Qingxuan Realm, Xuantian Continent, Middle State.
A place of worldly splendor.
Within the territory of the Mo family, one of the eight hidden aristocratic clans.
"Did I transmigrate?"
On the bed, beneath a crystal curtain cascading like a waterfall, a young man in a black robe slowly opened his eyes, a look of confusion in them.
"And I've become the big villain from a novel???"
Mo Yu murmured softly.
He raised his arm, examined his fair yet powerful hands, and felt the spiritual energy within his body. It obeyed his will effortlessly, as if he had been using it his whole life.
"Is this the original owner's muscle memory?"
Mo Yu shook his head, still feeling disoriented.
It was as if a moment ago he had been walking down the street, when suddenly a truck smashed into him, and then he opened and closed his eyes to find himself in a strange world, with no transition at all. Or perhaps it was like he had just been meditating in cultivation, and then, opening and closing his eyes, another person's memories flooded into his mind.
"I need to sort this out."
Suppressing a wave of nausea, Mo Yu calmed down and organized his thoughts.
"Here's the problem: I've transmigrated, and I've become the destined big villain in a novel."
In his past life, he had read this novel.
His current identity was the young master of the Mo clan, one of the eight hidden families of the Xuantian Continent, and the future heir to the family.
His father was the Mo family's patriarch, a cultivator at the late-stage Grand Ascension.
The realms of Xuantian Continent, from low to high, are: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Divine Transformation, Return to Void, Unity of Virtue, Tribulation Transcendence, Grand Ascension, and True Immortal.
His mother was the sovereign of the Tai Xu Sacred Land, also at the early-stage Grand Ascension.
As for the original body's cultivation, it was at the early stage of Divine Transformation.
A twenty-two-year-old Divine Transformation cultivator could be called a peerless prodigy.
A truly luxury configuration, a heavenly hand of cards from the start!
Even more impressive,
Among the eight hidden clans of Xuantian Continent, the Zhao family appeared strongest on the surface, but in truth, his father Mo Yuan had already broken through to the peak of Grand Ascension, with strength equal to—or even slightly surpassing—the Zhao patriarch, Zhao Zhixia's father.
From the moment he arrived, he was at the peak of life.
With this setup, Mo Yu could pretty much walk sideways across the Xuantian Continent and do whatever he wanted.
But there was no hint of joy on Mo Yu’s face.
Because… this was a novel!
In the original story, his useless old man, for some reason, went crazy over a broken key and sent wave after wave of people to deliver kills to the protagonist. Each time, they were just one or two realms higher, making the fight difficult but not deadly, so the protagonist could farm experience like crazy. A job that could have been finished in one sweep turned into a full upgrade for the protagonist. By the time the climax of refining the Middle State into a flying immortal ascension came, the protagonist had advanced to immortality first and cut off the patriarch's head with a single sword strike in revenge. He died with a separated neck and body.
A textbook case of a villain holding back instead of finishing the job.
As for him?
Besides occasionally mocking the protagonist during the Middle State arc, getting smacked in the face by his over-the-top displays, he was finally kicked to death by the end like some stray dog by the roadside.
He didn't even get a single panel.
"Damn! That's such a pathetic death!"
Mo Yu couldn't help spitting, "One of the eight great hidden clans, and I die like a dog kicked aside by the destitute young master of a remote border town."
"No, no, wait!"
Suddenly, Mo Yu froze, realizing something.
"Right now, it should be… year 17,861 of the Xuantian Calendar."
"The original story started in year 17,860."
"That means..."
Mo Yu’s eyes grew brighter and brighter. "If I remember correctly, at this time, the protagonist has just joined the Qing Xuan Sect. The three-year agreement hasn't even started yet. He's at most a small fry at the Golden Core stage. Even a palm strike from me right now could kill him."
Thinking this, Mo Yu instantly relaxed.
He wasn't the kind of fool who would let the protagonist grow unopposed. He specializes in ruthless, decisive action!
Right at that moment—ding!
A cold, electronic voice sounded in Mo Yu's ear. Having studied for thirty years, he immediately recognized it as his system arriving.
[Ding! Your identity has been detected.]
[Destined Big Villain System loading…]
[Congratulations! You have obtained the Destined Big Villain System. This system is dedicated to creating the strongest villain. As long as you suppress the protagonist and seize the opportunities of the heavens’ chosen one, you will gain a certain amount of Luck Points.]
[Luck Points can be used in the shop to purchase items and enhance your strength, making it easier to counter the heavens’ chosen one.]
[Change your fate. Become a villain of destiny!]
Not bad.
Arriving fashionably late was the system.
After the debacle with the cheat Su Xiao, this system had learned its lesson. Since you can't beat the mechanics, just boost the stats directly!
"Here it is! My system!"
Mo Yu's eyes lit up. He knew that a main character's essential tool was always late, and here it finally was now.
With a flicker in his mind, a status panel appeared before him.
[Host: Mo Yu]
[Cultivation: Early-stage Divine Transformation] (Can spend Luck Points to advance. Advancing to mid-stage Divine Transformation costs 5000 Luck Points.)
[Technique: Mo Family Heart Method (Heaven-class, Upper Grade) / Tai Xu Sacred Canon (Heaven-class, Lower Grade)]
[Divine Abilities: Mo Dragon's Nine Transformations (Heaven-class, Upper Grade), Void Great Hand Seal (Heaven-class, Lower Grade)]
[Luck Points: 0]
Mo Yu looked at the pale blue panel, a grin spreading across his face. It all came together now. This was exactly what he needed.
With a system added to his abilities, he didn't know how he could lose!
With memories from his past life,
He knew exactly where the protagonist was now and what opportunities he would gain in the future. He could just intercept the protagonist's luck early on and walk the same path to becoming the ruler of the world.
Most importantly, the heavens’ chosen one’s fortune wasn’t just resources and spirit stones… but also beauties.
Thinking of all the heroines who belonged to the protagonist in the original novel—each a nation-toppling beauty, with various personalities: some fiery and bold, some cold as frost, some gentle as water, some playful and mischievous…
Like the snake-race queen Medusa, who was icy in public but passionate in private.
Or the aloof yet submissive Saint of Alchemy—Danxia—who would lower her head before the chosen one.
Mo Yu couldn't help letting out a lecherous sneer.
Seen through his eyes now, this original novel wasn't some death note; it was a gallery of beautiful women!
Protagonist-certified, guaranteed quality.
"This time, all of them will be mine." Mo Yu licked his lips, his eyes full of greed.
Just thinking about the Medusa queen—proud and fiery—moaning beneath him made Mo Yu’s blood pump. He could barely stop himself from rushing to the Dungekar desert.
What?
If the heroines don't like it, what can you do?
Sorry, but he's a villain! Isn't it perfectly fitting for him to steal, seize, and take whatever he wants? A forced melon might not be sweet, but it sure quenches your thirst.
"Quite right, quite right. That's the spirit."
Seeing the host's lustful drive, the system nodded with satisfaction. This was the real host. A ruthless, decisive kind. Proactive to the core.
That previous one was just absolutely trash-tier.
As for morals?
None of the system's business. It only needs to get the luck of the heavens’ chosen one.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ng to die together with you." Lin Xuan is dead, his body thrown into the river by his scumbag lover and her accomplice. She, the president of the Su Group, is decisive, ruthless, and ice-cold. For three days and three nights, she had his body fished out of the river, and without hesitation, she kissed the bloated corpse of Lin Xuan. She laid down beside him in a cold coffin, their fingers intertwined, a smile lingering on her lips as she closed her eyes. The noble and cold-hearted woman, only bending for one man—Lin Xuan. Lin Xuan, with his golden finger, is reborn and returns to the day of his wedding to the treacherous woman. Su Qiang comes to steal the bride. Lin Xuan's eyes light up, eager to pledge his loyalty on the spot, but instead, her kiss transfers a glass of drugged wine into his mouth, causing him to pass out... 【Male Protagonist with Single Female Lead】【Yandere Tycoon】【Action-Packed】【True vs. Fake Heir】
u Chenyuan transmigrated into a female-oriented novel about a real and fake heiress, becoming the CEO elder brother of both. Unfortunately, the entire Lu family—including himself, the CEO—were mere cannon fodder in the story. Determined to save himself, Lu Chenyuan took action. The spoiled, attention-seeking fake heiress? Thrown into the harsh realities of the working class to learn humility. The love-struck real heiress? Pushed toward academic excellence, so lofty goals would blind her to trivial romances. As for the betrayed, vengeful arranged marriage wife… the plot hadn’t even begun yet. There was still time—if he couldn’t handle her, he could at least avoid her. "CEO Lu, are you avoiding me?" Mo Qingli fixed her gaze on Lu Chenyuan. For the first time, the shrewd and calculating Lu Chenyuan felt a flicker of unease.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
