I Am the Fated Villain – Chapter 255, My Fellow Transmigrator Tool; Won’t Play By The Book

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All of Gu Changge’s calculations hit its mark. He didn’t need to do anything now. He just planned on watching a good show from the side.

 

[Ying Shuang has hidden it very well. He may be a fake, but his expressions and actions, to the average person, would be indistinguishable from Prince Ying. After all, he is no fool. Though, after such a long time, even a pig would have learned how to act.]

 

[Well, I still have to give him credit. Those around Ying Shuang did not suspect a thing, which shows how capable he is.]

 

Gu Changge, had already expected all of this, and had Wang Zijin graciously lend a hand so Ying Shuang would not be able to keep up his act anymore. After all, manners and actions could be copied but strength could not. He didn’t believe Ying Shaung could be as strong as the real Prince Ying.

 

[Now, those familiar with Prince Ying would notice Ying Shuang’s abnormalities, and I already know what Ying Shuang will do next. Under the pretext of showing weakness, he would use this chance to tell those from Sky Emperor Mountain that he was having trouble with his cultivation recently. Naturally, based on what I can tell from Ying Yu’s personality, she must already be suspicious of Ying Shuang.]

 

[If Ying Shaung has any brain at all, he will definitely say he had an accident during his cultivation, which caused him to suffer from memory loss. It is quite the adept excuse. One he most likely said to Ying Yu already. So, he will most likely use it to trick everyone again. And at that time, it will be when I strike.]

 

[Memory loss could occur from accidents in cultivation or from switching from one cultivation method to another. As the Successor of Sky Emperor Mountain, Ying Shuang could be said to have rejected his legacy and defected to another cultivation method. After being sprayed with this basin of dirty water, Ying Shuang’s Fortuity will take another tremendous blow. Still, it will not be time to harvest just yet. At least, not before I plucked him clean of his Fortuity. Besides, I still need him to shoulder the identity of being the Successor of Demonic Arts a little bit longer.] 

 

He was a precious scapegoat and Gu Changge did not plan to let him go until he wrung him dry of all that he was worth. 

 

Gu Changge’s eyes focused on the scene again with interest.

 

*Bang!* Terrifying runes rose with World Principles and fell in all directions. It looked like an explosion of stars, creating a horrifying fluctuation of energy.

 

Several mountain peaks were crushed into smithereens under the aura.

 

Wang Zijin’s sudden move not only shocked those from the Sky Emperor Mountain, it also astonished the several younger prodigies around in the Eternal Overcast Battlefield. 

 

They naturally recognized the group to be from Sky Emperor Mountain. Among them, the one with an outstanding temperament and an immortal air around him was Prince Ying, the person rumored to be the Successor of Demonic Arts.

 

Although Ying Shuang rarely appeared in public due to the Demonic Art incident and was quite infamous right now, he was still a descendent of ancient royalty and the heir of the Sky Emperor. 

 

He had lived for a long time up to the present with his naturally great Talents. In fact, many believed him to be one of the most powerful young prodigies in this era, and there was no need to speak of his strength.

 

However, he was injured by a woman in blue, and spat out blood continuously. Such a scene caused everyone to be taken aback. 

 

Ying Yu and Ah Gu’s eyes widened, their faces full of shock and disbelief. Among the crowd, many were once Ying Shuang’s followers with strength above their peers. This scene before them was too incredulous.

 

[Why is Ying Shuang so weak?]

 

[He couldn’t even block one attack?]

 

[Maybe… maybe he just didn’t respond in time?]

 

“Young Master…”

 

“Stop!” 

 

The group finally reacted and took out their artifacts. All sorts of auras and brilliant radiance from all sides headed towards Wang Zijin, intending to put an end to the situation.

 

“Is that all you got?” Wang Zijin furrowed her brows. There was shock in her voice. Even she didn’t expect for Ying Shuang to be this weak. [He can’t even block a single attack from me. He should at least be in the Quasi-Sacred Realm. He shouldn’t be this weak. It just doesn’t make any sense. Even if he is afraid to use his Demonic Arts, he has methods from Sky Emperor Mountain. He should be able to deal with at least one of my strikes.]

 

[Is he just pretending to be weak?] She shook her head gently and brandished her hand. Light appeared again, carrying a domineering aura. The sky shook and the world trembled. At this moment, she was like a supreme Immortal ruler. 

 

Various runes interwoven, creating what resembled to be a pair of moons. She pushed them and they descended towards Ying Shuang. 

 

*Bang!* Such a strike made those from Sky Emperor Mountain turn pale with fear. None of them dared to block it. After all, this was the power of Principles, which only those in the Sacred Realm could utilise.

 

“You’re… the successor of the Mortal Palace…” Ying Yu’s expression changed.

 

Lifting her jade-like hand and pale fingers, she pointed to the empty space and brilliance filled the entire sky. She activated a strong move to block the attack. However, it only held for a breath’s time before breaking. She was not a match for Wang Zijin at all. 

 

The moment she recognized Wang Zijin’s identity, shock filled her silver eyes. She never thought they would encounter the Successor of the Mortal Palace right after entering the Eternal Overcast Battlefield. [Her strength is terrorising, unless Brother makes a move, none of us can be her opponent.]

 

However, against her wish, Ying Shuang’s condition did not look right. He was extremely passive, and constantly got hurt to the point of coughing blood. It was completely unlike Prince Ying’s frightening strength in the past. 

 

“Good, you recognized me.” Wang Zijin was still smiling, her blue dress fluttered and she looked like a beautiful fairy. Even so, her moves were merciless. As the Successor of the Mortal Palace, it was only natural for her to deal with the Successor of Demonic Arts, and no one could say anything about it.

 

“My brother has nothing to do with the Successor of Demonic Arts. Cease at once, lest you hurt someone innocent.” Ying Yu couldn’t help but speak up. Although she was suspicious of Ying Shaung, believing him to be hiding something from her, she still didn’t believe he had something to do with the Successor of Demonic Arts.

 

There was not a change in Wang Zijin’s expression, she merely said, “Just because you said he has no relation to the Successor of Demonic Arts hardly proves his innocence. All the evidence points towards him…if you want me to stop, fine, have your brother show some of his real strength.” 

 

“Is this really the time to play weak right now?” After she said this, her hands became even more unforgiving.

 

*Buzz!* Light bloomed in the sky like unfurling flowers, gorgeous and clear. Numerous runes appeared like they were taking roots in the small world. This was a boundless and ancient type of technique containing countless secrets, and the dazzled crowd saw a gateway open.

 

Innumerable divine characters appeared from the gateway, causing the expressions of those from Sky Emperor Mountain to change drastically. 

 

*Buzz!* Some immediately took out their artifacts to resist. However, the might displayed was too frightening. It wasn’t something the average person could block. As the Successor of the Mortal Palace, Wang Zijin was strong to the point of being unfair.

 

Even Gu Changge, who was watching everything from a distance, thought Wang Zijin’s strength was something worth applauding. [She’s actually displayed strength in the Sacred Realm despite being only in the Quasi-Scared Realm. As expected of a transmigrator.]

 

“Wah…” Faced with the horrifying strike, Ying Shuang face turned white and he wanted to resist. An imposing, blurry figure appeared behind him.

 

By now, how could he not understand that Wang Zijin had been waiting at the entrance precisely for his arrival?

 

However, in the end, he was not the real Prince Ying.

 

Light exploded light countless stars, the terrifying energy wreaking havoc.

 

In the next moment, Ying Shuang spat out blood once more and he was sent flying upside down. His entire body was wrack with pain and many of his bones were broken.

 

Wang Zijin pressed him down with her palm. The fearsome strength was like he was being crushed by a mountain.

 

“Do you want to continue playing weak? I seemed to have underestimated your patience.” Wang Zijin furrowed her brows. She didn’t think Ying Shuang would still refuse to fight back and continue this farce.

 

During the period of time she cultivated at the Mortal Palace, she learned about many orthodox arts and divine abilities, and among them, the methods from Sky Emperor Mountain were far more than just this. Thus, she didn’t understand, why would Ying Shaung continue to pretend to be weak, especially in front of all these people?

 

[He is just completely humiliating Sky Emperor Mountain. To think he has the patience to endure such humiliation. What should I say? As expected of the Successor of Demonic Arts? Well, it is true that his fortitude far surpassed all the young prodigies I have met.] Thinking here, Wang Zijin’s expression turned icy, but she chose to stop.

 

“Young Master, are you all right?” Those from  Sky Emperor Mountain hurried over to support Ying Shuang by the arms. 

 

Ying Shuang’s appearance was pathetic, he was covered in blood, his hair was dishevelled, and an unknown number of his bones were broken.

 

This scene caused a huge sensation, the youths nearby who came in through the remaining entrance were left speechless. They found it hard to believe that the person in front of them was the famed Prince Ying. In the hand of the mysterious woman, he was given a one-sided beating. However, more people’s eyes were on Wang Zijin. They stared as if to see through her.

 

“Who was Prince Ying’s opponent? Why is she so strong?”

 

“She seems to be the rumoured Successor of the Mortal Palace, the mysterious Gifted Lady from the Wang Family…”

 

“No wonder.”

 

“Her strength is truly fearsome, her strength seems to be comparable to those in the Sacred Realm.”

 

“Still, wasn’t Prince Ying just too weak?”

 

They discussed spiritedly, full of surprise towards the event. They were all from the younger generation, and were famed figures in their regions. Naturally, they knew all about the elites from the other forces. 

 

Presently, there were many young prodigies from the Ancient Immortal Race. Although their cultivation lacked in comparison to the ancient monstrosities, it would be hard to find someone equal to them amongst others of the same cultivation level. 

 

Prince Ying’s performance today stupefied them. It was so unbelievable, they found it hard to accept. He was a leader amongst the younger generation of the Ancient Immortal Race, how could he suffer such a disgraceful defeat?

 

Gu Changge looked on with interest. The System prompt sounded in his mind again. [Ying Shuang’s Fortuity is weakening, as expected. Although I did not directly make a move to subdue him, as I used my fellow transmigrator tool called Wang Zijin, it still doesn’t hinder me from collecting Fatums and Fortuity.]

 

After what had happened, Ying Shuang suffered quite a bit of damage to his Fortuity.

 

After all, the onlookers were all with fame and prestige, and they represented the different orthodox forces. There were even ancient monsters hidden amongst them. Just like him, they hadn’t made an appearance up till now

 

“Do you think it has something to do with the recent rumour about Prince Ying being the Successor of Demonic Arts? Perhaps, he’s pretending to be weak to prove his innocence, but that seems to be redundant…”

 

There were various guesses being made at the moment and the people’s eyes were full of doubt.

 

“Well, do you want to continue to fight? This is all of my strength, does it perhaps disappoint you…” At this time, Ying Shuang stood up with the support of his followers, However, he wasn’t angry or downcasted as predicted by the onlookers. He was extremely tranquil, his eyes were calm, completely unlike the fury they thought they would see. It was like he had expected all of this.

 

Those from Sky Emperor Mountain, who had begun doubting him, also showed uncertain expressions. [Perhaps Ying Shuang’s act just now has a deeper meaning to it? Else why would he wear such an expression?]

 

“Brother…” Ying Yu looked at Ying Shuang with surprise, feeling that he had suddenly begun to inscrutable. [Was the humiliation he endured from earlier all intentional. Was he really just acting weak?]

 

[This guy sure can act.] Gu Changge, who had been in hiding, saw this and couldn’t help but snigger. 

 

[This Ying Shuang, he really has a bit of a brain in him. To think he still wants to act cool after this. To think he would continue to act. However, just how long will you be able to keep it up? After all, the one in front of you is none other than Wang Zijin, a transmigrator. She’s not your average naive native young prodigy.] 

 

“What are you still putting up an act for?” Hearing this, Wang Zijin was stunned. Suddenly she smiled, a shallow upward curve appearing on her peerless face. Although she wore a veil, many young men were still captivated by it. 

 

[To think there is someone so perfect and flawless in this world.]

 

[She is truly worthy of being the Successor of the Moral Palace. She’s not angered by Ying Shuang’s attitude at all.]

 

Many young men all held such thoughts

 

Meanwhile, Wang Zijin was getting annoyed. [No matter what you are scheming, you’ve already suffered such a disgraceful defeat and you still dared to act cool in front of me? You dare make such a face?]

 

Wang Zijin was most repulsed by pretentiousness. Thus, the moment she finished speaking, she made a move once again.

 

A seal flashed through the sky and transformed into a lofty divine mountain peak. Hundreds of millions of strands made of World Principles, condense together and came crashing down onto Ying Shuang. 

 

Originally, he was calm and felt that he had found a way out of the situation. However, his expression greatly changed after seeing this. 

 

He didn’t expect Wang Zijin wouldn’t play by the book. She didn’t interrogate him and directly attacked him instead. This caught him off guard. [She’s supposed to wrinkle her brows and ask me about my intentions. Then, I would use my profound expression to confuse her, so that she would lose interest in attacking me.] 

 

However, currently, divine mountains formed by condensing Principles were descending towards him, about to crush his head. 

 

“Young Master…”

 

The expressions of those from Sky Emperor Mountain group twisted. They wanted to defend against this strike, but they couldn’t stop it. They were instantly sent flying and spitting blood.

 

Ying Shaung’s appearance after bearing the brunt of the attack was pitiful. Half of his body was caught up in the explosion. If not for the fact that his corporeal body was tough, he wouldn’t have gotten away so lightly from that strike.

 

“If you want to continue playing weak, I’ll help you out…” Wang Zijin said with a faint smile. However, her words made those from Sky Emperor Mountain’s expressions to warp.

 

[Do we need to leave the Eternal Overcast Battlefield right after we’ve entered it?]

 

At this point, all their hopes were laid on Ying Shuang. They hoped he would make a move and stop the profound act of playing weak.

 

“Young Master, please stop acting and do something about it this time.”

 

“If you don’t do something, Sky Emperor Mountain would be utterly humiliated. We might even lose our quota to the Immortal Academy…”

 

The group clamoured, hoping Ying Shuang would quickly display his true skills, otherwise, it would be too humiliating.

 

“Brother, what are you still pretending for…” Ying Yu, also extremely anxious, cried out. She believed him to have a way out of this from what he said before. 

 

“…”

 

Hearing everyone around him say this, Ying Shuang felt miserable. [If I really had a way, why wouldn’t I fight back? Why would I even end up in this pathetic state?]

 

He had studied many of Sky Emperor Mountain’s unique techniques during this period of time, but he was unable to match up to Ying Shuang, who had practised them for decades. So, how could he possibly fight against Wang Zijin?

 

As the faces of those from Sky Emperor Mountain grew paler, in the void, a faint light rippled and spread out.

 

A young figure stepped out from it.

 

“Saintess Zijin, could you please stop on account of this Gu?”

 

“From how I see it, perhaps there is a misunderstanding somewhere?”

 

The person was precisely Gu Changge. He looked rather baffled as his gaze swept across Ying Shuang and his group. He stood before them and said this to Wang Zijin.

 

“Gu Changge!”

 

“It’s him!”

 

“He also came to the Eternal Overcast Battlefield?”

 

When the surrounding youths saw Gu Changge, their expression changed, revealing shock. Many eyes showed unconcealed admiration. [To think Gu Changge would unexpectedly show up here!]

 

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