Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 433 - 269: Hello, I’m Here to Save the Harem from Fire_2

Chapter 433: Chapter 269: Hello, I’m Here to Save the Harem from Fire_2

"Fiery Qilin Phoenix Stride!"

With a low shout, Li Fire coursed along her arm, yet Yan Yurou still chose not to dodge; instead, she thrust directly at the face.

Boom!

The Li Fire exploded in that instant.

The tremendous force left a huge, deep pit on the ground, with flames spurting up to ten-plus meters high. The splashing fire and flying grit crackled in the surrounding bamboo forest, no one would’ve thought that this seemingly fragile young lady actually harbored such a terrifying trump card.

The fearsome aura and the surges of fire rendered the man speeding from afar completely dumbfounded.

Staring at the terrifying scene, he stood frozen, his mouth agape, almost dislocating his jaw in shock.

What the hell is this NM thing?

"Fuck."

He swallowed hard.

He knew long ago that each of these two ancestors was not simple; both women had held back during their previous fights with him, but you guys have really...

"So when you fought with me before it wasn’t just going easy, it was like opening the floodgates?"

He began to question his life.

For a moment, he felt the urge to turn and run.

Especially when a firestorm whipped up in the center of the field, Phoenix Feather soared through the air like a meteor. Meanwhile, Cen Yueyue’s Magic Treasures in her hand, each golden hairpin a rare gem, raced alongside. As the Southern Border Saintess, it was impossible for the treasures in her hand to be limited.

Yan Yurou was equally unyielding. Even from a distance, one could see the space that was completely distorted and refracted. The burning bamboo blazed dozens of meters up in the sky, while the rising flames mysteriously appeared beneath one’s feet.

The most terrifying part of Taixu Daoist Skill for the spellcaster is the astonishing spatial imagination and 3D construction ability, like a magic cube rotating in one’s hand. You must be able to scramble the cube and then restore it accurately while remembering each step, as well as the areas linked to every small section around them.

Once the sequence is messed up, or if you fail to remember, it’s very likely to harm oneself.

For example, when Cen Yueyue noticed the pattern, she had already begun to prepare for a counterattack using its features, swinging out tens of tail feathers to pinpoint the location and find the fatal flaw in one strike.

The benefits and drawbacks of this bidirectional nature are starkly apparent. If played well, it’s being a three-dimensional space domain Great God, outmaneuvering others, able to travel to three directions at any corner, handling the opponent like walking a dog.

Played poorly, and you’re standing still, puzzled by what the others are doing, then suddenly a stone thrown by someone smashes right through your skull.

Even within the Taixu Sect, no one had ever seen her serious demeanor, let alone her exquisite Taiyi Daoist Skill.

You should know that Yan Yurou was famously indifferent at the Taixu Sect. She didn’t take sparring with fellow disciples seriously regarding winning or losing; what mattered to her was whether the bout could bring her progress. Victory or defeat was not important to her.

On the contrary, many times, to cheer up those brothers... no, by seniority, they should be called nephews.

In order to make those nephews older than her happy and to satisfy their competitive spirit, she would usually just play with them for a bit, doing a touch of scientific research, trying out new moves, then quickly concede defeat.

Yes, concede defeat. She hadn’t won in the sect a single time since her arrival.

For Yan Yurou, conceding didn’t matter anyway, but for the other disciples in the Mountain Gate, losing to a newcomer like her would inevitably result in nagging and reprimanding from elders. Unless necessary, she wouldn’t be serious.

Her carefree style was somewhat similar to Jiang Feng’s, although her character was indeed largely influenced by her fiancé. No matter how strained their relationship, or whatever the outcome in the future, nothing could change the fact that they had lived together for sixteen years.

She had only been serious twice during her years of secluded cultivation at the Taixu Sect.

The first time was at the beginning of the year during the sect’s grand martial arts competition. It was in preparation for Phoenix Heavenly Cave’s return in two years; the sect would undoubtedly select a batch of talented elite disciples to participate.

She originally had no interest, but she knew someone would definitely go. With her years of understanding Jiang Feng, she was certain he wouldn’t miss it, whether for his own reasons or due to external pressures.

So, she took it a bit more seriously, casually ranked in the top ten without using her Magic Treasures, secured a spot for herself, and then chose to concede on the spot.

The second time was when she left the Mountain Gate.

Last year, her opportunity to return home was missed due to cultivation. Yan Yurou was very family-oriented. Even upon entering the Immortal Sect, she would often write letters home—they were her family, the people who had raised her since she was little.

Now the sect’s martial arts competition was over, and naturally, it was time for her to visit home, firstly to pay tribute to her grandfather, and secondly to see if there were any changes at home, and incidentally, to weed out the dangerous elements around her home.

She did not have the ability before, but now that she did, she naturally planned to remove the potential threats of Evil Cultivators and heretics lurking around Qingshui County to create a better environment for her family.

Of course, such a long trip home would make the Sect Master and her fellow disciples of the sect worry. Seniority sure was ridiculous; the current Sect Master had to address her as junior sister, the same as those Squad Leaders.

And those third-generation disciples were the most unfortunate. They were the direct disciples of the Squad Leaders, almost all of them centuries-old, holding positions like Stewards or Chiefs in the sect, yet they had to call Yan Yurou...