The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!

"Hm? Qingqing, I think we're going the wrong way..."

Su Xiaobai had assumed Zhu Qing was taking him back to her residence, probably for another night of questionable moral decisions. Instead, she was leading him out of the sect.

A mysterious smile played on Zhu Qing's lips. Alarm bells rang in Su Xiaobai's mind—this woman was up to some serious shit.

Before he could question further, they arrived at ruined Yunnan City, a once-thriving place now reduced to rubble.

This was where Su Xiaobai had once been given an important life-saving mission—to uphold the Dao! (Translation: Do something righteous enough that others wouldn't kill him.)

Now, standing in the infamous Pleasure Pavilion, he found himself facing a terrified, half-dressed beauty—A'Jin.

The woman clutched at her robes, staring at Su Xiaobai and Zhu Qing in horror.

Next to him, Zhu Qing grinned and delivered her decree:

"Little Villain, screw her up!"

"..."

Su Xiaobai felt both his soul and lower half ascend at the same time.

Heaven? Hell? He wasn't sure. All he knew was—a long-legged beauty stood before him, and he had been given a free pass to pounce.

What kind of cosmic merit had he unknowingly accumulated to deserve such a fate!?

A'Jin's eyes burned with rage. "Xiao Qing, what did this old lady ever do to you!?"

"Humph! Do you really want me to list it all?" Zhu Qing sneered. "Acting innocent now? You were the one who started everything!"

A'Jin's face twisted. "Didn't you already have me kicked out of the sect for that?"

"You think that was enough?" Zhu Qing's voice was as cold as the abyss.

At that moment, A'Jin knew.

Retribution had come.

The little girl she once dismissed had grown up—vengeful, ruthless, and holding a grudge that could last multiple reincarnations.

____

The Schemes of Aunt A'Jin...

To understand this night's events, one had to look back a full generation.

When Zhao Tianxuan first entered the sect, he arrived with his caretaker and personal bodyguard—A'Jin.

A'Jin wasn't just some random servant. She was a high-ranking member of the Zhao Family, sent personally by the old Zhao Lords of Tianlong Empire to guard their heir.

But the moment Zhao Tianxuan set foot in the sect, the Zhao Family was erased.

Gone. Wiped from the empire like a stain on a brothel bed.

No one knew which mysterious power had done it, but the entire Zhao bloodline was silently crushed.

Zhao Tianxuan became an orphan overnight.

A'Jin? She became his sole surviving family, his guide, his protector… his shadow.

And, most importantly—his chess master.

Through years of observing their interactions, A'Jin quickly discovered a crucial fact—Zhao Tianxuan was interested in his martial sister, Zhu Qing.

And just like that, a grand scheme was born.

A'Jin played the long game.

She counseled patience. "Wait," she told Zhao Tianxuan. Bide your time. Climb the ranks. Earn power. When you become Sect Master, she will have no choice but to accept you."

And when the time was right?

She struck.

A'Jin orchestrated everything flawlessly.

Through manipulation and careful scheming, she used Bai Yujian to push an arranged marriage between Zhao Tianxuan and Zhu Qing.

The result?

A volcanic eruption of sect-wide drama.

Zhu Qing felt betrayed beyond words.

Her response?

She declared all-out war.

First, she confronted Zhao Tianxuan directly. "Get lost, or I'll personally dismember you." That was Step One.

Step Two?

She plotted against A'Jin for an entire decade—systematically tearing apart everything the woman built.

And in the end?

A'Jin was kicked out of the sect, exiled like a diseased dog.

But even after all that, was the grudge gone?

Absolutely not.

Zhu Qing wanted this woman erased from her existence.

And yet, Zhao Tianxuan saved her.

Not only that, he rewarded her—securing her a cushy job as a shadow informant for Xiantian Sect.

And now?

Now, Zhu Qing had finally found the perfect revenge tool.

A shameless, degenerate bastard named Su Xiaobai.

____

Zhu Qing grinned as she saw A'Jin's expression crumble.

Retribution had arrived.

Moments later, the Pleasure Pavilion rang with the sounds of tortured moans and desperate cries.

That bastard Su Xiaobai had been thoroughly bought out.

After all, Zhu Qing had made him an offer he couldn't refuse—if he performed well, she would help him get the Snow Sisters to fulfill their "promises."

And so, in the end—

A'Jin was the one who got screwed.

The grudge of an era finally faded that night.

Zhu Qing leaned back, watching the aftermath with a smile. A smile that was both intoxicating and terrifying.

The sisters hiding in the shadows?

They shuddered.

This woman… had completely lost her mind.

______

Meanwhile, at Iron Mountain Peak, Elder Han Xuan sighed.

"This woman has no restraint..."

Zhu Qing had only just escaped punishment from last scandal, and now she'd gone and pulled this shit!?

Did she want to fall out completely with Zhao Tianxuan!?

The next morning, Sect Master Zhao Tianxuan sat in the hall meeting, looking like a man who had witnessed his entire bloodline die a second time.

His face was ashen, his eyes bloodshot.

He had high expectations for Su Xiaobai.

But NOT to the extent that he would offer up his own mother-figure to be screwed over!

Zhao Tianxuan trembled in rage.

That woman wasn't his biological mother, but she had raised him!

And now, a junior disciple had ruined her completely!?

WHERE WAS HIS DIGNITY!?

WHERE WAS HIS FACE!?

______

The night passed.

By morning, Su Xiaobai sauntered into a meeting with Xu Tianran, who tossed the Star Essence Pill at him like he was handing over a used pair of chopsticks.

The whole exchange was so cold and lifeless that even a jade slip had more personality.

For some reason, Xu Tianran's gaze stayed on him, expression sourer than a monk watching a dual cultivation manual being distributed for free.

Did Xu Tianran not like him?

Maybe.

Did it matter?

Absolutely not.

___

"Woah…"

He popped the pill into his mouth, and instantly— Enjoy new chapters from My Virtual Library Empire

BOOM!

His Star Slayer God Arts surged.

His veins filled with astral energy, his muscles ignited in divine light, and his entire body felt like it was being bathed in the essence of the cosmos.

If this were a serious story, the heavens would be roaring, elders would be vomiting blood in shock, and some arrogant young master would be screaming, "Impossible! He broke through in an instant!?"

But instead, all that happened was—

SHOOOM!

His arm stretched out a full ten meters.

Su Xiaobai froze.

His brain short-circuited.

A ridiculous, forbidden thought slithered into his mind like a demonic voice whispering dark secrets.

Like any true martial scholar, he had to test the limits of this newfound ability.

If his arm could stretch ten meters—

What about his ten-inch little brother?

Could it, perhaps… climb Mount Tai?

He focused his Qi, held his breath, and willed it to grow.

The result…?

HAHA.

IT WASN'T A FUCKING MUSCLE!

The heavens had given him the power of divine elasticity, but cruelly denied him the one application that truly mattered.

Life was suffering.

_____

Next came his Astral Bones.

With this power, he could store explosive Qi inside his skeleton and unleash it like a spiritual orgasm—blasting his body forward, enhancing attacks, or even…

If he was feeling particularly deranged—

He could rip out his own bones and hurl them at enemies.

A true peak martial art—where one could literally beat people with their own femur.

Honestly, if some secret sect saw him using this technique, they might immediately start calling him "Bone Saint Xiaobai", founder of the "Path of Self-Cannibalistic Weaponry".

(Not that he would. He had some standards.)

With these two broken abilities, Su Xiaobai now felt unstoppable.

_____

That night, he steeled himself and went to check on Bai Yujian…

Only to find her residence empty.

Well, no matter. He had more important things to do—like testing his new abilities.

Tonight, he would attempt the legendary Flicker Steps—a technique that required a Netherroot Elixir to master.

Now, at this point, any normal protagonist would either:

1. Go on a thirty-chapter side quest to find the rare elixir, or

2. Have some old grandpa in his soul suddenly remember a lost technique that worked even better.

But Su Xiaobai?

He was built different.

Instead of wasting time, he brute-forced his way through the technique by doing what he did best—bullshitting the system.

If he channeled explosive Qi into his bones while simultaneously hiding in the void, he might be able to—

BOOM!

His body vanished into the shadows—only to reappear five meters away in the blink of an eye.

A perfect Flicker Step imitation!

Unfortunately, his test subject happened to be an innocent stray cat.

The poor creature had been licking its own ass in peace, only to witness a shadowy figure materialize before its very eyes.

"NYAAA—!"

The cat's soul nearly left its body.

It exploded into the air like a firework on New Year's Eve, its fur standing on end, eyes filled with the horrors of the abyss.

At this moment, the Dao of Feline Enlightenment recorded a new chapter—

"On This Night, a Cat Witnessed the Dao and Nearly Ascended From Fear..."

Meanwhile, Su Xiaobai—

"Hahahaha—!"

His laughter echoed through the night.

He was supposed to need a Netherroot Elixir for Flicker Steps, but he had brute-forced his way through the laws of martial arts with nothing but raw creativity and shameless Qi abuse!

He flexed his glowing, star-infused muscles and grinned.

"Tsk, tsk."

If he had any doubts before, now they were gone.

With these new abilities, he could effortlessly beat down anyone who dared to challenge him in the Inner Court.

Those unsuspecting bastards had no idea what was coming.