[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-really-am-a-villain":3,"chapter-i-really-am-a-villain-i-really-am-a-villain-chapter-1279":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Really Am A Villain",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1434104,1885,"Chapter 1279 - Miss Jing Returns","i-really-am-a-villain-chapter-1279",1279,"\u003Cp>“Brother-in-law, Zhaodi, with the bond we share, I know you’d never betray me,” Shu Long said with a sly grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t you see your brother storm off in a rage just now?” Wu Zhaodi shot back impatiently. “Your Shu Heavenly Clan really doesn’t have a single peaceful day, does it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be mad,” Shu Long laughed. “You’ll see a good show soon.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What kind of show?” Xu Zimo asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The disciples of the Three Luan Holy Lands are going to spar with our Shu Heavenly Clan,” Shu Long said with an eager smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh? Then you should go up. We’ll cheer for you,” Wu Zhaodi said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Me? Go up there? I’d only embarrass myself,” Shu Long said quickly, waving his hands. “Even though it’s supposed to be a friendly match, neither side wants to lose. Our family will definitely send my brother, and that’s when you’ll get to see him get beaten.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And what if your brother wins?” Xu Zimo asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then he wins. I don’t lose anything,” Shu Long shrugged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three of them turned their attention toward the courtyard, where it seemed the Shu Heavenly Clan and the Three Luan Holy Lands had already agreed to begin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, the Shu Heavenly Clan’s representative was Shu Hu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the Three Luan Holy Lands came a spear-wielding man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lin Dong,” the man announced himself curtly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I ask Brother Lin to show mercy,” Shu Hu said politely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In battle, one should fight with full strength,” Lin Dong replied coolly. “Mercy has no place here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then don’t blame me for showing none either,” Shu Hu smiled in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He held a blue-bladed sword three feet long, its aura rippling like the deep ocean, vast, boundless, and alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Deep Sea Three Forms!” Shu Hu called out, taking his stance. With the first form, Flood Dragon Emerges, his sword surged upward like a dragon soaring toward the heavens, striking fiercely at Lin Dong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lin Dong remained unflinching. The tip of his spear rippled like water, emitting waves of killing intent sharp enough to pierce the void.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When spear and sword collided, the dragon of sword-light was completely shattered, its body torn through by Lin Dong’s strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, blade met spear, and their eyes met, both sharp as the weapons they wielded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stab him! Stab him!” Shu Long shouted gleefully from the sidelines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who do you think will win?” Wu Zhaodi asked Xu Zimo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoever fears death less will win,” Xu Zimo replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their strengths were almost evenly matched; fighting head-on would lead nowhere. Only someone ruthless enough to risk their own life could seize victory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Zhaodi nodded slightly, agreeing with his assessment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the battle heated up, it became clear that Lin Dong possessed a brutal edge, he fought without hesitation. Shu Hu, on the other hand, valued his life too much. Whenever faced with a move that might cause mutual injury, he would retreat rather than trade blows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the end, Shu Hu was clearly being overpowered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your brother’s about to lose,” Wu Zhaodi said dryly, glancing at the gleeful Shu Long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had barely finished speaking when the fight reached its climax. The two figures crossed paths in a blur, and Lin Dong suddenly reached out, gripping Shu Hu’s blue sword with his bare hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring the pain and blood, he thrust the spear toward Shu Hu’s forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dong’er, stop,” Qi Kuangyin said calmly, sipping his tea at just the right moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spear halted less than an inch from Shu Hu’s brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Dong withdrew the weapon, his hand dripping blood from where he’d grasped the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s only a friendly match,” Qi Kuangyin said with a light smile. “Though blades have no eyes, we shouldn’t take lives here.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Indeed,” Shu Hai replied, his expression stiff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shu Hu, having just brushed against death, was still visibly shaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The people of Sun-Sword County aren’t much to look at,” Lin Dong said coldly. “They’d do better joining the Three Luan Holy Lands, that’s where true strength lies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There are many talented young people in Sun-Sword County,” Shu Hai said with a forced laugh. “You might be offending quite a few with those words.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If they exist, I’d welcome the challenge,” Lin Dong replied indifferently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since the mistress of Drunken Red Dust Garden is present,” Shu Hai said, smoothly turning the attention toward Gongsun Muyu, “I imagine her sword dancers must include some remarkable talents.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gongsun Muyu, who had remained silent until then, gave a faint smile. “We’re merely entertainers, victory and defeat mean little to us. But if the Three Luan Holy Lands wishes to exchange pointers, we won’t refuse.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then please, grant me the honor,” Lin Dong said, bowing slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was eager to prove himself, knowing full well the true reason their sect had come here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hong,” Gongsun Muyu said calmly, “go and spar with him.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the young women who had performed earlier stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore embroidered shoes and a bright red hanfu, her hair tied into two small braids.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most notably, she held a wooden practice sword, not even a real blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I can give you time to fetch a proper sword,” Lin Dong said, his tone dismissive. “Wouldn’t want to be accused of bullying you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If your speed is fast enough, even a blade of grass can kill,” the maid said coolly. “The weapon doesn’t matter.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Confident, are you? Then let’s begin,” Lin Dong said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment the words left his mouth, he felt a sudden chill on his neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, he reached up and touched the side of his throat. Blood trickled down his fingers, only a shallow cut, but deep enough to make his point clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could have taken his head if she’d wanted to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he hadn’t even seen when she moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the strike, the red-clad maid showed no pride, no emotion at all. She simply turned and walked back to her place, as if she had done something utterly ordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder Qi, forgive the disturbance,” Gongsun Muyu said lightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no, quite the opposite. I’m enlightened,” Qi Kuangyin laughed, shaking his head. “Truly, there’s always someone stronger, a sky beyond every sky. Dong’er, you can’t complain about losing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Dong took a deep breath. Though unwilling, he had no argument.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The night deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a void so dark that nothing could be seen, Miss Jing sat cross-legged upon a lotus seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was like the first crescent moon, her form bathed in a silvery glow that pierced the surrounding darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Abyssal Tyrant is dead,” came a voice from the shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Jing slowly opened her eyes, a surge of immense power radiating from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And him?” she asked softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“He died as well,” the voice replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just like that?” she said, her tone full of disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll investigate further,” the voice continued. “I don’t quite believe it myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Jing was silent for a long time before asking, “What of the Heavenly Court?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The message was sent,” the voice answered, “but word has come that the Mirage Tides Heaven rejected our proposal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They refused?” Miss Jing said in surprise. “How dare they?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With the Lord of Death on their side,” the voice said grimly, “what do they have to fear?”\u003C\u002Fp>",1208,"2026-06-06T01:07:13.278Z",1,"novelbin.me","bff2144efcb64cc7d4ebf7a310521f88658ed8501aadaae071c5d75067d35c1b","i-really-am-a-villain-chapter-1280","i-really-am-a-villain-chapter-1278",1822,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-really-am-a-villain-cover.jpg"]