Villain: You Want Me to Follow the Plot and Die? I’m Done Pretending - Chapter 68:

Chapter 68: Mastering the Villainy Art:

Feng Yiran was baffled, staring at Zhu Si, who lay collapsed on the ground, and at Gu Feng, who had suddenly appeared beside her. He blinked, confused. “Senior?”

“I helped you save her.” Gu Feng said, shrugging casually.

Zhu Si shuddered under his gaze. She knew this man was someone she could never afford to cross. Now that her system was gone, what could she do?

She regretted planting the Passion Flower right under her own feet. Now, everything was ruined.

She stood there in silence, hoping that Gu Feng would let her go.

“Thank you, Senior,” Feng Yiran said, casting Zhu Si a strange look. Something felt different.

He couldn’t place it, but the feelings he once held for Zhu Si seemed to have vanished.

In reality, this was because the effects of the system’s charm tools had dissipated along with the system itself.

“Well, if everything is settled, I’ll be returning to my seclusion. Zhu Si, focus on your cultivation, and don’t wander off again.” Feng Yiran gave her a cold look before leaving.

As Feng Yiran departed, Zhu Si turned to go as well, but she froze when she realized Gu Feng was still watching her. She stood there, rooted to the spot, not daring to move.

Meanwhile, Fairy Biyao , still standing atop the cliff, looked down, but suddenly she could no longer see Gu Feng and Zhu Si. A shimmering barrier had blocked them from view.

“This is the first time I’ve met a main female lead,” Gu Feng said, his tone indifferent as he settled under a tree. “Now, tell me everything. If I’m satisfied with your answer, I’ll let you live.”

Each word fell like a drop of ice into Zhu Si’s ears, and under the pressure of his chilling presence, she began to spill everything, hoping for mercy.

“This was my second mission,” she admitted. “My system said the original female lead wasn’t effective in winning over the male lead, so the plot went off course. I was brought in to temporarily replace her, using tools to attract the male lead and complete the forbidden master-disciple romance arc…”

“Second mission?” Gu Feng turned the phrase over in his mind, but his system seemed to panic.

He pressed on. “You didn’t return home after completing your first mission?”

“No, it’s impossible to go back,” Zhu Si replied, shaking her head. “My original body is already dead. After my first mission, the main system told me that to be reborn, I’d have to complete ten perfect missions to earn a new body in the real world.”

“Are all the worlds the same?” Gu Feng asked without concern that Zhu Si might catch on to his motives.

“No,” she replied, “this is my first time in a cultivation world. The system said something’s changed here, but I don’t know the specifics.” She looked at him, a hint of defiance seeping into her voice. “So it’s only temporary that I can’t contact the main system.”

She clearly intended that as a veiled threat, but her head suddenly snapped back, and she fell lifelessly to the ground, her body dissolving into mist.

“Anyone who threatens me has already been dead for centuries.” Gu Feng murmured with a smile, watching as his own energy surged, absorbing her remaining 8,000 luck points, plus the 3,000 she had previously accumulated. With this, his own count now soared to a total of ninety thousand points.

He had learned something valuable. These plotlines scattered across the cosmos were infested with interlopers. The heavens lacked the strength to eliminate them, but Gu Feng could.

The plot involving Ye Fan was a major one, with Ye Fan’s luck count reaching an astonishing 300,000. Gu Feng decided to save that particular harvest for later, letting it ripen to its fullest before plucking.

Returning to the Sect, Gu Feng went straight to where Feng Yiran sat in meditation.

“Senior!” Feng Yiran greeted him with a bow.

“No need for formalities.” Gu Feng waved his hand dismissively. “By the way, I’ve taken the liberty of killing your little disciple.”

Feng Yiran’s face twisted in shock.

Even though the spell she used to charm him had worn off, he and Zhu Si had years of shared experiences. Those ties couldn’t just be severed in an instant.

“But I still expect you to fulfill the promise you made to me,” Gu Feng continued, his calm tone dousing Feng Yiran’s initial anger.

Feng Yiran stared, dumbfounded.

“After all, a deal is a deal. But if you’d rather join her now, I can help with that too.” Gu Feng smiled faintly. “Your choice.”

At this moment, Gu Feng embodied the perfect villain. To Feng Yiran, he was no less than a demon wrapped in a celestial guise.

“I…” Feng Yiran’s shoulders slumped in defeat. “What is it you require of me, Senior?”