I Truly Am The Villian

"It's that woman, isn't it?" Old Xuluan glanced at Wu Zhaodi, the consequence was self-evident.

"Talking to smart people is really convenient," the Martial Spirit Ancestor laughed.

"What do you think, Brother Xuluan?"

"You want to train our Tianluan Immortal Palace as a puppet?" Old Xuluan said.

"If that's the case, I'd rather just annihilate it."

Though his words carried a tinge of frustration, his heart was genuinely displeased.

They had already killed their Palace Master, and now another one is being installed.

"Brother Xuluan, there's no need to worry, she's actually the daughter of the previous Palace Master," the Martial Spirit Ancestor said.

"I know that," Old Xuluan nodded.

With such a major event like the change of Palace Master at Tianluan Immortal Palace, how could he not know? He had simply long since stopped concerning himself with worldly affairs.

Who becomes the Palace Master depends on one's abilities, and he never interfered much.

"She is part of your Tianluan Immortal Palace, not a puppet we implanted," the Martial Spirit Ancestor said with a smile.

"I won't hide it from you, honestly, we had planned to annihilate Tianluan Immortal Palace today.

But, thanks to Miss Wu's intercession, we changed our plan to this."

"Since you've already decided, why tell me?" Old Xuluan said lightly.

His meaning was clear, even if he didn't agree, it was useless. Tianluan Immortal Palace was just flesh on the chopping block, ready to be carved.

"Brother Xuluan, please don't hold any resistance in your heart, Miss Wu will still need your support in the future," the Martial Spirit Ancestor said.

......

On the side, Wu Zhaodi slowly approached Huang Xuequan and the elders who were jumping around the most.

"Miss Wu, spare our lives, we were forced," the elders hastily pleaded.

"It was Huang Xuequan who threatened us with the lives of our families."

Seeing the elders' panic and pleas, Huang Xuequan seemed resigned.

He laughed for a while and said, "Dead is dead, look at you lot, like dogs, unfit to be elders of Tianluan Immortal Palace."

After finishing his words, he looked at Wu Zhaodi and laughed, "I killed your mother, if you want revenge, come.

I'm not afraid, I only regret letting you escape back then."

Wu Zhaodi said nothing, holding the Purple Hook.

She swung the hook and brutally stabbed it straight into Huang Xuequan's heart.

The heart was like a flooding dam, blood gushing out.

The Purple Hook stirred upheavals in the heart.

Huang Xuequan endured the pain, frowning but refusing to cry out.

No matter how the Purple Hook tortured him, he steeled himself to remain silent.

"Do you want him to die more painfully?" Xu Zimei looked at Wu Zhaodi and asked.

"I can't let him off easily," Wu Zhaodi nodded.

"That's simple, give him a sunbath," Xu Zimei laughed.

He looked around and saw a tall Immortal Tree nearby.

The tree silhouetted large, its branches waving hazily.

Xu Zimei waved his hand, and Huang Xuequan's figure was directly pinned to the Immortal Tree.

The sun condensed from Zhurong's Flame appeared in the void.

"Such strong flames," someone whispered.

Xu Zimei's hand wielded Blade Intent, slashing multiple cracks across Huang Xuequan's body.

"What... what are you doing?" Huang Xuequan asked, panicked.

Xu Zimei did not speak, but the sun in the void grew stronger, the intense heat seeming to burn Huang Xuequan.

The heat was all cast on his body.

Numerous wounds exposed under the sun, indescribable pain spread across his whole body.

Almost no place was left unscathed.

Cold sweat dripped from Huang Xuequan's face like rain, instantly evaporating.

"Just kill me," he finally roared, contorted.

"No rush, savor the taste of death slowly, this feeling isn't frequent," Xu Zimei said.

Under the sun's intense rays, Huang Xuequan's wounds began slowly drying up, lips turning purple, he was at the edge of extreme dehydration.

His screams echoed continuously.

Soon, the Immortal Tree behind him was the first to catch fire, followed by his spontaneous combustion.

The flames burned increasingly larger. Zhurong's Flame was so powerful, even the Divine Soul was utterly annihilated.

Suddenly, the world went empty.

Only a few wisps of ash drifted in the void.

And the other elders, seeing this sight, were dumbstruck and immediately began pleading.

Not for mercy to spare them, but for quick death.

"Forget it, killing them would dirty my hands," Wu Zhaodi said coldly upon seeing their state.

The Martial Spirit Ancestor nodded slightly, dropping his right hand.

As the overwhelming pressure descended, all the elders exploded and died.

On the side, Old Xuluan closed his eyes slightly, unwilling to witness this scene.

Imagining he had a lot of sorrows inside him as well.

"Now that they are dead, you can sit firmly as Palace Master," Xu Zimei said.

As he spoke these words, he looked at Old Xuluan.

The meaning was clear as well, Old Xuluan shouldn't become an obstacle, nor end up like those who came before.

"Since things are settled, we Haotian Sect have no reason to linger," Qi Haoran said.

"Today, we'll take our leave temporarily, but when Miss Wu takes over as the new Palace Master, Haotian Sect will definitely come to congratulate."

"Thank the Haotian Sect," Wu Zhaodi also responded politely.

Qi Haoran then looked at Xu Zimei and said, "Though the favor has been repaid, Young Master Xu will always be a friend of Haotian Sect."

"You all return first, I'll stay at Tianluan Immortal Palace for a few more days, then I'll leave," Xu Zimei nodded.

......

Numerous figures rose once again onto the Spirit Ship.

The Spirit Ship came quickly and departed just as quickly.

As the rumble resounded, the powerful thrust led the Spirit Ship to leave Tianluan Immortal Palace one after another.

"You mind your own Tianluan Immortal Palace affairs, I'm going into seclusion," Old Xuluan dropped this sentence gloomily as he departed.

"Grandpa Wang, I've just returned, there are many things I'm not clear about, I'll have to trouble you," Wu Zhaodi didn't stop him, she looked at Grandpa Wang with a smile.

"No problem," Grandpa Wang laughed heartily.

With things settled, though Wu Zhaodi knew she didn't care much for the title of Palace Master, the time to repay Xu Zimei's favor had come.

All Tianluan Immortal Palace matters were handed to Grandpa Wang, she seldom managed them.

She trusted him.

Meanwhile, Xu Zimei spent the following days at Tianluan Immortal Palace, helping Wu Zhaodi train her second external consciousness entity.

After about seven days, Wu Zhaodi sat cross-legged in the training hall, suddenly opened her eyes.

An expression of clarity in her eyes.

Behind her, a phantom identical to her appeared.

This was the consciousness entity she trained, the second external self.