The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!-Chapter 188: The Emperor of Wuxia Province?

Sun Liang.

The Emperor of Wuxia Province.

Beside him, a woman with icy eyes and ethereal beauty, her white robes embroidered with golden clouds, her aura refined yet dangerously sharp.

Jiang Chuchu.

She stepped forward, her brows furrowed in confusion, her eyes scanning the city below.

"What's going on?" Her voice was filled with genuine surprise.

"Didn't the reports say Jade Nation was on the verge of collapse? That we could absorb it into Wuxia Province effortlessly?"

The streets below were full of life.

Markets bustled, warriors patrolled with confidence, walls stood taller than before.

Jade Nation wasn't crumbling.

It was thriving.

Sun Liang's sharp gaze darkened, his brows furrowing into a frown.

"Chuchu, don't lose yourself over every small thing." His voice was stern. This was not the Jade Nation he had prepared to erase.

Something—or someone—had changed its fate.

And soon, he was about to find out who.

"Envoy Sun, welcome to our nation. We have long heard of your meticulous deeds across the lands."

Yue Xiuying's voice was calm, carrying the grace of diplomacy, yet distant enough to make it clear—this was not a meeting of equals.

Today, Sun Liang had arrived as an envoy, not as the emperor.

And as such, Yue Xiuying acknowledged him accordingly.

Sun Liang's eyes narrowed.

His gaze swept over her—a woman buried under layers of white robes, silk veils concealing every inch of her face.

"Oh?" His lips curled slightly, his tone shifting—half amused, half probing. "Is this how Jade Nation welcomes its guests? Hiding your faces even in a formal negotiation?"

His voice carried a hidden edge, subtle but pressing, as though demanding an answer to a question he hadn't yet spoken aloud.

Who was she?

And why, no matter how much he dug through his thousands of years of memory, could he not recall a figure bearing her name?

Yue Xiuying did not falter.

"Envoy Sun should be well aware of our traditions."

A soft, polite rejection—yet firm, leaving no room for further questioning.

Sun Liang's eyes flickered, and he glanced at Jiang Chuchu beside him.

The woman beside him nodded slightly, signaling him to let it go, for now.

Today's purpose was not to uncover secrets.

It was to reinforce the relationship between Wuxia Province and Jade Nation—to resume reinforcements.

A small, calculated investment before Jade Nation inevitably collapsed, and Wuxia Province could swallow it whole.

At least, that's what he believed.

But now—things weren't adding up.

"Miss Yue, I have been in the Dynasty for thousands of years, and yet, your name is unfamiliar to me."

His fingers tapped lightly on the table, his gaze probing.

"Are you the reason behind Jade Nation's sudden rise?"

As he spoke, his eyes swept across the room, observing the figures around her.

Most of them were clad in red robes, veils hiding their faces, maintaining an air of mystery.

Except for one.

Sitting beside Yue Xiuying, her face fully revealed, her expression cold and indifferent—

Yue Xi.

The Saintess of Jade Nation.

Sun Liang's gaze drifted across her beautiful face, but quickly dismissed her. According to their nation's traditions, this woman was already claimed.

His interest lay elsewhere.

What had caused such a drastic change in Jade Nation?

It wasn't this Saintess.

She was strong, but not strong enough to pull an entire nation back from the grave.

That meant—

It had to be the woman in front of him.

Yue Xiuying tilted her head slightly, her voice carrying a hint of mockery.

"Oh? I am honored by Envoy Sun's curiosity."

Then, suddenly—her tone sharpened.

"But tell me… did no one teach Envoy Sun that when you leave someone to sink or swim, you are no longer worthy to ask how they survived?"

BOOM.

Her words landed like a thunderclap in the hall.

Sun Liang's expression darkened instantly.

The moment hearing pleasantries turned to veiled accusations, he knew—

The negotiations had already failed.

The meeting continued for a short while, exchanging empty words, superficial diplomacy, but the outcome was already decided.

And in the end—

Sun Liang stood up, his tone cold and clipped.

"Since Jade Nation does not appreciate our kindness… so be it." He turned away, his robes fluttering majestically behind him.

As he reached the exit, he cast one last glance at Yue Xiuying.

"Miss Yue, I hope you won't regret your decision in the future."

And with that—he was gone.

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Outside, down in the streets, Sun Liang's gaze flickered.

Women walked freely, their robes flowing, their faces radiating strength and discipline.

A nation ruled by women.

Of course, there were men, but they were few and far between.

Laborers, servants, shadows in the background.

Here, men didn't hold power.

And that—

That was something Sun Liang intended to change.

Jade Nation had always been an outlier, its women untamed, its rulers rebellious.

But a cage was still a cage, even if it had pearls and silk draped over it.

"Master, what do we do now? Should we send the army?"

Jiang Chuchu's voice was low, sharp, carrying a trace of irritation.

She had expected to walk into a crumbling nation, one that could be absorbed with ease.

Instead, they had walked into a Jade Nation that stood stronger than ever.

Sun Liang let out a slow breath.

"No need." His lips curled.

"If she wants to lead the opposition, let her."

"In the end, she will only be doing our work for us."

Jiang Chuchu's eyes glowed with realization.

"Indeed! We can let her do all the free labor for us! Then, once everything is settled—" Her voice turned dangerously sweet, her fingers brushing against Sun Liang's arm. "Master can simply rape that woman and enslave her."

Sun Liang smiled.

It was a good plan.

The thought of that defiant woman, dressed in white, bound beneath him, her will shattered, her body owned—

It pleased him.

But—

He wasn't a fool.

He could feel it.

That woman was strong.

Right now, he was still limited to the mortal world, but once he broke through to the Human Immortal Realm…

Then—

She would belong to him.

"Patience, Chuchu. Let her dance."

His voice was smooth, dark, lined with pure, calculative ambition.

"In the end, she will realize there is no escape."

And as the Sun Dynasty's imperial vessel ascended into the sky, his eyes shone with ruthless hunger.

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Back in the Tower…

The moment Sun Liang left, the tension in the hall simmered down, but not by much.

Yue Xi exhaled softly, her expression complex.

"Master, why did you refuse him outright? Wouldn't it have been better to play along for now?" Yue Xi asked cautiously.

"Sun Dynasty is the strongest force in the Immortal Cloud Continent… Wouldn't making them our enemy put us at greater risk?"

Yue Xiuying slowly lifted a hand and removed her veil, revealing her cold yet strangely amused smile.

"Why do you think we haven't received any reinforcements from Wuxia Province for the past year?"

The room fell silent.

Yue Xi's expression tightened.

The other women glanced at one another, confusion setting in.

"Master… do you mean—"

Yue Xiuying's voice dropped to an eerie calm.

"Sun Jianhong, your son's ambition is too high. I hope you are prepared for the consequences..."

She tapped her fingernail against the wooden table, a slow, rhythmic sound.

"All the small kingdoms had their aid cut."

"Do you think that's a coincidence?"

Her lips curled slightly.

"He never wanted to help any of us."

Her voice was sharp, deliberate.

"He only wanted to swallow us whole."

A chill ran through the room.

The women exchanged uneasy glances, the meaning of Yue Xiuying's words sinking in.

"But… he didn't look like that at all," Mei Lian muttered, clutching the hilt of her sword.

Her pretty face scrunched in confusion—half battle-hardened warrior, half naive maiden still susceptible to a charming smile.

"Yes… He was smiling the whole time…" Qiao Yanyu hesitated, her usual sharp tongue dulled by doubt.

This was a woman who could skin a man alive for looking at her wrong, yet here she was, rattled by a bit of princely elegance.

"He even looked so kind…" Ruolan, the soft-spoken healer, whispered as if embarrassed by her own gullibility.

She had stitched up too many corpses left behind by so-called "kind men" to be this stupid, yet here she was.

"He personally came to meet the envoy of a mere small nation like ours..." Jin Xue added, rubbing her temples.

She wasn't dumb, just selectively intelligent—a master of strategy on the battlefield, but a complete idiot when it came to men who bathed regularly.

A loud, disdainful snort echoed through the room.

"Idiots."

Zhu Fenfang, the eldest among them, crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. She had bedded, bled, and buried enough men to know better.

"A man who looks too good to be true is either a scammer, a predator, or worse—both."

She let out a huff, her sharp eyes scanning the room.

"You lot are lucky that the Holy Mother is leading us. If it were up to you," her lips curled in disdain, "we'd probably be sitting on Sun Liang's lap, feeding him grapes right now."

Hiss~

The room froze.

Silence choked the air, heavy with unspoken horror.

Zhu Fenfang was the oldest among Yue Xiuying's sixteen apostles, her wisdom as sharp as her tongue.

Each of these red-robed women was an extension of Yue Xiuying herself, warriors and shadows who moved at her command.

And among them, Yue Xi stood apart.

The youngest.

The most talented.

The Saintess, chosen by the Holy Mother to be her successor.

But titles meant nothing if what Zhu Fenfang just said became reality.

The very thought made their stomachs twist in discomfort.

From revered apostles of Jade Nation—to mere dolls in Sun Liang's arm?

The proud women of Jade Nation couldn't even digest the idea.

Then—

Crack.

A cup shattered against the floor.

Yue Xiuying's icy glare swept over them.

"Looks can be deceiving."

Her voice was cold and carried an absolute warning.

The women straightened up immediately, shame creeping up their spines. For a second, they had almost fallen for his charm.

Almost.

Yue Xiuying's gaze stayed on them for a moment longer, then — she waved her hand.

"Leave. All of you. Now."

The room emptied immediately.

And in the silence that followed—

Yue Xiuying's gaze darkened.

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"Sun Liang, huh… we shall see who devours whom first."