Reborn as the Novel’s Villain: Cultivation Lost, Female Leads Take Control

Within a simple cave at Heavenly Thunder Peak:

“Shut up! Every ounce of humiliation I’ve suffered today is all your fault!”

Xiao Ye finally found an outlet for his piled-up resentment, unleashing it all onto Elder Li.

“…”

Elder Li hadn’t expected that, after only a few setbacks, the once simple-hearted youth’s nature would twist into such bitterness, not reflecting even a moment on himself, instead placing all the blame on him.

Fine, let it go. He could just ignore it all. At worst, he’d switch hosts. This jade pendant was made of a unique material, even a sovereign cultivator couldn’t destroy it.

“Speak up!” Xiao Ye snarled. “Don’t just hide in the jade pendant and play dead; I know you’re ignoring me!”

“Let me make this clear: now that I’m here in Qingming Sect, I won’t leave. I, Xiao Ye, detest anyone who tries to take what’s mine. Whatever I lose, I will take back with my own hands!”

“And more than that, every opportunity, every beauty on Purple Cloud Peak—I will claim them all!”

“If anyone stands in my way, I’ll kill them. If the heavens block my path, I’ll cut down the heavens!”

“Hahahaha…!” His twisted laughter echoed chillingly through the cave, dark and oppressive.

Hearing no response from the pendant, Xiao Ye’s tone turned icy. “Elder Li, are you thinking of abandoning me for a different host? Tell me, if I hand you over to Master Wanjun, what do you think he would do with you?”

The sinister threat, like the murmur of a ghost, reached Elder Li, making his heart sink. Indeed, Master Wanjun bore a faint aura of demonic energy; he might well be a hidden agent of the demonic faction within the Qingming Sect. 

Elder Li’s powerful soul remnant would be highly coveted by those in the demonic path, who might want to refine it into a soul-absorbing flag.

“What is it you want from me?” Elder Li finally spoke, his tone laced with resignation.

“Increase my strength! By any means necessary! In six months, I want to be the sole personal disciple on this Heavenly Thunder Peak!”

Xiao Ye’s demands were laid out.

“Sigh…” Elder Li sighed deeply. “I do have a martial technique that complements the Blazing Sun Technique, but…”

“But what?! Elder Li, I once saw you as my master, tirelessly searching for spiritual materials to heal your soul!”

“And now I find out you’ve been hiding techniques from me!”

“If I hadn’t forced you, you probably still wouldn’t have brought it out!”

“Fine. From today, we’re only collaborators. Once I seize the opportunities on Purple Cloud Peak, we’ll be done!”

“Now, hand over the technique!” Xiao Ye gritted his teeth, his emotions surging uncontrollably, as tears spilled from his eyes.

In his mind, Elder Li had never seen him as a real disciple, only as a pawn to be used.

Even a clay figure has a temper, let alone a former sovereign like Elder Li. Xiao Ye’s accusation pierced him. He recalled that if not for his guidance, Xiao Ye would have perished under the pursuit of his enemies long ago; he would have no cultivation at all, let alone rare opportunities or a spirit pet.

Xiao Ye was, in his eyes, a total ingrate!

How foolish he had been, fooled by this youth’s seemingly innocent appearance.

“Clear your mind; I’ll transmit the technique.”

Elder Li’s voice was cold. If this ungrateful brat wanted to practice this life-draining martial technique, then so be it.

Xiao Ye closed his eyes and cleared his mind. A white light shot out from the pendant, entering between his brows.

“Earth-rank martial technique, Fiendish Flame Lotus!”

Xiao Ye’s crazed expression morphed into one of ecstasy. “Hahaha! With this martial technique, who on Heavenly Thunder Peak can stand against me now?”

Elder Li watched silently, an ominous feeling forming in his heart. His entire life had been spent treading carefully, but he had only twice been mistaken. The first time, it cost him his physical body, and now, he feared this second mistake might lead him into irreversible danger.

Three days later, back at Heavenly Thunder Peak…

“Haha! I did it!” Xiao Ye’s eyes snapped open as he summoned two flaming lotus blossoms into his palms. The intense heat caused the air around him to waver as if reality itself were bending.

After three days of intense cultivation, he had finally mastered the Fiendish Flame Lotus technique.

And his cultivation had risen from level five to level six of Foundation Establishment!

In just three days, he had advanced a whole level, a feat even the Qingming Sect’s top disciples couldn’t accomplish.

“Time to go challenge them!” Xiao Ye’s ambitions surged. Although his cultivation had only increased by one level, his combat power had grown immensely. His condensed liquid mana had increased by 800 drops, totaling 3,800 drops—enough to challenge even early Core Formation disciples, possibly even those at mid-level.

This time, he wouldn’t just take back his cave. He intended to slaughter everyone who had humiliated him.

Just as he was about to leave the cave, a calm voice spoke from outside. “Disciple, may I come in?”

‘Master Wanjun?’

A surge of resentment filled Xiao Ye. Where was this “master” when he was being beaten? Now that he had recovered, the master came knocking, likely seeking favors without giving any in return.

Well, he would make it clear: if Master Wanjun wanted something, he’d better offer an appropriate price.

“Enter, Master.” Xiao Ye made his voice sound feeble, lying on the bed as though his injuries had not yet healed.

“My disciple, I must apologize. I was so preoccupied with managing Heavenly Thunder Peak’s affairs these past few days that I forgot to remind your senior brothers to treat you with care. That’s why you were injured,” Master Wanjun apologized as he entered, sitting beside Xiao Ye with a look of remorse. “But rest assured, I’ve ordered those who attacked you to spend ten years reflecting on their actions at the Wall of Repentance.”

“Seeing you hurt pains me as if I were the one wounded.” He took out a jade bottle, placing it in Xiao Ye’s hand.

“These pills are called Green Sun Pills. There are ten in total; they’ll heal your injuries and boost your cultivation. I hope this will somewhat make up for what you’ve suffered.”

Clutching the jade bottle, Xiao Ye looked up at Master Wanjun, a wave of gratitude welling up within him.

“Thank you, Master. My injuries are almost fully healed, thanks to your generosity.”

The Green Sun Pills were made from potent yang-aligned spiritual herbs, ideal for someone like him with a Yang Flame Battle Body. They would trigger his body’s potential and help him advance, an invaluable aid.

This was clearly a master who had thought about his needs, carefully choosing the right gifts. This wasn’t just a cheap master—this was a true mentor.

“Think nothing of it. These pills are meant to help you cultivate. So, are you ready to rise within Heavenly Thunder Peak with me?” Master Wanjun asked with a smile.

“Absolutely, Master. I’ve already reached the sixth level of Foundation Establishment. I can even challenge Core Formation level—”

But before Xiao Ye could finish, a deafening boom resonated from afar, as if the sky itself trembled. An overwhelming aura erupted from Purple Cloud Peak, engulfing all of Qingming Sect.

Countless disciples halted, looking into the distance toward Purple Cloud Peak, wondering what kind of event could cause such a massive commotion.

“It seems someone is breaking through to the Core Formation stage. But this energy… it’s more like Nascent Soul!”

“Could it be Xue Jinli from Purple Cloud Peak, with her unique constitution, who’s undergoing a breakthrough?”

“Instead of wild guesses, why don’t we head over to Purple Cloud Peak and witness it ourselves?”

“Best not. Purple Cloud Peak’s master has a temper. Anyone who sets foot on his territory without permission will likely face his wrath.”

“Didn’t he donate his sword, Purple Sky, to the sect?”

“Yes, it was given to the sect as a reward for the mission to slay the flood python in Eagle Sorrow Gorge. In the end, Purple Cloud Peak’s first disciple, Yuan Kouxuan, ended up claiming it.”

“That’s just like moving from one pocket to another. Does anyone really believe that Peak Master Xu is purely selfless and only cares about the sect’s interests?”