I Am the Fated Villain

Chapter 887: Maybe you’ll be disappointed by the terrifying talent of the Underworld Clan

The mist of immortality hung in the air, and a gentle breeze carried a delightful fragrance. Some of Wang Ziji’s black hairs fluttering in the wind fell onto Gu Changge’s face. Momentarily dazed, he looked at Wang Ziji to confirm whether she was genuinely drunken or still somewhat lucid.

However, Wang Ziji, with her closed eyes, kept her head lowered. After posing the question, she fell silent as if the inquiry had slipped out unconsciously. The flawless white complexion now held a rosy tint with a hint of warmth from the lingering alcohol that brushed against Gu Changge’s neck.

“Have you ever thought about me in these hundreds of years?”

Wang Ziji’s straightforward query prompted Gu Changge to contemplate an answer. Soon, his thoughts drifted away. Among the women he knew, Wang Ziji seemed to be the only one to ask such a direct question. Even Yue Mingkong, Jiang Chuchu, Yin Mei, and others would not approach him so openly.

However, Gu Changge shook his head when considering the response to this question. While he did inquire about Wang Ziji through Jiang Chuchu. The “thought” she referred to likely had little connection with his inquiries.

Not that Gu Changge was truly indifferent or callous. He believed that he and Wang Ziji were not intimately acquainted. Though certain events transpired, they tested each other’s attitudes and ideas. Gu Changge had approached her to accomplish specific goals through Wang Ziji, the fortunate daughter, and her initial approach might have stemmed more from curiosity than any romantic inclination.

“This answer might disappoint you,” Gu Changge admitted.

After all, I’ve been cold and self-centered from the start. How could I miss someone?

He lightly shook his head, a self-deprecating smile playing on his lips before his gaze returned to a state of calm.

He embraced the already inebriated Wang Ziji around the waist. The immortal bamboo forest was spacious, and all the maids had withdrawn. Even the Moon King, Heavenly Maiden Tianlu, and others were at a distance, avoiding this area. Gu Changge intended to take her to rest.

Given Wang Ziji’s current cultivation base, a single sip of the immortal wine would significantly enhance it, rendering her unconscious for several days.

The medicinal powers transformed into a plentiful cultivation base, permeating her limbs and bones. She was pleasantly surprised when she eventually woke up to find her cultivation improved.

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Despite being inebriated, she’s still refining the medicine’s power. Initially, she sensed her physique was unusual, and now it appears indeed remarkable.

Gu Changge suddenly got surprised and noticed a faint glow on Wang Ziji’s eyebrows. An ancient imprint seemed to circulate there, resembling a small golden whirlpool. The potent medicine’s energy was refined into a gentle force, nourishing her body without causing any disturbance.

Had she consumed a bit more immortal wine, the only difference would be the duration of her slumber. However, Gu Changge chose not to delve into an examination of Wang Ziji’s physique during this opportunity.

At this point, her unique physique held no significance for him. Her cultivation had already determined her standing. Although Wang Ziji was born as a saint, she occupied a pinnacle difficult for her peers to reach from birth. Yet, she lingered at the threshold of Dao-building expertise, distant from the immortal realm. Even with infinite time, her peers would need help to catch up to him.

In the blink of an eye, seven days swiftly passed. Once the immortal kings of the Immortal Domain returned to their respective tribes and territories, they promptly disseminated the news. It caused ripples across all immortal forces.

Ethnic groups and forces began mobilizing their forces, aiming to collaborate and breach the foreign land. The immortal domain, divided for an extended period, was now poised for unification after countless epochs.

Echoes of Dao-building experts resonated from all universes, dismantling previously set isolation formations. Teleportation arrays spanning different immortal domains were under construction, enabling cultivators of all races to descend swiftly without the previous hassles.

While ordinary cultivators and creatures were bewildered by these changes, higher-level entities grasped the impending significance. It was a prelude to a potential war with the foreign land. Beneath the veneer of apparent peace, turbulent undercurrents hinted at an imminent storm.

King Luo’s Mansion was abuzz with activity in the Central Immortal Domain. Upon his return, King Luo immediately dispatched investigators to scrutinize the descendants of the Immortal Palace. Simultaneously, he summoned his most important descendant, Luo Xuan.

In another era, Luo Xuan’s potential could have propelled him to the realm of the Immortal King under proper guidance. However, being born in this specific era, despite possessing heavenly talents, he was caught in the tumultuous currents—rising and falling, submerged in the relentless ebb and flow.

Even an immortal king found himself powerless, unable to control his destiny; let alone an ordinary person. King Luo had contemplated sealing Luo Xuan’s fate before the upcoming banquet, allowing him to awaken in the next era. Yet, ultimately, he dismissed this notion. As an Immortal King, incapable of fully understanding the circumstances of future generations, King Luo harbored a foreboding sense. He felt that the challenges awaiting them in the future would be even more ruthless and terrifying than their present reality.

“Patriarch King Luo, have you summoned me?”

Luo Xuan hurriedly approached the cave, expressing deep respect towards King Luo.

King Luo opened his eyes and uttered calmly, “Henceforth, you must cease entertaining thoughts about that woman from the Wang family.”

Unaware of the connection between Wang Ziji and Gu Changge, King Luo refrained from speculating, fearing any attention from Gu Changge. Already entangled in a precarious situation due to the machinations of others, King Luo couldn’t afford to incur Gu Changge’s wrath. The easy-going and aloof demeanor Gu Changge displayed in the Moon King Mansion masked a ruthless nature, and King Luo recognized that Gu Changge’s true character went beyond surface appearances.

“Don’t entertain thoughts about that woman from the Wang family?”

Standing outside the cave mansion, Luo Xuan was momentarily stunned by this directive, struggling to grasp the implications.

“Ancestor, are you referring to Miss Ziji?”

Luo Xuan couldn’t believe it, seeking clarification.

Previously, when he pursued Wang Ziji, King Luo not only approved but also personally advocated for him, raising the matter with an immortal king patriarch of the Wang family. Why, then, the change in stance upon his return from the banquet?

Luo Xuan found himself bewildered, his head spinning with confusion. He initially assumed that King Luo summoned him for an important revelation. Before the banquet, King Luo had already made plans to leave and never return, and the silence among the clan’s true immortals regarding this matter made Luo Xuan cautious not to pry further.

Frowning, King Luo, who once valued Luo Xuan greatly, now expressed dissatisfaction with his reaction to matters of love within the family.

“There are matters beyond your purview; refrain from probing too deeply. She has chosen to be with someone else,” King Luo remarked, his words carrying a hint of indifference.

Upon departing from Moon Palace, Wang Ziji didn’t accompany the rest of the Wang family, and even the two Immortal Kings refrained from probing further into the matter. The discerning immortal kings quickly deduced the nature of the relationship between Wang Ziji and Gu Changge from her attitude.

“Understood,” Luo Xuan replied, beads of cold sweat forming on his back. King Luo’s indifferent tone indicated his dissatisfaction with Luo Xuan’s recent actions. Though shocked by the sudden news, Luo Xuan dared not raise objections. Even an Immortal King could sense the scrutiny of his name, let alone a being of Demon Lord’s stature.

From King Luo’s words, Luo Xuan inferred that Wang Ziji might have been favored by the Demon Lord and compelled to stay.

Filled with deep regret and powerlessness, Luo Xuan berated himself for his weakness. At this moment, he found himself unable to change the situation.

“Next, a significant event will unfold in the immortal domain, and the barriers separating various immortal domains will vanish. If you dare to stir up trouble during this time, even if you are my most esteemed junior, I will personally end you,” warned King Luo, detecting Luo Xuan’s thoughts in his chilling voice.

Shocked by the stern warning, Luo Xuan hurriedly assured, “Rest assured, Ancestor. I would never dare to act recklessly.”

“Return,” King Luo instructed, closing his eyes once more.

He sought to unravel the complex web of cause and effect in the shadows, determined to identify those behind his current predicament. In these tumultuous times, finding the remnants of the Immortal Palace proved an exceedingly difficult task, with no traces or signs over countless epochs. Attempting to locate them now resembled searching for a needle in a haystack.

Yet, King Luo had to pursue this arduous task. Failure to locate the remnants of the Immortal Palace could mean his demise at the hands of Gu Changge.

The uneasy atmosphere within King Luo’s mansion in the foreign land reflected the looming threat. A potential war between the foreign land and the immortal domain cast its shadow, intensifying the tension.

Throughout the Immortal Domain, a peculiar atmosphere prevailed as clans and orthodoxies sought ways to consolidate their territories. Even the Immortal Kings, who once ruled the universe, reduced their clan lands and confined their territories to the size of a star field. The news of imminent unification circulated widely, reaching even the Immortal Domain’s dark and ancient forbidden areas.

In one such hidden realm, a vigilant existence contemplated the situation. The impending unification between the Immortal Domain and the Origin Realm marked an irreversible trend. However, this vigilant existence presented a golden opportunity.

Immortal Domain’s unification is on the horizon. If true, it will reorganize the laws of heaven and earth, potentially elevating the Immortal Domain to a formidable level. Though it may not rival its peak, it’s sufficient for my current form.

This is a grand opportunity.

In the depths of the universe, a young man in green robes meditated within a desolate star field in the Immortal Domain.

A faint blue aura enveloped him, lending an air of mystery and majesty to his presence. Although appearing youthful, hints of age and experience flickered in his eyes.

Before him danced several dim soul fires, each emanating spiritual wisdom and voice. These soul fires communicated with the young man, Ni Chen, a surviving Underworld Realm clansman.

“With your current strength, transforming this star field into a clone will take time. However, considering the current situation in the Immortal Domain, it presents a significant opportunity for you,” conveyed the soul fires. Ni Chen’s eyes gleamed with excitement at the prospect.

“My will now envelopes this star field,” he declared.

Though I may not have transformed into an immortal, my strength rivals that of one. Anyone approaching, even a true immortal, will be oppressed. I possess the strength of a near-immortal.

Ni Chen had seized control of this star field, reshaping and restoring it to perfection. Although not suitable for his cultivation, the Underworld clan’s unique abilities allowed him to transcend his previous limitations and approach the realm of the immortal. His influence over the vast Immortal Domain would expand as his strength grew, triggering a chain reaction.