This Is What a Villain Is Like

Chapter 180: Chapter 95: Unable to Argue, What’s Left to Say? He’s Beyond Your Comparison

Acquiring the Four Saints Ancient Celestial Skill had not been part of his original plan. In the original story, no one had ever managed to gain its recognition—not even the protagonist, Lin Fan.

The lore from the original story stated that one had to possess the Four Spirits Bloodline. This meant one needed at least one of the bloodlines and a great deal of karmic fortune to even have a chance at being acknowledged.

His method of direct subjugation was a novel approach. After all, who could have predicted that an anomaly like him would appear in a Secret Realm designed for cultivators no higher than the Sixth Realm?

Returning to the present, Jiang Lan looked at the world outside.

As he absorbed the residual aura of the Four Saints from the stone wall, the hazy, dreamlike scene within began to dim. The celestial phenomenon that had been erupting and illuminating the night sky was also on the verge of dissipating.

Many cultivators had already gathered around the area. All of them were completely focused, staring intently at the stone wall.

Seeing the scene blur and threaten to revert to a plain, dark rock face, many of them grew anxious. Sweat beaded on their foreheads and their fists clenched in disbelief.

Behind Jiang Lan, even figures like Li Daoyi and Ao Xu were observing intently, their brows furrowed in concentration. Scenes shifted within their pupils as they continuously ran their own deductions.

Jiang Lan briefly scanned the cultivators present, his eyes narrowing slightly as he noticed a few familiar auras.

’Obtaining the Four Saints Ancient Celestial Skill was a pleasant surprise, but it doesn’t affect my original plan.’

’I’ve already obtained the Four Saints Ancient Celestial Skill, so there shouldn’t be any problem with me interfering with this stone wall...’

The next moment, as the thought crossed his mind, Jiang Lan sent a surge of aura—one that shared the same origin as the aura lingering within the stone wall—rushing toward it.

Simultaneously, a flicker of a crimson shadow shot out from the shade at his feet, instantly disappearing beneath the crowd.

RUMBLE!!!

The stone wall, which had already grown dim and blurry, suddenly seemed to reawaken, accompanied by the sound of the Four Spirit Sacred Beasts roaring at the sky.

The area instantly became shrouded in mist, with a substance like raw Chaos flowing within it.

Then, to the utter shock and disbelief of every cultivator and creature present, four beams of light resembling soaring immortals shot out from the wall. They transformed into four Holy Beasts, leaping and bounding in mid-air. It was as if they had devoured the very light of the stars in All Heavens.

They stood tall against the vast sky, shrouded in a divine, ethereal glow—mystical and immensely powerful.

Every cultivator and creature felt an instinctual tremor, a primal urge to bow in submission before these figures.

The Four Saints Illusion manifested, looking as if it had truly been revived.

Their gazes swept across every creature and cultivator present, one by one, as if they were selecting a successor to receive their legacy.

Watching this, none of the cultivators or creatures dared to even breathe too loudly. They were incredibly tense, their gazes burning with unconcealed fervor and hope.

This was the Four Saints Ancient Celestial Skill—a chance to ascend to the heavens in a single bound. Who wouldn’t yearn for such an opportunity?

If one were to gain its recognition, from that day on, even the ancient Immortal Sects and Supreme Great Teachings would throw their doors wide open, allowing them to take their pick.

The Four Saints Illusion hovered in the sky, its gaze sweeping over the members of the younger generation before turning to the older cultivators. But it did not linger on anyone.

Then, at the last moment, its gaze suddenly fell upon an ordinary-looking man dressed in a gray robe.

The man was sitting cross-legged on a large boulder, looking utterly unremarkable.

As the gaze of the Four Saints Illusion fell upon him, every cultivator and creature present turned to look, their expressions instantly turning to shock and disbelief.

’It can’t be, can it? Why would the Four Saints Illusion choose such a plain, ordinary man? He doesn’t even have a powerful aura!’

’Is there something special about him?’

Countless gazes filled with disbelief turned toward him.

The many young Celestial Prides present found this especially hard to accept.

’Could a complete nobody truly be better than us, the scions of the great Immortal Sects?’

Many of them found this outcome unbearable.

Even Ling Zhuyun, Li Daoyi, and Ao Xu looked over, secretly astonished.

’The Four Saints Illusion... recognized me?’

Ye Ming had only been holding on to a sliver of hope, never truly expecting to be chosen by the Four Saints Illusion.

He stood there stunned for a moment before hastily getting to his feet. Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm himself, but he couldn’t hide the mixture of shock and elation on his face.

’Something about this feels strange...’

The Old Ghost, however, found the situation peculiar.

’This is quite different from what I know about the inheritance of the Four Saints Ancient Celestial Skill. Did I remember it wrong?’

Still, he didn’t dwell on it. After all, while he knew many secrets of all the worlds, he wasn’t omniscient about every last detail.

The sky rumbled as the Four Saints Illusion circled overhead, exuding a tyrannical pressure.

The gaze of each illusion fixed upon Ye Ming, as if trying to scrutinize him completely.

Ye Ming straightened his back, took a deep breath, and met the gazes of the four illusions directly, his expression neither servile nor arrogant.

At that moment, his seemingly ordinary face revealed an undeniable, extraordinary air.

This secretly astonished the cultivators and creatures sizing him up. ’It seems this man isn’t as simple as he looks,’ they thought. ’He must have something else up his sleeve.’

However, in the next moment, a deep, rumbling voice like rolling thunder echoed.

"Your body is entangled with Karmic Obstacles, you are wreathed in Evil Qi, and your bloody aura pierces the heavens! You have committed boundless slaughter. Even dying ten thousand times over could not atone for your sins. Do you truly believe you are worthy of our recognition?"

The voice came from the White Tiger illusion. A cold light glinted in its eyes, and its ancient, desolate words boomed like a great bell.