If I Can't Be a Child of Heaven's Mandate, I'll Be the Greatest Villain of Heaven's Mandate!

Red!

Qin Wuyou was stunned as he stared at the red Fortune Power, which shone with an eerie, bloodlike glow!

He had thought he should be a Child of Heaven's Mandate with golden fortune.

Or a Child of Fortune with purple fortune.

But instead, his fortune was red!

Red Villain Fortune signified a villain's fortune!

Although it wasn't the strongest kind of villain's fortune, it still cemented his identity as a villain.

"Damn it, there must be a mistake!"

"I possess the Supreme Bone! I'm a born Supreme! How could I be a villain?"

As unwilling as he was to believe it, that brilliantly glowing red Fortune Power kept reminding him that he was a villain!

A villain's fortune came in two grades: red and black.

Red was the most basic grade of villain's fortune.

Black was the highest grade of villain's fortune.

Only someone with Black Villain Fortune could be called a Villain of Heaven's Mandate.

"Being a villain is bad enough, but I'm not even a Villain of Heaven's Mandate."

"Am I really that fucking pathetic?"

Qin Wuyou nearly cried.

He was the imperial scion of an Emperor Clan! How could he be a villain?

Being a villain was bad enough, but he wasn't even the strongest kind—a Villain of Heaven's Mandate!

"Could my villain's fortune be the reason Lin Fan killed me in my previous life?"

After calming down, Qin Wuyou's eyes suddenly lit up.

He seemed to understand why he had died at Lin Fan's hands in his previous life despite possessing the Supreme Bone.

It was all this damned villain's fortune at work!

If he really were a Child of Fortune, he probably wouldn't have died so easily at Lin Fan's hands.

"I remember the Mysterious Empress seemed to warn me not to oppose a Child of Fortune lightly."

"Was the Child of Fortune she meant Lin Fan, or Lin Qingxue?"

In an instant, many things became clear to Qin Wuyou.

Either Lin Fan or Lin Qingxue had to be a Child of Fortune.

Perhaps both of them were Children of Fortune.

That was why they had schemed this imperial scion with a villain's fortune to death in his previous life.

A Child of Fortune scheming to kill a villain seemed perfectly reasonable, no matter how he looked at it.

"Since I'm destined to be a villain, I'll be the strongest Villain of Heaven's Mandate!"

Once Qin Wuyou accepted his identity as a villain, blazing flames ignited in his eyes.

He was destined to be extraordinary!

Since he couldn't become a Child of Fortune, he would become the strongest of all villains—a Villain of Heaven's Mandate!

Qin Wuyou, who had previously paid little attention to villains, turned his gaze to the Heaven-Seizing Creation Art and read its description of a villain's fortune.

"A Villain of Heaven's Mandate possesses the strongest villain's fortune and can use it to counter a Child of Fortune."

That simple sentence made Qin Wuyou's eyes suddenly light up.

As he read on carefully, Qin Wuyou grew even more overjoyed.

A Villain of Heaven's Mandate and a Child of Heaven's Mandate were like beings standing at opposite extremes.

Their Fortune Power could counter each other.

Whether a Child of Heaven's Mandate or a Villain of Heaven's Mandate killed the other, they would suffer a backlash from the Heavenly Dao's fortune.

Unlike ordinary people, however, their own fortune would neutralize that backlash.

In other words, as long as their own Fortune Power was strong enough, those possessing either of these two halos could kill the other side at will without suffering any consequences!

Of course, this referred to a Villain of Heaven's Mandate with Black Villain Fortune.

For a villain with Red Villain Fortune like him, even if someone killed him, the killer would suffer no backlash from the Heavenly Dao's fortune.

It was just like when he killed those cultivators from the Seven Kills Hall.

There were no Children of Fortune among those cultivators, so killing them brought no backlash from the Heavenly Dao's fortune.

"To become a Villain of Heaven's Mandate, I must first raise my fortune to the black grade!"

Qin Wuyou's eyes shone. He had already devised a plan to become a Villain of Heaven's Mandate.

Having mastered the Fortune Eye, he could take the path of plunder to strengthen his villain's fortune.

As long as he absorbed enough Fortune Power, his Red Villain Fortune could rise to Black Villain Fortune, making him a true Villain of Heaven's Mandate!

"Seven Kills Hall!"

"Lin Lineage!"

"Just you wait!"

"Your fortune will be mine!"

The moment he stepped out of his secluded cultivation cave, Qin Wuyou laughed aloud, his spirits soaring.

Having already lived a second time, he had long since learned to take things in stride.

Since he couldn't be a Child of Heaven's Mandate, he would be the strongest Villain of Heaven's Mandate!

Wasn't being a villain who did as he pleased and lived free and unfettered far more appealing than being one of those Children of Heaven's Mandate bound by morality?

Being a villain was wonderful!

Only a fool would want to be a Child of Heaven's Mandate!

Xuantian City!

The Seven Kills Hall!

When the Hall Master of the Seven Kills Hall received the news those assassins brought back, he was stunned.

He couldn't imagine how their Primordial Spirit Realm Deputy Hall Master, who had set out with more than half of the Seven Kills Hall's top experts, could have sent back such news.

From the news these assassins brought back, it wasn't hard to tell that the Deputy Hall Master was already delivering his final words.

"Did you see that Qin Wuyou with your own eyes?"

The Hall Master of the Seven Kills Hall took a deep breath and asked with a grave expression.

His gaze was like a blade, fixed on the dozen or so assassins who had returned with the message, as though he could see right through them.

Under the Hall Master's gaze, which was more terrifying than murder itself, the dozen or so assassins who had narrowly escaped death fell silent like cicadas in winter.

"Reporting to the Hall Master, we all saw Qin Wuyou with our own eyes. Just as the Deputy Hall Master said, Qin Wuyou's cultivation was indeed only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, but his strength rivaled the Primordial Spirit Realm!"

The assassin pinned beneath the Hall Master's stare answered, trembling all over.

"The Foundation Establishment Realm, with strength rivaling the Primordial Spirit Realm? Do you fuckers take me for an idiot?"

The Hall Master of the Seven Kills Hall slammed the table and rose, killing that assassin on the spot with a single slap.

His gaze swept toward another assassin kneeling on the floor, and he barked coldly,

"You tell me!"

The assassin singled out by the Hall Master was so frightened that he dropped flat on the floor and spoke in a trembling voice,

"Hall Master, everything we said is true! Qin Wuyou really was only at the Foundation Establishment Realm, but he broke through two layers of our Killing Formation in succession. When we left, the Deputy Hall Master had already summoned all our brothers back to set up the Nine-Star God-Slaying Formation."

"Hall Master, nothing escapes your discerning eye! Everything our brothers said is true, without the slightest exaggeration! If you don't believe us, you can grab a few cultivators at random from the Underground Cavern. At least several thousand people saw it all!"

After hearing this more detailed account, the Hall Master of the Seven Kills Hall was certain the news was genuine.

"Someone, carry him out! Send his family a thousand taels in compensation and tell them he died fighting for our Seven Kills Hall."

The Hall Master waved a hand, and someone immediately came forward to carry away the assassin he had just killed by mistake.

The death of a single subordinate was no great matter to the Hall Master of the Seven Kills Hall.

Even though he had personally killed this disciple, he could still claim the man had died fighting for the Seven Kills Hall.

Even among the dozen or so assassins kneeling on the floor who had witnessed everything, not one dared reveal the truth.

Having returned to his seat, the Hall Master's expression was so dark it could almost drip water.

He said nothing, and the atmosphere throughout the hall grew unbearably heavy.

His gaze remained fixed on the entrance, as though he were waiting for something.