I Really Am A Villain

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“People should learn to be content,” Xu Zimo said with a smile.

“That advice applies to you as well,” the Violet Mist Sage Monarch replied.

“What about the rest of the inheritance?” Xu Zimo asked.

“I can give it to you,” the Sage Monarch said, “but you have to promise me one thing.”

“What thing?”

“Although I’m now a Sage Monarch, my foundation is still unstable. If I encounter a strong opponent, my life may be in danger,” the Violet Mist Sage Monarch said. “So, I want you to act as my protector.”

“That’s impossible,” Xu Zimo said, shaking his head. “I still have other places to go. I can’t stay here.”

“That’s fine. I can go with you,” the Violet Mist Sage Monarch said with a faint smile.

Xu Zimo gave him a long, thoughtful look. “So that’s your real intention.”

“You’re heading to the Inferno Crucible Heaven, aren’t you?” the Sage Monarch said, pointing toward the sky. “Coincidentally, I’ve grown tired of this place. I’d like to visit the other heavens as well.”

The Nine Heavens were shaped like a tower. From the lowest level of the Mortal Ascension Heaven upward came the Ghost God Heaven, the Godfiend Abyss Heaven, and then the Inferno Crucible Heaven.

As the name suggested, the Inferno Crucible Heaven was dominated by fire, it was the world ruled by the Huo Heavenly Clan.

“What is your goal?” Xu Zimo asked.

“No goal,” the Violet Mist Sage Monarch replied lightly. “I simply want to travel with you. But I guessed right, didn’t I? You’re not from the Godfiend Abyss Heaven.”

He had secretly suspected it before, that Xu Zimo was no native of this place, but was traveling upward through the Nine Heavens, searching for the inheritances of the Nine Ancient Gods.

As for the purpose behind it, the Sage Monarch didn’t know. He was simply curious. And besides, he had grown weary of the Godfiend Abyss Heaven after so long.

“Do you know how to reach the Inferno Crucible Heaven?” he asked again, as if afraid Xu Zimo might refuse.

Though the Nine Heavens were connected, not every place was directly linked. The sky above and the void of the Inferno Crucible Heaven were, in fact, part of one great continuum, impossible to break through by force.

Only at certain points, where the void was thin, could one pass between domains.

“Then tell me,” Xu Zimo said with mild interest. “How does one reach the Inferno Crucible Heaven?”

“The Lotus Pathway, ruled by the Huo Heavenly Clan,” the Violet Mist Sage Monarch replied with a smile. “Sixteen million years ago, the Huo Heavenly Clan took control of the only passage from the Godfiend Abyss Heaven to the Inferno Crucible Heaven. Since then, anyone who wishes to ascend must gain their approval.”

“You seem to know quite a lot,” Xu Zimo said.

“It’s not hard to learn,” he added inwardly. He could have easily asked the Ancestral Warden, surely that man would know.

“So, will you take me with you?” the Sage Monarch pressed.

“Fine,” Xu Zimo said. “But I won’t be responsible for your safety. When the time comes, you’ll follow my lead.”

“Agreed,” the Sage Monarch said immediately. “Now, I can give you the remaining half of the inheritance.”

Xu Zimo didn’t rush to accept it. Instead, he asked, “Have you ever met your ancestor?”

“You’re curious about the origin of my inheritance,” the Violet Mist Sage Monarch said with a small laugh. “It doesn’t really matter. Our family’s inheritance doesn’t need to be passed down manually. Every descendant is born with it.”

“Born with it?” Xu Zimo was surprised.

“That’s right. From the moment I was born, the inheritance was already in my memory,” the Sage Monarch said.

“A bloodline inheritance,” Xu Zimo murmured, impressed. “Your ancestor must have paid a great price to achieve that.”

The Violet Mist Sage Monarch remained silent.

His ancestor had been an Ancient God, but he himself felt little connection.

The Ancient God Era was too distant, predating even the Demon Descent Era. Some said that the age of the Ancient Gods had been the very first era of the Nine Heavens.

To the Sage Monarch, his ancestor was little more than legend, a name lost to time.

“Among the Nine Ancient Gods, some say your ancestor was the only one personally slain by Heaven itself,” Xu Zimo said. “But I don’t believe that. Heaven doesn’t strike without cause. Even if your ancestor tried to destroy the world, he wouldn’t have had the power to threaten Heaven.”

“These things are too old. I don’t know much myself,” the Violet Mist Sage Monarch replied, shaking his head.

“The ancient truth buried by time,” Xu Zimo murmured.

“Forget it. Let me give you the rest of the inheritance,” the Sage Monarch said.

Xu Zimo sat cross-legged, adjusting his state to perfection.

The Violet Mist Sage Monarch raised his right hand, and once again runes began to form in the air, swirling and assembling into a luminous chapter of divine script.

Every rune pulsed with the essence of wind, fluttering as though alive.

When the page of symbols entered Xu Zimo’s mind, it fused seamlessly with the portion he had already obtained.

In that instant, the once-incomplete inheritance became whole. A breeze stirred his robes as though recognizing its new master.

This inheritance contained two things, the “Wind of Inheritance” and the technique “Apocalypse Storm.”

The Wind of Inheritance was no ordinary wind. It was said to be the Drowning Wind, a divine wind that pulled all living things into oblivion, layer upon layer, like sinking into the ocean’s depths.

And as for Apocalypse Storm, it was the very technique Tianwu, the Wind God, had once used to try to destroy the world.

“How does it feel?” the Violet Mist Sage Monarch asked.

“Every Ancient God deserves respect,” Xu Zimo said quietly. “They walked at the forefront of history.”

By now, he possessed the inheritances of three Ancient Gods: the Fire God Zhurong, the Wood God Jumang, and the Wind God Tianwu.

“It’s time to leave,” Xu Zimo said softly.

Paimon was returned to the God World, and the two of them stepped out of the small world.

According to Xu Zimo’s plan, their next destination was the Lotus Pathway.

Led by the Violet Mist Sage Monarch, they decided not to use the teleportation formation in Skywind City, it would be too dangerous now.

With Radiant Gold missing, the Heavenly Court would soon launch a massive search across the Godfiend Abyss Heaven.

Even for an empire as vast as the Heavenly Court, the loss of a Sage Monarch was no small matter.

After some discussion, they decided to use the teleportation formation in the nearby Moonlight City instead.

“I wonder how those Saint Sovereigns are faring,” the Violet Mist Sage Monarch said.

Bright Mirror Saint Sovereign and Demon-Refining Saint Sovereign had fought to protect him. If they were killed by the Heavenly Court, he would feel no small amount of guilt.

“Don’t worry,” Xu Zimo said. “If there were two Sage Monarchs holding them down, they wouldn’t escape. But with Radiant Gold gone, one Sage Monarch alone won’t be enough to capture all three Saint Sovereigns.”

As they spoke, both suddenly sensed something.

They turned toward the void behind them, just in time to see it tear open.

A figure, covered in blood, stumbled out.

“It’s the Moonlight Fairy,” the Violet Mist Sage Monarch said at once, recognizing her.

“Well, isn’t that a coincidence,” he added with a faint smile. “We were just talking about them.”