Life of a Villain

"What a useless man. I don't know what father is thinking." The woman murmured as she stared at Fang Yan.

After he became a cultivator, Fang Yan became more sensitive to his surroundings, and he clearly heard those words.

His body shook, and his heart sank. He never thought that his image would be so terrible in the eyes of his dream girl.

Is he just too weak? Is he not deserving of her affection? Why is it that everyone around him is so indifferent towards him? Then there was Shi Yi, who didn't seem to care about him, and now there was this woman in front of him.

Why does he feel that this world has abandoned him? Even after he became a cultivator, no one is concerned about him? He thought that because of his talent, everyone would flock around him. But just after he met that man, everything seemed to be changed?

When his gaze rested on the lovely woman in front of him, though, he had a different thought. Perhaps he misunderstood.

His lips trembled as his mouth parted slightly.

"Did you say something?"

The woman scowled. "I said you're useless. Why didn't you break through? You've been in the Foundation Establishment realm for two days and haven't had a breakthrough? I thought you were a one-of-a-kind genius, but you disappoint me."

Fang Yan shuddered while his heart ached when he heard from her.

He let out a mocking laugh. "I'm not sure why you think that of me. It's only been a few days since I arrived, and I'm grateful to your family for accepting me for who I was. But rest assured, you will be proud of me within a few years. And, as a result of not breaking through, I'm suddenly feeling pretty uneasy, and I'd like to have some fresh air."

Her brows were furrowed, her gaze fixated on the man in front of her, but she shook her head, "You are pretty confident, ain't you? Even though I've heard you have some talent, that's it. You can't always rely on talent. I'm not sure whether Father has told you anything about our family, but believe me when I say that you are nothing special in my eyes. When I was fifteen years old, I reached the Heavenly realm." However, she came to a halt.

"Anyway, you don't have to know about me, and you won't be able to leave until you reach the Heavenly Realm."

Fang Yan was shocked when he heard her words. At fifteen years old, she could reach the Heavenly Realm? What is she, exactly? Even though he was talented, he knew that reaching the Heavenly Realm at that age would be difficult. But when his gaze was fixated on the woman in front of him, determination instantly flooded his eyes. He must surpass her and claim her as his own, or his unparalleled talent would be wasted.

After he inherited the legacy of the saint, He thought he would be at the top of the world, but he didn't even realize there would be many others who could challenge him. But then, the image of Andy flashed across his head once again.

He trembled and clenched his fists. That man has insulted him and snatched the only pendant his parents have left behind. But he also knew that the man could kill him in an instant and that he was lucky to have escaped him.

His eyes gleamed with a chilly glint. He must surpass him and kill him. No one in this world, even his own woman, should look down on him. He must surpass everyone who believes he is an ant. He is walking on Emperor's path, and an Emperor stands above all.

Meanwhile, the woman could see every change in Fang Yan's emotions. Her brows wrinkled as she sensed a distinct aura surrounding him.

"What is that?"

However, the aura vanished and Fang Yan's eyes softened as he looked at her.

"I know what you want to say, and I promise I won't let you down," he said as he walked back to the room.

The woman's gaze remained locked on him until he entered the room and shut the door behind him. But suddenly, her lips curled up and a vicious glimmer flashed across her eyes.

.........

In the Xu Clan's courtyard.

A middle-aged man was frowning, his body emitting a suffocating pressure, while a skinny man kneeling down in front of him was trembling and sweating profusely.

"What did you say?" His heavy voice reverted throughout the room.

"Lo... Lord, Xu Ling has been killed," the man stuttered as he struggled to breathe.

"And you are telling me after two days?" The middle-aged growled.

"Lo... Lord, the Elder has just discovered that Xu Ling's life jade has been shattered,"

But just as he finished those words, a terrible force struck him and slammed him into the wall.

As he struggled to get to his feet, the man coughed up blood.

While the middle-aged man's frown deepened, "How is that possible, Xu Ling was in the Profound Realm? Did that young man die?"

Fear gripped the skinny man's heart, while blood flowed down from the corner of his mouth, yet he still knelt and screamed, "No, no, no, Lord! I've heard the Young Man has left for the Eternal Palace."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath as the suffocating pressure dissipated. "I don't know what to do. I can't believe a core formation cultivator could kill a profound realm expert. Is he being protected by anyone?"

But then, his eyes went wide when he remembered the rumor that the Young Man had pulled the eye of a Lu clan's young master in front of his father. When he heard that, he thought that it was ridiculous. Lu Yong was also a profound realm cultivator, but he couldn't do anything to that man. What was the reason behind all this, though? How could the Mighty Lu Clan bear such humiliation?

The more he pondered it, the more he felt there was more to it.

Should he contact the Lu clan? In any case, they already have a grudge against that Young Man.

To him, the task of killing the Young Man was just too important. The ancestors' purpose to seize that realm from the imperial family is within his reach, and he could not give up the chance.

Determination filled his eyes as he vanished from the place.