After Being Reborn a Hundred Times, I Refused to Be the Villain - Chapter 7:

Chapter 7: Naturally, Someone Will Help Me

“This matter… we’ll discuss later.”

In the end, Master Xueyue still didn’t give Ling Yun a definite answer—just left behind that sentence before continuing to explain to Yan Shan and the other two the matters to pay attention to in the Ten Sects Grand Competition.

After the explanation was over, Master Xueyue waved her hand and directly dismissed the four of them from the hall, saying she had other things to handle and told them to leave first.

After exiting the main hall, the three of them gave Ling Yun a glance, then turned and left as if completely ignoring him.

“Seems like your master isn’t that willing to let you go,” Yun Xi said.

“Don’t worry. Naturally, someone will help me.” Ling Yun clearly didn’t take Master Xueyue’s hesitation seriously.

The reason Master Xueyue hesitated was simply because Ling Yun was the first disciple she accepted after rejecting countless others. Now, this disciple suddenly wanted to leave because of a damaged foundation, which made her feel like she was losing face.

After all, once Ling Yun became a villain in his past lives, Master Xueyue hadn’t shown the slightest hesitation when driving him out of Snow Moon Peak.

“Someone will help you? You mean your dear Second Junior Brother?”

“Maybe.” Ling Yun shrugged.

After leaving the hall, Ling Yun returned to his courtyard.

It was a very simple place, lacking any luxurious decorations. It was only covered by a spiritual gathering formation. Overall, it was even more modest than the residences of some better-off outer sect disciples.

Looking at the familiar yet distant place, Ling Yun couldn’t help but feel a little emotional. Back when he became Master Xueyue’s disciple, he had to fight for many of his own resources. Later, Master Xueyue took in three more disciples, and even their resources were managed by Ling Yun, leaving him no time or energy to decorate the courtyard.

But no matter how good this courtyard had once been, it was ultimately destroyed by his fellow disciples. In those cycles of reincarnation, both Master Xueyue and his junior disciples had repeatedly razed this courtyard to the ground, to show they had completely severed ties with Ling Yun.

Pushing open the door and entering the room, Ling Yun casually activated the dust-clearing formation. A stream of light swept across, instantly removing all the dust that had built up from neglect.

Inside the study, he was greeted by books and scrolls spread across the desk. Some of the scrolls were still open, clearly left in the middle of reading. Beside the scrolls were a few jade slips.

Approaching the desk, it was clear that these scrolls mainly recorded information about a secret realm called the Mystic Star Secret Realm.

“I remember… not long after the Ten Sects Grand Competition, the Mystic Star Secret Realm is supposed to open, right?” Ling Yun said.

“Yes. And back then, some poor guy was racking his brains to help his junior disciples gain the greatest benefits inside the Mystic Star Secret Realm. And the result? They got what they wanted and then blamed you for interfering too much inside, saying you held them back from getting something better.” Yun Xi rolled her eyes at Ling Yun.

As one of the top sects on the Azure Profound Continent, the Heavenly Dao Sect’s collection of books was vast like a sea. To find records of a specific secret realm among them wasn’t easy.

The Mystic Star Secret Realm opened only once in a hundred years. Ling Yun had truly gone all out for the sake of his fellow disciples. Among all the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, no one understood the Mystic Star Secret Realm better than Ling Yun. Even elders familiar with the secret realm might not match his level of understanding.

On the desk, there was also a nearly completed map—drawn by Ling Yun based on his gathered intel. It had many marked notes, clearly meant to guide his fellow disciples.

“There are indeed powerful treasures in the Mystic Star Secret Realm, but they belong to the Child of Destiny. With their capabilities, if they try to snatch those things, it’ll only backfire. You should eat only what your strength can digest—overreaching will only destroy you.”

“But they clearly don’t see it that way. You planned everything for them, helped them easily obtain the most suitable opportunities, yet all you got was resentment. They believed they were perfectly capable of competing for even greater fortunes inside.”

“Then all we can do is wish them good luck. Hopefully, the Mystic Star Secret Realm will give them a proper surprise.”

From the scattered clues in the books, Ling Yun had already seen that the upcoming opening of the Mystic Star Secret Realm would bring massive changes. Anyone who still treated it with outdated thinking would definitely be in for a rude awakening.

“You’re just going to leave all this here?”

“None of this is useful anymore. Naturally, someone else will take care of it.” Ling Yun shrugged and left the room where he had once stayed up countless nights.

He went to the courtyard, lay down on a bamboo chair, and slowly closed his eyes as if resting.

From his body, faint strands of Gang Qi quietly dissipated. With each strand that slipped away, his aura subtly dropped.

Other than Yun Xi, no one knew that Ling Yun’s seemingly damaged foundation was entirely an act—he was deliberately dispersing his cultivation. And he had perfect control over the speed, making it seem exactly like cultivation backsliding caused by injury.

Even a top-tier cultivator like Master Xueyue couldn’t see through it. Because doing something like this required a frightening degree of control over one’s Gang Qi, body, and cultivation technique—something ordinary people simply couldn’t achieve.

“If I’m going to leave, I might as well do it thoroughly. Might as well return even my cultivation to the Heavenly Dao Sect,” Ling Yun said with eyes closed.

As Ling Yun rested, a series of rumors began spreading through the Heavenly Dao Sect, without Master Xueyue even realizing it.

The rumors were simple: the Chief Disciple of Snow Moon Peak had damaged his foundation due to cultivation problems, his realm had fallen, and feeling hopeless about his future, he intended to request permission from Master Xueyue to leave the mountain.

And if there was anything that spread the fastest, it was gossip. Once the news broke, many people began stirring secretly.

Although Ling Yun’s cultivation wasn’t particularly high, his accomplishments in other fields were significant. While he held the title of Chief Disciple of Snow Moon Peak, no one dared to approach him easily.

But now, if he was no longer the Chief Disciple, or even left the Heavenly Dao Sect entirely… then would they have a chance?