[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system":3,"chapter-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-89":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Villain of Fate: The Tyrant System",{"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},560595,810,"Chapter 89: The Thread Beneath the Beating Heart","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-89",89,"\u003Cp>The Thread Beneath the Beating Heart\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smoke-thin, her voice faded out. Amara Ravenswood spoke as if balancing on a breath. Uncertainty curled through each syllable. Almost breakable, the silence followed. Fragile echoes stayed behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of nowhere, she offered some awkward explanation involving \"help\" along with aligning pressure spots on energy lines. Everyone in the space just froze, eyes flickering in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian D’Aurelius blinked too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They called me... to lend a hand?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The patriarch lay motionless beneath the silk quilt. His breathing was shallow, chest rising unevenly. The room smelled of medicinal herbs and anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian stepped closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Amara couldn’t identify the problem. That alone was terrifying. She was the heir to the Miracle Medicine Record, a once-in-a-generation prodigy of Ancient medicine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of illness leaves her confused?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instinctively, Julian focused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His golden eyes sharpened, attention narrowing like a blade. He let the noise fade—the murmurs, the shuffling feet, the faint ticking of the antique clock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He scanned the patriarch’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing abnormal on the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No visible toxins in the nervous system.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No meridian blockage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No organ rupture.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be that after the De Dominicis household plot collapsed, the story forced the Obsidian Kings to step in as divine doctor and fix everything?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the first time he had encountered something like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In previous transmigrations, he never survived past the first segment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either dead on arrival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or alive for two or three hours before being slaughtered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was new territory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He focused deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A golden thread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It coiled around the patriarch’s heart like a living filament of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t nerve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It pulsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Strange... what is this golden thread? How did it wrap around the old man’s heart?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The filament tightened faintly, then loosened, as if breathing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s scalp tingled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Damn... it even moves. Isn’t this Evan’s Bright Life Sucking Leach?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heartbeat skipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Bright Life Sucking Leach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A parasitic spiritual organism cultivated through forbidden methods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t poison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t conventional Black Magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was worse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leach entered through skin contact—usually via a small wound or through food infused with spiritual medium. Once inside, it attached itself to the heart, feeding slowly on vitality while releasing microscopic pulses that mimic organ failure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The victim would appear to suffer natural systemic collapse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within twenty-four hours—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when the host died?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leach would dissolve into nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No evidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No trace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No crime.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect murder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[This thing is extremely insidious. Once it enters the human body, the host is guaranteed to die within twenty-four hours.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[After the host dies, this thing will self-dissolve, leaving no evidence behind.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian’s jaw tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Evan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course it was him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[To save the patriarch, either Evan has to come personally to remove the leach... or we can try the secret recipe from the Miracle Medicine Record.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Using night-blooming mugwort, frost lotus pollen, crimson vine bark, powdered obsidian resin, black mountain saffron... thirteen herbs total to refine into cleansing incense.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[The smoke must penetrate the lungs and force the parasite to surface.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[I’ll find a way to secretly remind them later. We can’t let the patriarch die no matter what.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment those thoughts passed through his mind—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca De Dominicis stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So did Amara.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their eyes flicked up simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They both heard it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The same thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a fraction of a second, their gazes collided.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And in that silent exchange, understanding bloomed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could both hear Julian’s inner thoughts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca’s breath caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So that’s why Amara insisted on bringing him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn’t assistance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was access to truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I just thought of a remedy,\" Amara said quickly, masking the storm in her chest. \"Let someone fetch the herbs for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her voice regained its composure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She grabbed paper and began writing rapidly—the exact formula she had just heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Night-blooming mugwort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frost lotus pollen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crimson vine bark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Obsidian resin powder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Black mountain saffron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ash-root.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White cedar gum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Star anise ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three-leaf bitterwort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amber dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wrote all thirteen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A servant ran immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amara inhaled slowly, mind racing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Miracle Medicine Record’s lost prescriptions were no ordinary formulas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were weapons disguised as remedies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since Amara has a treatment plan,\" Bianca said, forcing steadiness into her voice, \"let’s go out and rest for now. Let her take care of Grandpa.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reluctantly, the family members filed out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan lingered for half a heartbeat longer than necessary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes narrowed faintly at Julian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian glanced around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So... there’s nothing for me to do?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was still wondering how to subtly hint at the leach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There is,\" Bianca said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her hand shot out, gripping his wrist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have something to discuss with you. Come with me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her grip was firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian allowed himself to be pulled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Why so serious? Is there something important she wants to tell me?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The small garden outside was dimly lit. Lanterns cast warm halos across stone paths. Wind brushed through bamboo leaves, whispering like distant secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca stopped near a carved stone bench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pulled him down beside her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, she didn’t speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her shoulders trembled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think something’s wrong with my grandpa,\" she said quietly. \"He was perfectly healthy... and suddenly this happened. Do you think he was poisoned?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her red eyes were glossy now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the heiress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a granddaughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Julian nodded slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I think it’s possible,\" he replied. \"But we still need to investigate carefully.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice was calm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Measured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[It’s not poison. It’s a Bright Life Sucking Leach.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[The leach requires proximity to implant. If Evan didn’t come here personally... then it’s probably that idiot Ryan.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bianca’s fingers tightened around the stone bench.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her nails dug into her palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ryan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wind grew colder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somewhere inside the house, the patriarch’s breathing rattled faintly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for the first time that night—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The De Dominicis estate felt like a battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only this war was invisible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And something was already feeding at the heart of it.\u003C\u002Fp>",1011,"2026-05-30T15:14:55.253Z","2026-06-01T04:31:33.482Z",1,"novelbin.me","2235fd9340b6237171f6fdef558f0d68fe1355bfd5870676b62e7aa377e09b43","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-90","villain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-chapter-88",232,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fvillain-of-fate-the-tyrant-system-cover.jpg"]