NOVEL WEB Chapter 1: Villain Son Ji Bachang:
Chapter 1: Villain Son Ji Bachang:
“Young master, it’s time to wake up. Your fiancée is coming to break off the engagement today.”
A soft voice echoed in Ji Bachang’s ears as he stirred awake from his luxurious bed, surrounded by more than twenty maidservants. A flood of memories surged into Ji Bachang’s mind, and he slowly came to his senses.
“Wait, I’ve transmigrated?”
After a brief moment of confusion, Ji Bachang realized that he had transmigrated into the novel world, becoming the son of the novel’s villain. As the Holy Son, Ji Bachang was blessed with an incredibly powerful physique and unmatched aptitude in this world.
His mother had passed away early, and his father, Ji Tiandao, was the master of the Soul Heaven Palace. This world was vast and complex, with forbidden zones, the Immortal Domain, the Nine Heavens, the Endless Boundary Sea, Three Thousand Worlds, Million Worlds, and countless Minor Worlds like grains of sand.
Among these, the Soul Heaven Palace was the most fearsome power. With branches spanning 3,000 worlds, they controlled countless territories and collected taxes from over 2,000 worlds. The name Soul Heaven Palace was synonymous with overwhelming power, and many were proud just to serve under its banner.
In this novel world, Ji Bachang found himself cast as a final villain. His fiancée was none other than the childhood sweetheart of the Son of Destiny.
In the original novel, the previous Ji Bachang had been infatuated with her, dedicating all his cultivation resources into her. After she broke off the engagement, he continued to chase her, gifting her even more resources, which she then handed over to the Son of Destiny.
Under the protection of the Heavenly Dao and the guidance of his wise master, the Son of Destiny grew stronger at an absurd pace. He rocketed through power levels, surpassing even those stronger than him with ease. Meanwhile, the original Ji Bachang kept foolishly sending waves of his subordinates to the Son of Destiny, who used them to gain more experience.
Eventually, the Son of Destiny joined forces with other powers, like those from the Forbidden Zone and the Immortal Domain, to overthrow the Soul Heaven Palace.
Realizing this, Ji Bachang felt an immediate headache.
“All I want is to live a life of luxury. I definitely don’t want to get crushed by the Son of Destiny!”
Since the author set him up for failure, Ji Bachang decided to play dirty.
“Since I’m the villain, I might as well embrace it. And as for that fiancée? My father gave me plenty of maids. What’s one more? The original idiot even exempted her sect from taxes for 10 years. Well, that’s going to change. The taxes are coming back with interest.”
“I’m not the original fool. I’m the second-generation master—I’m the ancestor.”
“My lord, shall I help you get dressed?”
A maid’s soft voice interrupted his thoughts, and a group of them began dressing Ji Bachang in his luxurious clothes.
Once dressed, sixteen maidservants lined up in two neat rows, forming a two-meter-wide and four-meter-long flying bed for him. Ji Bachang casually laid down, resting on their soft, tender, and slender thighs, and waved his hand.
“Let’s go!” he ordered.
“Yes, young master!” the beautiful maids, all possessing at least eight out of ten beauty, responded in unison before flying toward the meeting hall, which was dozens of miles away.
As they flew, another maid took out mouthwash from a storage bag and brought it to him.
“Young master, please rinse your mouth.” She said with a slight blush on her face.
“Alright.” Ji Bachang responded, opening his mouth. The maid gently fed the mouthwash to him, her face turning red as she served him. Given his status, it was understandable—only pure young maidens were selected to serve him, switching every ten days.
After rinsing, Ji Bachang spat the mouthwash, and another maid caught it in her hand to avoid dirtying his expensive attire. She then left the flying bed and disposed of it into the air.
“Young master, your breakfast is ready,” another maid announced.
The servants had prepared an exquisite breakfast of rare and valuable ingredients, glowing with faint light. They carefully served him as he ate.
Ji Bachang sighed, thinking to himself, “Life is so dull and boring.”
As for cultivating, it wasn’t necessary. Ji Bachang’s body was so powerful that it absorbed spiritual energy at the highest rate possible, even without effort. Whether he practiced or not, his cultivation would progress at the same speed, thanks to the unique nature of his physique.
With this body, cultivation was an effortless process. His physique was even referred to as “Father of the Heavenly Dao” due to its extraordinary attributes. It absorbed spiritual energy faster than any Holy Body could, even if they worked day and night.
In essence, Ji Bachang didn’t have to lift a finger to become the strongest in the world. Time alone would ensure his rise to power.
Given this advantage, Ji Bachang decided that he would simply enjoy life and entertain himself every day. Of course, he still had the Son of Destiny to deal with, but that wasn’t too concerning.
Sure, the Son of Destiny was protected by the Heavenly Dao and seemed invincible, with constant resurrections and lucky encounters. But Ji Bachang had other plans.
“I can make his life miserable. Let’s start with his childhood sweetheart.” Ji Bachang thought with a smirk.