[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan":3,"chapter-turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-138":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},60596,84,"Chapter 138: Ironmist","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-138",138,"\u003Cp>The night stretched on, tense and restless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Few managed to find any real sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Bai Zihan didn’t waste a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After putting everyone in order and giving out tasks, he turned his attention to gathering information—specifically, everything about the city and the world he was in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it seemed odd for someone to ask such basic questions about a place he was supposedly from, he didn’t hold back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Tao sat cross-legged near the fire and began explaining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The city he was teleported to was called Ironmist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once a bustling trade hub, it had grown around a large mining operation just beyond the outer walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mostly iron, but some veins contained useful alchemic minerals, which attracted cultivators and merchants alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The city had even hosted a minor sect branch at one point, though they had withdrawn a year ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ironmist was divided into three distinct layers: the Outer City, Middle Ring, and Inner City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Outer City was the largest and most impoverished, home to workers, traders, and the general population.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Middle Ring was wealthier, filled with workshops, guild branches, and merchant offices. It boasted stronger walls and better-trained guards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s where Bai Zihan and the others were now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Inner City, however, was a fortress in itself. It housed the nobles, high-ranking cultivators, and the City Lord’s Manor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the gates of the Inner City closed, nothing entered or left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its residents were safe and sealed off, leaving everyone else outside to fend for themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Ironmist...)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t a name he was familiar with. Well, there was no way he’d know the name of every city when there were millions in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also asked Hong Tao what year it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Year 237 of the Heaven Cycle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan didn’t know what that meant. It definitely wasn’t the current system to track the year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It also wasn’t the calendar used a thousand years ago—he had learned about that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Perhaps tens of thousands of years... Considering that Immortal Emperor Feilian existed tens of thousands of years ago, that would make sense.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan came to the conclusion that the world he was in—or more specifically, the time period—was likely the same era as Immortal Emperor Feilian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then asked whether there was a Righteous Cultivator Sect or Clan nearby, to which the answer was negative.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was one tens of thousands of miles away but getting reinforcements would take days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention, only those in the Inner City had the means to contact those cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And one should know—cultivators didn’t work for free. They were expensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps the people in the Inner City didn’t even bother contacting the sect, just to save money.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a sense, the situation was hopeless. Reinforcements weren’t something they could count on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then what about the Inner City’s strength? Can they deal with these demonic beasts themselves?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While it wouldn’t be easy, considering the Inner City had much stronger people, better defenses, and superior weapons, Hong Tao answered that they should be able to.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan asked this because if he couldn’t handle the demonic beasts, then he’d have no choice but to involve the people in the Inner City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, whether they volunteered or were made to get involved—that was up to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t want to take such drastic measures yet. The trial’s objective might be to protect the Inner City, after all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t take any chances. And things weren’t desperate enough yet to justify exploiting that option.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day, Bai Zihan set out to kill more demonic beasts, along with a few people whose primary responsibility was to save others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan didn’t just wander to where the beasts were.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the map they had, he picked his destination carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first place he was heading to was a blacksmith’s—hoping to procure better equipment and maybe even a blacksmith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Bai Zihan could get one, he even considered the possibility of making a gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well... whether he could get a blacksmith was already unlikely, not to mention the skills required to craft guns in such a short time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, the trip would be a success as long as he could get weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Tao, meanwhile, went with his four helpers to the same path as yesterday, where Bai Zihan had already killed most of the beasts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They would all return to the shelter before sunset.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan hadn’t gotten far when the first demonic beast appeared—a hulking, four-legged creature with skin like cracked stone and molten eyes that glowed with hunger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan didn’t hesitate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He surged forward, sword flashing. The beast lunged, jaws wide—but it never got the chance to bite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a single, fluid motion, Bai Zihan twisted his body, ducked beneath the strike, and drove his blade into the creature’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A burst of Qi exploded from the impact, and the beast collapsed, its head rolling to the side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The helpers stared for a moment, wide-eyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So fast...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Those demonic beasts are like animals to slaughter before Captain Bai!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We have nothing to fear with Captain by our side!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The helpers Bai Zihan brought were full of confidence after watching him handle what should’ve been a powerful demonic beast so easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They kept moving, cutting through abandoned alleys and shattered buildings, until another beast—a scythe-tailed lizard with bone spines jutting from its back—crawled from the ruins of a toppled watchtower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This one hissed and launched itself at the group, tail slicing through the air like a whip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the others could react, Bai Zihan had already struck with his boar tusk blade, aiming for its head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the scythe-tailed lizard’s focus was on the group and not on Bai Zihan, his attack caught it completely off guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had no chance to defend against the sudden strike and was killed easily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The helpers watched in awe—and also a bit of pity for the beast that died so pathetically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan didn’t waste time standing around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As planned, they followed the route marked on the map, and before long, they stumbled upon a collapsed shop front bearing the faded symbol of a hammer and flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blacksmith’s forge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside, the building was surprisingly intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rusted tools lined the walls, and crates of half-finished weapons were scattered about. Most were junk—but not all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a locked cabinet near the back, Bai Zihan pried open the lock and uncovered several solid weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though none were even Yellow-Graded artifacts, they were well-crafted—reinforced alloy blades, spiked maces, even a few bows with finely woven spiritstring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few suits of armor, though slightly damaged, were still usable. Not elegant, but functional. Durable. Practical.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They couldn’t carry everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"We’ll take what we can,\" Bai Zihan ordered, taking a sword and inspecting the weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Later, we will bring more people.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You mean civilians?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They’ll do. This path’s cleared of beasts—for now. If they move in groups, I can keep them safe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His helpers nodded. They were clearly impressed, but didn’t waste time gawking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before leaving, they also found three survivors—a woman and her two sons—hiding beneath the forge’s cellar. Weak, but alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The group gave them food and helped them walk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to Bai Zihan’s disappointment, none of them were blacksmiths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, his mission to get equipment was at least fulfilled.\u003C\u002Fp>",1215,"2026-05-28T18:17:14.491Z","2026-06-01T04:28:34.960Z",1,"novelbin.me","28bd52a001044c82087bd4f8571b0e5e8087009f8c68a30acc140eb18d12a07b","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-139","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-137",580,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fturns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-cover.jpg"]