We Villains Don't Want to Be Stepping Stones - Chapter 2

"We Villains Don't Want to Be Stepping Stones - Chapter 2: The Benevolent Young Master"

Chapter 2: The Benevolent Young Master

"Everyone! There must be some misunderstanding here! Don't fall into the demons' trap and lose your composure!"

Ye Qingchan's delicate face was cold, her eyes locked fiercely onto Yue Qiuci.

Their gazes met, and both women's eyes glimmered with icy hostility.

"Misunderstanding? Chu Yang just parted ways with this demoness, clearly affectionate toward each other—everyone here witnessed it! What misunderstanding could there possibly be?!"

The crowd's faces were filled with hatred, itching to strike down the disciples of the Xuan Jian Sect on the spot.

"It's impossible... How could Brother Chu Yang..."

Ye Qingchan's heart trembled. She couldn't shake the feeling that something about today's events was deeply suspicious.

From what she knew of Chu Yang, he would never collude with the Demon Empress without reason.

Moreover, when they had come to this place earlier to search for treasures, Chu Yang had entered the ancient abyss alone out of concern for Ye Qingchan's safety.

Such a gentle Chu Yang—how could he betray the Xuan Jian Sect?!

"Buzz!"

Before Ye Qingchan could think further, Yue Qiuci suddenly stepped forward, charging directly at her.

A vast demonic aura descended from the heavens. With Yue Qiuci's cultivation at the Xuan Qing (Mysterious Clarity) Realm, even a single glance from her was more than Ye Qingchan could withstand.

Thus, the moment the oppressive force landed, Ye Qingchan staggered backward, coughing up blood, nearly collapsing under the strain.

"Run!"

Seeing this, the crowd's expressions turned to shock—they hadn't expected Yue Qiuci to attack Ye Qingchan.

But who cared!

Escaping was their only priority. If they could pin the blame of colluding with the Demon Empress on the Xuan Jian Sect, not only would Chu Yang die, but the sect itself—a legacy spanning thousands of years—would be utterly destroyed.

"Buzz!"

However!!

Just as everyone turned to flee, layers of demonic runes appeared in the void above, sealing off all possible escape routes.

The hatred on the proud disciples' faces froze instantly.

"Damn it!!!"

Cries of despair echoed through the ancient forest, and Ye Qingchan's eyes revealed a hint of hopelessness.

"The hypocrites of the righteous path—all deserve to die."

Yue Qiuci stood in the void, her delicate hands pressing down forcefully.

A massive demonic seal descended from the sky, encompassing miles, crushing down upon the crowd.

At this moment, the heavens fell silent. All the proud disciples of the various clans collapsed in fear, their bodies paralyzed, devoid of any courage to resist.

But then, at this very moment, a flicker of fear flashed across Yue Qiuci's face.

She could feel an overwhelming force descend from the heavens, suppressing her soul. Even her physical body was immobilized!

Cold sweat dripped from her hairline. Such oppressive power should not exist in the Northern Wasteland!

However, before Yue Qiuci could react, the void before her suddenly rippled.

In the next instant, a gentle celestial visage appeared, and a hand reached out, plunging directly into her... dantian.

"Shh!"

Even with Yue Qiuci's strength, she had no resistance left.

She could only watch helplessly as the youth effortlessly shattered her cultivation and subdued her with ease.

"Hmm?"

The once-despairing proud disciples of the various clans now stared in utter shock.

They lifted their heads, gazing at the black-clad figure standing tall against the heavens, feeling an overwhelming sense of awe.

Yue Qiuci!!

The strongest powerhouse of the Northern Wasteland—even among the Four Wastelands—the Demon Empress, had her dantian crushed by a single hand?

Until!!

Ling Xiao turned around, gazing down at the crowd below. Blinding radiance erupted behind him.

Celestial light swirled around him, accompanied by resonant divine sounds, as if a true immortal had descended from the nine heavens. Even Ye Qingchan widened her eyes, her delicate face revealing a trace of admiration.

Seeing this scene, Ling Xiao immediately broke into a gentle smile. He casually tossed Yue Qiuci to the ground and stepped forward.

Beneath his feet, layers of golden lotus blossomed, spreading auspicious energy for miles, exuding an otherworldly aura.

A lower realm's Demon Empress, though strong, was nothing before Ling Xiao.

When his system had awakened, Ling Xiao had not only obtained a Deng Xian (Ascension) Soul Crystal but also an unparalleled demonic armor fused into his skin—something no Xuan Qing cultivator could withstand.

Yes, his cultivation was only at the Soul Sea Realm, but in these Four Wastelands, he was already unstoppable.

Moreover, as the Young Master of the Wan Dao Demon Sect, the Wan Dao Demon Technique he practiced was one of the most top-tier cultivation methods in the Holy Land.

And Ling Xiao harbored an even greater secret.

His body was the true forbidden constitution!

The Heavenly Demon True Body—rejected by the nine heavens!

The Ling Clan had sent him to the Wan Dao Demon Sect specifically to conceal the demonic aura emanating from him.

Even more shocking—

To hide this demonic body, his mother had personally gouged out the dantian of his half-brother.

Yes, this setup was quite villainous indeed.

"You... are safe now."

Ling Xiao descended from the heavens, standing amidst the proud disciples of the various clans, his face always adorned with a warm smile.

"Is this... an immortal?"

"The peerless Young Master!"

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and kneel! Bow to the Young Master!"

Even!!

Some proud maidens of the sects trembled, their eyes instantly welling up with tears—not from sorrow, but from overwhelming emotion.

This experience of surviving near-death was intoxicating, leaving them yearning for the Young Master to... take them.

"Eliminating demons and upholding righteousness is the duty of us cultivators. There's no need for formalities."

Ling Xiao waved his hand dismissively, his expression calm.

As a villain, to survive in this world dominated by Chosen Ones, one must learn to disguise oneself.

By pretending to be righteous, taking advantage of the Chosen Ones' overly compassionate hearts, there would be no reason for them to attack him.

All Ling Xiao needed to do was lay low and set traps—he could easily reap their fates.

The system had already hinted that the Chosen Ones were blessed with fortune and protected by the heavenly dao.

To kill them, he needed to find a way to plunder their fortune and forge his own destiny.

Experience from his past life told Ling Xiao that as long as he played his role well, no one would be able to tell who was good and who was evil.

"Young Master... how benevolent!"

"Thank you, Young Master, for saving our worthless lives. I have no way to repay you—I'll return to my sect immediately and ask my master to offer our sect's treasured artifact as a token of gratitude."

"Young Master, I am willing to offer myself to repay your great kindness!"

"To hell with you! With your ugly face, how dare you think you're worthy of the Young Master! I suspect you're insulting him—cut her down!!"

Amidst the crowd, chaos erupted. Countless proud maidens blushed furiously, glaring at each other, clearly captivated—and intimidated—by Ling Xiao's divine appearance.

"Enough! Everyone, the matter of the Xuan Jian Sect colluding with the Demon Sect is of grave importance. It must be reported to the sects as soon as possible."

At this moment, a young man clad in golden robes, with thick eyebrows and heavy eyes, shouted coldly. He stepped forward, bowed deeply before Ling Xiao, and said, "We humbly request the Young Master to uphold justice for the sects of the Northern Wasteland."

With his discerning eye, it was clear to him that Ling Xiao's identity was far from simple.

Though the Demon Empress had been defeated, the demonic sect still had many powerful cultivators.

If they were to return, the Northern Wasteland would be plunged into true devastation.