After Becoming a Villain, the Fairies Regretted and Chased Me

Chapter 007: Corpse?:

A bamboo grove was at the foot of the Heavenly Mystery Sect mountain.

Deep within the grove was a small, modest wooden hut.

Inside, Song Ye sat cross-legged, circulating his energy.

In less than half an incense stick’s time, he had fully absorbed the Ancient Demon Forming Pill in his body, solidifying his powerful demonic veins and advancing his cultivation to the Great Perfection of the Demonic Origin Realm.

[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on your significant advancement in demonic cultivation. You are now one step closer to becoming a true villain. Villain Achievement Points +100!]

So, even advancements in demonic cultivation could earn him Villain Achievement Points.

Once he accumulated 800 Villain Points, he could unlock the system’s shop, where he could exchange points for extremely rare items.

With his newfound demonic power, Song Ye’s Great Abyss Heavenly Demon Body seemed to activate, emitting visible black mist from his body. Above his head, the mist formed the image of a dark demon.

Song Ye quickly suppressed the demonic aura, pulling it back into himself.

He was, after all, still at the foot of the Heavenly Mystery Sect. Releasing such potent demonic energy here was practically asking for death.

On the Immortal Sect Power Rankings, the Heavenly Mystery Sect was ranked third, with formidable strength.

With his current abilities, Song Ye was merely a small demon. A few Lingxuan Cultivators from the sect could easily take him down.

Fortunately, the Great Abyss Heavenly Demon Body had a unique trait: it allowed him to conceal his demonic energy, making him appear as an ordinary mortal.

This concealment only worked on those weaker than him, though. Anyone stronger could still easily see through his disguise and sense his demonic aura.

Knowing that many within the Heavenly Mystery Sect still had a higher cultivation than him, Song Ye decided he needed to leave the area quickly.

He had already chosen his next destination: White Maple City.

Just as he stepped out of the hut, a massive creature lunged at him.

He focused his gaze and saw it was a giant red-scaled python, nearly ten meters long and as thick as an elephant’s leg, its body covered in blood-red scales.

It must have been drawn by the demonic aura he had released earlier.

Well, the blood of a Red-Scaled Python was an excellent supplement for demonic cultivation!

Since he hadn’t learned any complex demonic techniques yet, this would be a simple task.

Channeling some demonic energy into his right hand, he sliced through the air. The python’s head was severed instantly.

The creature was overconfident; it had come only to be slaughtered.

Song Ye grabbed its body and eagerly drank the blood from its severed neck.

[Ding! The Host has ruthlessly slaughtered a cute little animal, showing cold-blooded villainy. Villain Achievement Points +20!]

Song Ye froze in surprise.

A “cute little animal”? This system’s perspective seemed skewed! And the python had attacked him first—he had merely defended himself.

Still, earning 20 points wasn’t bad!

Song Ye resumed drinking the python’s blood, savoring its taste.

It was his first time experiencing the surprisingly delicious flavor of demon beast blood. This newfound taste was likely due to his demonic constitution.

At some point, a graceful figure appeared before him.

She wore a flowing green dress, blending seamlessly with the bamboo grove.

The sheer fabric couldn’t hide her proud figure. Even the bamboo seemed to bow toward her in admiration.

It was Xie Qingshuang, a Lingxuan Cultivator of the Heavenly Mystery Sect and ranked seventh on the list of Most Beautiful Fairies.

Only she knew that Song Ye had built this little hut here, his secret retreat.

As soon as she descended the mountain, she came straight to this place, correctly guessing she would find him here.

What she hadn’t expected was to see him drinking the blood of a demon beast.

Eating raw flesh and drinking blood was behavior despised by the righteous cultivators; only demonic cultivators resorted to such methods to replenish their energy.

Could it be that Song Ye, knowing he had lost his immortal veins and could no longer practice immortal techniques, had turned to demonic practices instead?

The thought made Xie Qingshuang shudder.

No matter what, she couldn’t let Song Ye go down this dark path.

Of course, she hadn’t realized that he was already a demonic cultivator with considerable power.

She couldn’t see through his disguise because his cultivation now surpassed hers.

To her, he appeared no different from a mortal and therefore incapable of killing the Red-Scaled Python.

She assumed some passing cultivator had slain the snake, and Song Ye had simply stumbled upon it, “picking up corpses.”

“Song Ye, stop this!” Xie Qingshuang shouted.

He turned to look at her, a cold expression in his eyes, with traces of fresh blood still at the corner of his mouth.

Xie Qingshuang froze, feeling an unfamiliar chill.

The man before her bore little resemblance to the Song Ye she once knew. His gaze was cold, with a murderous glint, and he looked even more handsome than before, though she wasn’t sure if that was just her imagination.