dantian—

The energies twisted together, forming a small, trembling sphere.

The Soul Cocoon.

It hovered within his core—

A fragile, swirling mass of condensed energy.

Inside it—

His spiritual consciousness detached.

For the first time—

His soul was no longer bound to his body.

Which meant—

He was about to experience Illusory Death.

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Step Two.

The Soul Abyss

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His heartbeat slowed.

Then—

It stopped.

His entire body went cold.

The sensation of limbs, breath, thought—

Gone.

His soul drifted, weightless, floating in the endless void.

This was the Soul Abyss.

A cultivator's final test before forming their Nascent Soul.

Where one's inner demons, karma, and fears manifested.

And then—

They came.

Whispers.

"...Useless..."

"...Cursed child..."

"...You will never cultivate..."

Shadows stirred in the abyss.

Figures emerged.

The mocking faces of his past.

The people who had shit on him.

The people who had abandoned him.

And then—

A voice, deeper, colder.

"You are not worthy of my inheritance."

A pair of eyes opened in the void.

Towering. Unfathomable.

The Infernal Emperor's shadow stood, vast like an ancient deity.

Su Xiaobai's soul trembled under its gaze.

This was it.

His final trial.

If his will shattered here, his soul would fragment forever.

But—

"Heh."

Su Xiaobai grinned.

This was supposed to scare him?

A year ago—

Maybe.

Maybe he would have curled up and cried like a bitch.

Maybe he would have questioned everything.

But now?

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Now, he simply laughed.

"Shut the fuck up."

He stepped forward.

The abyss shattered.

The Soul Cocoon trembled violently, cracks spreading across its surface.

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Step Three – The Breaking of the Cocoon.

Deep within his Dantian—

Something shifted.

The condensed Soul Cocoon—

Cracked open.

BOOM!

A shockwave burst outward.

And inside—

A miniature version of himself floated in midair.

Eyes closed.

Breath steady.

Hands sealed in cultivation posture.

His Nascent Soul.

A perfect, refined entity, no longer bound by flesh and mortality.

BOOM!

An invisible pressure erupted outward.

For a moment—

All of Mystic Peak felt it.

A wave of pure consciousness slapped them across the face.

The weaker disciples collapsed.

The stronger ones shuddered, questioning their life choices.

"A new Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Before they could even move to investigate—

The pressure vanished.

Zhu Qing, yawning, lazily set up a formation.

"Tch. Too noisy."

She blocked Su Xiaobai's aura, cockblocking the entire sect from sensing his breakthrough.

She leaned back, exhausted.

"He's too fast…"

It normally took a week.

This villain did it in three days.

She sighed bitterly.

And the last three days?

They had been hell.

_____

Zhu Qing's Three Days of Rampage...

She was angry.

Not just at Su Xiaobai.

But at the absolute dipshit who spread the rumors.

Because somehow—

Some loose-lipped motherfucker figured out it was Su Xiaobai who entered her chambers that night.

And now—

The sect was buzzing.

So what had she been doing for the last three days?

Committing war crimes.

Every disciple she found whispering about it—

She dragged them by the collar and baptized them in fists.

Every elder she suspected—

She challenged them to a spar and caved in their ribcage.

Even the other Peak Lords weren't safe.

She had stormed into Zhao Tianxuan's residence, ready to beat the smug off his face.

By now—

Half the sect was in therapy.

But it didn't matter.

Because the damage was done.

If Su Xiaobai had been 'officially' a disciple from her mystic peak—

She would have been stripped of her title and thrown out.

If Bai Yujian hadn't covered for her—

She would be fighting for her life in a sect tribunal.

Now—

Her reputation was officially in the gutter.

She could barely step outside without someone pretending to meditate to avoid eye contact.

"Haaah…"

She exhaled slowly.

Her fingers twitched.

If she found out who started this…

They would be unrecognizable when she was done.

Meanwhile—

Su Xiaobai's eyes flickered, preparing to open.

And he had no idea how much bullshit had exploded into existence while he was busy ascending.

____

Crack!

Su Xiaobai's body twitched violently one last time before his eyes snapped open. A deep breath rushed into his lungs as his senses kicked back in, the familiar sensation of spiritual power coursing through his veins.

"Haaah… it feels good to be alive."

He stretched, joints popping like fireworks, his entire body basking in the high of his recent breakthrough.

Then—he noticed he wasn't alone.

Zhu Qing sat across from him, watching.

Not just watching—staring.

A slow, eerie smile on her lips. Not a good smile. A smile that said 'I have suffered, and now, so will you.'