I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 1198 - 1197 Discussion of the Nine Mountain Ghosts, Atop the Solitary Peak
Chapter 1198 -1197 Discussion of the Nine Mountain Ghosts, Atop the Solitary Peak
Blood splattered across the void, and Ye Mi was cleaved in half.
Yet even split in two, his body continued writhing, slowly healing bit by bit.
“You dare kill me within the Nine Ghosts Academy,” Ye Mi forced down his panic and asked.
“If you dare, why shouldn’t I?” Xu Zimei retorted.
He slowly raised the Tyrant Shadow, lifting the blade high above his head.
“Dean, save me!” Ye Mi hastily shouted toward the void.
“Young Master Xu, please hold your hand,” Wu Daozi’s voice rang out.
Soon, a massive hand tore through the Firmament, and Wu Daozi’s ethereal figure floated forward.
“Dean Wu, when did you develop the habit of peeping?” Xu Zimei laughed.
“I just arrived, Young Master Xu, don’t misunderstand,” Wu Daozi’s expression stiffened briefly before forcing a smile.
“Oh? Is there something you need?” Xu Zimei asked.
“Ye Mi acted rashly. I’ll apologize on his behalf,” Wu Daozi replied.
“But he cannot be killed.”
“Why can’t he be killed?” Xu Zimei countered.
“This is the Nine Ghosts Academy,” Wu Daozi explained.
“So impressive, but unfortunately, it fails to frighten me,” Xu Zimei chuckled.
“Young Master Xu, think carefully before you answer,” Wu Daozi said, his smile fading.
“This favor—whether you want to give it or not—you must give it.”
As Wu Daozi spoke, he waved his right hand.
The entire academy seemed to resonate with a mysterious force spreading outward, rippling through the void.
The Firmament appeared guided, clouds converged and winds gathered, while all other things fell silent and lifeless.
“Red, yellow, green, blue, black…,” a kaleidoscope of colors intertwined, gradually spiraling upward, rushing into the void.
All the hues merged, forming a vivid watercolor painting.
The scenery, though breathtaking, contained an overwhelming power that inspired awe.
Underneath the immaculate sky, Wu Daozi stood, his fiery gaze locked on Xu Zimei.
He declared, “If you strike him down, today the Nine Ghosts Academy will wage a battle to the death against you.”
Wu Daozi waved his right hand again, summoning a stone ring.
From the ring radiated a strong aura imbued with Holy Power.
“This is the Nine Ghosts Ring. If I crush it, I can summon the Nine Mountain Ghost Lords directly.
Have you thought this through?”
Upon hearing Wu Daozi’s words, Xu Zimei smiled faintly and replied, “Then go ahead, crush it and see.”
Wu Daozi’s gaze sharpened. He squinted his eyes and pondered in silence for a long time.
Finally, he crushed the ring with his bare hands.
With a loud “bang,” the stone ring shattered, releasing a thick swirl of Ghost Qi that surged skyward.
The Ghost Qi disappeared into the clouds, forming a Heaven-Shaking pillar that seemed to reach no end.
……
Far away in the Firmament above, jade steps floated suspended in the void.
Atop those jade steps stood several masked figures.
Behind each of the nine figures lay a circular gear.
The gears spun slowly as though they reflected the fates of all living beings.
The nine masked figures were further obscured by black robes that enveloped their forms entirely.
Their presence carried an air of profound mystery.
As the Ghost Qi from the Nine Ghosts Ring surged upward, it descended onto the jade steps.
The originally white jade steps instantly transformed into black.
After a long heavy silence, one of the masked figures finally spoke, “The Nine Ghosts Academy is calling for help?”
His gaze pierced through the mask, traversing time and space.
It sailed through the infinite void and settled upon the Nine Ghosts Academy below.
“What’s the situation?” another masked figure asked.
His voice was magnetic—rich, yet piercing.
“It’s that man again,” one of the figures snorted coldly.
“It seems Yan Gui has suffered greatly at his hands,” someone nearby chuckled softly.
“If you’re not convinced, why don’t you try him yourself?” Yan Gui replied flatly.
“So, how should this matter be handled?” another voice inquired.
“Whoever’s willing can deal with it,” Yan Gui answered.
“There are three Great Saints guarding him. Defeating him alone is impossible.”
“Wouldn’t it require all nine of us to step in?”
“That’s not the point. The main concern is that Lord Thousand Calamities has ordered us not to interfere in his affairs.”
“What does that mean? As long as he doesn’t destroy the Nine Ghosts Academy, we just let it be, right?”
“Why don’t you ask Lord Thousand Calamities yourself? I dare not interpret the order recklessly.”
The nine figures fell into heated debate. After some disputes, they finally reached a consensus.
………
Within the Nine Ghosts Academy, Wu Daozi knelt in the void, waiting for the arrival of the Nine Mountain Ghosts.
But no figures appeared after a long while.
Eventually, the void before him split open, and a scroll of instruction flew out.
Wu Daozi paused for a moment before catching the scroll.
As he read its contents, his pupils contracted sharply, and he fell silent for a long time, gradually regaining his composure.
“So? Where are your Mountain Ghost Lords?” Xu Zimei asked.
“Dean Wu,” Ye Mi looked at him with desperate hope.
“You…” Wu Daozi remained silent for a long time before finally flicking his sleeve and departing.
“Take care of yourself.”
Watching Wu Daozi’s retreating figure, Ye Mi froze in place.
Cold sweat poured down his forehead.
“Dean Wu, you can’t do this! This was clearly your order!”
As Wu Daozi ignored him, Ye Mi turned towards Xu Zimei, urgently pleading, “It was his command, not mine.”
“Who gave the orders is irrelevant. What matters is, you stepped forward,” Xu Zimei said with a smile.
“Once you stretch out your neck, you have to take a blade.”
As his words fell, the Tyrant Shadow in his hand descended.
No matter how Ye Mi frantically dodged, it was all in vain.
With one strike, not only his head fell, but even his Divine Soul was seized.
Looking at the Divine Soul hovering in the void, Xu Zimei unleashed the Profound Meaning of thunder and fire attributes.
Thunderous explosions echoed endlessly.
With the thunder extinguished, the Divine Soul dissipated into smoke.
After killing Ye Mi, Xu Zimei glanced up at the Firmament overhead.
A faint smile curved the corner of his lips.
Then he descended from the void, turned to Jiang Mozi and the others, and said, “Let’s go.”
“Young Master Xu, your great kindness—we will never forget,” Jiang Mozi and the gathered members of Heavenly Saint Academy knelt before him in unison.
Xu Zimei made a slight waving gesture.
He led the group toward the Nine Ghosts Academy’s gates, and no one tried to stop them again.
……
The gates of the Nine Ghosts Academy were indeed imposing.
They were shaped like a massive ghostly head, with its mouth serving as the exit.
Passing through the gates, the surrounding scenery became far more expansive.
The area was a solitary peak.
Looking around, the surroundings were all mountain ranges—some towering high like Qin Tian, others descending low like valleys.
A breeze swept by in spirals from above, falling gently onto the gathered few.
“Where should we head next?” Xie Changliu asked.
