I Truly Am The Villian

Condensing True Fate is one of the most important phases in a martial artist's life, the better the True Fate you condense, the stronger it will be when you later advance to the Emperor Pulse Realm and your True Fate emerges.

Xu Zimei had no intention of following the old paths of his past life, his goal was the World Pearl.

Transforming the World Pearl into his own True Fate allowed him to condense a world within his body.

Although this world was only a Pseudo-world and completely incomparable to a real world, even as a counterfeit, its power was extraordinary.

Having the item that ranked first on the Heavenly Treasures List as one's True Fate was indeed unparalleled.

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While Xu Zimei was lost in thoughts and eating, he saw a woman dressed in black ascending the stairs.

As the woman went upstairs, the originally bustling second floor instantly quieted down, as if even the air carried a chill with it.

The woman wore a leather black outfit, her figure was quite impressive, she had short hair that reached her ears, and she carried a black long sword on her back.

When the woman walked upstairs, many people didn't even dare to eat, they just stared blankly at her.

After looking around the second floor and noticing there were no spare seats, the woman directly took a seat at Xu Zimei's table.

Xu Zimei glanced at the woman and then lowered his head to continue eating silently.

The woman chuckled lightly, and asked with interest, "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Afraid of you for what?" Xu Zimei replied indifferently.

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?" the woman said with a smile.

"You can't do it, neither can your Purgatory Holy Sect," Xu Zimei shook his head and responded nonchalantly.

He recognized the woman but from his previous life; her name was Sha Qinghua, known in the jianghu as the Black Demoness, and she was the Saintess of the Purgatory Holy Sect of their generation.

Sha was a rare surname, perhaps not widely known, but her ancestor was recognized by everyone.

Slaughter Great Emperor, the second emperor of the Purgatory Holy Sect, and this woman was one of his descendants.

She could be described in four words, "Heart of a viper" - she was simply a demon who killed without batting an eye.

It was said that once, merely because a disciple from another sect unknowingly angered her, she had attacked their sect and slaughtered everyone in it.

However, what Xu Zimei found amusing was that in the previous life, such a decisive and ferocious demoness actually fell for Chu Yang.

In front of Chu Yang, she was as gentle and well-behaved as a cat, and eventually became one of the many favored beauties in Chu Yang's life.

...…

"Are you from the True Martial Holy Sect or the Divine Sun Holy Sect?" Sha Qinghua asked with interest.

Because in the Extreme West Region, there were only three Imperial Rule Immortal Sects, and the only ones that could contend with the Purgatory Holy Sect were the True Martial Holy Sect and the Divine Sun Holy Sect.

"And why should I tell you?" Xu Zimei shook his head and asked, amused.

"Don't think that just because you're from the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect I won't dare to kill you," Sha Qinghua snorted lightly, arrogantly stating.

"I heard others secretly call you the Life-Seizing Demoness, is that true?" Xu Zimei looked up, asking with a smile.

"You're courting death," Sha Qinghua's expression turned angry, and she immediately drew the long sword from her back.

However, someone drew their sword even faster than her, and with a clang, dazzling sword light slashed across the back of Sha Qinghua's hand.

A very distinct wound appeared on her hand back, her tendons completely severed, with blood gushing out as if it was desperate to escape.

"Consider this a warning, dare to draw your sword in my presence again, and next time it will be your head," Xu Zimei said faintly.

He continued to casually eat the dishes on the table, as if nothing had happened.

No one saw the curved blade being unsheathed clearly; everyone just saw a flash of white light, and Sha Qinghua's hand was already injured.

"I remember you," Sha Qinghua said to Xu Zimei gravely, speaking indifferently.

"Oh," Xu Zimei nodded emphatically, replying, "Then remember me for a lifetime, and make sure never to forget."

Sha Qinghua, looking at the deep wound on the back of her hand without so much as frowning, turned and left.

...…

After Xu Zimei finished eating, he too rose and left.

Once Xu Zimei had left, the previously silent second floor instantly became noisy again as everyone started discussing his identity.

The Painting Palace had opened a few days earlier, but since the rules for entry had not yet been determined, nobody could enter.

The rules for the Painting Palace were essentially negotiated by the three Imperial Rule Immortal Sects, and other loose cultivators could only follow behind, hoping for good luck to catch some spillover.

The people from the Purgatory Holy Sect had already arrived; only those from the True Martial Holy Sect and the Divine Sun Holy Sect had yet to come.

Xu Zimei arrived in the western district of Purple Sun City and saw a particularly massive palace floating in midair.

This palace looked very abstract. From any angle, it resembled a painting, with both the design at the pinnacle of the palace and the overall flow giving an unreal perception.

However, the palace was indeed real. There were rumors that it was drawn on paper by Hua Wuqing in a fit of inspiration when he had his breakthrough to the Saint Vein Realm.

Then, with a flash of lightning and a surge of spiritual energy that coursed for ninety thousand li, the drawn palace was born into reality.

Whether the legend was true or false was unknown.

...

Beneath the Painting Palace at this moment, many people had already gathered. This emergence of the Painting Palace had attracted not just the three Imperial Rule Immortal Sects.

Even first-rate sects like the Immortal Spirit Sect and the Holy Spring Sect were coming to vie for a place.

Not long after Xu Zimei's arrival, he heard a burst of exclamations.

"The people from the True Martial Holy Sect have come."

Xu Zimei looked up and saw a vast Holy Vessel rapidly approaching from afar. As the Holy Vessel drew nearer, the figures on it became more distinct.

The Great Elder, clad in green robes with wind-tossed white hair, stood regally at the tip of the Holy Vessel.

Alongside him stood three disciples. Besides his grandson Shao Xingyu and his oldest disciple Zhong Xin, there was also Xu Qingshan's oldest disciple, Meng Kuo.

As the Holy Vessel got closer to the Painting Palace, a crisp roar suddenly resounded in the distance.

The crowd turned towards the sound, seeing a tremendous Golden Crow swiftly flying in from afar; with the span of tens of meters, it resembled a rising sun, its body engulfed in blazing flames.

"People from the Divine Sun Holy Sect have arrived too," someone remarked in awe.

"Tch, the Divine Sun Holy Sect always loves to show off," another person said with disdain.

As the Holy Vessel and the Golden Crow both arrived, close to the Painting Palace, an old man was seen seated in a lotus position.

This elder, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and a dark mist swirled around him as he slowly stood up.

"Elder Shao, Elder Xing, you've finally arrived," the old man greeted them with a smile.

"Blackrock Elder, we apologize for keeping you waiting," the Great Elder and the elder from the Divine Sun Holy Sect said in unison as they both stepped through the air and approached.