I Really Am A Villain

The Light Lord Sage Monarch left the Radiant Court with his entourage.

The Night Sovereign’s figure vanished into the void once more, everywhere and nowhere, unseen by mortal eyes.

Such was the nature of the Night Sovereign.

Within the mountain range, Xu Zimo was sipping the tea brewed by Realm Lord Bai when a wave of commotion stirred nearby.

“Come quickly, someone’s challenging the Shangguan Heavenly Clan!” a voice called out.

“Which Shangguan Heavenly Clan?” someone asked in confusion.

“What other Shangguan Heavenly Clan could there be? The ruling bloodline of the Divine Crow God Realm,” the first person explained.

“Who’s bold enough to do that? The Shangguan Heavenly Clan has dominated the Divine Crow God Realm for countless years, even the other great regions give them face.”

Indeed, the Divine Crow God Realm was ruled by the Shangguan Heavenly Clan, whose lineage stretched back to the distant ancient era.

For hundreds of millions of years, they had reigned unchallenged. Even among the Seven Great God Realms, few powers could stand against them.

As soon as that was said, the surrounding crowd grew animated, everyone eager to see who dared defy the Shangguan Heavenly Clan.

“I heard it’s a man and a woman,” the speaker continued. “They seem to know someone from the Shangguan Heavenly Clan. Anyway, let’s go see for ourselves!”

“Where’s the duel taking place?”

“At the bottom of the Eastern Valley,” came the reply.

At that, Xu Zimo immediately thought of Shangguan Xian and the Violet Mist Saint Sovereign.

He didn’t know the challengers’ names, but his instinct told him it must be them. After all, Shangguan Xian was herself a member of the Shangguan Heavenly Clan, though she had long been at odds with her family.

“Let’s go take a look,” Xu Zimo said, turning to Realm Lord Bai.

“I didn’t think you were the type to enjoy a spectacle,” she teased. “I thought nothing ever interested you.”

“A maid should act like a maid. Don’t talk so much,” Xu Zimo smiled calmly.

Realm Lord Bai pressed her lips together and didn’t dare argue.

Xu Zimo actually didn’t know where the Eastern Valley was, but that didn’t matter, he simply followed the flow of people.

As one of the Seven Great God Realms, anything involving the Shangguan Heavenly Clan naturally drew immense attention.

Now that someone had issued them a challenge, the entire realm was buzzing. Even the other regions were taking notice.

When Xu Zimo and his companions reached the so-called Eastern Valley, they discovered it was a lush green gorge surrounded by dense forest.

Crowds filled the surrounding cliffs; it was nearly impossible to squeeze through. Fortunately, Xu Zimo and his group stood at a high vantage point and could see everything that was happening below.

In the valley stood two opposing sides.

On one side was the Shangguan Heavenly Clan, their members gathered in force.

On the other stood Shangguan Xian and the Violet Mist Saint Sovereign.

At that moment, Shangguan Xian was heavily injured, kneeling weakly on the ground.

Beside her, the Violet Mist Saint Sovereign radiated immense power, his saintly aura rolling across the valley like a tidal wave, suppressing all around him.

Before him stood a middle-aged man dressed in a green robe that fluttered in the breeze.

This man was the current overlord of the Shangguan Heavenly Clan, Shangguan Xiongba.

At his waist hung a gourd, and his gaze was sharp as he looked across at the Violet Mist Saint Sovereign.

“Why do you insist on interfering?” Shangguan Xiongba asked coldly. “No matter what she’s done, she’s still my daughter. This is the Shangguan Heavenly Clan’s private affair.”

“I don’t give a damn about your family matters,” the Violet Mist Saint Sovereign replied evenly. “All I know is that she’s a friend of my friend, and that means I will protect her.”

“So, you intend to make an enemy of the Shangguan Heavenly Clan?” Shangguan Xiongba’s eyes narrowed. His tone was calm but dangerous. “You may be a Saint Sovereign, but you should know, Saint Sovereigns can die too.”

“You’re threatening me?” the Violet Mist Saint Sovereign asked, his voice growing cold.

To threaten a Saint Sovereign was an insult of the highest order.

In this world, aside from Infinite Dao beings or supreme Sage Monarchs, few dared challenge one so powerful.

But everyone watching knew, the Shangguan Heavenly Clan had the strength to make such threats.

A surge of power erupted from Shangguan Xiongba’s body as several gray-robed figures stepped out from behind him.

They wore the same clan insignia and exuded an aura that interlinked between them, forming a force almost equal to that of a Saint Sovereign.

“They can rival a Saint Sovereign?” someone in the crowd gasped.

“They’re not Saint Sovereigns,” another observer explained. “They’re Grand Emperors at their peak. But their cultivation technique allows their combined aura to reach the level of a Saint Sovereign’s might.”

“Either way, this doesn’t look good for that man.”

“Let’s test that theory,” the Violet Mist Saint Sovereign said calmly.

Brilliant violet radiance burst from him like the first light of dawn, flooding the entire valley.

The three gray-robed men formed a triangle around him, each drawing the curved blades at their waists.

In perfect unison, they charged forward, slashing at the Saint Sovereign with explosive force.

The impact was thunderous.

“Everyone, get back!” someone in the crowd shouted.

Battles of this magnitude could easily destroy the entire valley, and anyone too close would be buried in the aftermath.

Explosions erupted one after another as the Violet Mist Saint Sovereign clashed with the three attackers. The ground quaked violently, rocks splitting and trees shattering.

Realm Lord Bai glanced at Xu Zimo. “Maybe we should move back a bit,” she suggested.

“Move back? Why? We’re going down there,” Xu Zimo replied casually.

The crowd was already scattering in panic, creating just enough space for him to descend into the valley below, moving against the flow of retreating people.

“The ones you’re walking toward are the Shangguan Heavenly Clan,” Realm Lord Bai said nervously. “Shouldn’t we stay out of this?”

“Who said I came to watch?” Xu Zimo replied.

He stepped into the valley.

The battle raged on, shaking the earth. The Violet Mist Saint Sovereign fought fiercely against the three gray-robed elders, their combined attacks making the air tremble.

Meanwhile, Shangguan Xian lay wounded nearby, too weak to stand.

Shangguan Xiongba walked slowly toward her, his expression calm but cold.

“Had enough yet? Did you really think having a single Saint Sovereign on your side would let you challenge the Shangguan Heavenly Clan?”

“I never thought it was a game,” Shangguan Xian said with a cold laugh. “You still think I’m the little girl who once needed your approval?”

“You should know our clan’s rules are strict,” Shangguan Xiongba said. “For your behavior, the punishment should be at least a hundred years of confinement.”

“I stopped considering myself part of your family long ago,” Shangguan Xian sneered. “You might as well just banish me outright!”