[{"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-178":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},60286,84,"Chapter 178: Nie Fengzhuo","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-178",178,"\u003Cp>Word spread fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, no one could hide an explosion like that—not when it lit up half the Bai Clan estate like a miniature sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not when so many eyes had been watching the Bai Clan more than ever since Bai Xinyue obtained the Inheritance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sect spies, rival clan agents, hidden pawns planted long ago—all of them had reported back before the night was over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within hours, the assassination attempt had become public knowledge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the remote village to the bustling capital, the Bai Clan Estate became the eye of a brewing storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By morning, one thing was certain:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone had tried to kill Bai Zihan and Bai Xinyue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And they had failed—miserably!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The news of assassination, along with the news about the Ancient Ruins, had also reached a small town called Cloudbreak Town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main street bustled with travelers, hawkers, and mercenaries loudly bragging about their recent \"near-death\" encounters with powerful monsters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scent of roasted meat and cheap liquor filled the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a tavern nearby, a young man was ordering a simple meal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body—lean and scarred—was covered in charred sigils that pulsed with faint crimson light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His name was Nie Fengzhuo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And once upon a time... he had been engaged to Bai Xueqing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that was a very long time ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Back then, he was a so-called genius of the Nie Clan. Talented. Proud. Destined for greatness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until it all vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cultivation stalled. His reputation fell harder than anyone thought possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Labeled trash. Mocked by the same people who once praised him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His then fiance, Bai Xueqing came along with other Sect Member to break off the engagement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the engagement was broken off, no one was surprised. He was no longer useful—just a burden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But fate hadn’t abandoned him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere in the depths of a ruined volcanic temple, amidst crumbling lava halls and bone-cracked silence, Nie Fengzhuo found something else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What he found... flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pure, unfiltered agony—soul-burning flames that tried to erase him from existence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And instead of dying, he endured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He clawed his way out alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire didn’t consume him. It reforged him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His bones were reborn in flame. His body was rebuilt from ash. His crippled meridians melted and tempered into a new—unstable, volatile, and powerful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That man from before, the discarded fiancé, the laughingstock of the younger generation... had died in those flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What emerged from the fire wasn’t a failure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sharpened by hate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fueled by vengeance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Fengzhuo had shed his skin as trash—and now walked the path of a monster in human form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept cultivating using those flames, despite the pain that he needs to endure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wrapped in an ordinary black cloak, Nie Fengzhuo sat alone at a corner table of the crowded tavern.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was half-covered by a hood, a faint glow from a fire-forged talisman peeking from beneath his robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A steaming bowl of wild boar stew sat untouched before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, his focus was fixed on the loud table behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Did you hear? The Bai Clan actually f*cking did it! They beat back the Demonic Sect!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course I heard, you idiot. Everyone’s heard by now. It’s all over the province!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No one expected Bai Zihan to pull that off though. Didn’t he used to be trash?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, guess what? That ’trash’ crushed Mo Tianji like a dog. Right in front of everyone!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mo Tianji? The strongest of the younger generation in the Demonic Sect?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chatter caused Nie Fengzhou’s attention to be shifted to the group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his drink slowly, taking a small sip, listening carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another man slammed his mug down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But forget Bai Zihan—didn’t they say Bai Xinyue is the one who got the Immortal Emperor’s Inheritance?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A loud gasp followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wasn’t she exiled from the Bai Clan years ago?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yep. But now she’s back. Stronger than ever. They say she’s already in the Spirit Severing Realm!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"F*ck! Spirit Severing Realm?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was a stage most could only dream of reaching. Not something a sixteen-year-old should already touch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But alas, life was unfair. What some could only dream of, others achieved with ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Bai Clan?)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Fengzhuo’s fingers tightened around his cup.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(It seems a lot has changed while I was in seclusion.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood slowly, walked over, and without a word, tossed a gold coin onto their table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conversation halted. One of the mercenaries blinked, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You trying to buy something, brother?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Fengzhuo pulled his hood back just enough to reveal a sharp, confident smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was calm, but with an edge—like a blade just before it’s drawn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. I just want to know everything you were talking about. From the beginning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mercenaries exchanged glances. But hey—gold was gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And this was information everyone already knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them leaned forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’ve been in seclusion or something?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Something like that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh, sit down! I’ll tell you everything you missed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They began talking, telling stories as if they had been there themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nie Fengzhuo absorbed every word like it was being carved into his bones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While they praised the Bai Clan, Nie Fengzhuo could only grow angrier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would’ve been worse if they kept mentioning Bai Xueqing, but to his surprise, her name barely came up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The story of the Ancient Ruins? Mostly centered around Bai Zihan and Bai Xinyue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Well, if her little brother is that terrifying now, she probably isn’t far behind.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he didn’t get much information on the one he wanted revenge against, he learned plenty about others—especially Bai Zihan, Bai Xueqing’s brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Bai Zihan was her brother, then to Nie Fengzhuo, he was also an enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One he might have to face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mercenaries continued, moving on to how the other factions were responding to the Bai Clan—including the assassination attempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most of that bored him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He decided that was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a slight nod, Nie Fengzhuo turned away, leaving the gold coin where it lay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he stepped out into the fading sunlight, the townsfolk continued gossiping, oblivious to the man who had once held the title \"Fiancé of Bai Xueqing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked slowly toward the outskirts of town, his fingers flexing, heat rippling across his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Xueqing...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had mocked him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dismissed him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Treated him like garbage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t the same man anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No longer the ’trash’ who wasn’t her match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had devoured fire, walked through pain, and rebuilt himself from ashes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could he defeat her now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No... not yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the coming days?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was certain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only would he surpass her—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d take back everything she stole from him:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His place in the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if Bai Zihan got in the way?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he’d burn too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just hope you don’t get destroyed before I get to you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1143,"2026-05-28T18:17:14.491Z","2026-06-01T04:28:34.960Z",1,"novelbin.me","b4c965fbdf9fd1c32e04ccd4631211cd6a133858b9d163583d4b313b7c00ebb2","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-179","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-177",580,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fturns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-cover.jpg"]