The Villainous Me, Forging a System Every Day

Chapter 22: I Really Am the Villain!:



Chapter 22: I Really Am the Villain!:

Leng Yaoyue was utterly shocked, and so was everyone else. Who would have expected such a direct demand?

Even if he wanted a woman, did he really have to be this impatient?

The first thing Hua Qiandi did was try to claim someone.

After all, who could tolerate that?

But, admittedly, the woman in question was indeed stunning. Dressed in a green robe, she was slender, graceful, and her delicate features, fair and refined, resembled a lotus blooming from the water—evoking a strong sense of protection in anyone who saw her.

Moreover, since this female disciple was standing so close to the sect master, it was clear her status wasn’t ordinary. She was likely a direct disciple, which made her just about suitable for someone like Hua Qiandi, the Holy Son of the Heavenly Demonic Sect.

Among the ranks of the Heavenly Demonic Sect, there was surprise, but no strong reaction. They saw it as a privilege for anyone to be chosen by their Holy Son. It should be viewed as a great honor, something worthy of deep gratitude.

But the disciples of the Fallen Gold Sect were enraged.

The woman in green wasn’t just any disciple—she was the personal disciple of their current sect master and was also considered the greatest beauty of the Fallen Gold Sect. She had captured the hearts of many, becoming the dream of countless men in the sect. And now, this stranger wanted to take her away?

No one dared speak out against Hua Qiandi, but anger simmered beneath the surface as the elders remained silent, unwilling to openly defy him.

Hua Qiandi, still smiling, turned to the woman and asked, “What’s your name? How old are you?”

The woman, trembling in fear, tried to hide behind her master.

The sect leader quickly answered for her, “Holy Son, her name is Qing Lian. She’s my direct disciple. She’s 28 years old and quite talented. She’s already reached the Heaven and Human Realm.”

Hua Qiandi grinned. “Reaching such a high realm at just 28? Impressive.” He then declared, “I’ll say it again: I’ve taken a liking to you. Would you like to become my maid? Don’t worry, if you follow me, you won’t lack any resources for cultivation, and the benefits will be endless.”

Qing Lian hesitated, her voice soft. “I…this…”

Hua Qiandi’s expression darkened. “What? You don’t want to?” His aura surged, fierce and domineering, causing even the Sect Master of the Fallen Gold Sect to feel immense pressure. The other disciples were completely overwhelmed.

The sheer force of his presence left everyone stunned. This was the weakest of the Heavenly Demonic Sect’s Holy Son candidate, yet his power was terrifying.

Even Leng Yaoyue, who knew of Hua Qiandi’s arrogance as a “Child of Destiny,” felt uneasy.

She sighed inwardly, thinking, “It’s one thing to have such a presence, but does he really need to use it to force women into submission? His sense of entitlement is absurd.”

Qinglian, meanwhile, looked helplessly at her master, silently pleading for help.

The sect master sighed deeply. “Qing Lian, this decision is yours to make. As your master, I can’t protect you in this situation.” His voice carried the weight of resignation.

His statement, “I can’t protect you,” made everything clear.

Whether she agreed or not, the outcome was the same—he was powerless to shield her from the Heavenly Demonic Sect.

It was either her sacrifice or the entire sect’s.

Qing :ian felt an overwhelming sadness.

Was this the price of beauty?

Was her fate really beyond her control?

Filled with sorrow, she knelt before her master, bowing her head three times. “Master, I won’t be able to assist you any longer. Please, take care of yourself.”

The sect master sighed again, his grief palpable.

With a resolute look on her face, Qinglian stood up and turned to Hua Qiandi. “I am willing—”

“No! I refuse!” A loud voice interrupted her.

Everyone turned to see a young man storming forward, his face set with determination. He shouted, “I will never agree to this!”

Hua Qiandi’s eyes glimmered with amusement. A protagonist?

Name: Xiao Huohuo

Status: Disciple of the Fallen Gold Sect

Cultivation: 3rd stage Nascent Realm

Constitution: Fire Divine Body

Talent: Alchemy

Personality: Transmigrator

Luck: 68,000 (ordinary protagonist level)

With a brief scan of Xiao Huohuo’s spiritual power, Hua Qiandi noticed a lingering soul within his ring. He’s one of those “protagonists with a mentor spirit,” huh?

Glancing at Qing Lian and the dramatic situation unfolding, Hua Qiandi smirked inwardly, “This is all too classic. I really am the villain, aren’t I?”

A senior from the Fallen Gold Sect stepped forward, scolding Xiao Huohuo. “Who do you think you are, disrespecting your elders? This isn’t your place to speak. Step aside!”

But Xiao Huohuo remained firm. “Why should I step aside? This man wants to take my fiancée! Should I just stand here and do nothing?”

The crowd gasped in shock. Xiao Huohuo was Qing Lian’s fiancé?

Hua Qiandi raised an eyebrow, turning to Qinglian. “Is this true?”

Qing Lian’s expression was calm. “It was once true, but the engagement was arranged by the elders before I was born. When it became clear that Xiao Huohuo had only mediocre talent, I ended the engagement. I compensated him by making him a disciple of the Fallen Gold Sect.”

The sect master quickly added, “I can vouch for that. I was the one who made the arrangements. Xiao Huohuo’s talent isn’t worthy of my disciple.”

The onlookers nodded in agreement. After all, how could someone with ordinary talent hope to be with someone as exceptional as Qing Lian?

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