NOVEL NEXT Chapter 13:
Chapter 13: This Is What a Villain Should Look Like!:
If Su Changqing were there, he would immediately recognize it—Lin Fan was the protagonist of this world.
After a brief moment of shock, Lin Fan arrived at the base of the Absolute Path Sect, gazing up at the sacred land that so many people longed to enter.
“Old Yu, who do you think has such ability?” Lin Fan asked, trying to suppress the astonishment in his heart.
Someone who could continuously make a breakthrough in such a short time, stepping into the saint realm, was unimaginable. He had never heard of such a feat. The divine light illuminating the sky for hundreds of miles created a suffocating pressure, and the overwhelming aura of a saint lingered.
Old Yu glanced upward and murmured in disbelief, “It must be Su Changqing, the Holy Son of the Absolute Path Sect. No one else has such power and talent.”
“Besides Su Changqing, I can’t think of anyone in the sect with that kind of potential—not even a saint!” He glanced at Lin Fan, clearly impressed.
Su Changqing’s identity had been revealed as the most powerful Holy Son in the history of the Absolute Path Sect, with incredible talent and limitless resources. Even Old Yu had once hoped to take Su Changqing as a disciple, though that dream never materialized.
Hearing this, Lin Fan didn’t have time to react before fanatical cries filled the air: “Holy Son! Holy Son! Holy Son!” The chanting echoed throughout the Absolute Path Sect, growing louder by the second.
At this moment, Su Changqing rose from the Holy Son Peak, stepping into the sky. His white robes fluttered in the wind, and his presence was magnificent.
“[Whoosh…]”
Each breath he took stirred the wind, and a mere movement of his hand caused the void to rumble.
The majesty of a saint realm was undeniable, overshadowing everything. He didn’t need to speak; his presence alone drew the attention of everyone present. At this moment, he was the brightest star in the sky. Every disciple in the sect looked at him with admiration and awe.
Lin Fan, even with a single glance, felt his eyes burn and his soul tremble. “Is this… Su Changqing, the Holy Son of the Absolute Path Sect?” He could barely stand under the pressure, but he forced himself to straighten, despite the overwhelming jealousy rising inside him.
If only it were him in Su Changqing’s place!
He glanced at Old Yu, took a deep breath, and muttered through clenched teeth, “Su Changqing… I will join the Absolute Path Sect, and one day, I’ll trample you beneath my feet. You’ll be nothing more than my stepping stone!”
“That day will come!” His jealousy burned fiercely.
Su Changqing had it all—status, power, wealth. Without Old Yu’s guidance, Lin Fan would still be a mortal, with cultivation nothing more than a distant dream.
Old Yu was taken aback by Lin Fan’s words. He glanced at Su Changqing, who held the attention of the entire sect, and sighed. “This boy… he doesn’t understand how far apart they are.”
“Su Changqing is the Holy Son of the Absolute Path Sect, one of the most prestigious sects in Nine Mystic Heavens. He’s the strongest Holy Son in history, with unlimited resources and unmatched talent. Unless Su Changqing’s cultivation halts completely, you’ll never surpass him.”
Old Yu sighed deeply.
How perfect would it be if Su Changqing were his disciple instead? He would have gladly poured his heart and soul into nurturing such a talent.
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Half an hour later, no one in the Absolute Path Sect could sleep.
“This is our Holy Son, the strongest in history!”
“Who knew someone could make a breakthrough so quickly? It’s mind-blowing!”
“What an incredible Holy Son. At this rate, he’ll reach the Supreme Realm or even Immortal Realm effortlessly!”
“The difference between people is truly staggering. Some things can’t be achieved with hard work alone.”
The memory of Su Changqing’s breakthrough lingered in their minds. In less than thirty minutes, he had ascended from God King Realm to Saint Realm. Who else in Nine Mystic Heavens could do such a thing?
Today, Su Changqing was the first.
While the sect was still abuzz, Su Changqing returned to his room, feeling the incredible transformation after his breakthrough.
“This is the Saint Realm…” He muttered softly. His strength had multiplied, far surpassing his power as a God King. He now felt capable of defeating three Great Perfection God Kings by himself—even though he had just entered the Saint stage.
Su Changqing waved his hand through the air.
“Crack… crack…” The void around him compressed, nearly shattering. His body and mind had reached new heights, and the world felt clearer than ever before. This was far beyond the God King Realm.
Satisfied with his newfound power, Su Changqing smiled, his resolve growing stronger. “In the future, I’ll write in my diaries, play around a little, tease a few heroines, and get stronger. What could be more perfect?”
“Why bother with the ridiculous plotline of the original plot?”
“What’s my status? I’m the Holy Son of the Absolute Path Sect. Why would I lower myself to compete with the protagonist or scheme against him? Absurd!”
He chuckled to himself, mocking the original story where the author had written the heroines as fools. The Holy Son of the Absolute Path Sect always sent people to suppress the male lead, but it was all meaningless.
Shaking his head, he pushed aside thoughts of the original plot. Su Changqing lay down on his luxurious bed, feeling more at peace than ever before.
After a moment, he decided it was time to enhance the trust of the three diary holders and further build his image. This would be crucial for his future plans.
Without hesitation, Su Changqing picked up his diary and began to write with his left hand:
[Breaking through to the Saint Realm again, but this time, my heart feels unusually calm…]
[In my past life, I would have been overjoyed at this point. Thinking back now, I miss those times.]
[As admired as a saint realm cultivator is in this world, they are nothing in the face of the greater dangers ahead. A saint is no more than an ant.]
[Throughout my life, I’ve strived to progress. But whether it’s saint realm, supreme realm, or even emperor realm, they are all just ants.]
[Ah… I can’t seem to let go of the past. But I won’t dwell on it.]
[In this life, I’ll stay calm. I’m tired… so tired.]
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