Ouyang's question was rather too abrupt. Dongxu Zi looked at him with some amusement and said, "If we're talking about great villains, any one of you from Little Mountain Peak would be a great villain in other people's eyes."
Ouyang was immediately displeased. "What the hell are you spouting? Everyone on my Little Mountain Peak is a model student, an ordinary, well-behaved kid. How are we great villains?"
Arguing with this blockhead was simply a waste of breath. Dongxu Zi rolled his eyes, thought for a moment, and said, "Peace has long reigned beneath heaven. Even those who commit every evil imaginable will immediately be hunted down by the righteous sects. The remnants barely clinging to life hardly qualify as villains."
Ouyang was dumbfounded. What was that supposed to mean? Was law and order in the Cultivation World that good?
Weren't great villains who slaughtered millions to refine demonic artifacts at the drop of a hat, or led armies of villains to conquer the world, classic fixtures of cultivation novels?
Looking at the disbelief on Ouyang's face, Dongxu Zi said proudly, "Our Azure Cloud Sect's sacred land alone has over a hundred affiliated sects and more than a hundred thousand cultivators, with who knows how many at the Body Integration Realm or above. Leaving all that aside, let me ask you: what sort of villain could last three moves against me?"
As Dongxu Zi spoke, his bearing as the strongest under heaven was on full display. For once, he truly cut an imposing figure before Ouyang.
If not for his tattered Daoist robes and that black eye he was sporting, he might have been more convincing.
"That still doesn't make sense. The world is so big, yet there's no soil for villains to grow in?" Ouyang refused to believe this