READ NOVEL ONLINE Chapter 1
Chapter 1: Transmigrated Into a Novel as the Villain, Must Change the Plot:
“I never expected to transmigrate into the world of my own novel…”
“And become the villain in it?”
In an ancient, golden, bronze mirror, a youthful and exceptionally handsome face was reflected.
A faint sigh echoed as Qin Che withdrew his complicated gaze.
He was dressed in a simple white robe, with silver water-cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs. Under the soft glow of spiritual light, the patterns shimmered gently.
What caught the most attention, however, was his pair of sacred and divine dual-pupiled eyes.
Three days ago, when Qin Che suddenly found himself in this cultivation world, he immediately realized one thing:
This world was the very one he had created in his fantasy novel, “Ten Thousand Worlds!”
Now, his identity was none other than that of one of the novel’s villains, Qin Che, the young master of the Qin family in the Ancient Desolate Continent.
Born with dual pupils and heralded by a celestial phenomenon at his birth, his status was unparalleled, and his talent monstrous.
Although the Qin family had declined over the years, their strength remained fearsome. After all, they were a clan that had once produced a Supreme.
However, Qin Che couldn’t feel the slightest joy.
“Because, according to the plot, tomorrow the Qin family will orchestrate a scheme. The family patriarch will assist me in forcibly extracting the Supreme Bone from Ji Ziyue… yet, Ji Ziyue won’t die…” His gaze carried helplessness as he muttered to himself, recalling the subsequent plot.
After this event, Ji Ziyue would encounter the protagonist and be saved by him.
With his help, her Supreme Bone would regenerate! She would return to the Ji family, expose the truth, and the experts of the Ji family would descend.
The Qin family would face utter annihilation.
As for why Ji Ziyue wouldn’t die—well, she’s the female lead, of course! She couldn’t possibly perish.
What followed was her encounter with the novel’s “Child of Destiny.”
During this process, the original Qin Che, at all costs, tried to hunt Ji Ziyue down, but every attempt ended in failure.
First, because the vastness of this Wild Desolate Continent was unimaginable—it was millions of times larger than Earth. Within it lay countless secret realms and ruins, making it nearly impossible to find someone.
Second, every confrontation became a leveling-up opportunity for the protagonist. Even if Qin Che did find her, could he actually succeed in killing her?
“Should I go directly to the family’s patriarch and claim to have foreseen the future, urging him to act preemptively and eliminate Ji Ziyue with one decisive strike?” Qin Che’s expression flickered but then quickly shook his head. “No, that won’t work!”
“If the female lead could be killed so easily, she wouldn’t be the female lead…”
“Then… what if I simply refuse to extract the Supreme Bone?”
“If I don’t take it, won’t the plot change? Without enmity between us, wouldn’t that solve everything?”
Qin Che’s eyes narrowed slightly as though he were considering his options.
The next second.
“Yes!”
“That’s it. Even if it seems inevitable, I have to try!”
Qin Che made up his mind on the spot.
It was just a Supreme Bone. If he could survive this ordeal, with his foreknowledge of the plot, how could he not rise to the top?
Moreover, as the author, Qin Che knew very well that the Supreme Bone he forcefully extracted would ultimately not suit him. It was the primary reason his path had been limited in the original story.
In other words, taking someone else’s Supreme Bone would only hinder his growth!
At this moment, a respectful voice came from outside the room.
“Young Master, the patriarch has summoned you to the ancestral hall to discuss an important matter!”
“Understood!” Qin Che replied with a faint smile.
Turning around, he strode out casually, glancing at the elderly servant waiting at the door.
The elder immediately bowed deeply, his demeanor humble and respectful, yet his heart was filled with awe.
“What a terrifying pressure… Just meeting his gaze with those dual pupils felt like my very soul was being suppressed.”
“As expected of an ancient dual-pupil wielder. If the Young Master could obtain the Ji family’s Supreme Bone, our Qin family would undoubtedly produce another Supreme!”
The elder, a senior figure of the Qin family with strength at the Venerable Realm, felt no shame in his deference. Instead, he was brimming with excitement.
This spoke volumes about Qin Che’s esteemed status.
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Cultivation Realms: Blood Tempering, Cave Heaven, Spirit Transformation, Inscription, Marquis, Venerable, Divine Fire, True One, Saint, Heavenly God, Severance, Supreme, True Immortal, Immortal King, Quasi-Emperor, Immortal Emperor.
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With a single step, Qin Che’s figure appeared dozens of meters away.
The Qin family residence was enveloped in mist and brimming with spiritual energy.
Magnificent pavilions, bridges of spiritual light, and flocks of celestial cranes made the scenery enchanting. Mountain peaks radiated strange lights, creating an awe-inspiring sight.
As Qin Che made his way through, every disciple and elder of the Qin family greeted him with utmost respect.
“I must admit, being a villain has its perks!”
Qin Che smiled faintly as he approached a radiant palace standing tall amidst the clouds—the “Heavenly Emperor Palace.”
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Eastern Desolation, Three Thousand Provinces.
Ancient Desolate Continent.
In the Ji family, a once-prosperous clan now fallen for ten thousand years, deep within their estate:
In a grand hall, thirteen elderly figures stood silently.
Each exuded an ancient and terrifying aura, their strength capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.
These were the Ji family’s most senior and powerful individuals.
Typically, at their advanced age, their lifespans were nearing an end, and they wouldn’t emerge unless the family faced a life-and-death crisis.
Yet today, they had all gathered.
Their faces were filled with both heartache and fury.
At the center of the hall, a cold and proud figure sat cross-legged.
Her ethereal gown, made of silk, accentuated her exquisite and alluring figure. A blue butterfly-patterned outer robe concealed her fair skin, while faint blue light shimmered in its intricate designs. Crystal-clear earrings dangled from her ears.
Her icy, peerless face was pale, her aura weakened.
Within her amethyst-like eyes lay a maturity and resolve far beyond her years.
Because today, the memories of her past life had awakened.
Before her hovered a hazy divine light radiating the ancient aura of a Supreme.
Within it was a golden, diamond-shaped bone shard.
A Supreme Bone.
“Ziyue, why did you do this?”
“Why did you disregard the drastic drop in your cultivation just to forcibly extract your own Supreme Bone?”
An elderly woman’s voice trembled with anguish as she questioned her.