Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate-Chapter 338: Underestimating the Wrong Man

Mo Hao’s brows drew together. Something about this man felt… off. A strange sense of unease stirred in his chest, though he couldn’t quite place why.

"Greetings, My Lord!" Zhu Zhihai and the others bowed in perfect sync, their faces filled with deep respect.

But beneath that reverence, doubts lurked.

Jiang Chen was the strongest figure on the Immortal Martial Continent. He had already slain two Transcendence realm demons. But now, he was up against multiple Transcendence realm cultivators at once. Could even he handle this?

"These people call you My Lord? So, you’re the leader of the Immortal Martial Continent?" Shao Ji’s gaze swept over Jiang Chen, his lips curling slightly as if suppressing a laugh. A flicker of disdain flashed in his eyes—quick, but unmistakable.

This was the great leader of the Immortal Martial Continent? Just a young man at the Early-stage Transcendence realm?

Ridiculous.

Shao Ji had once worried about the strength of the Immortal Martial Continent. But now? Seeing their so-called strongest warrior in the flesh, all those concerns felt like a joke.

How had a continent led by someone like this managed to fend off the Myriad Demons Continent?

Jiang Chen, however, remained calm. His gaze swept over the crowd as he spoke.

"That’s right. I’m Jiang Chen," he said without a hint of hesitation. "The number one genius, top expert, and leader of the entire Immortal Martial Continent."

The reaction was immediate—cold sneers spread across Shao Ji and his companions’ faces.

An Early-stage Transcendence realm cultivator, talking like he ruled the heavens? How ridiculous.

"Hahaha!" Shao Ji let out a hearty laugh, folding his hands in front of him as he sized up Jiang Chen. "So you’re the famous Jiang Chen—the strongest warrior of the Immortal Martial Continent."

He smirked. "If the chance arises, we’d love to see just how skilled you really are."

"But for now, we have a more pressing matter—getting rid of the troublemaker in our midst. I trust you can provide us with detailed information on both the Immortal Martial Continent and the demon race?" His tone was smooth, almost polite. But the weight behind his words made it clear—he wasn’t asking, he was expecting.

"Once we deal with Mo Hao, I’m sure you’ll have everything ready for us," he added, as if Jiang Chen were nothing more than a servant.

With the power they held, the four of them could easily crush the entire Immortal Martial Continent. To them, Jiang Chen was insignificant.

And yet—what happened next caught everyone off guard.

"A troublemaker?" Jiang Chen said, his voice steady, his expression unreadable. "That’s not quite how I see it."

"The Immortal Martial Continent is already in crisis, with the demon race at our doorstep. We appreciate any aid from the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star."

"But if your purpose here is to trample the weak and stir up conflict on my land, I can’t let that slide."

His gaze locked onto Shao Ji. "Out of respect for me, let’s set aside our weapons and talk things through. No need for unnecessary bloodshed."

Then, with a slight smile, he added, "Wouldn’t you agree, Daoist friend?"

Silence hung in the air. No one had expected Jiang Chen to speak with such boldness. A mere Early-stage Transcendence realm cultivator—what gave him the confidence to challenge them like this?

A moment later, cold laughter echoed from Shao Ji and his group.

Zhu Zhihai and the others felt uneasy, but they kept their faces calm, nodding in silent agreement.

No matter what happened, their loyalty to Jiang Chen was unshakable. If they had to fight and die by his side, so be it—they had no regrets.

Meanwhile, Mo Hao’s gaze flickered between Jiang Chen and Shao Ji’s group.

Shao Ji and his crew were clearly enemies. But Jiang Chen… something about him felt unpredictable, almost unsettling.

Still, the rising tension between the two sides was actually to Mo Hao’s liking. Let them clash—it only worked in his favor.

Of course, he kept those thoughts to himself.

Since Jiang Chen had spoken up for him, it wouldn’t be right to turn on him. As the saying went, don’t bite the hand that helps you.

Then, a mocking voice rang out.

"Heh… Jiang Chen, was it? Don’t get ahead of yourself!"

"Who do you think you are? The number one genius? The strongest expert? Ha! You’re nothing more than the biggest turtle in a filthy pond, acting like you own the place. What a joke."

"Step aside. We’re handling the troublemaker. If you get in our way, you’ll be next."

Shao Ji and his three allies smirked, their gazes dripping with disdain.

Jiang Chen’s expression darkened, a mix of disbelief and frustration flashing across his face. "You call yourselves cultivators, yet you’re willing to act like this? That Daoist friend is a fellow human! With the demon race threatening us all, shouldn’t we be focusing on them instead of settling petty grudges?"

His words were met with nothing but laughter—cold, mocking, and utterly dismissive.

Mo Hao finally spoke, shaking his head at Jiang Chen. "Daoist friend Jiang Chen, there’s no need for you to step in. They came here for me, not you."

Jiang Chen, however, didn’t back down. "I won’t just stand by and watch! When someone sees injustice, they should act. And right now, with the Immortal Martial Continent in crisis, I won’t let them take your life." His voice was firm, his expression unwavering.

"Heh!" A scoff rang out. "Are you naïve or just plain stupid?"

"With an attitude like that, I honestly don’t know how you became the so-called leader of the Immortal Martial Continent."

"If you insist on siding with Mo Hao, don’t blame us for cutting you down too. The Immortal Martial Continent has plenty of people—we don’t need you to give us information."

Jiang Chen stood his ground, his expression sharp, his aura unshaken. The sheer confidence in his stance only irritated Shao Ji and his companions further. Their patience snapped, their killing intent flaring to its peak.

"Jiang Chen, seriously, you don’t need to do this," Mo Hao said, his brows furrowed.

"I can handle them myself!" He might have had his doubts about Jiang Chen before, but he had no intention of dragging him into a fight he might not survive.

"There’s no need to act tough," Jiang Chen replied, shaking his head.

"These people have no shame—they slaughter fellow cultivators without a second thought. That’s not something I can ignore. Let me deal with them." His voice carried unshakable determination.

"Ahahahaha!" One of Shao Ji’s companions burst into laughter. "Did you hear that? He actually thinks he can take us on!"

"Unbelievable! An Early-stage Transcendence realm cultivator talking like he can kill the four of us? This has to be a joke!"

"I’d love to see how someone from the Immortal Martial Continent, barely at the Early-stage Transcendence realm, even hopes to lay a scratch on us!"

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Shao Ji and his allies laughed openly, their eyes full of ridicule as they looked at Jiang Chen like he was an ignorant fool.

Forget it, Mo Hao thought, his expression darkening. There’s no point worrying about him anymore.

The effects of the pill won’t last forever—I need to strike now!

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Just as he was about to make his move, a thunderous roar shook the battlefield.

"A bunch of worthless scum! I’ll cut you all down!" Jiang Chen’s voice boomed like a war drum.

Before anyone could react, he attacked first.

His fists clenched, then shot up high before slamming downward with terrifying force!

In that instant, an overwhelming aura exploded from him—the unmistakable power of a Late-stage Transcendence realm cultivator!

The air trembled as different laws of the Great Dao swirled around him, crackling like a storm. Among them, the Sword Dao was the sharpest, the most dangerous—deadly and unstoppable.

And then, out of nowhere, the Purple Heaven Immortal Sword appeared in his grasp, radiating a brilliance that cut through the sky!

Without hesitation, he unleashed a terrifying fusion of two supreme techniques—Falling Sun Nine Heavens Mystic Art and Death Attraction Nine Tribulations Sword Technique.

Power surged through him like an unrelenting tidal wave, channeling straight into the Purple Heaven Immortal Sword.

With a single slash, a sword light beyond the limits of a Late-stage Transcendence realm erupted, engulfing Shao Ji and his companions in an instant!