Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate - Chapter 467

Chapter 467: A Fight Going Nowhere

Lu Yi’s eyes hardened. Since you’re so eager to die, don’t blame me for what happens next.

Heh… a so-called righteous cultivator at Half-step Nirvana Cleansing realm? Let’s see how “powerful” you really are.

It was far more satisfying than cutting down nameless small fries. With a flash of anticipation in his eyes, he raised the Golden Coiling Dragon Blade and slashed at the disguised Nangong Wan.

“Purging Demons to Worship Heaven—Evil Spirits Retreat!” Nangong Wan surged forward, unleashing her full strength without hesitation.

Though only a remnant soul, she had already clawed her way back to the Nirvana Cleansing realm. For her, handling Lu Yi posed no problem at all.

In life, she’d stood at the very peak of the Void Tribulation realm, a step away from breaking through. Even as she was now, calling her a Half-step Primal Chaos realm powerhouse wasn’t an exaggeration.

Blades clashed and spiritual energy roared as Nangong Wan, still in disguise, crossed moves with Lu Yi. For a while neither could push the other back.

To Lu Yi, though, it was clear. This woman was only a Half-step Nirvana Cleansing realm cultivator. She must have used some secret trick to temporarily force her strength higher. Power like that could never last long. In his mind, the battle was already decided.

Off to the side, Jiang Chen—masked as an evil cultivator—laughed darkly. A wave of strange force poured out from his body, dragging the Blue Whirlpool Sect’s cultivators toward him one after another.

He didn’t kill them.

Instead, each one vanished into the Immortal Martial Mustard Seed. They were weak—most barely at the Transcendence realm. Their qi and blood weren’t worth harvesting.

But as living pawns, they were far more useful. Inside his world, they could work endlessly, feeding Spiritual Qi into Origin Power and other resources.

In just moments, the majority of the sect’s disciples were gone—swallowed whole by Jiang Chen’s domain.

The Blue Whirlpool Sect’s grand headquarters had fallen into silence, the chaos gone as if swallowed whole.

From the shadows, Jiang Chen watched the clash between Lu Yi and Nangong Wan and let out a low, mocking laugh. “Keh keh keh… keep fighting. I’ll take my leave first. Oh, and I destroyed the sect’s teleportation array—so relax, no one’s coming to intervene.” With that, his figure slipped away into the darkness.

Lu Yi’s eyes narrowed. That crafty bastard. He didn’t really leave—he’s lurking, waiting for the right moment. With such a chance to swoop in and profit, there’s no way he’d walk away.

No matter. If I stay sharp, he won’t be able to catch me off guard. Once I finish off this so-called guardian of the Blue Whirlpool Sect, if he’s still hiding nearby… maybe I can capture him too.

The thought stirred a spark of greed. Two Half-step Nirvana Cleansing realm cultivators’ worth of fortune—just imagining it gets my blood pumping.

With that, he pressed the attack on Nangong Wan, his strikes fierce but straightforward, relying on nothing but brute force.

Lu Yi’s foundation was still shallow. The only Great Dao laws he’d grasped were the basic Five Elements. Without pushing that number toward forty-nine, stepping into the Void Tribulation realm would be impossible.

Still, with the system on his side, he could fight above his level. Filling in the rest of those laws over time was something he believed he could manage.

Meanwhile, two figures clashed in the skies—both carrying the might of Early-stage Nirvana Cleansing realm cultivators. Each exchange split the heavens, their power shaking the world.

The shockwaves tore through the land like endless tidal waves, wiping out what remained of the Blue Whirlpool Sect.

This wasn’t an accident. Nangong Wan had done it on Jiang Chen’s orders.

The sect’s buildings weren’t ordinary wood and stone—they were built with spirit stones, spirit jades, and rare materials. Leveling them meant stripping the sect bare, leaving Lu Yi with nothing to claim.

Time dragged on.

Then, all at once, Nangong Wan stumbled back as if her strength had run out. She let out a sharp gasp. “This is bad!” With that, she pulled away from the fight.

“Running? Too late for that!” Lu Yi lunged after her, Golden Coiling Dragon Blade flashing as he hacked down with brutal force.

But Nangong Wan twisted at the last instant, the strike missing her by a hair.

Lu Yi’s eyes widened. “What? She dodged it?” He slashed again in disbelief, only to meet empty air.

In the next heartbeat, Nangong Wan shot off like lightning, the distance between them stretching fast.

Lu Yi tore after her, his thoughts a storm. Damn it! And where’s that damned evil cultivator? All he does is laugh like a hyena—shouldn’t he be making his move right now?

Don’t tell me he actually left… Bastard! That’s not how this game is supposed to be played!

The idea that Nangong Wan and the so-called evil cultivator were secretly working together never once crossed his mind.

Lu Yi chased after the fleeing Nangong Wan, blade in hand, while Jiang Chen shadowed them from afar. His divine sense spread across the entire Prosperous Stone Immortal Star, monitoring everything like a net cast over the world.

Only three places blocked his sight: the headquarters of the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace, the base of the Purple Crest Immortal Sect, and a lonely island at the planet’s northern pole.

That island could only belong to the Profound Jade Immortal Alliance.

The Profound Jade Immortal Alliance… With the star already in chaos, they won’t stay quiet for long, Jiang Chen thought, his eyes narrowing as he trailed Lu Yi.

At the same time, he subtly nudged the chase, guiding Nangong Wan to drag Lu Yi toward barren, empty lands where no one could interfere.

Even so, Jiang Chen knew better than to let his guard down. Heavenly Fate was slippery. Even in the middle of nowhere, someone like Lu Yi, who was blessed with the protagonist template, could still stumble on a so-called “opportunity”.

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High above the skies, Nangong Wan streaked forward at full speed, with Lu Yi tearing after her like a madman.

If he could cut her down and seize her treasures, his chances of breaking into the Nirvana Cleansing realm would soar.

But no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn’t close the distance. His excitement slowly soured into irritation.

How is she still going? A Half-step Nirvana Cleansing realm cultivator shouldn’t be able to last this long. He frowned but refused to give up, gritting his teeth as he pressed on.

Then, without warning, Nangong Wan unleashed a secret art and vanished.

What? She disappeared? Lu Yi’s heart jolted. His divine sense swept out wildly in every direction, but not a trace of her remained.

“Damn it! Is my divine sense really this useless?” He clenched his fists, his composure slipping.

I need to train more secret arts tied to divine sense. Why am I so short on techniques? If only I’d had a whole library of cultivation methods when I transmigrated… The regret stung, mixing with his frustration.

But instead of slowing down, he shot straight to the spot where she’d disappeared and smashed his fist into the ground with brute force.