You Call Me the Villain? Your Slander Turns Out to Be True! - Chapter 5

"You Call Me the Villain? Your Slander Turns Out to Be True! - Chapter 5: Crushing the Protagonist's Luck, Protected by a Saint!"

Chapter 5: Crushing the Protagonist's Luck, Protected by a Saint!

As the threat of death loomed over him, Ye Chen immediately used a precious item—a jade talisman that radiated an ancient aura.

Boom! The sword in Qin Luo's hand collided with the jade talisman. The talisman shattered, shielding Ye Chen from Qin Luo's fatal blow.

Thud! Ye Chen crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Phfft!"

[Ye Chen's emotional state collapsed. Lost 10,000 luck points. Gained 10,000 villain points.]

"Qin Luo! You!" Ye Chen wiped the blood from his lips, his eyes wide as he stared at Qin Luo in disbelief. He still couldn't fathom how the Tai Xu Bell, which was supposed to be in his possession, ended up in Qin Luo's hands.

"Surprised?" Qin Luo sneered, causing Ye Chen's heart to race.

Of course, he was surprised. Ye Chen quickly masked his expression, fearing even the slightest hint of suspicion would give him away.

Liu Changhe and the elders of Tai Xu Holy Ground were utterly dumbfounded, staring blankly at the Tai Xu Bell that had blocked Tu Shouyi's attack. They exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of what to do.

"The Tai Xu Bell... it's been repaired?" Liu Changhe's voice was thick with shock.

"So Qin Luo stole the Tai Xu Bell just to repair it?"

"Does Qin Luo really have such abilities?"

The disciples were equally stunned. They were familiar with the holy artifact of Tai Xu Holy Ground—the Tai Xu Bell. Strictly speaking, its symbolic significance outweighed its combat utility.

Disciples often had the opportunity to pay respects to the bell, a tradition upheld by the Tai Xu Holy Ground.

"Brother Qin, you actually stole the Tai Xu Bell? I'm so disappointed in you." Liu Ruyan looked at Qin Luo with utter disbelief.

With both eyewitnesses and physical evidence present, there was no room for Qin Luo to deny it.

Qin Luo glanced at Liu Ruyan and smirked disdainfully. "Your disappointment means nothing to me. Are we close?"

Liu Ruyan stared at him in disbelief. She couldn't believe Qin Luo would use such vulgar language—his tone felt so unfamiliar. Weren't they close?

They had grown up together since childhood. If not for Ye Chen's sudden appearance, they might have become husband and wife.

Her heart ached deeply—it hurt so much...

[Liu Ruyan's emotional state collapsed. Lost 5,000 luck points. Host gained 5,000 villain points.]

Qin Luo's eyes lit up. Just a few words had reaped so many luck points. He continued!

"Liu Ruyan, you hypocritical slut! You're my fiancée, yet you conspired with Ye Chen to frame and harm me. How dare you stand here and lecture me? Have some decency and shut your mouth."

[Liu Ruyan's emotional state continued to collapse. Lost 3,000 luck points. Host gained 3,000 villain points.]

[Liu Ruyan lost 1,000 luck points. Host gained 1,000 villain points.]

Qin Luo's eyes gleamed brighter, completely ignoring Liu Ruyan's pale face as he prepared to continue his verbal assault. However, he was interrupted by a sharp rebuke.

"Enough!"

Seeing her daughter berated by Qin Luo, how could Liu Changhe not be enraged? At the same time, a powerful saint-level aura surged toward Qin Luo.

Boom!

The force slammed into Qin Luo, sending him flying backward. He crashed onto the ground, spitting out another mouthful of blood.

Tu Shouyi seized this opportunity to break free from the Tai Xu Bell's control. He leapt up, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Qin Luo.

"I said enough!" Liu Changhe's thunderous voice exploded in Tu Shouyi's ears, reverberating in his mind and shocking him into halting his attack.

"Damn, saints are truly formidable," Qin Luo muttered as he struggled to his feet. He wiped the blood from his lips, his defiant gaze locking onto Liu Changhe, who stood high above.

"Qin Luo, let me ask you one more time—are you willing to admit your guilt?" Liu Changhe's voice rang out once again.

Qin Luo sneered. "When someone wants to accuse you, they'll always find an excuse."

"You say I did something, so I must have done it. But to make me admit guilt? Hah! Unless you kneel before me and beg."

Boom!

Such insolent words sent shockwaves through the entire Tai Xu Holy Ground. Everyone now looked at Qin Luo as if he were already dead.

How dare he speak to a saint like this—to their holy leader of Tai Xu Holy Ground? Qin Luo was surely doomed!

"How dare you insult a saint! You deserve to die!" Tu Shouyi roared, turning to Liu Changhe. "Holy Leader, Qin Luo is arrogant, disrespectful, and guilty beyond doubt. Both witnesses and evidence are against him. I suggest we extract his tendons, drain his marrow, and imprison his soul forever!"

"Holy Leader, please reconsider!" Lin Ruoxuan immediately pleaded on Qin Luo's behalf.

"Holy Leader, though Qin Luo is unruly, he is an unparalleled genius in swordsmanship. With proper guidance, he could grow into a peerless prodigy. Killing him would be the greatest loss for our Tai Xu Holy Ground!"

As a sword cultivator herself, she understood the immense potential of swordsmen, especially someone like Qin Luo, who had mastered a heaven-tier sword technique—no, perhaps even a barely saint-tier technique—to perfection.

If Qin Luo were allowed to grow, he might one day challenge a saint-level expert while still in the Dongtian Realm. Such a talent was too precious to see perish prematurely.

"Qin Luo, kneel before the Holy Leader and apologize immediately!" Lin Ruoxuan turned to Qin Luo, giving him a meaningful glance.

"Elder Lin's words are mistaken! Qin Luo stole our holy artifact, killed our disciples, and severed ties with our sect long ago. Nurturing such an ungrateful wolf will only lead to betrayal. Please, Holy Leader, suppress and kill this fiend!" Tu Shouyi bowed deeply to Liu Changhe.

Liu Changhe remained silent, waiting for Qin Luo to humble himself. Perhaps then, he would consider offering him a way out.

But ultimately, Qin Luo would only become a puppet or a sword wielded by Tai Xu Holy Ground.

A saint must not be insulted. By daring to curse him, Qin Luo had already sealed his fate.

Qin Luo glanced around at his former peers and Ye Chen's smug expression.

Apologize? Submit to their manipulation? Never!

His gaze fell on Lin Ruoxuan, and he grinned. "Thank you, Elder Lin, for speaking up for me."

"But I don't care about this Tai Xu Holy Ground anymore!"

Lin Ruoxuan closed her eyes, unable to bear witnessing Qin Luo's impending doom.

"Stubborn fool!" Liu Changhe snorted coldly, while Tu Shouyi's eyes gleamed with excitement.

He hadn't expected Qin Luo to walk straight into his own demise. Well, he couldn't blame him for that!

First, he'd kill Qin Luo. Then, he'd find a way to eliminate Qin Luo's junior sister, the old man's daughter, to quench his thirst for vengeance.

Turning back, Tu Shouyi began his judgment.

"Qin Luo, you murdered your fellow disciples, stole the Tai Xu Bell and the Four Symbols Sword Technique. Both witnesses and evidence are against you. Do you admit your guilt?"

Qin Luo gripped his sword tightly, his eyes filled with defiance. At this moment, he should have arrogantly declared, "I am the prince of the Great Qin Empire. Dare you lay a finger on me, and I'll annihilate your entire sect!"

But before he could speak, a voice echoed from outside the Tai Xu Holy Ground.

"Heh, heh, heh! What a mighty Tai Xu Holy Ground, bullying a junior like this with so many people?"

Liu Changhe's expression instantly changed. He stood up abruptly, his gaze fixed on the distance.

Dark clouds gathered, and the sky suddenly darkened. The bright sunlight was swallowed by thick clouds, shrouding the world in oppressive darkness.

An old woman appeared, stepping through the air from beyond the Tai Xu Holy Ground.

Her presence made Liu Changhe's expression turn grave. He murmured four words: "Saint Han Yue!"

After her arrival, the old woman arrogantly declared, "Qin Luo, this saint protects you!"