Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate - Chapter 482

Capítulo 482: Roaring River City’s Uprising

The sudden turn of events froze the entire city. Not a whisper remained; it was so quiet a pin could’ve echoed across the ruins.

Hovering above everyone, Lu Yi swept his gaze over the terrified crowd. “Hand over everything you’re carrying. Do that, and I’ll let you live.”

He actually wanted to wipe out the whole city.

Every face below was twisted with fear and hatred toward him.

But a faint trace of kindness from his past life still held him back.

The cultivators of Roaring River Martial City practically sagged with relief.

“We’ll hand it over! Right away!”

“Thank you, senior! We’ll give you everything!”

“My lord, this is all I own—I even took off the robe I was wearing!”

Their frantic shouts rose one after another, filling what was left of the shattered city.

Seeing the crowd submit, some of the tension in Lu Yi’s expression eased.

But then a burly man suddenly burst out, “To hell with this! I’m not like these cowards! Even if I die, I won’t let you get a single thing from me!” He crushed his storage artifact on the spot.

“Well said! Our ancestors died fighting demons on the front lines, and now we’re supposed to bow to a half-demon bastard? Never!” Another cultivator, eyes blazing, smashed his own storage artifact and glared up at Lu Yi with raw hatred.

“That’s right! My father was sent to the front lines and never came back!” a third yelled. “How could I call myself human if I bowed to this half-demon!?”

“Hahaha! Lu Yi, you think you can take what’s mine? Keep dreaming!”

“Brothers! We faced demons without fear—why should we fear a half-demon now!?” he shouted, whipping the others into a frenzy.

One after another, the cultivators were swept up by the uproar, turning from trembling weaklings into men who looked ready to die on the spot.

They stared up at Lu Yi, hatred laid bare, and began smashing their storage artifacts one after another.

In just moments, countless treasures were swallowed by the tearing currents of space, ground into nothing.

“What the…” Lu Yi stared, completely thrown off by what he was seeing. It made no sense.

He reacted at once, unleashing his power across the city. Everyone froze in place, unable to move a finger.

But even immobilized, the cultivators kept their eyes locked on him—full of hatred, like they wanted to tear him apart then and there.

What’s happening? Who’s stirring things up behind the scenes? A chill ran through him. Something was clearly wrong.

He swept his divine sense through the city again and again, but found nothing out of place.

Could this really be their own reaction? He immediately shot the idea down. No—there had to be someone pushing them, maybe even taking control of them.

Who is it!? His frustration burned hotter with every passing second, and still he couldn’t find the culprit.

He had no idea that Jiang Chen had quietly instructed Shangguan Ning to use her illusions to rouse the cultivators—turning them from terrified cowards into people ready to die just to spite him.

But Jiang Chen didn’t plan to let Lu Yi stay completely in the dark about the culprit.

So when Lu Yi swept his divine sense through the city again, he caught the faintest ripple.

“You’re looking for death!” he snapped, striking at what seemed like empty air. A burly figure flickered into view, coughing blood before his body scattered into dust.

Taking down the hidden agitator lifted his mood a little.

The cultivators, who had just been ready to die with burning resolve, suddenly snapped back to normal. They blinked in confusion, then dropped to their knees all over again, shaking with fear.

In seconds, the city was filled with desperate pleas.

“Hand everything over. Now!” Lu Yi didn’t bother waiting for them to offer anything on their own.

He lunged for it directly.

With a sharp sweep of his hand, a crushing force wrapped around every cultivator at once.

A series of soft clinks echoed as piles of storage artifacts dropped into Lu Yi’s hands.

But the moment he swept through them with his divine sense, his face darkened. The resources inside were pitiful—barely a few tens of thousands of low-grade spirit jades.

The rest were scraps of low-quality treasures, hardly worth glancing at, much less using for fusion.

Just this much? He couldn’t help shaking his head.

Damn it… not even half of what I need to upgrade the system. Cursing under his breath, he turned and shot into the distance.

Hidden in the shadows, Jiang Chen watched him leave, a faint smile tugging at his lips as system messages rippled through his mind.

[Ding! Plot alteration detected! You have successfully caused Protagonist Lu Yi to lose some opportunities. His Heavenly Fate Value has dropped by 1,000 points!]

[Ding! You have gained 2,000 Villain Value points!]

He knew exactly how many spirit stones and spirit jades Lu Yi had hoped to get—and how little he walked away with.

Earlier, when Shangguan Ning used her illusions to stir up the crowd, the ones who smashed their storage artifacts were mostly the stronger cultivators.

They were the ones with real wealth.

The weaker ones had almost nothing to begin with, and their meager belongings meant little to Lu Yi.

Jiang Chen pulled up Lu Yi’s detailed stats again. His Heavenly Fate Value had dropped to 9,460.

Already below the elimination threshold.

So grabbing a bit of spirit stones, spirit jades, and low-level resources hasn’t boosted his Heavenly Fate Value at all. Looks like, for Lu Yi, only upgrading his system or making a big jump in cultivation would restore it.

And the resources he just took aren’t nearly enough to help him grow any time soon.

Jiang Chen felt more than satisfied. With Lu Yi’s Heavenly Fate Value below the line, he could be erased whenever he wanted.

At this point, Lu Yi wasn’t a deadly threat anymore—barely a threat at all.

Let’s squeeze a bit more Villain Value out of him… then finish him off. A small smile crept across Jiang Chen’s face as he trailed behind Lu Yi from the shadows.

…

Meanwhile, inside the Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace, the Nirvana Peering realm cultivators who had stayed behind finally received news of Su Xiangcai’s group.

The moment they recovered from the shock, they reported everything to Liang Youwen.

What? All five Half-step Nirvana Cleansing realm cultivators I sent were wiped out? And in a single move!? Liang Youwen stared at the message, disbelief twisting his face. Rage surged through him, and even his hands were shaking.

And the one who killed them… was the same evil cultivator who showed up at the Blue Whirlpool Sect? The genius from their own sect… was actually him in disguise?

That realization alone was enough to make him feel sick.

But what truly shattered him was the next part—the evil cultivator wasn’t a Half-step Nirvana Cleansing realm cultivator at all.

He was a real Nirvana Cleansing powerhouse.

How is that even possible? Liang Youwen felt like he was losing his grip on reality. Outside of our Compassionate Sword Immortal Palace and the Purple Crest Immortal Sect… who else could break through to the Nirvana Cleansing realm?

And an evil cultivator at that—someone who’s been struggling just to survive in the cracks of the world?

The more he thought about it, the more unbelievable it felt.