I Am the Fated Villain

Chapter 1088:Immortal Musings, Fisherman’s Gain

The ancient trees flourished, mountains stood tall, night embraced dimness, and stars adorned the sky. Vines, like venomous serpents, draped themselves across the mountains, casting extensive shadows. Distant ancient beasts roared, their cries echoing through the night, inducing fear among the surrounding creatures—birds, beasts, snakes, and insects—all cowered in the presence of the enigmatic surroundings.

“This is an incredibly open space. According to the Earth Scripture’s records, it’s a reservoir of spiritual qi. Over countless years, something extraordinary has gestated here,” Jin Yun, the head pride of Violet Sky Valley, stood atop a hill, accompanied by numerous followers. His gaze surveyed the unfolding scene.(Ed Note, Earth Scripture is a geography book.)

Stars sprawled across the sky, the moon’s gentle currents resembling a flowing river, yet underlying dangers pervaded the quietude. His eyes, reminiscent of gold, shimmered with runes that emitted a chilling aura. His power was palpable, its depths capable of intimidating younger generations.

Before reincarnation, Jin Yun’s name towered above all in his era, his peers unable to match his might. Yet, disillusioned by the times, he sealed himself in divine origin, emerging in the present ear. Jin Yun rarely showcased his strength, but figures like the Six-Crown King Jun Yao and Heavenly Phoenix Daughter dared not underestimate him, recognizing him as a formidable adversary.

“The purple light must be the aura emitted by elixirs. What kind of elixir remains potent for ages? Just being sealed here could transform this valley into a land of prosperity,” Jin Yun muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming as he focused on the valley ahead. Subsequently, he transformed into a beam of divine light, descending towards the valley.

Selecting the night for his expedition was a deliberate choice. Jin Yun believed that the alchemical phenomenon would be more prominent during daylight. The rich purple aura would be even more vivid, alerting cultivators to the soaring energy present. Additionally, acting at night preempted any competitors.

“Shall we remain here, awaiting your return, my lord?”

Jin Yun’s figure descended from the mountaintop, entering the expansive valley flanked by ancient trees of great age and abundance.

His followers inquired, knowing they were to remain outside, watching over this place of opportunity.To them, this was a moment of hope; their role was to ensure no interlopers disrupted Jin Yun’s venture.

Affirming their query, Jin Yun nodded and replied, “Yes, wait here for me. I’ll retrieve the contents and return.”

He possessed immense self-assuredness, unshaken in his conviction of the safety within this place. His confidence emanated from the fact that he was the first to detect the anomaly within the cave.With his proclamation, Jin Yun ventured into the depths of the valley, disappearing from sight.

Evidently, this location once hosted a palace, now a realm of ruins. Dilapidated walls, ancient trees, and crumbled towers bore witness to the march of time. The square was adorned with fallen columns, etched with cryptic runes. Vines crawled, interwoven with pillars and walls, tiles strewn about.

Jin Yun, guided by his golden pupils, swiftly pinpointed the alchemical source and approached a crumbling palace—a potential site where the cave’s previous owner concocted elixirs.

“Jin Yun’s followers are here.”

“It appears he entered, but this is indeed a suitable resting place for him.”

Observing from the sidelines, a faint figure seemed to blend into the surroundings, moving with a deliberate stride. This figure remained undetected by those present, as if part of the landscape.

Lan Yifei, the chosen one from the Dao Immortal Alliance, stepped forward with a composed demeanor. However, there was an air of death surrounding him, as though he was a reaper collecting souls.

He was confident in tracking Jin Yun; a subtle mark had been left upon him from the beginning. Though an ancient prodigy, Lan Yifei regarded him as mere prey. Luckily, the prey he sought wasn’t a monster like Gu Changge, otherwise, his task would have been even more challenging.

With his mission in mind, Lan Yifei advanced towards the ruins. As he walked, he ruminated on Gu Changge’s plan. Currently, various forces in the world accused Gu Changge of being the inheritor of demonic arts, and Lan Yifei, privy to the truth, was quite speechless about  this circumstance perplexing—almost as if orchestrated by fate.

Naturally, Gu Changge wouldn’t admit such allegations. Lan Yifei’s role was to kill these talents and take away their origin energy, thereby creating a situation that the real inheritor of demonic arts revealed themselves and it’s someone else, challenging the uneasy nerves of various immortal sects.

Meanwhile, Gu Changge was within Absolute Heavenly Extinction, seeking a solution for the scourge. Concurrently, many young talents murdered by the real inheritor of demonic arts would undermine the rumors against Gu Changge.

“All details accounted for, all under control, everyone reduced to his pawns. It’s truly chilling.”

Lan Yifei shook his head gently, a sense of tranquility residing in his eyes. He had already sensed Jin Yun’s presence and was rapidly approaching to resolve the first prey.

“Why does this feel like a mantis stalking its prey, oblivious to the oriole behind?”

Yet, even Lan Yifei remained unaware at this moment.

In another direction of the ruins, a frosty girl watched his movements in astonishment, discovering an unexpected presence beyond herself.

This girl, slender and elegant, sported a robe with wide sleeves. Her features were captivatingly beautiful, and her icy gaze exuded an unwelcoming chill.

Despite her youth, she carried an allure that was mesmerizing, capable of captivating both hearts and minds.

“Idiotic bird, it’s clear that this man harbors ill intentions toward the person who entered first.”

A big red bird perched on the girl’s shoulder gave her a disdainful sideways glance and emitted a childlike, mocking voice.

“Why do I sense a hint of familiarity from him? When did I cross paths with him?”

The girl, Gu Xian’er, had followed the big red bird to this place after leaving Peach Village.

She frowned and hid in the shadows, watching quietly without getting involved. Even though she was really strong, she rarely joined fights with others, so she didn’t have any rivals to show how strong she was.

In this world, only a few were unaware of her identity. The rest, aware of her status, hesitated to provoke her.

Even the older generation didn’t dare to upset her, knowing that Gu Changge cared for her deeply. The most recent person who tried to challenge her was the heir of the Purple Mansion. Sadly, the whole faction, along with its connected immortal sects behind him, was wiped out by Gu Changge. This event once echoed throughout the world, causing widespread shockwaves.

Before that, the oceanic palace,an ancient clan, also chose self-imposed isolation for countless millennia, all because of an offense against Gu Xian’er.

As a result, the younger generation hesitated to challenge her once they learned who she was.

This situation left Gu Xian’er feeling frustrated, as she yearned for a worthy opponent to measure her skills against.

People who once admired Gu Xian’er at the True Immortal Academy had started to back away, afraid of causing trouble. Despite her dislike for conflict, Gu Xian’er couldn’t find anyone strong enough to challenge her.

Therefore, she decided to watch Jin Yun and Lan Yifei closely, hoping to benefit from their actions. Before that, the big red bird had told her about a hidden ancient elixir that might be connected to immortality, this intrigued her. But the next moment she suddenly felt uneasy and sensed something was wrong.

“Wait, don’t do anything yet. Hide until they can’t see you.”

The big red bird sounded worried.

“Could this person be the real inheritor of demonic arts?”

“Does it mean that as long as I catch him, I can clear up Gu Changge’s name?”

Gu Xian’er nodded, her expression returned to calm with many plans flashing through her mind, and then she would listen to the words of the big red bird, wait and see what happened, and hide in the dark.

…

“Lan Yifei? The low-key talent from Dao Immortal Alliance?”

“It seems that your hidden identity is not simple?”

At this moment, in the depths of the ruins, Jin Yun, who was looking for the pill, suddenly radiated brilliance from his golden pupils, staring at Lan Yifei who slowly emerged from behind him, and said coldly.

He was not stupid, he could naturally feel the strange aura on Lan Yifei’s body.

This made him palpitate and uneasy as if his whole body was suppressed.