I Truly Am The Villian

At first, this leaf seemed nothing special.

In this void, it appeared fragile.

But as time went by, the life aura on the leaf grew increasingly rich.

Green light kept stirring, the entire leaf pulsing like a heartbeat, "thump thump thump".

The leaf began to flow into the Catastrophe Demon Domain.

Sinking slowly from the void of the Catastrophe Demon Domain.

The Catastrophe Demon Domain, a world governed by the Demon Race.

However, in the Nine Domains, the status of these demons is not very high, it is rumored that this Demon Race is merely transient.

Although this world is governed by the Demon Race, they do not participate in setting the order of this world as Dominators.

Instead, they turn a blind eye, allowing the indigenous people to develop naturally.

Thus, after countless years, humans remain the most populous race in this world.

Heavenly Dragon Empire, Shuyang County, Fan Sea Fishing Village.

The morning light shone down from the horizon, the long unseen sun bathed the land in gentle rays.

Several consecutive days of heavy rain had brought a sense of gloom to the world.

The weather was a bit chilly, and the clear sky appeared exceptionally blue.

The tomboy Wu Zhaodi carried her clothes to the shore of the fishing village, with a few older women accompanying her to wash clothes.

The clear seawater stretched endlessly.

The women selected spots, using scrub boards to wash clothes, while the girl named Wu Zhaodi wasn't in a hurry.

She removed the elastic from her wrist and tied up her jet black long hair, only then starting to wash the clothes.

"Zhaodi, I heard that the Son of the Commandery Princess from Shuyang County is interested in you, why didn't you agree?"

The women, having nothing better to do, started gossiping.

"That's right, marrying into the Commandery Princess's family, there would be endless wealth and honor to enjoy. If I were twenty years younger, I wouldn't miss the chance."

"Aunt Zhou, isn't your Liang'er at the right age? You could let her try," Wu Zhaodi said with a smile.

"I would like to, but unfortunately, Master Shu doesn't fancy ordinary people like us," the woman replied sourly.

Wu Zhaodi smiled, unwilling to say more on the matter.

She wasn't originally from Fan Sea Fishing Village, having settled here only half a year ago, her ties with the people in the village were mediocre.

Finishing the laundry, she carried the basket alone without going home, heading towards the eastern side of the fishing village.

The willow trees along the way were swaying in the wind.

It felt somewhat like the spring days in April with birds flying and grass growing, her long hair flowing freely, forming a stark contrast with her fair face and black hair.

Moving forward, she reached the fishing area of the village.

However, the fish here were small, boneless fish, not suited for trade, only those with idle interests came here for pleasure.

On the freshwater shore sat an old man.

He resembled a statue, who knows how long he had been sitting there, holding a fishing rod, unmoving like a pine tree.

With a meditative posture and gazing ahead.

"Grandpa Wang," Wu Zhaodi tiptoed to his back and suddenly shouted.

The old man merely smiled, gently raising his right hand, catching a golden boneless fish.

"Didn't scare you," Wu Zhaodi said unwillingly.

"Why? Come to steal fish again?" The old man turned his head, smiling kindly.

"How can it be stealing? I'm taking it openly," Wu Zhaodi retorted defiantly.

"I heard that Master Shu came to see you again?" The old man grinned, asking.

"Don't mention it, that guy clings like a dog, can't kill him, can't drive him away," Wu Zhaodi replied helplessly.

"Though Shuyang County is small, the main family there has ties with Tianluan Immortal Palace.

It's right to make the connection," the old man chuckled.

At the mention of Tianluan Immortal Palace, Wu Zhaodi's smile faded.

She asked, "Any news from that side?"

"The Immortal Palace is under new ownership, Emperor Xiao has made impressive moves, most situations are stabilized.

It's just a matter of time," the old man replied.

Wu Zhaodi clenched her fists, her nails almost digging into her flesh.

"Control yourself, now you have nothing to do with Tianluan Immortal Palace," the old man said.

"I know," Wu Zhaodi sighed deeply, her eyes flashing with endless hatred.

"Who?" At this moment, she seemed to have sensed something, looking toward the other side of the shore.

A leaf drifted over the fairly calm river.

The leaf was about four or five meters long, and there lay an unconscious man.

The man's robes were black as ink, his features seemed carved out, long hair fluttering in the wind.

He had his eyes shut tight, resembling a slumbering posture.

The old man beside waved again, and the man's figure separated from the leaf, slowly floating to the shore.

"This Fan Sea leads directly to Heavenly Dragon City, how can anyone cross over?" The old man said in surprise.

"At the center of Fan Sea, there's the risk of overturning the world."

"How is he?" Wu Zhaodi asked.

"Nothing serious, just a coma," the old man checked briefly, shaking his head.

"Kill him, he's unknown," Wu Zhaodi suggested.

"Let him be," Wu Zhaodi hesitated for a moment, suddenly said.

The old man gave her a surprised look, asking, "Don't you know your current situation?"

"I didn't say to keep him, just leave him here in the fishing village," Wu Zhaodi replied.

"You child, just like your parents," the old man shook his head with a sigh.

"You are destined not to be a fearsome leader, inability to be ruthless is your greatest weakness."

Wu Zhaodi smiled, shaking her head, "I only kill my enemies, the innocent have nothing to do with me."

"Alright, resolve it yourself," the old man got up, packed the fishing rod, and left.

"If the palace has any more developments, I will inform you ahead."

Watching the old man's departing figure, Wu Zhaodi glanced back at the remaining fish bucket and the unconscious man before her.

...…

The blessing of the tree god, this was the key to Xu Zimei's survival.

Since receiving Ju Mang's inheritance, he began planning fake death.

Currently, his strength was limited, hard to confront many existences head-on, and more people were tracking him.

This was not a favorable situation for him now.

Thus, Xu Zimei used the fake death to perish with the Evil Demon King, disappearing for a while.

However, after the blessing of the tree god revived him, this period was beyond his control.

His consciousness began to awaken, soon sensing the power within, starting to control his limbs.

He slowly opened his eyes, the scent of grilled fish wafted into his nose.

"You're awake," Wu Zhaodi sat amidst a starry night on the hillside.

The bright flame flickered, a few boneless golden fish hanging in front, continuously being roasted.

Xu Zimei slowly sat up, he didn't speak, instead his consciousness returned first to the Divine Continent.

...

Bai Meng and the others immediately came to meet him.