The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!-Chapter 198: Rewrite the Dao, Grope the Master, Conquer the World!

"Oh, that? Yeah, I did some tweaks."

Bai Yujian raised an eyebrow. "Tweaks?"

Su Xiaobai’s grin widened.

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How Su Xiaobai Created His Insane Sword Intent...

After getting pissed that he couldn’t use normal Sword Intent due to a lack of specialized energy signatures, Su Xiaobai figured out the problem—Qi Cultivation Techniques.

Sword Intent usually relied on a cultivator’s Qi, which was fine for sword freaks who followed proper paths, but Su Xiaobai?

He only had a Body Cultivation Technique.

Big problem.

So he asked Hu Jiao’er to get him a solid Qi Cultivation Technique, something that would work well with his monstrous body.

She delivered.

The Astral Tyrant Codex.

A stellar energy-based technique—just like his Starslayer Body Arts.

And that’s when a thought hit him.

Instead of using Sword Intent from the world like every other dumbass…

What if he channeled it directly from celestial bodies?

How Su Xiaobai "Tweaked" His Sword Intent...

Step 1: Normal Sword Qi? Fuck that. Instead, he infused Astral Energy into it.

— Astral Sword Qi. Sharper, stronger, specialized.

Step 2: Normal Sword Aura? Lame. Instead of a regular sword aura that slashes, he used the gravity of stars to crush his enemies.

— Astral Sword Aura. It doesn’t cut—you just fucking die from the pressure.

Step 3: Sword Intent? Yeah, let’s break that too.

Three Levels of Su Xiaobai’s Insane Sword Intent (So Far)

First Level: Normal sword freaks have "Cutting the Stone."

— Su Xiaobai? "Tearing the Firmament."

>He tears the air itself, creating an unstable vacuum burst after the tear, dealing delayed explosive damage.

Second Level: Others have "Splitting Trees."

—Su Xiaobai? "Shattering the Earth."

>He uses destructive force to collapse everything beneath him.

>Instead of "splitting," he obliterates terrain itself.

Third Level: Other sword dummies have "Slicing Metal."

— Su Xiaobai? "Celestial’s Decree."

>He borrows the radiance of the Sun, the cold brilliance of the Moon, and the vast power of the stars.

>His Sword Intent transforms into an unavoidable, absolute judgment.

>No defense. No escape.

[What He’s Working on Now: Fourth Level]

Normal sword cultivators have… "Splitting the River."

Su Xiaobai?

He’s trying to extend the gravitational pull of celestial bodies to the point where he could split the world itself.

The name?

"World-Splitting Monarch."

Once mastered—rivers, valleys, and even entire landmasses could be split apart.

Because why stop at cutting a river, when you could slice a fucking continent?

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Bai Yujian’s fingers tightened ever so slightly.

She had thought her Sword Intent was at the peak of mastery.

But this?

This wasn’t mastery.

This was madness.

"You created your own technique?"

The realization slammed into her like a meteorite.

This beast, this insufferable bastard, who wasn’t even thirty fucking years old, had just written his own technique.

Just like that.

If he put it into a scroll, it would sell like hotcakes. No, scratch that—it would turn into a holy scripture for the entire sword cultivation world.

Su Xiaobai blinked. "Uh... Maybe?"

Only now did he realize it himself.

Oh.

Wait.

He accidentally created his own technique.

Bai Yujian’s eye twitched.

Her lips parted, then closed, then parted again.

What the hell was this man?

"Su Xiaobai, this is dangerous… How could you…!"

Her voice cracked with sheer disbelief.

She had never heard of a Nascent Soul cultivator creating techniques.

Even Immortals took thousands of years before they dared to write a technique of their own.

And even then, it was fucking dangerous.

Miss one step?

Boom. Your cultivation? Gone.

Fuck up the foundation?

Boom. Your soul shattered.

Create a technique wrong?

Boom. You die like a dumbass who tried eating a forbidden pill for fun.

Bai Yujian wasn’t just shocked—she was horrified.

This bastard didn’t even think about the consequences.

He could have destroyed his entire cultivation or killed himself outright.

She had to remind him of the dangers before this reckless lunatic ended up exploding in a tragic yet hilarious accident.

Su Xiaobai?

He just listened.

To be frank, he didn’t give a shit.

It was no big deal.

He had already inherited after an Immortal King-level being, the Internal Emperor—creating techniques wasn’t even shocking to him anymore.

Once Bai Yujian finished her lecture, she still stared at him.

Like she was looking at a lunatic handling radioactive material with his bare hands, grinning like a dumbass, completely unaware he was about to die a painful death in a few years.

She was fucking worried.

Her eyes turned watery, her teeth sinking into her lower lip.

And then—

"Are you angry at me for scolding you?"

Her voice trembled slightly.

She wasn’t sure why she cared so much—but she did.

"Su Xiaobai… I apologize.

I shouldn’t have done that.

I just… lost myself.

I am not a good master…

You don’t need to do this."

Her words cracked.

Her prideful demeanor slipped.

She was truly apologizing.

Su Xiaobai blinked.

Was he angry about it? Yeah, at the time. But now? He had already fucking forgotten about it. If she hadn’t reminded him, he wouldn’t have remembered at all.

But since she was offering an apology—

Well...Might as well milk it for what it’s worth. Su Xiaobai’s arms moved before he even thought about it.

He hugged her.

Tightly.

Her entire soft body pressed into his chest, his fingers curling around her waist.

Bai Yujian froze....Completely.

Su Xiaobai leaned in slightly, his breath tickling her ear, his voice low and shameless.

"Master, there’s no need for fuss.

Who says you can’t teach me? Maybe I’m just a bad learner.

Forget about this master-disciple nonsense.

Didn’t you see the Celestial Weaver and the White Jade Sword?

We’re destined to be Dao partners—can’t you see it?"

Bai Yujian’s breath caught for a split second before she pulled back, her lips curling into a bitter smile.

"You scoundrel disciple, now you’re calling me ’Master’? After all this time? And only now—when I’m leaving?"

Her tone was light, teasing even, but her eyes told a different story.

She wasn’t a sentimental person.

But today—when Su Xiaobai asked if she had family connected to Emperor Tian Yu—she had been forced to revisit certain memories.

Because she was the one who executed them.

If Su Xiaobai knew this woman didn’t just kill her own master because he pursued her, but also eliminated her own bloodline for reasons unknown, he would probably think twice about keeping her close.

But well—too late.

Now that Bai Yujian mentioned it, Su Xiaobai realized something.

Shit.

He really never called her ’Master’ before.

And yeah… now that he thought about it—it did seem like he was just taking advantage of the moment to undress her and pull her into his arms.

Rather than being genuine.

Su Xiaobai blinked. "Huh… Seems like I should be the #1 scoundrel of Sword Peak then…"

"Pftt—!"

Bai Yujian couldn’t hold back her smile.

She shook her head, even as his hands started to wander down, sliding over her back… toward her waist… then lower.

Then—

Squeeze.

Her entire body shivered.

Her face flushed a beautiful shade of pink—before it darkened like a thunderstorm.

Su Xiaobai, completely oblivious, tilted his head.

"What’s wrong?"

Bai Yujian stepped back.

Her dark hair fell over her face, her expression unreadable.

Then—she met his gaze.

"We can’t do it."

Straightforward. No hesitation.

Su Xiaobai’s brows furrowed. "Huh—?"

Her hand shot up, covering his mouth. "You don’t need to say anything—I am not rejecting you, Su Xiaobai, but I can never be your wife."

"There are taboos that can’t be broken, and even if I agreed, others wouldn’t."

"Let Zhu Qing be your official wife; that doesn’t mean you can’t be with me. It’s just for your own... good."

Her voice was calm, but Su Xiaobai could hear the slight tremor beneath it.

She wasn’t running away.

She was laying down reality.

Su Xiaobai’s expression didn’t change, but internally?

What the fuck?

Did this woman just tell him to make someone else his official wife… while still keeping her as his secret ’lover’?

Huh.

That was… unexpectedly reasonable.

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