I Truly Am The Villian

Xiao Buhui's complexion was terrible; the recent conflict had left his relationship with Xu Zimei far from cordial.

Regardless, it was vital to know one's enemy as well as oneself.

And how could the once declining Heaven Martial Sect produce someone who could so effortlessly defeat the top contender of the Hero's Board?

Such strength would secure a place even on the Tyrant's Board.

Setting aside Xiao Buhui's myriad of feelings for a moment, the Qi Emperor's face also underwent a drastic change.

"Defeated, and so utterly at that."

He became somewhat disheartened for a time, looking towards Emperor Chu, he said with self-deprecation, "Emperor Chu, you've kept your cards hidden very well."

Emperor Chu remained silent because even he had not anticipated this outcome.

"As it's a best-of-three match, the Galaxy Empire claims victory in the struggle for the Secret Realm this time," Fatty Wang said with a smile.

"Congratulations, Emperor Chu."

"It's nothing much," responded Emperor Chu as he glanced at the Second Prince and said, "Tell your friend to ask for whatever he wants without hesitation; I will reward him generously."

"Let's go," Xu Zimei descended from the combat platform and said calmly to Xia Wanqing.

"Go where?" Xia Wanqing asked blankly.

"You wanted to visit the Secret Realm, didn't you?" Du Ankang replied.

He took the dazed Xia Wanqing and walked towards the Secret Realm.

However, they were blocked by Emperor Chu.

"Young Master Xu, only one person can enter the Secret Realm at a time, and I already have a person in mind," Emperor Chu said with a smile.

"I appreciate your victory in the third match; once the legacy of the Nine Nights Immortal King is located, you can enter freely."

"Do you really think this place is merely the legacy of the Nine Nights Immortal King?" Xu Zimei asked with a smile.

With the recent manifestation of the Heaven Martial Emperor, everyone began to suspect there was more here than meets the eye.

"That's inconsequential," Emperor Chu stated.

"Regardless, there is always the Qianniu Taoist Court."

"It seems you still haven't grasped something," Xu Zimei said.

"What's that?"

"My entry into this Secret Realm is to inform you, not to negotiate with you," replied Xu Zimei.

"Do you think you're in a position to dictate terms to me, considering the Galaxy Empire has been at peace for too long?

As for the Qianniu Taoist Court, have Great Emperor Funiu speak with me."

"How dare you! You are not worthy to utter the name of our ancestor," Xiao Buhui looked towards Xu Zimei and sharply reprimanded.

Xu Zimei looked up at him.

He spoke tranquilly, "My patience is limited; are you opting not to leave here alive?"

"Don't mind him," Fatty Wang quickly stepped forward to mediate.

"As you please, we won't get involved in this matter."

"Chen Luo, are these your invitees?" Emperor Chu also looked embarrassingly at Second Prince Chen Luo.

"Father, I truly knew nothing," Chen Luo was almost in tears.

He felt the extremes of life's joy and sorrow arrive too swiftly.

A seemingly certain defeat had turned into victory.

Yet before he could even take joy in it, Xu Zimei had once again ignited conflict with everyone.

"Let's go. If I hear any further objection, believe me, you'll immediately become corpses," Xu Zimei uttered these words.

He and Xia Wanqing approached the entry to the Secret Realm.

The Secret Realm had restrictions in place, allowing only one person to enter.

However, such restrictions, set by a Great Emperor, naturally could not stop Xu Zimei.

With his right hand laid upon the restrictions, his internal power surged, forcibly creating a small doorway beside it.

Both of them passed through the Void Gate and entered, and then the appearance of the Secret Realm was restored as if untouched.

After watching the figures of Xu Zimei and the others disappear, Xiao Buhui finally let out a cold snort of rage.

"My Great Young Master Xiao, why bother with him? Circumstances overpower men, and this is not inside the Qianniu Taoist Court."

Fatty Wang said with a smile to comfort him, "If we really encounter some lunatics, our identities won't be of any deterrent effect."

"If you dare to touch us, then there's no need for the Heaven Martial Sect to exist," Xiao Buhui said, unconvinced.

Fatty Wang slowly shook his head; he felt that Xu Zimei was serious just now.

He absolutely would not take into account their identity from the Qianniu Taoist Court.

"So what do we do now? The mission from the Taoist Court is to bring back the heritage," Fatty Wang said.

"With his interference, I'm afraid the situation has changed."

"Notify the Taoist Court elders; otherwise, he'll really think he's invincible in the world," Xiao Buhui said.

Qin Yao, standing beside him, did not object, and took out a piece of paper from the Storage Ring.

The paper was golden, exuding a mysterious power.

Xiao Buhui used his finger as a pen, channeled his spiritual energy into his index finger, and began to inscribe onto the paper.

"The heritage has encountered obstacles; I hope the elder can assist."

Ten simple yet meaningful characters shone with golden light on the paper.

In the next moment, the entire paper disappeared into the void, turning into a golden gas.

This was a unique communication method of the Taoist Courts, as long as it was not across two domains.

Within the Mortal Domain, as long as the space was not sealed, this communication paper could be used to send messages into the Taoist Courts at the fastest speed.

After the golden paper disappeared, Fatty Wang sighed.

"Let's hope the elder can make it in time."

"The Heaven Martial Sect is right there, you can run away from a monk, but you can't run away from a temple," Xiao Buhui said indifferently.

"You seem to have a lot of resentment towards the Heaven Martial Sect," Qin Yao, who had been silent the whole time, looked at him and asked with suspicion.

Xiao Buhui did not reply, but Fatty Wang chuckled and replied.

"You probably don't know yet.

Our Taoist Source Land in the Qianniu Taoist Court is about to open."

"I am aware of that," Qin Yao replied.

"The opening of the Taoist Source Land is not only a purification of the Taoist Source but also a time when some disciples will be sent to the Taoist Source Land for cultivation."

Fatty Wang explained, "There were originally ten spots, and Buhui was the tenth, just able to make it on time.

But this year is different, the last spot is to be given to the Heaven Martial Sect, so Buhui's qualification was canceled."

"Why give it to the Heaven Martial Sect?" Qin Yao asked, puzzled.

"We have not had dealings with the Heaven Martial Sect for many years, right?"

"I'm not very clear about that either, only that it was an agreement made by our ancestors, Great Emperor Funiu and the Heaven Martial Emperor."

Fatty Wang replied, "That's what the higher-ups of the Sect Gate say, and there's nothing we can do."

"Stop talking, the more you talk, the more annoyed I get," Xiao Buhui interrupted him angrily.

"A declining power should display the attitude of the weak.

Always thinking about getting something from our Qianniu Taoist Court, it's just wishful thinking."

...

Xu Zimei and another person entered into the Secret Realm.

After manipulating the void in front of them, they instantly appeared in another small world.

As far as the eye could see, this world was not particularly vast.

Straight ahead was a palace.

A vast palace, decorated luxuriously with gilt edges, the area occupied two-thirds of this small world.

Beneath the palace was all carpeted with emeralds and agates.

"You," Xia Wanqing fell silent for a bit, paying no attention to the palace before her.

Instead, she looked at Xu Zimei.

"Who exactly are you?"