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The Greatest Disciple of the Evil Sect

"It’s not the people who claim they are evil you should worry about, it’s the ones that claim they are good". . . What would a modern-day earthling do if they suddenly open their eyes to find themselves in a cultivation world? Suffering from an incurable disease since young, Yang Chen’s life came to an end due to the malicious stratagems of his relatives. Life, youth, love, wealth, family, he got to enjoy nothing. Bitter at the injustice he suffered, Yang Chen's soul was reincarnated into a whole new world where immortals and divine beings weren’t just myths. This time, he vowed to live a whimsical, self-serving, materialistic life. But what’s this? His starting point was the lowest of the low, a slave that was at the mercy of the Zhang clan. Can this still be called living? Raising a cry in defiance against his destiny, what appeared before him was the Greedvil system. Heaven-Defying Battle Skills, Supreme Pills, Weapons, Armours... anything that Yang Chen wants, can be purchased from the shop. In return, all Yang Chen had to do was commit evil acts. The Greedvil System ran on mischief points, his actions determined the points he earned. The greater the degree of evil, the higher the points!!! Hehe… Now wasn’t that great? Even the heavens want him to become a villain. Equipped with a healthy body and a powerful system, what kind of storms would Yang Chen create? . . "What’s that, a heavenly constitution? I, your grandfather can buy dozens of them. Beauties? The more the merrier. Villains? Who can hold a candle against me?" This is the story of a villain who sets on a journey to reach the martial peak. He will stomp on all the heavenly sons and pick up beauties on his way. ------ Join our discord for Q&A and to chat with fellow members- https://discord.gg/bXexmSNeqn You can also support the novel on Patreon by simply copying the link below:- patreon.com/ViciousPepper.

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Chapter 151- It Is Clear That She Likes You... (2)

Completely exhausted, Lin Huiyin closed her eyes, preparing to embrace her inevitable fate. A torrent of despair washed over her, her spirit heavy with the weight of defeat.

"Father, Elder Lin Mang… Lin Huiyin apologises. Even until the end I was unable to win" she whispered, her voice filled with sorrow.

As she teetered on the edge of her life, memories from her time in the Lin clan surged through her mind. Amongst those memories, an image emerged—the person she detested the most, the one who had caused her so much pain.

The mere thought of his heartless presence made her heart ache for some reason. Why would she remember him at the end of her life? There was no way that heartless person would make a move, it was clear from his behaviour.

As Lin Huiyin's consciousness wavered and she was about to be consumed under the might of the three powerful skills targeting her, a gentle breeze brushed against her tear-streaked face.