[{"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-572":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},60630,84,"Chapter 572 Respect for the Dead, Schemes for the Living","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-572",572,"\u003Cp>The forty-nine days passed in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the Desolate Heaven Empire, all celebrations had ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Music disappeared from the streets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Markets quieted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even cultivators restrained their movements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the surface, the Empire mourned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But beneath that stillness... preparations never stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For forty-nine days, blades were sharpened in the dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Princes and princesses made their efforts to bring in more supporters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Schemes were woven behind closed doors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, the day has arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor's funeral!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An invitation was sent to every powerhouse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such an invitation-no one dared to decline, nor did anyone even consider it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Streams of figures moved toward the Imperial Capital.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Experts traveled with overwhelming auras that caused the very air to tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Imperial capital... was filled once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White banners hung across every street.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black cloth draped from towering walls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Incense burned endlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thick, solemn fragrance filled the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very center of the Imperial Palace, the grand funeral hall stood open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was vast and magnificent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet... suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At its heart rested the Emperor's coffin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crafted from ancient spirit wood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adorned with golden carvings of dragons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Symbols of authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Symbols of power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet now, all of it meant nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man within no longer ruled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rows upon rows of officials stood in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heads lowered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Expressions solemn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind them, the princes and princesses stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dressed in mourning attire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black sashes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only the Empress and the Queens cried openly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their voices echoed through the hall, filled with grief and sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mourning hall remained steeped in solemn silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that silence did not last long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one... the great powers began to arrive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each arrival was like. storm pressing into the palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavy footsteps echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Auras spread without restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if each faction was announcing: we are here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And we are not to be underestimated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first to arrive were several mid-tier sects and aristocratic clans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They entered in orderly formations, their elites following behind, their presence steady but restrained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They paid their respects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They bowed before the coffin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even then, their gazes subtly wandered-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Toward rivals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Toward allies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Toward the princes and princesses they supported.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They gave a slight nod to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the atmosphere shifted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A far heavier pressure descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Li Clan had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the forefront stood Li Jianhong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, Grand Elders followed one after another, their presence vast like\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>towering mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, compared to before, there was a subtle difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their numbers were reduced by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone knew, the previous clash involving the Half-Qilin had cost them\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>dearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even so, what remained was more than enough to suppress most forces\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their arrival drew countless glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some wary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some respectful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some calculating. Not long after, another wave of pressure surged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhao Clan!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Wutian stepped forward, his expression calm yet domineering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, their Grand Elders moved like a tide of overwhelming force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More forces followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sect after sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clan after clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each one bringing their strongest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air grew heavier and more suffocating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was no exaggeration to say this gathering had drawn more power than even\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the wars against the Demonic Forces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And most understood why.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was not just about paying respects.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was about their future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, everything changed. A presence descended. The Bai Clan had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the front was Bai Zihan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The new Clan Leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he stepped into the hall, countless gazes locked onto him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was different about Bai Zihan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His appearance had matured, though not drastically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More importantly, his presence had changed completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It felt distant and untouchable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one could quite explain it-but everyone felt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him stood Bai Ren.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And beside him, Bai Tianheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The former Clan Leader.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first glance, nothing seemed unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Tianheng had some relationship with the Emperor, so it wasn't strange that\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he would appear even if he had been in seclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to those with sharp perception-especially those in the Immortal Realm-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>their expressions changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A whisper spread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look... Bai Tianheng...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's different...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He has entered the Immortal Realm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shock rippled silently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So he succeeded...\" \"Well, it was to be expected. With the Mu Clan behind them... do you really\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>think they lack the Heavenly Ascension Tempering Pill?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But now, the Bai Clan has another Immortal Realm cultivator.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few exchanged glances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their thoughts shifted instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bai Clan had grown even stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relief soon followed among many.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...It seems the Bai Clan has no intention of participating in the battle for the\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>throne.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's for the best!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If they stepped in... everything would be over.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A quiet exhale passed through more than one faction. Looking at how the Bai Clan had only Bai Ren and Bai Tianheng present,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>everyone could see they had no intention of meddling in the struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, they would have brought far more of their strongest members to intimidate others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because everyone knew-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the Bai Clan chose a side...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There would be no balance left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bai Alliance held more than half of the Empire's powerhouses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One word from them could shift the entire outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet their stance remained unchanged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It didn't matter who they supported-because the Bai Clan supported no one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan didn't even mention opposing Yu Feiyan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew that if she truly wanted their support, words alone would not stop it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to appear uninvolved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better to let her lower her guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He then stepped forward with his father and Bai Ren.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Step by step, he advanced toward the coffin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, he stood before the Emperor's coffin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up close, the figure within was clearer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once-mighty ruler of the Desolate Heaven Empire now lay utterly still.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face was pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His aura completely extinguished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet that faint trace of unwillingness still lingered between his brows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if even in death, he could not let go.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan lowered his gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he bowed in respect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a man who had once stood at the peak of an empire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he straightened, his eyes lingered on the Emperor's face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not know what the Emperor's final moments had been like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether they were filled with regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With helplessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or with acceptance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew what kind of person the Emperor had been while alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cautious!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Always seeking balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Always trying to maintain stability-even if that stability was fragile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if it was temporary, even if it was not true peace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was still something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a world like this... that alone was not easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very least, the Emperor had delayed chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in doing so, he had kept countless common lives from being dragged into\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>conflict.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was worthy of acknowledgement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan's gaze softened slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if the Emperor had been wary of the Bai Clan...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he had sought to suppress their growing influence... That too was understandable. From his position, it was only natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no personal resentment in it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only opposing roles. Opposing responsibilities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, he had been a ruler doing what he believed was necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing less.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not to mention, hating the dead is useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bai Zihan looked once more at the faint trace of unwillingness etched upon the\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor's face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I hope you find peace in the afterlife.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>***\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall gradually settled as everyone finished paying their respect to the dead\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The weight of countless gazes, countless intentions, pressed invisibly upon the\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, the funeral began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A deep, resonant bell tolled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each strike echoed through the vast hall, spreading outward like ripples,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>carrying with it the finality of an era's end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All voices ceased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All movements stilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the forefront, ceremonial officials stepped forward in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their expressions were solemn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their movements precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ancient rites, passed down through generations, were carried out without the\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>slightest deviation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Incense was offered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kneeling rites were performed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prayers for the departed Emperor echoed softly through the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the surface... everything was dignified and orderly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But beneath that, the undercurrents were far more telling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because as the ceremony progressed... The positions of each faction became increasingly clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where one stood determined everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind certain princes and princesses, powerful figures gathered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing slightly closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their presence alone was enough to signal allegiance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No words needed to be spoken. Everyone understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no longer just a funeral.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a silent declaration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A choosing of sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Qingya, the Fourth Princess, stood with composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her, representatives from powerful sects-most notably those aligned\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>with Frost Lily Pavilion-remained quietly present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold and Elegant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Longxuan, the Seventh Prince, carried a different aura entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a storm waiting to erupt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those aligned with Crimson Thunder Palace stood not far from him, their presence aggressive even in restraint.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wenzhao, the Third Prince, maintained a calm and steady demeanor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the forces behind him were anything but simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most notably, the Heaven Suppression Pavilion, long known to support him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, Yu Feiyan, the Ninth Princess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her rise had not gone unnoticed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind her stood a mix unlike any other. Those from neutral sects and independent factions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unpredictable force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One that many found difficult to measure. These four stood out clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Undeniably the strongest contenders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet, there was something equally important.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The absence of certain presences.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The top three clans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of them stood behind any prince or princess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the Li Clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the Zhao Clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And most importantly, not the Bai Clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stood apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Detached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Observing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This alone sent waves of quiet relief through many factions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the forefront, Yu Zidi, the First Prince.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood slightly ahead of the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Throughout the ceremony, he moved with authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spoke when needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Directed the proceedings when required. Everything he did was exactly what a crown prince would do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And the court responded to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ministers deferred to him naturally. Officials awaited his instructions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without the title, he was already stepping into the role. It was clear that\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the whole court supports the crown prince to become the new Emperor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In terms of external clan support...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not appear the strongest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But within the Imperial Court itself, his advantage was undeniable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the final rites continued...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As incense burned down to ash...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the bell tolled once more, a single thought echoed silently in the hearts of all\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Emperor had been buried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The battle for the throne has begun!\u003C\u002Fp>",1745,"2026-05-28T18:17:30.123Z","2026-06-01T04:28:34.960Z",1,"novelbin.me","aa334fc637eae12e3b570c47ef55497afaee55a64cbafbe04bf99a0f2cae5aab","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-573","turns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-chapter-571",580,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fturns-out-i-m-in-a-villain-clan-cover.jpg"]