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I Truly Am The Villian

Xu Zimei found himself reborn, carrying with him all the heaven-shaking cultivation and memories from his previous life. But something was off about the script. Isn’t reincarnation always the protagonist’s theme? However, I was cast as the villain! This is the story of a villain's step-by-step journey to becoming the Demon King. —————————— In an era of great strife, where mystical arts resonated! An elder of the True Martial Holy Sect sat at the Willow Bank River Fishing Platform when suddenly he heard the dragon’s roar. Three thousand carps knocked at the gate of life, transforming into the Measureless Golden Dragon, soaring through the firmament, graceful as a startling swan! There were strongmen who measured the heavens and earth with their strides, monks who sat in meditation in temples for three thousand years, achieving sudden enlightenment—auspicious clouds descended, and all laws of magic cheered in chorus. Blood moons darkened the night, rainbows cut through the daylight. There was a swordsman with a wooden sword on his back who, with a turn and a raise of his hand, shattered thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. In the south of the city, a ragged beggar with a broken willow twig dared to assault the Holy Court of a sect that boasted three emperors.

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515 Chs

Chapter 418 The Forgetfulness Tree

"Very well," Xu Zimei nodded with a faint smile.

The old granny was momentarily stunned but quickly recovered.

She pulled back the cloth on the small cart and took out a teal fruit.

The fruit was only the size of a fist and was completely transparent.

It looked like a piece of blue amber and was quite beautiful.

Xu Zimei took the fruit and swallowed it in one bite.

Watching Xu Zimei eat the fruit, the old granny's face revealed a kind smile.

She covered the cart again with the cloth and prepared to leave.

However, at this moment, Xu Zimei stepped on the cart, baring his teeth and smiling at the old granny.

"Tastes good, another one please."

"Each person can only have one," the old granny said calmly.

"What if I really want another one?" Xu Zimei asked with a light smile.

The old granny gave Xu Zimei a cold glance and continued to lower her head to push the cart, preparing to leave again.