The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!

Chapter 181: Elemental Tablet? Heavenly Dragon Emperor’s treasure!
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Zhu Qing flexed her fingers, satisfaction gleaming in her eyes.

"That felt good."

One of the attendants gasped, clutching her own face in second-hand humiliation.

"H-HOW DARE YOU SLAP HER BEAUTIFUL FACE?!"

Another attendant turned toward Yue Xiuying, frantic. "Mistress! Are you alright?! Your beauty—your perfect face—"

"SHUT UP AND FOCUS!" Yue Xiuying snapped.

The moment of distraction was dangerous.

Even as the others let Yue Xiuying go, one man still refused.

Xu Tianran.

"IMPOSSIBLE!"

He roared, his laughter twisted and wild, his grip refusing to falter.

A dozen of Yue Xiuying’s attendants surrounded him, a storm of legs and kicks smashing against him, their strikes capable of shattering mountains—

But he did not let go.

"Why won’t he go down?!" one of them hissed, her ribbon-wrapped leg driving into his ribs.

"Is his skin made of divine iron?!" another cursed, her heel slamming against his shoulder with a dull thud, only for him to tank it like a wall.

"Let go, you brute! This is a lady’s chariot, not your mother’s ox cart!" one shrieked, slapping him across the face with the back of her silk-covered hand.

"Keep kicking, girls! Feels like a damn massage to this old man! Hahaha!" His fingers tore through their ribbons, he mocked, his laughter infuriatingly unfazed.

He was dragging the chariot down with his bare hands.

Enough.

Yue Xiuying’s patience snapped.

"TAKE ME OUT!"

The four remaining attendants obeyed instantly.

They ignored Xu Tianran.

They grabbed the chariot.

And in a single blazing streak, they shot into the sky.

Like a celestial comet, Yue Xiuying vanished beyond the dark clouds.

And with her—Xu Tianran.

"Hahaha! The Light Spiritual Tablet! She has it!"

His roar faded into the night, swallowed by the storm of battle, yet his voice boomed unnaturally, as if carried by an unseen force—a final taunt, a warning, a war cry all in one.

Below, the disciples stood frozen.

A moment ago, they had been watching a tournament.

Now?

They were standing in the middle of a fucking war.

Some wondered why Xu Tianran had just screamed like his ass was on fire before leaving—but then, like descending divine tribulations, the chariot was pursued by even more terrifying figures.

Auras vast and suffocating, so powerful that the dark sky burned red and white, twisting like a celestial battlefield.

And that was when everyone felt it—a chill, deep and primal, creeping up their spines like a ghost’s whisper.

Then came the voice.

"It’s useless now. Since it’s been exposed, there’s no keeping it…"

"This is a calamity...She dares take it? She’ll be lucky if she isn’t turned into celestial dog food!"

Bai Yujian descended beside Zhao Tianxuan, who was still butchering beasts left and right, his expression dark.

He was pissed. Of course he was. That damned tablet—the thing they had hidden for so long—was now out in the open, and every hungry wolf in the world was here to fight over it.

But what pissed him off more?

He couldn’t even disagree with Bai Yujian’s words.

That damned thing was never meant to be theirs.

The monsters chasing Yue Xiuying hadn’t come for the sect.

Originally, they had come for Su Xiaobai, intending to drag him into their ranks once the tournament ended.

But now—with divine powers clashing above, the entire night sky turning into a slaughterhouse of gods and devils—

Su Xiaobai?

That little bastard was completely forgotten.

Even a Human Immortal had stepped in, joining the chase.

Zhao Tianxuan’s gaze flickered to Su Xiaobai, still standing in the distance, looking half-lost, half-smug.

That little shit.

He probably thought he was the protagonist of the night.

"Hah… looks like this is a blessing in disguise."

Zhao Tianxuan sighed.

With the Light Spiritual Tablet exposed, the big players had lost their minds chasing after it.

And compared to that legendary artifact, trying to recruit a single brat suddenly seemed like the pettiest thing in the world.

It was all or nothing now.

Either Yue Xiuying somehow escaped, and the sect would be spared.

Or she failed—and every power in existence would tear this sect apart stone by stone looking for the tablet.

"Forget her! Focus on stopping the beasts!"

"That cursed thing was never ours to begin with!"

Bai Yujian didn’t wait for a response.

She flicked her sword once, shaking off blood and flesh like it was nothing more than dirt on her sleeve, then vanished into the battle.

For the first time in millennium, her steps felt light.

That damned tablet—that ticking bomb that had hung over them for generations—

It was finally gone.

Its existence had only ever been known to her, the sect’s founding ancestor, and the sect master.

And now?

It was someone else’s problem.

Some on the ground had finally begun piecing things together.

"Light Spiritual Tablet?" A disciple’s breath hitched. "Do they mean... the Light Tab of the Heavenly Dragon Emperor?"

His words sent a ripple through those nearby.

Eyes widened. Faces paled.

The founding ancestor of the Tianlong Dynasty—a being shrouded in myth and mystery—was said to possess an unending wellspring of power.

The secret?

The Elemental Tablets.

Each a small, rectangular artifact, yet each capable of endlessly generating Qi of its respective element.

A man with the Fire Spirit Tab would never run out of flames.

A woman with the Wind Spirit Tab could ride the storms without end.

And the Light Spirit Tab?

It was why Yue Xiuying had suddenly become a walking calamity.

No longer bound by her own reserves, she could channel an infinite sea of Light Qi, allowing her to fight an entire sect alone.

Yet a burning question remained.

"How the hell did the Tianlong Emperor’s legacy end up in the Xiantian Sect?!"

Even Yu Feng, one of the disguised disciples lurking within the arena, couldn’t hide her shock.

She was an agent of the Dark Church, and even they had only known that the Xiantian Sect secretly possessed a map leading to the Dark Tab.

The reason?

The information had leaked centuries ago, when Sword Fairy herself had seized that very map.

Back then, she had led a purge against a few cultivators dabbling in forbidden arts, slaughtering them to the last man—and in the process, securing the only known lead to the Dark Tab.

The sect had buried the incident, keeping the map hidden under layers of secrecy.

And yet, despite all their precautions…

The Dark Church had still found out.

And that map was almost in Yu Feng’s hands.

She wasn’t even sure if it was real—but the chance that it might be was worth the risk.

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But this?

"They weren’t just hiding a map… they were hiding a whole Spiritual Tab?!"

Her hands clenched into fists.

Unlike the Dark Tab, which was little more than a rumor, the Light Tab was here. It was real. It was whole.

And if the world found out?

Forget the Tianlong Dynasty.

Even the Black Tortoise Empire, the Vermillion Phoenix Dynasty, and every other major power would come marching with armies.

Whether by word or war, the Light Tab would be claimed.

If Yue Xiuying hadn’t stolen it first.

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