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

Time passed like flowing water, and several days slipped by.

In the Purple Cloud Hall, Xu Yang’s eyes opened, a faint trace of array patterns flickering in his gaze. He smiled, satisfied.

“The Array Comprehension Card is truly remarkable. I’ve fully mastered the Third Killing Array!”

With the help of the Enlightenment Bodhi Seed, Xu Yang had also cultivated the Undying Immortal Scripture to its great completion, gaining a profound understanding of the mysteries of life and death.

Additionally, the Four Seasons Reincarnation Art, though only ranked as a low-grade Heaven-rank, involved the intricate laws of time and space. Xu Yang had pushed it to the minor achievement stage, which was no small feat.

Other techniques, such as Skybound Boots, being lower-ranked, were quickly cultivated to perfection.

As for his cultivation base, it had leaped from the first level to the third level of the Nascent Soul stage in just a few days.

Such a rapid pace would leave other cultivators dumbfounded, their jaws dropping in disbelief.

But to Xu Yang, it still felt too slow.

“After experiencing the heart demon illusion, I have a feeling… In the future, my challenges won’t just be the protagonist. There will be… more.”

Xu Yang’s gaze turned cold as he reflected on his progress.

“Divine Transformation… still far from enough.”

Just then, the transmission jade at his waist began to vibrate.

“Is this another message from the Sect Master?”

Xu Yang picked up the jade and sent his divine sense into it.

99+ messages.

All from Ji Hongluan.

“Did something major happen in the sect for her to send so many messages?”

Xu Yang opened the messages, and as he read through them, his expression became complicated.

Ji Hongluan:
“Xu Yang, are you done with your closed-door training? Can I visit the beaver now?”

“Why aren’t you replying?”

“If you don’t reply, I won’t either. Hmph, I’m angry!”

“Just send one message, please?”

“Wuwuwu, my poor little beaver just wants to see you reply one last time. Meow!”

“I’m sick. What kind of illness? It’s called ‘I’ll die if you don’t reply’ disease!”

“You’re not in closed-door training again, are you?”

“You idiot, why are you training so hard? I haven’t even seen your beaver yet!”

Xu Yang rubbed his temples. Ji Hongluan’s persistence was truly baffling.

“Is she really so interested in the beaver, or is there something more?”

Shaking his head, he muttered, “Whatever, no point overthinking. Let’s see where this goes.”

As he read further, a particular message caught his attention:

Ji Hongluan:
“I’m so busy, overwhelmed! When will you come out of training to help ease my burdens?”

Xu Yang sighed in relief.

“So that’s all it was. She wants help with sect affairs. For a moment, I thought…”

He quickly replied:

“Out of training now. What sect matters require my attention?”

In the Qingming Hall, Ji Hongluan’s spirit beast, a snow-white cat named Little Flower, suddenly meowed loudly.

“What is it?”

“That fool finally replied to me!”

Ji Hongluan rushed out of the rear chamber, her violet dress flowing behind her. The tight bodice accentuated her ample figure, while her slender waist and rounded hips added to her charm. Her hurried steps caused a mesmerizing ripple, making her an enchanting sight.

“Let me see what that fool said!”

She eagerly opened the message, but her excitement turned to annoyance upon seeing the words “Sect Master.”

“Why is he calling me ‘Sect Master’? It’s not like we’re at a peak master meeting!”

Little Flower tilted its head, seemingly asking:
“If he doesn’t call you Sect Master, should he call you ‘wife’ instead?”

Ji Hongluan’s eyes lit up.

“‘Wife’ has a nice ring to it. Little Flower, you’re brilliant! You should be his advisor. That way, I’d win him over in no time!”

She patted Little Flower’s head.

Little Flower gave her a side-eye.

‘If I were his advisor, you’d be crying instead of laughing.’

“What should I reply with, Little Flower?”

Little Flower yawned and meowed softly.

Taking its advice seriously, Ji Hongluan quickly drafted a message:

Ji Hongluan:
“So you’re finally out of training. By the way, to celebrate your breakthrough, I’ve prepared a gift for you. When are you free to receive it?”

The message carried subtle undertones of goodwill.

Back in the Purple Cloud Hall, Xu Yang read the message and was momentarily taken aback.

“A gift?”

In the original story, Ji Hongluan didn’t have much screen time, but she was one of the female leads.

Accepting her gift might trigger the system’s ten-thousandfold return mechanic.

Without hesitation, Xu Yang quickly replied:

“Free now, Fairy Hongluan. Feel free to come over. We can also discuss the matter of the demonic spy in Heavenly Thunder Peak.”

Ji Hongluan nearly leaped from her seat upon seeing the reply. A radiant smile lit her face.

“Little Flower, you’re amazing! Just one sentence, and he’s invited me to Purple Cloud Peak!”

She twirled in her violet dress, then paused.

“Do you think this outfit works, Little Flower? Or should I wear something more revealing to mesmerize that fool?”

‘No need. He’s interested in the gift, not you.’

Little Flower meowed lazily.

“Hm? You think the violet dress is elegant and charming? Little Flower, where did you learn such poetic words?”

Ji Hongluan nodded in approval.

“Fine, I’ll take your advice this time!”

Moments later, a streak of violet light shot from the Sect Master’s Peak toward Purple Cloud Peak.