Villain: Memories Revealed, the Heroine Reborn to Atone for Her Sins

"Didn't I... die by burning my own soul?"

Lin Yang was utterly bewildered. He had clearly immolated his soul, severing all paths to reincarnation. There was no possible way he could have survived.

Yet here he was, alive once more!

But what was the point of being alive? His heart was dead; living felt no different from being dead...

"Brother Lin Yang, you're finally awake! Does your chest still hurt? Yao'er will massage it for you right now."

Just as Lin Yang was idly contemplating how to end his life again, a soft, excited voice reached his ears.

Hearing this voice, Lin Yang was startled. His previously unfocused eyes instantly sharpened, widening in disbelief as he looked up.

What met his gaze was a pale face, red and swollen from crying, streaked with tear marks. Yet, it was a face that made Lin Yang's heart ache so intensely he could barely breathe.

"Qingyao?" Lin Yang's voice trembled, hot tears streaming uncontrollably down his face. He instinctively reached out a blood-stained hand to touch that delicate face.

"Pfft..."

But the movement caused him to spit blood, his veins bulging with pain as his injuries flared up.

"Brother Lin Yang, don't move! Yao'er will find some medicine for your wounds right away."

Lin Qingyao was so frightened by Lin Yang's condition that she burst into tears. She immediately stumbled around, searching the bodies of the surrounding soldiers for any medicine that could heal him.

Meanwhile, Lin Yang stood there, stunned as if struck by lightning. He watched Lin Qingyao, his lifelong companion, who looked so foolishly earnest in her determination.

Lin Yang was certain now—he had been reborn!

Reborn to the moment just after he had first crossed over into this world!

In his previous life, he had been defeated a hundred times in the King's Ranking, dying of frustration before transmigrating to this fantastical realm known as the Tianhuang Continent.

There, he had become the sole grandson of the Marquis of Zhenbei in the Yongyao Dynasty. By the age of seventeen, he had risen to the rank of major general, helping the Yongyao Dynasty conquer three hostile dynasties.

It could be said that more than half of the Yongyao Dynasty's territory had been won by Lin Yang's efforts.

The people hailed him as a god incarnate, and the old emperor had even decreed that his most beloved princess, Chu Qingcheng, would marry him.

Lin Yang had been thrilled with his new life. A young marquis with a princess for a wife—it was the pinnacle of success.

But then, a suddenly awakened system informed him that he was a minor villain who had already been assassinated once.

To survive, he relied on this system, which allowed him to grow stronger by gaining the favor of heroines through a lottery mechanism. He transformed from a minor villain destined to die early into the Nine Nether Demon Emperor, a major villain feared across the heavens and worlds.

And he had succeeded in making all the heroines his wives!

But who could have predicted such a heartbreaking end?

"System, this is your doing, isn't it?" Lin Yang muttered to himself.

He had started his life over, and he couldn't think of anyone else with the power to make that happen except the system.

[Humph, you wanted to die, but I didn't. I've already killed the protagonist, Su Fan, for you. As long as you don't seek death, I don't care what you do in this life!]

As soon as Lin Yang finished speaking, the system's domineering voice echoed in his mind.

"You... killed Su Fan?" Lin Yang was stunned by the system's revelation.

"Didn't you say in the last life that the protagonist's destiny was too strong to be killed?"

[You believed me? You're hopeless, unfit to be a villain. You should be the protagonist this time. I've already bestowed the destiny upon you.]

"I don't want that. In this life, I just want to be an ordinary person. After repaying Qingyao's kindness, I'll find a secluded place to live or travel the world, no longer living for anyone else..."

When Lin Yang heard that the system had given him the protagonist's destiny, he immediately shook his head in refusal.

If not for the need to repay Lin Qingyao's kindness, he wouldn't even bother cultivating to become an immortal. He simply wanted to be a free spirit, wandering the world without a care.

Did they still expect him to be the protagonist, fighting for the people again?

Not a chance. Whoever wanted to be the protagonist or the villain could have it. He was done with that life.

[I was going to heal your wounds, but since you're so stubborn, you can suffer for half a year.]

"..."

"Stop joking. Being the protagonist really isn't for me. Heal me, quick." Lin Yang's face darkened.

His system was powerful, but sometimes it was just too mischievous!

[You don't have to bear the responsibilities of the protagonist, but the destiny is yours. You can't let others take those opportunities.]

"So that's your ultimate goal, huh?" Lin Yang's mouth twitched. It seemed some things never changed.

His system was incredibly powerful, yet it remained as greedy and stingy as ever!

[What do you know? I'm just being frugal and promoting traditional virtues. I don't want to argue with you. The healing medicine is in the novice gift pack. Take it or leave it...]

The arrogant system cut off the connection. Lin Yang could only smile wryly and mutter a quiet "thank you."

He then focused on the shimmering treasure chest in the system—the novice gift pack—and opened it.

"Buzz!"

As the chest opened, three beams of golden light shot out, hovering before Lin Yang.

When the light faded, he could clearly see what they were: a Nine Revolutions Golden Pill, a black spear radiating demonic energy, and a large, sharp-horned yellow ox.

"What the... why is it you?" Lin Yang was stunned.

Wasn't this the godhood from his previous life, his innate divine weapon, the God-killing Spear, and his mount, that ferocious yellow ox?

What kind of system would use his own belongings as rewards?

"Moo..."

Just as Lin Yang was reeling, the yellow ox's eyes turned red, its veins bulging as it snorted heavily through its fist-sized nostrils, its front hooves digging into the ground.

It seemed furious at Lin Yang for attempting suicide behind its back!

"Brother Ox, calm down, calm down... We can talk this out... Oh crap..."

Seeing the ox charge at him, Lin Yang's face turned pale. He swallowed the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill in one gulp, and his injuries healed almost instantly.

Without hesitation, he grabbed the God-killing Spear from the ground, trying to fend off the ox. But the spear, seemingly just as angry, flew out of his hands and away.

"No... Brother Ox, I was wrong! I'll never do anything stupid again!" Lin Yang shouted as he ran.

But the ox wasn't listening. Today, it was determined to teach him a lesson.

"Stop! Don't hurt Brother Lin Yang!" At the critical moment, little Lin Qingyao bravely stepped in front of Lin Yang.

"Roar..."

When the ox saw Lin Qingyao blocking its path, its anger only intensified. It turned and charged toward a nearby hill.

"Boom!"

With a deafening crash, the small hill, over ten meters high, was flattened in an instant.

Truly, Brother Ox was a force to be reckoned with—cool, collected, and not one for words...

"Boom!"

Seeing this, little Lin Qingyao fainted from sheer terror.