I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 961 - 960 Brother Zimo, Old Sow

Hearing Han Yanrou’s words, Xu Zimei fell silent.

It seemed that she had grown up enduring ridicule for her looks since she was young.

Thus, when he didn’t mind it, she became so excited and happy.

"Are we friends now?" Han Yanrou asked cautiously.

"Of course," Xu Zimei said with a smile, nodding his head.

"Actually, I think you’re much better-looking than those other freaks."

"Let me show you something," Han Yanrou said with a light laugh, covering her mouth before carefully pulling a sketchbook from her pocket.

Xu Zimei took the sketchbook, taken aback for a moment.

He didn’t know who had drawn it, but the content depicted the great war between the Holy Master and the Form Blood Clan at the end of the Mythical Era.

The Holy Master held the True Divine Sword, enveloped by Sword Intent.

Beneath the Longsword, three thousand miles of clouds and moon were all destroyed under his feet.

His stature was majestic, leaving only a silhouette with the Cang Tian on his shoulders and his feet on the ground.

Behind him lay countless members of the Form Blood Clan prostrating on the ground.

"Where did you get this?" Xu Zimei asked.

"I found it on the mountain before," Han Yanrou replied.

"Do you see this man? Does he also, like me, have a bloodline that reverts to its ancestor?"

Xu Zimei felt that their points of focus might be somewhat different.

In his eyes, this was a historic moment of the Holy Master suppressing the Form Blood Clan.

But in Han Yanrou’s eyes, it seemed she was just happy to find someone "of her own kind."

"Do you want to go to my hometown?" Xu Zimei asked, looking at her.

"There are many, many people like you there, and no one will laugh at you.

With your looks, you might even be admired."

"Really?" Han Yanrou asked excitedly.

Xu Zimei nodded slightly and asked, "Have you ever seen anyone else of your kind since you were little?"

Han Yanrou continued to shake her head.

"Oh no," she slapped her head and hurriedly said, "We haven’t gathered any food ingredients, and dad and the others will go hungry when they wake up."

With that, Han Yanrou pulled him along and retrieved the basket they had discarded along the way.

The food they ate was probably some sort of vegetable, but Xu Zimei didn’t recognize the plants here.

He just followed behind Han Yanrou, going through the motions.

After gathering the food ingredients, they headed back toward the village.

As they reached the village front, Han Yanrou suddenly stopped.

"What’s wrong?" Xu Zimei asked puzzledly.

"From now on..." she pinched the corner of her clothes, her palms sweating.

She lowered her head, her face flushing a deep red for quite a while before finally saying, "Can I call you Brother Zimo?"

"Call me whatever you like," Xu Zimei said nonchalantly, nodding.

"Mm," Han Yanrou nodded, hesitated for a long time, and then finally looked up.

Seeing Xu Zimei, she immediately lowered her head again.

She called out "Brother Zimo" in a voice as tiny as a mosquito’s.

After calling out, she ran back into the village without turning back.

...

In the morning, when they ate, the sky outside gradually became overcast.

A cold wind blew, bringing a trace of desolation.

Dark clouds covered the blue sky, the weather ominously gloomy.

Han Shengxiao looked up at the sky and sighed, "It looks like it’s going to rain heavily, our trip to the empire will have to be postponed for a few days."

The others said nothing.

"Han Big Brother, are you going to the kingdom to sell beast skins?" Xu Zimei asked curiously.

"Yes, we have a type of Decaying Beast here, and its hide is in high demand. This is also our main source of income," Han Shengxiao explained.

"Then how about you stay a few more days, wait until the rain stops, and then we’ll set off."

Xu Zimei nodded slightly and continued to ask, "Han Big Brother, do you know where the Sea of Blood is?"

"I’ve never heard of it," Han Shengxiao shook his head slightly.

Xu Zimei felt himself growing more and more confused; if he really couldn’t find any clues, he would have to leave this place and look elsewhere.

At least the Dark Kingdom was his first destination.

After breakfast, Han Shengxiao and his brother left, leaving only Xu Zimei and Han Yanrou in the house.

Han Yanrou brought several blankets to Xu Zimei’s room.

"Brother Zimo, it might rain today, and I was worried you’d be cold at night, so I brought you a few extra blankets."

"Thanks," Xu Zimei smiled.

Han Yanrou shook her head slightly, put down the blankets, and then left.

Xu Zimei spent the entire day in his room with nothing to do, so he took the opportunity to return to the True Fate World and visit the Divine Continent.

The continent’s development had already gotten back on track.

Now, the Myriad Demons Tribe was also developing in an orderly fashion.

Seeing Xu Zimei’s arrival, Bai Meng and Chaos came to greet him.

"How is the Heavenly Cang Demon Roc that was brought in last time?" Xu Zimei asked.

"Master, please, follow me," Bai Meng said.

Deep within the Myriad Demons Tribe, the Heavenly Cang Demon Roc was bound by the Principle of the Great Dao of the Divine Continent.

It was nailed in the void, unable to move.

"This guy has a pretty tough bone," Chaos said nearby.

"But no matter, we have plenty of time."

"Don’t dream of me submitting. In the seals of the Heavenly Dao Academy, I endured through a great era.

How could I be afraid of you all?" From afar, the bold voice of the Heavenly Cang Demon Roc resounded.

Seeing Xu Zimei approaching, the Heavenly Cang Demon Roc’s expression instantly turned furious.

"Boy, I remember you."

"I remember you too," Xu Zimei smiled.

"Release me," the Heavenly Cang Demon Roc said.

"Why should I?" Xu Zimei countered.

"I will not submit to you unless you kill me," the Heavenly Cang Demon Roc said lightly.

"I’ve always believed that there’s nothing absolutely impossible in this world," Xu Zimei said, shaking his head with a smile.

"What do you want then?" the Heavenly Cang Demon Roc snorted.

"My bloodline runs noble, I will never submit to you humans, such despicable creatures."

"Your bloodline is noble?" Xu Zimei chuckled and looked to Chaos.

"Give it another seven days to think, if it still refuses to submit, then disable its demon veins and ruin its bloodline."

"Also, go buy some strong aphrodisiacs, feed them to some old sows, lock them in with it."

Hearing Xu Zimei’s words, everyone present shivered.

You say your bloodline is noble, what if it produces offspring with a sow, what would be the result?

"Boss, aren’t the sows too lenient for this guy?"

Chaos suggested from the side, "Why not find a few boars instead?"

"Good, let’s do as you said. You’ll be fully responsible for this matter," Xu Zimei gave a slight nod.

"What are you trying to do?" the Heavenly Cang Demon Roc’s expression changed drastically.

"A man can be killed but not humiliated, don’t go too far."

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Xu Zimei, however, no longer paid any attention to it but left with Bai Meng.

The anxious shouts of the Heavenly Cang Demon Roc echoed behind them.

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"Have you been overseeing the Divine Continent properly recently?" Xu Zimei looked at Bai Meng and asked.