C1 Yuwen Tian!

In the Mirage Sea Realm, within the Heaven Sect.

"Yuwen Tian, others may fear you, but I, Lin Fann, am certainly not one of them." Lin Fann glared at the young man clad in mink and purple, his eyes blazing with unquenchable fury.

"Haha, Lin Fann, spare me your bluster. You, a mere ninth-stage Houtian martial artist, dare to be so bold in my presence? Do you have a death wish?" Yuwen Tian scoffed, his expression the epitome of cold disdain.

Yuwen Tian had been in the world of his own novel for a month now, and he had gradually come to terms with this reality.

While others transmigrated to become the protagonist, Yuwen Tian found himself in the role of the antagonist—not the ultimate boss, but rather the kind that serves as an early obstacle for the hero to overcome.

"Still, this identity should suffice for the time being. I've got decent talent and rank among the top three true disciples of the Heaven Sect. With a host of elders and even a supreme elder backing me, I'm not without resources," he mused, stroking his chin. "The protagonist, huh? I'm destined to be the most formidable villain across all the heavens."

"Ding! The host's will has been detected. The Villain System of the Heavens is now activated!"

"The Villain System of the Heavens is now bound to the host. Ultimate mission: Become the strongest villain in the heavens. Time limit: None. Mission reward: The host will ascend to a supreme existence beyond the system."

"The Villain System of the Heavens... it seems I'm truly set on the path of the villain," Yuwen Tian thought, his initial surprise at the delayed arrival of this 'golden finger' quickly turning to eager acceptance.

"System, what capabilities do you possess?" Yuwen Tian inquired, communicating with the system in his mind.

"The system possesses the ability to traverse the myriad realms of the heavens, provided you have accumulated sufficient villain's points."

Observing Lin Fann before him, it was clear that he was the destined protagonist. Why else would a mere inner sect disciple dare to confront a powerful true disciple like him?

The surrounding disciples of the Heaven Sect were also taken aback by Lin Fann's audacity.

"Yuwen Tian, fortunes can change in the blink of an eye. Do not underestimate the young and impoverished!" Lin Fann declared with conviction. "Jing Yuzhu cares for me. Your status won't change her feelings."

"Pfft!"

Upon hearing Lin Fann's impassioned speech, Yuwen Tian couldn't contain himself and burst into laughter.

Jing Yuzhu had initially been fond of Lin Fann, as he was the protagonist of her novel, exuding a certain hero's charisma.

However, after encountering Yuwen Tian, she was utterly charmed by his striking looks, exceptional abilities, prestigious status, and influential background.

"Haha, are you suggesting Jing Yuzhu would prefer you?" Yuwen Tian's lips curled into an amused smirk as he regarded Lin Fann with a look that was both mocking and serious.

"Absolutely. I trust Yuzhu; she won't be fooled by your pretentious facade." Lin Fann's confidence was unshakable, his aura so compelling that even the disciples of the Heaven Sect found themselves nodding in agreement.

Indeed, he was the protagonist, unwavering in his resolve at all times.

Yuwen Tian mused to himself: Had I not transmigrated, I would have surely become just another stepping stone on your path. But now, even as the protagonist, you're destined to kneel before a transmigrator like me.

"Fetch Jing Yuzhu," Yuwen Tian instructed Hu, his exceptionally devoted henchman, with a nonchalant tone.

Hu was formidable and malevolent, yet utterly devoted to his master, Yuwen Tian.

Soon after, a young woman of breathtaking beauty and elegant poise approached.

"Jing Yuzhu, Lin Fann is convinced you have feelings for him. Why don't you enlighten us—do you fancy Lin Fann or me?" Yuwen Tian asked coolly.

Jing Yuzhu cast a fleeting glance at Lin Fann, a hint of turmoil flickering in her eyes, before responding, "Lin Fann, you're deluding yourself. Senior Brother Yuwen Tian surpasses you in every way. Why would I forsake him for you?"

Her icy words reverberated in Lin Fann's ears, leaving him standing there, stunned and disbelieving, as he stared at Jing Yuzhu.

"Stop looking at me like that. Senior Brother Yuwen Tian is far superior to you—it's clear now that I was simply blind before," Jing Yuzhu declared, delivering yet another merciless blow.

"Haha!" Lin Fann burst into laughter, looking skyward. "I've seen right through you, a woman of opportunism. You'll live to regret your choice today!"

His eyes blazed red with fury as he fixed his gaze on Yuwen Tian. "Yuwen Tian, I concede that you're stronger than I am at this moment, but mark my words, there will come a day when I am a hundred times stronger than you!"

His resolute words echoed in the ears of every disciple of the Heaven Sect, reigniting the image of a confident Lin Fann in their minds.

Even Jing Yuzhu found herself momentarily dazed by Lin Fann's spirited demeanor before she forcefully shook her head clear.

Yuwen Tian mused to himself, 'Truly worthy of the protagonist, his resolve is commendable.'

"Yuwen Tian, I will utterly defeat you in the Great Sect Competition six months from now!" Lin Fann declared, his voice booming with renewed self-assurance. He had just communicated with the venerable elder within the ring and devised a strategy to vanquish Yuwen Tian within the next half-year.

At that moment, Yuwen Tian recalled that Lin Fann, as the protagonist of the original story, surely had some sort of ace up his sleeve. And indeed, the ace he had set for Lin Fann was a Nirvana Stage warrior, a mighty spirit without a physical form.

According to the original plot, he himself would indeed become a stepping stone for Lin Fann in the upcoming Great Sect Competition, and Jing Yuzhu would come to deeply regret her decisions.

"Hehe," Yuwen Tian chuckled softly. "Well then, I'm quite interested to see how you plan to defeat me in the Great Sect Competition in six months."

"However, you've certainly got guts, challenging me so brazenly."

With a voice exuding immense authority, Yuwen Tian took a step forward. The overwhelming presence of the ninth level of the Xiantian realm unfurled like a tidal wave, crashing down upon Lin Fann.

Suddenly, Lin Fann felt an immense weight bearing down upon him, as if a mountain had settled atop his head, his bones creaking under the strain.

His legs buckled, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails pierced his flesh, drawing blood. He looked up at Yuwen Tian, his eyes seething with hatred, as a torrent of rage built up inside him.

"Haha, show some grit," Yuwen Tian sneered with contempt. "I'll have you kneel before me!"

Boom!

A crushing wave of pressure descended, overwhelming everything in its path. Lin Fann clenched his teeth, barely holding on for a split second before collapsing to his knees on the solid ground with a resounding thud.

"Yuwen Tian!"

Lin Fann was seething with rage, screaming hysterically as his blood boiled with fury. He was desperate to confront and take down the seemingly nonchalant Yuwen Tian.

At present, his cultivation level was merely at the ninth tier of the Houtian stage, a vast difference from Yuwen Tian's ninth tier of the Xiantian stage.

"Elder Jin, I'm filled with hatred! I have a thirst for vengeance!" Lin Fann raged inwardly, his expression twisted and his eyes bloodshot and menacing.

"Don't act rashly. Even if I were to use your body now, I might not stand a chance against Yuwen Tian. You must endure," the voice counseled.

"Once you obtain the Sky Kui Flower and practice the Sky Kui Great Technique I've taught you, advancing to the Xiantian stage will be effortless. Then, I can unlock the latent power of your physique, propelling you to new heights. By then, you'll certainly be able to dominate Yuwen Tian," the soul in Lin Fann's ring assured him with conviction.

Upon hearing this, Lin Fann could do nothing but glare at Yuwen Tian, constantly reminding himself, "I must persevere, I absolutely must."

"The moment my technique is perfected, Yuwen Tian and that despicable woman will pay with their lives!" Lin Fann bit his lip so hard it began to bleed.

Yuwen Tian, witnessing Lin Fann's torment, was tempted to end his misery with a single slap.

But then he considered the protagonist's potential for rapid advancement within the next six months, having gained numerous opportunities. Such prospects were not to be relinquished lightly.

"Lin Fann, and that old man inside his ring, will eventually serve as my sustenance. The so-called protagonist's halo is nonexistent before me," Yuwen Tian remarked with a casual glance at Lin Fann.

At that moment, Yang Dingtian, a true disciple of Yang Lightning Peak, learned of Lin Fann's plight and immediately came to his aid.

Upon seeing Lin Fann kneeling on the ground, Yang Dingtian gestured dismissively, and the oppressive force Yuwen Tian had imposed on Lin Fann vanished. Breathing a sigh of relief, Lin Fann promptly rose to his feet.

"Brother Dingtian, I can't thank you enough." Lin Fann's countenance softened upon realizing his close friend had arrived to extricate him from his predicament.

"Heh, the protagonist shines through yet again. Wherever you go, you draw the admiration of even the top three true disciples," Yuwen Tian remarked with a sneer.

"Yang Dingtian, you always have to stick your nose into other people's business," Yuwen Tian commented icily.

Yang Dingtian and Yuwen Tian were longstanding rivals, both formidable contenders for the revered title of Holy Son of Heaven within the Heaven Sect. They had long aspired to this esteemed position, though neither had yet emerged as the definitive choice.

"After all, Lin Fann is the foremost disciple of the inner sect. Is this how you, as his senior, treat a junior brother?" Yang Dingtian challenged furiously.

"Can't stand to watch, can you?" Yuwen Tian retorted with a frosty laugh. "Rest assured, the title of Holy Son of Heaven will be mine. It's not for clowns who cozy up to inner sect disciples."

Yang Dingtian's anger flared at the words, but he quickly burst into laughter. "You think you're impressive with the Supreme Elder's backing? The Holy Son of Heaven is chosen for his strength, otherwise, you're just a joke!"

Yuwen Tian's eyes narrowed, emitting a perilous gleam. "Really? Then let's just wait and see who ultimately claims the title of Holy Son of Heaven."

"Oh, and by the way, I'll be sure to personally 'greet' those other deluded souls who fancy themselves worthy of the position. I'm eager to see who truly holds sway in the Heaven Sect!" Yuwen Tian's voice, imbued with immense authority, resonated deeply, leaving all present in awe.

"Senior disciple Yuwen Tian truly is a once-in-a-century prodigy of our Heaven Sect," murmured some disciples, clearly impressed by his commanding presence.

Jing Yuzhu gazed at Yuwen Tian's commanding presence, utterly captivated. Her eyes, clear as autumn waters, sparkled with fascination. She longed to give herself to Yuwen Tian right then and there, without sparing Lin Fann a single glance.

Lin Fann, witnessing this scene, seethed with rage, grinding his teeth. He vowed silently, "Yuwen Tian and Jing Yuzhu, you two despicable people, I'll soon crush you beneath my feet, leaving you unable to rise."

As Yuwen Tian strode past Lin Fann, he sneered, "Garbage, don't overestimate yourself. Whenever I choose, I can squash you like the insignificant insect you are! Haha!"

Watching Yuwen Tian's retreating figure and hearing his scornful laughter, Lin Fann could no longer contain himself and bellowed, "Ah! I will kill you!"