Perfect Villain Life: Universal Job Change

Chapter 238: Mother and Son Reunited

The birth of a Void Overlord was a miracle of near-impossible rarity.

Since the emergence of the Void Realm, across countless eons, there had only ever been seven Void Overlords.

That number had never changed.

Theoretically, the offspring of Void Overlords might one day rise to such heights, but that was little more than conjecture.

In truth, though Void Overlords had sired many children across the ages, not a single one had ever succeeded in reaching the throne. At most, they ascended to the level of Void Lords.

Take the Overlord of Slaughter, ruler of the Third Sovereign Court, for instance.

Though he had coupled with countless powerful female warriors and birthed hundreds of children, most had only reached Void Lord status—some, like Liza, were nothing more than malformed Void Generals.

And as for the Overlord of Decay, ruler of the Second Court, he had sired hundreds of thousands of offspring… the majority of whom never developed sentience.

But the Void Empress, Queen of Eternal Abyss, had borne only one child. And that child… was a Void Overlord.

Even the Overlord of Slaughter, for all his madness, could not help but feel a flicker of envy.

The birth of a new Void Overlord was undoubtedly a boon to the Void as a whole. Their dominion would grow, and the Void gods’ conquest across the cosmos would only accelerate.

But this wasn’t just any new Overlord. Qin Xian was the heir to the First Sovereign Court, the Empress’s only child.

Now, the First Court would have two Void Overlords. Already mighty in its foundation, its dominance would reach terrifying new heights.

And that… was not good news for the other courts.

The Void was not a unified empire. On the contrary, conflict between the Courts was fierce. Wars often broke out over control of corrupted worlds—the spoils of invasion.

The Void Empress stared coldly at the residual will of the Overlord of Slaughter.

Then, without a word, she unleashed her wrath.

The deathflames surged, devouring the Overlord’s projected will, and even traveled along his essence, igniting parts of the Third Court itself.

In the far reaches of the Third Sovereign Court, a titanic pillar of deathly ice erupted, freezing entire battlefronts and slaughtering thousands of Khorne Chosen in an instant.

Such was the Empress’s fury.

Not even the faintest harm could be permitted to touch Qin Xian. Not even if that harm came from a fellow Overlord. Not even if Qin Xian had struck first.

The Empress didn’t care about fairness.

She only cared that someone had dared raise a hand against her son.

Thousands of elite warriors perished. These were not ordinary creatures—they were the finest soldiers carefully selected from across dimensions. Warriors with strength equivalent to Level 60 or 70 human powerhouses. Chosen by the Overlord of Slaughter himself to serve as his main invasion force.

Gone.

All of them.

Obliterated in a heartbeat.

The Third Sovereign Court had not suffered such devastation in millennia. And yet… the Overlord of Slaughter remained silent.

His will withdrew without resistance. Even someone as mad and proud as he would not lightly cross the Empress of Eternal Abyss.

He vanished and the Void Empress did not even spare him a final glance. Her attention… was fully fixed on Qin Xian.

She looked at him with eyes filled with ancient longing—and deep, overwhelming satisfaction.

In truth, she had arrived the moment Qin Xian encountered Liza, silently watching from the shadows.

She had wanted to see for herself: How would her child respond?

Having grown up in the human world, would he be weak? Would he have inherited the flaws of humanity—cowardice, hesitation?

If he had chosen to retreat, if he had bowed before the Third Court’s prince…

She would still have loved him. She would have accepted him but she would have been disappointed.

She would have taken him away and personally reshaped him. But thankfully… Qin Xian’s performance had surpassed her every expectation.

He hadn’t hesitated. He had killed Liza on the spot. And when faced with the burning gaze of the Overlord of Slaughter, he had shown only arrogance and contempt.

Not a trace of fear.

That ruthlessness. That pride.

It was like staring into a mirror.

“He truly is my child…” The Empress felt joy rise from deep within. She could sense it—his bloodline was her own. A flawless reflection.

Qin Xian, too, looked at her.

From the moment of his birth, he had lived in the human world. Strictly speaking, this was the first time he had ever seen his mother.

And yet… the moment she appeared, he felt it. An overwhelming peace. A safety beyond words.

His bloodline sang, rejoicing in her presence. Every cell in his body surged with emotion.

He walked forward, slowly.

In this universe, there was likely no one else who dared to approach the Empress this closely.

He smiled, “It’s an honor to finally meet you, Mother.”

The Empress stared at him, her perfect hand trembling ever so slightly. She reached out, brushing her fingers against his cheek—feeling the cold stillness of his skin, the reflection of her own power.

At last, her calm façade broke.

Tears welled in her eyes as she pulled him into her arms. She held him tightly, as if trying to melt him into her very soul.

“My child…”