Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate-Chapter 368: Just Smile and Endure It

Ying Luo let out a sharp breath. Hiss! With that sound, the demon's body broke apart into glittering dust, which she casually scooped up.

Of course, that was just what it looked like on the surface.

In truth, it was Jiang Chen who'd absorbed part of the demon's cultivation—its qi and blood energy, the whole package. He was quietly feeding off the kill while riding on her head like it was just another day.

And along with all that power… came something even juicier:

Villain Value.

[Ding! Plot deviation detected! You have successfully stopped Protagonist Mo Hao from showing off. Mo Hao's Heavenly Fate Value has dropped by 1500 points!]

[Ding! You have gained 3000 Villain Value points!]

Meanwhile, poor Mo Hao looked like he'd just watched his favorite treasure get stomped on.

He clutched his face in pure agony. "Nooo! That was supposed to be my big moment! My glorious Pretentious Points!"

He wasn't even joking. The way he stared at the spot where the demons used to be… it was like he'd lost a priceless family heirloom.

Behind him, the other cultivators were totally confused.

Some gave him weird looks. A few even frowned, like they were starting to wonder if this guy was all talk.

And honestly? The way Mo Hao kept acting all fired up one second and crushed the next… it kind of made him look like a crazy person.

"Hmm? What's with the sad face? You're upset because I wiped out those demons?" Ying Luo flew back over, tilting her big dragon head like she was genuinely confused. Of course, she was just playing along with Jiang Chen's plan.

Mo Hao waved his hands fast. "No, no! Not at all!"

He gave a sheepish laugh, scratching his cheek. "I just… kinda had this idea. I was gonna act all impressive in front of them, make it flashy, maybe earn some power out of it. But then they saw you and ran like cowards—and you finished them off before I could do anything."

"Oh? So what, now it's my fault?" Ying Luo's dragon mouth curled into something like a smile… but there was nothing warm about it. It was the kind of smile that made your back break out in cold sweat.

Mo Hao definitely felt it. He started sweating bullets. "No, no, no! I'm not blaming you! I swear! I was just saying—just explaining!"

Trying to turn things around, he perked up. "Hey, Lady True Dragon, didn't you say you'd give me a chance to show off a little?"

Ying Luo gave him a look. Like she wasn't sure if he was serious.

"When did I ever say I'd let you show off?" she said flatly. "I said I'd give you a chance to grow stronger, not play around being flashy."

She leaned in just a bit, eyes narrowing. "What now? You saying me taking care of those demons stopped you from getting stronger?"

Mo Hao gulped. "No, no, that's not what I meant," he said quickly. "It's just… those little guys weren't worth your time. I mean, someone as powerful as you doesn't need to step in for the small fry, right?"

He sounded almost desperate now. "If we run into more weaklings like that, please, just leave them to me! You should be saving your strength for the big ones—the Late-stage and Peak-stage Transcendence realm demons!"

He was clearly panicking, worried she might think he was useless or annoying.

Ying Luo lifted her chin a little, looking proud. "Hmm… you make a good point," she said.

But then she gave a slight shake of her head and added, almost like she was talking to herself, "Still… it has been a while since I've had a proper fight. Taking down demons like that… it feels kinda nice."

Mo Hao's smile froze.

His whole face stiffened.

If Ying Luo kept stepping in to kill every demon they ran into… what was Mo Hao even here for?

He wouldn't just lose his chance to act cool—he wouldn't even get the chance to pretend to act cool.

But did Ying Luo care about that?

Not one bit.

With a cheerful tone, she called out, "Let's go! I'm in a great mood today. I'll help you wipe out all the demons!"

She said it like she was some kind of kind-hearted goddess here to save the world. Mo Hao just stood there, his smile twitching.

And just like that, the crowd behind him burst into cheers.

"Thank you, Lady Dragon!"

"We'll worship you forever, Great Lady Dragon!"

"Lady Dragon, thank you for avenging my family! Wuuu!"

Some of them were crying, full-on sobbing with joy.

One after another, the human cultivators dropped to their knees, bowing to Ying Luo like she was the heavenly savior they'd been waiting for.

"Alright, alright, get up," Ying Luo said, brushing it off like it was no big deal. "There are more demons coming."

Then she shot off into the sky, calm and cool as ever.

The cultivators didn't waste a second—they scrambled to their feet and rushed after her, afraid of being left behind.

Mo Hao stood there, chewing on his fingers, muttering like a kid who just lost his favorite toy.

"This is driving me crazy! She's gonna wipe out every demon we run into! How am I supposed to act cool like this?!"

But in the end, the dream of making a true dragon his mount was just too tempting. He took a deep breath and gave himself a mental pat on the back.

Alright, he thought. When we run into a Late-stage Transcendence realm enemy—that'll be my time to shine.

She'll be so surprised when she sees what I can really do. The more smug she is now, the more amazed she'll be later. She'll totally admire me!

Just imagining it made him feel better. His face brightened as he hyped himself up again.

Just hang in there for now. My moment's coming—soon.

With that, he kicked off the ground and flew after Ying Luo and the group of human cultivators.

Didn't take long before trouble showed up again.

Another group of demons appeared up ahead—loud, wild, and ready to kill.

...

Meanwhile, back in the Vibrant Blaze Domain, Bo Luncang had just started to calm down from the earlier bad news… only to get hit with a fresh wave of panic.

"What? A true dragon showed up in the Western Ice Domain?!"

His face twitched, but he forced himself to stay cool. Narrowing his eyes, he asked, "Are we sure it's a real true dragon? Not just some overgrown lizard with a fake bloodline?"

A fair question. After all, true dragons weren't just rare—they were terrifying. Even the powerful demon race, spread across galaxies, didn't mess with them unless they had no choice.

Before anyone could answer, another report flew in.

Same story—different squad. Another group of demons wiped out. Before they were crushed, they sent out a warning: they'd seen a massive silver true dragon.

Bo Luncang's heart skipped.

No way... could it really be a true dragon?

But how?!

The Immortal Martial Continent's just a broken little world stuck under the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star!

Even in the entire Profound Jade Immortal Domain, no one's seen a true dragon in forever! Not even some weak offshoot!

So why— how— is there one here?!

He couldn't stop pacing his quarters, his face a storm of worry and confusion. Then—bam. Another urgent report landed in his hands.

This time, it wasn't just a sighting.

One of their demon squads had actually gotten into a standoff with the dragon!

Bo Luncang froze.

Again?! They're saying it's a true dragon—again?!

His thoughts were spinning out of control.

Is this for real? Did we actually run into a member of the true dragon race?!

He didn't have answers—and that was the worst part. Slamming his hand against the wall, he barked toward the door:

"Quick! Activate the Myriad Demons Sky Piercing Mirror! Tell them to find a way to send back an image—anything! Aura readings, a visual, whatever they can get!"

Only after giving the order did he finally settle down, taking a long breath.

"…We'll wait and see. That'll settle it once and for all."

Even though the reports were piling up and his doubts were fading fast, Bo Luncang still didn't fully trust his subordinates.

He needed to see it for himself. Only then would he believe it.

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Out in the freezing wilds of the Western Ice Domain, Jiang Chen stayed hidden on top of Ying Luo's dragon head, eyes calmly watching the scene unfold.

Ahead of them, a massive demon force had just appeared—thirty thousand strong!

It all started with those first two demon squads Ying Luo crushed earlier. Before they died, they managed to send out warning messages to nearby units. Those messages spread fast.

At first, the other demons didn't really believe it. A true dragon? In this broken continent? Sounded too wild to be true.

Still, they couldn't ignore the reports completely—whoever was out there had Late-stage Transcendence realm strength at the very least. That alone made them nervous.

So, demon squads that were scattered across the icy land quickly regrouped. Together, they formed a small army—thirty thousand demons and demonic beasts, all packed together like a black tide.

Among them were five Transcendence realm powerhouses. Two of those had already reached the Late-stage.

Normally, this would be more than enough to steamroll any force they ran into. But today? Things were different.

Because standing across from them… was a true dragon.

Not just a strong enemy, but a legendary creature. A Late-stage Transcendence realm true dragon. And everyone knew that when it came to real combat, true dragons weren't just stronger—they were on a whole other level.

Even a regular true dragon could beat the best warriors of other races. And once you started a fight with one, it wasn't just about winning or losing—you had to worry about what would happen after.

Were they stepping on the tail of a much bigger beast?

Was the dragon part of a greater force?

Could killing her bring down revenge from the entire dragon race?

All of that fear weighed heavy on the demon army.

So even though they had the numbers, even though they had power, they weren't exactly eager to charge in. Most of them didn't even want to fight.

On the other side, Ying Luo hovered in the sky like a silver mountain, Mo Hao standing just behind her. Below them, a few thousand human cultivators stood frozen in place, staring wide-eyed at the sea of demons ahead.

The scale of the demon army was overwhelming.

And those five Transcendence realm auras pressing down on them?

Yeah—most of the humans looked like they were about to faint.