The Villainous Me, Forging a System Every Day

Chapter 11: Falling in Love with the Power of Pretending:

Suddenly, a powerful force surged through his body, coursing rapidly within him. As it moved, it elevated his cultivation by one stage.

Though it was only one stage, at his current level, increasing his strength was no easy task. It usually took years to ascend even one stage. But this…

It happened in mere moments!

The speed of this improvement and the sheer increase in power were astonishing.

When he reached out his hands, a brilliantly shining sword, and a glowing medicine pill with six colors appeared in his hands.

The sword was the Unparalleled Divine Sword, a supreme magical weapon rewarded by the system. It was far superior to the sword he had been using—truly a rare treasure!

And then there was the medicinal pill, the sixth-grade Nirvana Pill, another reward from the system.

Such a pill was exceedingly rare, as it could only be crafted by a level 6 alchemist. These alchemists were revered within any sect, treated with the utmost respect.

Even in the Heavenly Demon Palace, the highest authority in the Demon Dao, there were only a few such alchemists. Despite having no actual power, their status was equivalent to that of elders.

This sixth-grade Nirvana Pill was especially extraordinary. It could rapidly restore a person to full health after severe injuries. Among sixth-grade pills, this one was the pinnacle.

He had casually boasted in front of the system, and now he had received three incredible rewards. No matter how calm he tried to remain, he couldn’t help but feel elated.

“It’s all real! It’s all real!” He muttered to himself, his heart racing.

“If these are real, then does this mean that with the Pretending System, I could one day become immortal, ascend to be an ancestor, achieve supernatural sainthood, and reach eternity?”

The thought of such a future made his heart pound even faster.

Just then, the system issued a new task.

[Ding! As the owner of the Pretending System, go out and pretend, show everyone your arrogance! The more people you impress, the more powerful you’ll become, and the greater your rewards!]

Xue Wuhen laughed aloud, “Pretend? How hard could that be? Just watch me!”

After a quick adjustment to his appearance, he changed into more luxurious, high-class clothing, strapped the newly acquired Divine Sword to his waist, and stepped out with his head held high.

A group of disciples happened to be approaching.

Xue Wuhen straightened his posture even more and looked straight ahead.

In his new attire, he exuded a striking, almost celestial, presence. The disciples immediately greeted him in unison, “Greetings, Brother Xue!”

Xue Wuhen smiled and nodded, “Well done, keep up the hard work!”

Then, he walked away with a confident stride.

The disciples responded together, “Yes, Senior Brother!”

After Xue Wuhen left, the group began to talk among themselves.

“Is something different about Brother Xue today? He seems a bit… changed.”

“I noticed it too! He seems more approachable and charismatic!”

“I never realized how handsome Brother Xue is!”

Xue Wuhen, who had been eavesdropping, heard all of this.

[Ding! The host pretended to be a handsome guy in front of the disciples! Special reward: a third-grade medicinal pill, Snow Flower Pill!]

Xue Wuhen was thrilled. Pretending was so easy!

He really was a genius at this!

He continued to walk proudly, accumulating more points as he went. His ultimate goal was to practice martial arts.

At the martial arts field, thousands of lower-level disciples practiced daily. He planned to impress them all, earning as many points as possible.

As soon as he arrived at the training ground, he saw a lower-level disciple practicing sword techniques with great effort.

Unable to resist the urge to show off, he called out, “You, stop!”

“Ah? Senior Brother Xue… did I do something wrong?” The disciple was terrified. Xue Wuhen had a reputation as an arrogant Holy Son candidate who was harsh towards lower-level disciples, often beating or scolding them.

Now that he was being singled out, his face grew even paler.

But to everyone’s surprise, Brother Xue, known for his harshness, shook his head and said gently, “You haven’t done anything wrong, but your technique is flawed. Let me teach you how to use your energy properly.”

“Ah?” The disciple was so shocked that his sword fell from his hands.

He couldn’t believe that Brother Xue, usually so harsh, was offering to teach him? And in front of everyone?

The others nearby were equally stunned.

No one could believe such words were coming from Brother Xue’s mouth. Was this still the ruthless Brother Xue they knew?

Was he joking?

But there was no sign of malice in Xue Wuhen’s eyes as he addressed the group, “Don’t just stand there, everyone. Gather around! I’ll teach you all the most efficient ways to channel your energy. Listen carefully!”

“Oh… thank you, Brother Xue!”

“We’re here!”

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