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

Within the Purple Cloud Hall of Purple Cloud Peak, a dark, furry figure darted in and prostrated itself before an ethereal, transcendent figure seated at the head of the hall.

“Master, Little Black has fulfilled your orders and successfully delivered the storage ring to that Xiao Ye!” the figure reported in a trembling voice.

Initially, the task had seemed daunting to the Beaver. With so many people at the mountain gate plaza, delivering the ring to Xiao Ye without being noticed required not only exceptional accuracy but also Xiao Ye’s cooperation. What if Xiao Ye had been foolish enough to shout out upon finding the ring, asking who had dropped it? The mission would have been an outright failure.

But as it turned out, Xiao Ye was not that kind of person.

“Well done,” Xu Yang praised without hesitation.

In the original story, when Wang Teng lost the Magnetic Earth Heart, the Mystic Heaven Sect reacted immediately. The very same day, elders were dispatched to investigate, and the sect leader, Venerable Xuanqi, eventually appeared due to Wang Teng’s severe injuries.

Now, not only was the Magnetic Earth Heart lost, but Wang Teng had also been killed. Xu Yang was certain that the Mystic Heaven Sect would not let this slide. Perhaps their sect leader was already lying in wait within the Heavenly Secret Mountains.

By giving Wang Teng’s ring to Xiao Ye, Xu Yang intended to use him as a scapegoat. After all, with great power comes great responsibility.

As the child of destiny, Xiao Ye should be able to handle it, right?

“Xuan’er, take Little Black to the spirit fields,” Xu Yang instructed his disciple Yuan Kouxuan. “As for his residence, prepare some materials and let him choose a spot to build a den nearby.”

“Understood, Master,” Yuan Kouxuan replied respectfully.

Little Black’s whiskers drooped. He had just completed a significant mission, yet now he was being assigned farming duties. However, he dared not complain, bowing his head and following Yuan Kouxuan toward the mountain’s spiritual fields.

As they walked, Yuan Kouxuan warned, “The spirit fields are critical to the peak. Tend to them diligently. If your laziness ruins the spirit plants, not even Master will be able to shield you from my wrath.”

Little Black nodded submissively, dragging his tiny feet toward his new responsibility. As a self-proclaimed “king of rivers,” his spirit was at an all-time low.

Before long, the pair arrived at the sprawling spirit fields. Misty spiritual energy veiled the area, and countless rare plants shimmered with an ethereal glow, exhaling mist into the air.

Little Black froze in place, legs trembling as he stammered, “A-all of this is for me to manage?”

“That’s right,” Yuan Kouxuan replied, narrowing her eyes. “What? Too little?”

It wasn’t too little—it was too much!

Little Black felt as if his soul were weeping. “I’m not even human…” he muttered under his breath. Still, he dared not voice his grievances aloud and resignedly replied, “It’s enough. More than enough.”

Back in the Purple Cloud Hall, Xu Yang had finished his arrangements and announced his plans for seclusion. To his surprise, it was Xue Jinli, not Situ Qingqing, who seemed most reluctant to part. She even had to be forcibly dragged out by Situ Qingqing herself. Xue Jinli’s mournful gaze as she left sent chills down Xu Yang’s spine.

“What’s going on with her?” Xu Yang muttered to himself, puzzled.

Shaking off his confusion, he began focusing on his cultivation. He retrieved a collection of rare spiritual treasures, including the Fiery Saint Pill, Enlightenment Bodhi Seed, Misty Divine Essence, and Nine-Turn Scarlet Lotus. These treasures alone were not enough to reach his goal, so he had given some to his disciples to enhance their abilities.

His objective was clear: break through to the Divine Transformation realm. Only then could he elevate himself from being a pawn to becoming a player in the grand game of fate.

Xu Yang swallowed the Fiery Saint Pill. The moment it entered his body, a torrent of pure energy surged through him, pushing his cultivation forward with unprecedented speed.

In his dantian, his Golden Core began to fracture. First, a single crack. Then two. Then three. Eventually, his core shattered, releasing radiant crimson light. The process was painful and dangerous—one misstep could result in death.

However, Xu Yang’s innate Supreme Yang Physique and his cultivation of the Undying Immortal Scripture allowed him to endure this perilous phase with ease. Endless life force emerged, mending the damage caused by the core’s shattering and transforming his body.

Time passed.

When Xu Yang opened his eyes, his dantian had transformed into a radiant Violet Palace, and his divine soul had begun to solidify into a Nascent Soul. The tiny infant within his dantian shone like molten gold, emanating boundless energy and profound Daoist insights.

With the power of the Fiery Saint Pill, his cultivation soared.

Nascent Soul realm, First Level!

Second Level!

Third Level!

The energy of the pill was finally exhausted, leaving Xu Yang’s Nascent Soul shining with unparalleled brilliance.

Yet, he did not stop.

Xu Yang continued absorbing spiritual treasures, refining the essence of the Nine-Turn Scarlet Lotus and other precious materials. His cultivation surged once more.

Fourth Level!

Fifth Level!

Finally, he reached the peak of the Nascent Soul realm, standing just one step away from the Divine Transformation realm.

“One more push,” Xu Yang declared, his determination unshaken.

Meanwhile, the entire Qingming Sect was enveloped in a magnificent celestial phenomenon. Vibrant rays of light and dense spiritual energy covered the sect, forming an awe-inspiring sight that eclipsed the previous time Xu Yang had cultivated.

Every disciple, elder, and peak master was shaken by the overwhelming display of power. This was no ordinary event—it was a sign that something extraordinary was happening within Purple Cloud Peak.