I Truly Am The Villian

"What's going on with this Demon Dragon?" the Great Elder whispered under his breath.

Stepping over the iron fence, he tried to walk through from inside.

As he approached, the Seven-Winged Demon Dragon let out an angry roar, its gigantic body lunging forward.

Its seven wings whipped up a storm.

Frightened, the Great Elder let out a scream, his figure directly blown backward.

"Who, who is that," the Great Elder called out, turning to Xu Zimei.

"Great Elder, my name is Xu Zimei," Xu Zimei responded with a smile.

"Could you control it a bit, make it quiet down," the Great Elder said.

"I'm not familiar with this Demon Dragon, and besides, I'm quite nervous myself right now," Xu Zimei innocently shook his head.

"Besides, the contest isn't over yet; this concerns my entire future life, I can't be careless."

"It's over, it's over," the Great Elder hurriedly said.

"You win this contest."

"Great Elder, don't force yourself," Xu Zimei said embarrassedly.

"I didn't really do anything, it's somewhat embarrassing to win."

"No forcing, no forcing, you win this contest," the Great Elder replied.

"But do your words hold any weight?" Xu Zimei asked.

Left with no choice, the Great Elder turned his gaze towards the Sect Master nearby.

The old man slightly waved his hand and replied, "First challenge, Xu Zimei wins."

"Since that's the case, let's begin the second challenge," Xu Zimei said, looking towards the crowd.

"Zhuo Bufan, step forward."

"Merely got lucky," Zhuo Bufan with a darkened expression walked out from the crowd.

Looking at Xu Zimei he said, "Brother Xu truly has a bad memory, didn't we just meet the day before yesterday?"

"Is that so? My memory isn't very good, I only remember encountering a wild dog at the Spiritual Medicine Peak the day before yesterday.

It even barked at me, making me flay and thrash it thoroughly," Xu Zimei laughed.

Hearing his words, Zhuo Bufan's expression grew even darker.

His longsword unsheathed at his waist, Sword Intent surged.

Looking indifferently at Xu Zimei, he said, "Brother Xu, please enlighten me."

"Don't be hasty," Xu Zimei patted the head of the Seven-Winged Demon Dragon lying affectionately beside him.

"This Seven here is now my pet; it should count as a part of my strength. It wants to fight for me.

You fight it."

"What kind of joke is this, this Demon Dragon has entered the Emperor Pulse, even if the founder of our Sect Gate comes, he can't do anything about it," Zhuo Bufan said.

"You're cheating."

"What cheating, the previous contest didn't say pets couldn't fight," Xu Zimei replied.

"It's clearly our Heaven Martial Sect's Sect Guardian Beast, when did it become your pet?" Zhuo Bufan argued.

"You say it's your Sect Guardian Beast? Then call it and see if it responds," Xu Zimei replied.

"Seven."

The moment he called, the Seven-Winged Demon Dragon instantly growled lowly, its tail wagging.

If the dragon's language could be translated, Xu Zimei guessed it would probably mean "Whine Whine Whine"?

"You call it, see if it responds."

"I won't argue with you," Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly, his gaze turning to the Great Elder nearby.

The Great Elder awkwardly smiled and replied, "Young Master Xu, this is indeed a bit against the rules.

You have to personally take part in the battle.

Since we are choosing a son-in-law, we definitely pick you, not this Demon Dragon."

"Do you really think it's against the rules?" Xu Zimei asked.

"Against the rules," the Great Elder smiled.

"If that's the case, then I concede this match," Xu Zimei directly said.

"We still have a third contest, I'll set the rules for that.

In the next contest, I allow my Demon Dragon to participate, and the opponent is still Zhuo Bufan."

Hearing his words, the Great Elder's expression instantly changed.

Several Elders exchanged glances.

Before they even spoke, the elder at the head nodded and replied, "Granted."

Upon hearing these words, Zhuo Bufan was instantly baffled in place.

The Seven-Winged Demon Dragon slowly stood up, its massive body exuding an overwhelming presence.

It took steps toward him.

The fiery dragon breath blew straight onto his face.

His legs trembled uncontrollably.

Until finally, with a roar from the Demon Dragon, he was so scared that he actually wet himself.

"I quit, you're bullying me."

Ashamed and disgraced, Zhuo Bufan threw his longsword on the ground and ran off into the distance, yelling.

"How embarrassing, and he's the top Inner Sect Disciple?"

The crowd around him buzzed with discussion.

"Our Heaven Martial Sect has really declined, such a person representing our sect is truly a disgrace.

Although I'm not fond of this new son-in-law either."

"This new son-in-law really lucked out, even the Demon Dragon is blind to submit to such a person."

"Maybe he has some special qualities, I think you're just jealous."

The surrounding crowd was abuzz with varying opinions.

Several elders saw this scene and also fell silent.

The elder at the head gently coughed a few times.

He said, "Given the circumstances, Xu Zimei wins this third challenge.

With two victories to one defeat, he wins.

Does anyone object?"

"Sect Master, I think there's something fishy about this competition," the Second Elder stepped forward and said.

"And his identity is unclear, wouldn't it be better to investigate before making a decision?"

"Alright, this matter relates to the future Young Sect Leader of our Heaven Martial Sect, it's a major affair," the elder nodded.

He said, "Since the Second Elder has spoken, then this task is yours to investigate.

I give you seven days to provide a satisfactory answer.

If nothing comes out in seven days, perhaps it's time for the Second Elder position to shift."

Hearing the elder's words, the Second Elder quickly waved his hands.

He replied, "I was just speaking off the cuff; actually, I think this new son-in-law is quite alright.

Let the Sect Master make the final decision."

"Wanqing, come here," the elder waved his hand and spoke to Xia Wanqing.

Xia Wanqing hurriedly came forward.

The elder said, "Three days from now, I will hold a ceremony to officially announce you as the Young Sect Leader. Be prepared."

"I understand," Xia Wanqing nodded hurriedly.

"In that case, everyone else may leave. Wanqing, come with me," the elder stood up, waved his hand and said.

"Sect Master, what about the Demon Dragon?" the Great Elder asked in haste.

"What should be done with the Demon Dragon, you ask it," the elder inquired.

"It doesn't decide its fate.

Our Heaven Martial Sect has imprisoned it for many years; if it holds no grudge and does not harm the Sect Gate, let it be."

...…

After finishing, the elder left with Xia Wanqing.

Leaving behind a crowd looking at each other confusedly.

Bringing Xia Wanqing back to his own courtyard, the elder coughed a few more times.

Within these coughs, there were even traces of blood.

"Grandfather, are you alright?" Xia Wanqing asked in concern.

"It's nothing, just an old problem," the elder smiled and shook his head.

"Sit down, and talk with your grandfather."

Xia Wanqing sat down across from him, somewhat worried.

The elder smiled and said, "You're fortunate to have met that person, I'm very satisfied."