The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!

"You broke through again? When—?!"

Yu Feng's face paled.

Her mind had been too tangled in failure to register it before—but now, reality hit like a guillotine.

Su Xiaobai's aura had changed.

Core Formation? Gone.

Nascent Soul.

This bastard—when the hell did he cross realms like a peasant scarfing down potatoes!?

Su Xiaobai sneered, exuding the kind of lazy confidence that begged for a knife to the throat. She couldn't kill him now. Not alone. And not with Zhu Qing standing beside him like a personal executioner.

Zhu Qing didn't share Su Xiaobai's smugness.

She brushed Yu Feng's wrist—just a touch.

A pulse of energy surged.

Her expression shifted.

"Such a talent…" she murmured. "A waste to kill."

She wasn't talking about Su Xiaobai.

Yu Feng's bone age was younger than his.

And yet—Intermediate Nascent Soul Realm.

No tricks. No special bloodline. No bullshit cultivation hacks like Su Xiaobai's absurd Yin-absorbing powers.

Pure, unfiltered talent.

Zhu Qing's brows furrowed. She had always known the Dark Church had powerful forces, but this? This was something else.

This was proof that the empire's hidden powers were raising monsters.

Meanwhile, Su Xiaobai grinned, his mind was already sharpening its blade.

If a mere foot soldier in the Dark Church could hit Nascent Soul this young… then what kind of titans were lurking in the shadows?

Tsk. Now that was worth looking into.

Before Zhu Qing could entertain snapping Yu Feng's neck on the spot, Su Xiaobai grabbed her wrist and pulled her aside.

"Elder, leave her alive. I still have use for her."

Zhu Qing frowned, her instincts screaming that this was a bad idea.

Yu Feng's glare could've skinned a tiger alive. If hatred had a blade, Su Xiaobai's dick would be first on the chopping block.

But then—he spoke.

And for the first time since this nightmare began… a flicker of hope clawed its way through the blood in her throat.

"Do you know who started spreading the rumors about Peak Lord Zhu and me first?"

The moment the words left his lips—Yu Feng's face cracked. Continue reading stories on My Virtual Library Empire

Her stomach plummeted.

This… this was why she got caught?

This?!

She felt like vomiting blood. For this insignificant thing, her years of careful planning collapsed overnight!?

She wanted to kill something.

Preferably Su Xiaobai.

Su Xiaobai saw her face twist into something between agony and contempt and sighed dramatically, shaking his head like a disappointed father.

"Well, if you're useless to me, then we might as well kill you—"

"Wait!" Yu Feng bit her lip hard. "I can find out…"

Su Xiaobai smirked. "Oh? And how exactly?"

Yu Feng hesitated for a moment before muttering, "There are… a lot of female disciples who admire me."

Su Xiaobai's brow arched. "Admire?"

Yu Feng's fingers twitched. "They… think I'm a man. If I ask around, I can find out who spread the rumors."

There was a beat of silence.

Then—

Su Xiaobai's grin widened.

"Wait, wait, wait—you're telling me you've been seducing women while pretending to be a man?"

Yu Feng's face darkened instantly.

"Seducing!?" she spat. "Those girls latched onto me on their own! I did nothing!"

Su Xiaobai gave a long, exaggerated sigh.

"Ahh… how tragic. The elegant, aloof 'Xiao Yu,' hiding the truth of her forbidden flower, unknowingly gathering a harem of lovesick maidens… only for her secret to be discovered under such humiliating circumstances…"

Yu Feng wanted to rip out his tongue and shove it up his ass.

Before she could spit curses, she felt Zhu Qing's gaze. Zhu Qing was silent, unreadable, and most terrifying of all—considering something.

Yu Feng swallowed.

She had seen that look before.

It was the look of someone deciding whether to kill her or keep her.

And Yu Feng wasn't sure which one was worse.

"What do you plan to do with me?" she asked slowly, voice cautious. If they wanted to kill her anyway, she would rather die now than be toyed with.

Zhu Qing was already leaning toward slitting her throat, but Su Xiaobai?

He had other ideas. Before Zhu Qing could make up her mind, Su Xiaobai grabbed her wrist and pulled her further aside.

She clicked her tongue but allowed it. The moment they were out of Yu Feng's earshot, Zhu Qing crossed her arms.

"Little Villain, I know you love women, but there's a difference between liking something and letting it control you."

Her tone was firm, but her expression was complicated.

Su Xiaobai sighed. "Qingqing, do you really think I'd risk my own neck for a pretty face?"

Zhu Qing arched a brow. "Aren't you?"

Su Xiaobai nearly choked on air.

"If all I wanted was to have fun with her, I could do that right now. Take my time, use her thoroughly, then dispose of her."

Zhu Qing's expression didn't change, but she felt something twist in her chest.

A second later, she smiled.

"You certainly know how to make a woman feel safe, Little Villain."

Su Xiaobai grinned. "Only the ones worth keeping."

Her smirk faltered for half a second.

Then—she looked at him, realization flickering in her gaze.

"You're thinking of enslaving her?"

Su Xiaobai's smile widened.

Zhu Qing's brows knit together.

If Su Xiaobai could control her, this was a double agent situation.

This was planting a hidden seed inside the Dark Church. A chess piece. To let her grow on her own, unrestrained.

Zhu Qing exhaled sharply, eyeing him.

"Your ambitions are getting out of hand."

Su Xiaobai chuckled. "Elder, this is just a little hobby."

Zhu Qing massaged her temples.

If he called plotting to infiltrate the Dark Church a 'hobby,' then she didn't want to know what he called an actual ambition.

Even Zhu Qing felt a shiver of temptation—and she wasn't easily moved.

This brat wasn't just ambitious. He was a walking declaration of war.First, he picked apart the Blood Warlord's corpse. Now, he was sinking his claws into the Dark Church. At this rate, she wouldn't be surprised if he started eyeing a princess, an empire, or the fucking heavens themselves.

She didn't even want to interrogate him further—because knowing this man, the next thing out of his mouth would be something like:

"Why stop at one agent when I could control the entire Dark Church?"

And at that point, Zhu Qing might faint.

The Dark Church wasn't some back-alley sect. Even the mighty Golden Buddha Sect wouldn't dare fart in its direction.

And this Yu Feng? At best, she was a small clergy member.

Yet Su Xiaobai wanted to leash her like a stray dog and let her loose in the forest?

Madness.

She glanced over her shoulder, catching Yu Feng's murderous glare.

Of course, this woman wasn't thinking about politics. She was glaring at Zhu Qing's body, burning with venom and resentment.

What a shame.

She had all this talent, yet still acted like a jealous bitch.

"Su Xiaobai, you aren't really sparing her just because of her body, are you?"

Zhu Qing's tone was light, but her gaze was dead serious.

"These women are poisonous. You can't expect loyalty from them."

Su Xiaobai didn't even blink.

His voice turned cold.

"I won't even touch her—let alone think about her."

Zhu Qing raised a brow.

Oh?

That was a first.

Su Xiaobai, seeing her doubt, sighed and explained.

It wasn't about pleasure or indulgence. It was about use.

Yu Feng wasn't worth playing with.

She was worth exploiting.

Talented. Young. Cunning. Beautiful.

The kind of woman who could tear through a sect's defenses alone—that alone was enough to make Su Xiaobai reconsider everything.

This wasn't just some disposable pawn. This was a knife. A sharp, ambitious, blood-soaked knife—and all he had to do was point it in the right direction.

He would release her from the sect, let her crawl back to the Dark Church, and live her life freely. If one day, she climbed high enough—he'd reap the benefits.

If not? Forget her.

Zhu Qing didn't argue. She understood now.

This wasn't about lust. This was about planting a time bomb. If one day, the Xiantian Sect turned against him, he wouldn't be left scrambling for survival. He'd already have a retreat prepared.

A hidden piece in the Dark Church, waiting to be played.

Zhu Qing's fingers twitched slightly. Didn't she do the same thing in the Chi Xie Wasteland?

Even she had a path of escape if things went south. Realizing this, she found herself surprised by this man's thinking.

So, without another word, she set up the Blood Oath.

Yu Feng resisted.

She fought.

She cursed them both to hell.

But in the end—she failed.

The oath was sealed.

From this moment on, her life and death were in Su Xiaobai's hands.

"If you speak of anything that happened today, you will die."

Su Xiaobai's voice was velvet-wrapped steel—calm, almost playful.

"Be a good dog for a few days. Sniff out the bastard who spread the rumors. Then piss off wherever you like—crawl back to the hole, run, build an empire, go find a sugar daddy—I don't give a fuck.

But if you even think about crossing me…"

His grin widened, the kind of smile that made people lose sleep at night.

"Well—haha."

Yu Feng froze.

She had expected threats.

But this? He was letting her go?

Suspicious. But the moment Su Xiaobai turned and walked away without hesitation—she felt something loosen in her chest.

…Was he really that much of a pervert?

Did he just spare her because he wanted to sleep with her later? She scoffed, hugging her arms.

"Tch. Men."

She sneered. What an idiot. This man was so easily moved by a beautiful woman, he let his guard down.

Disgusting. She could use this. For now, she would pretend to obey. When the time came, she'd sink a blade into his throat.

With that thought, Yu Feng curled up in bed and fell asleep like a woman with zero survival instincts.

But little did she know—

As she slept soundly, thinking she had fooled a lustful idiot…

A shadow crept into her room.

Soft footsteps.

A faint chuckle in the darkness.

"Such an innocent little thing…" Zhu Qing's voice was silk and poison as she knelt beside the sleeping woman, her fingers forming a seal.@@novelbin@@

A soft, invisible pulse of energy seeped into Yu Feng's body.

An enslavement seal. One connected to Su Xiaobai.

Zhu Qing's smile turned sharper. This foolish girl thought she had gotten away. She had no idea she had just been leashed like a hunting dog.

Su Xiaobai didn't want her to know she was enslaved.

That was the most beautiful part.

Let her claw her way up the heavens, believing she was untouchable.

Let her build her little kingdom, wear her little crown, and taste the sweetness of power. Because when the moment came—when she stood at the peak, thinking she had conquered it all—

Su Xiaobai would tighten the leash.

And rip it all from her throat.

Compared to using her body, making her work like a dog for centuries—completely unaware she was only working for him—

Now that was truly satisfying.

Zhu Qing almost laughed.

Su Xiaobai, standing outside, let out a low chuckle.

Even if she never amounted to anything—it wasn't his loss.

She would either become his sword… or be forgotten.

And this was just the beginning.

His mentality had changed.

He was no longer scrambling for survival.

Now—he was building his foundation.

Planting seeds.

Cultivating pawns.

Leaving a path for his future self to walk upon.

The weight of rescuing his family had lifted.

And with it—his hesitation.

The destruction of White Cloud Star.

The rise of his own empire.

One step at a time.

Compared to that—

This?

This was just another night in Xiantian Sect.