[{"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-232":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},60440,84,"Chapter 232: Bai Zihan Walks In","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-232",232,"\u003Cp>Inside, the air was thick with dust and darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan stepped casually into the building said to be the Black Lantern Society’s headquarters, his hands still tucked in his sleeves, his eyes calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space was dimly lit by flickering oil lamps mounted on the cracked walls, casting dancing shadows that made the old wooden beams creak like something alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floor was scuffed, bloodstained in places, and the scent of dried herbs barely masked the iron tang that clung to the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were people inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dozen men and women in black clothes and veils lounged around low tables, some sharpening blades, others drinking tea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment the door creaked open behind Bai Zihan, every head turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weapons slid from sleeves. Killing intent flickered like lightning in their eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of them barked, stepping forward, hand already on the hilt of a curved dagger. His voice was hoarse, and a long scar ran down his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another, a tall man leaning against a wooden pillar, narrowed his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You picked the wrong place to wander into, boy. Turn around and you might leave with your legs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of them recognized him—yet. Not in this dim light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Zhanghong entered right behind him, his face pale, sweat on his brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes darted around the room, locking briefly onto a pair of Soul Formation auras lurking in the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were also several Nascent Soul Realms, each reeking of blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Bai Zihan didn’t even glance at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took a step forward. Then another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His tone was soft—barely more than a murmur—but every person in the room heard him clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m here for a conversation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension in the room twisted tighter, like a bowstring pulled to its limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scar-faced man laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A conversation? With whom, exactly?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He still considered Bai Zihan just a young boy who didn’t know where he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan stopped in the center of the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoever’s in charge.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The laughter died down—because their leader, even the most prominent member of the Black Lantern Society, couldn’t be met casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A man seated near the corner froze, squinting hard through the flickering light. He leaned forward, his breath catching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his eyes widened in disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...That’s... That’s Bai Zihan! I must quickly inform the leader.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He immediately stood up and nearly stumbled over his chair in his haste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without a word, he turned and rushed toward the back corridor, vanishing through a door behind a beaded curtain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was going to report to the leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Zhanghong’s heart pounded. This was it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were inside the den. And the wolves were stirring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Bai Zihan’s expression hadn’t changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you even know where you are?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scar-faced man asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan turned his head slightly, meeting the man’s gaze with a calm, steady look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes,\" he said softly. \"Isn’t this the Black Lantern Society’s headquarters?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence that followed was not the silence of confusion, but one of dawning realization—and alarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes widened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tension doubled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wasn’t some lost noble’s son who had wandered into the wrong teahouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew exactly where he was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had come here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On purpose!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scar-faced man from earlier sucked in a sharp breath, his posture tightening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tall man by the pillar now stood fully upright, both hands at the ready, his gaze flicking toward the beaded curtain the informant had disappeared behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the veiled women subtly shifted her position to block the nearest exit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How do you know about this place?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold, harsh voice demanded from the corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another man stepped forward—this one older, broader, with a jagged sword strapped to his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His spiritual aura flickered faintly, not yet released, but unmistakably Soul Formation Realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No one knows this place unless we allow them to know,\" the man said slowly. \"So either you’re lying... or someone told you. And either way—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took another step forward, eyes narrowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"—You’re not leaving this place today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kong Zhanghong swallowed hard. He could feel the pressure rising in the room, like a dam seconds before bursting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Bai Zihan remained completely still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands were still tucked in his sleeves. His posture relaxed. Almost lazy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whether I leave or not,\" Bai Zihan replied, \"depends on whether your leader is willing to come out and talk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The veiled woman laughed sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You still think you’re in a position to ask questions?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"F**K it! I’m going to break every bone in your limbs, and then I’ll ask you again—who told you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scar-faced said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the signal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Half a dozen shadows surged forward in a coordinated motion—blades flashing, talismans igniting mid-air, dark smoke twisting like snakes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Killing intent crashed toward Bai Zihan from all sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan didn’t flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not when blades gleamed in the shadows, not when talismans ignited with ghostly green light, not even when killing intent surged like a crashing wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he let out a soft breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before anyone could react, Bai Zihan was already among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A flick of his sleeve, and the veiled woman slammed into the wall with a choking gasp—blood spraying from her mouth as her dantian cracked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Argh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-What? What happened?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Where is he?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Nascent Soul Realm cultivators couldn’t even see Bai Zihan’s figure and were confused by his sudden appearance and disappearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scar-faced man pointed his finger toward Bai Zihan as he made his own move toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But, a step forward, and the scar-faced man’s curved dagger shattered in his hand before he screamed, his wrist twisted backward at an unnatural angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahhhhh! How is this possible!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scar-faced man was confused as his beloved Profound-Grade dagger was completely destroyed by Bai Zihan’s sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention, he, a Soul Formation Realm expert, was easily defeated like this by someone whose hair isn’t even fully grown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another flick—this time of two fingers—and the tall man by the pillar flew backward, crashing through two tables and groaning as he lay sprawled in the wreckage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was effortless. Clinical. Precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room devolved into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two more assassins—both Nascent Soul cultivators—lunged in from opposite angles, one wielding a chain whip and the other a crescent-shaped glaive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan didn’t even turn his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fingers brushed the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chain shattered into links. The glaive snapped in half mid-swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before either attacker could comprehend what had happened, they were hurled backward by a formless wave of force—crashing hard, ribs shattering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop—!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One of the Soul Formation cultivators at the back shouted, his face pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s Mid Soul Formation at least—no, perhaps High Soul Formation Realm! We need to work together!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other Soul Formation expert cursed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He doesn’t even look twenty—what kind of monster cultivator is this?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The broad man with the jagged sword finally drew his weapon, face grim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t hold back. Move as if to kill him!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword flared with dark-red spiritual Qi as he stepped forward, aura rising like a tide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second Soul Formation cultivator followed, lightning wreathing his palms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They moved together—synchronized and deadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just before they could strike—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t loud, but it cut through the chaos like a blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, everyone froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the two Soul Formation experts halted mid-step, their expressions twisting in hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From behind the beaded curtain, a figure emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was dressed in plain, midnight robes embroidered with silver threads, her long hair tied back with a bone clasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her presence was quiet, but oppressive—a still mountain at midnight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes were narrow, pitch-black, like twin abysses that saw through everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at Bai Zihan. Then at the injured assassins littering the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then back to Bai Zihan again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t expected that in the little time it took to get here, so many of her assassins would be lying on the ground including Soul Formation Realm cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a disgrace to the Black Lantern Society—but also a sign of just how powerful Bai Zihan actually was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no longer any need to debate. The person before her was the famous Bai Zihan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re Bai Zihan,\" she said, her voice low and smooth. \"Heir of the Bai Clan. What are you doing here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan inclined his head, hands still calmly folded in his sleeves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You must be the leader of the Black Lantern Society.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked forward slowly, without fear, but not with arrogance either. Just the deliberate pace of someone used to being in control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My name is Xie Wanshou.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stopped a few paces away from Bai Zihan, meeting his gaze directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I take it this visit of yours... is not random?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan’s lips curved faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. I have questions. About the assassin who tried to kill me and Bai Xinyue a year ago.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Wanshou’s eyes narrowed slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And you think we were responsible?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Perhaps. Even if not,\" Bai Zihan said softly, \"I think your organization knows who it was.\"\u003C\u002Fp>",1511,"2026-05-28T18:17:14.491Z","2026-06-01T04:28:34.960Z",1,"novelbin.me","ff6898c235c237934cdbe3591cff59ce172deac3da952efacc7601c185e870f2","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-233","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-231",580,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fturns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-cover.jpg"]