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Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate

Jiang Chen never expected to find himself in a world of cultivation, let alone as a core disciple of a famous sect. Destined to play the villain’s role, his future was full of trouble. He had plotted against the protagonist, crippling his dantian and turning him into a disgraced outcast, barely holding onto his place in the sect. If not for a surprising twist, Jiang Chen’s story might have ended as a small chapter in the protagonist’s grand journey. Understanding how risky his position was, Jiang Chen gave a sly grin. Alone, he thought to himself: 'Is the protagonist strong? No doubt about it. But am I afraid? Definitely not. Why? Because I have the Immortal Great Villain System!' Then he paused, his expression changing slightly. 'Wait… there’s more than one protagonist?' Instead of feeling worried, his grin grew wider. 'Well, isn’t that perfect?' With a sharp glint in his eyes, Jiang Chen made a bold declaration to himself: 'As the ultimate Great Villain, I’ll defy Heaven’s will and stand at the top!'

AlphaWIA · Oriental
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315 Chs

A Last-Ditch Effort

With one last glance at the disciple, Fang Yuan committed his face to memory, silently adding him to his ever-growing kill list. He then turned towards Ji Mingxiu and, with a respectful bow, said, "I seek the Holy Lord's permission to return to my cave mansion for healing."

Ji Mingxiu, not thinking much of it, nodded and replied casually, "Permission granted."

He then turned his gaze to the other contestants and added, "All disciples are allowed one hour of free movement. However, failure to return within the allotted time will result in disqualification from the competition!"

"Thank you, Holy Lord!" Fang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, bowed again in gratitude, then took out his flying artifact and headed back to his cave mansion.

In his wake, several other participating disciples also left their respective fighting platforms.

After all, not every disciple could recover under the intense gaze of the vast crowd; some anxiety was inevitable.