This Is What a Villain Is Like

Chapter 187: Chapter 96: He’s Truly Terrifying, You’re No Match for Him, Immortal Embryo Creation Dew Obtained

A myriad of doubts flashed through his mind.

But soon, Ye Ming’s expression changed as he realized something. A chill ran through him, and with no time to think, a vicious glint appeared in his eyes. He raised a palm, divine light flashing, and struck the man supporting him, shattering his chest with a single blow.

The sudden attack happened so fast the man couldn’t even react. His eyes widened in death as he fell to the ground, killed on the spot.

’Trying to frame and slander me at a time like this...’

A chill ran down Ye Ming’s spine, his limbs growing cold. ’How did they find out my real name?’

The next moment, a brilliant, ice-cold sword light shot toward him from beside the sea of blood. Ling Zhuyun’s black hair danced in the wind, her gaze utterly frigid, devoid of any warmth.

"Ye Ming, are you still trying to deceive me, even now? To think you are so malicious and your methods so ruthless! I was a fool to ever consider you a young prodigy. I completely misjudged you."

"Do you intend to keep lying to me?"

Ling Zhuyun demanded, her voice bone-chillingly cold, her eyes filled with disappointment and frost.

She had also heard it just now—that Disciple from the Blood Immortal Sect had called out his real name, Ye Ming.

Very few people knew Ye Ming’s real name, and he had always used the alias Ye Ling while traveling.

’If these people didn’t know of his existence before, how could they possibly know his name?’

And when Ye Ming sensed her attack, he had acted ruthlessly, striking first to silence the Blood Immortal Sect Disciple. He had killed his own sect brother—a man who even seemed to be trying to help him—all in a desperate bid to continue deceiving her.

That subconscious reaction had exposed his true nature.

And to think she had trusted him so much before, even covering for him after his assassination attempt on Jiang Lan.

She figured now that Ye Ming had used the pretense of helping Chu Chan, but his true goal must have been to assassinate Jiang Lan. After all, if the Prime Minister’s son were to die, the Prime Minister’s Mansion would surely be enraged, throwing the Great Xia into even greater chaos.

This, in turn, would create an opportunity for the Blood Immortal Sect to exploit.

How laughable. She had actually helped Ye Ming cover his tracks, truly believing he had helped Chu Chan as a favor to her.

"Zhu Yun..."

Ye Ming’s face paled. He didn’t know what to say. He had no explanation for how the man knew his name.

He was certain he had never told his name to anyone. Among his acquaintances in the Great Xia, only Ling Zhuyun knew it.

’Could she have betrayed me? Told someone else my real name?’

But he trusted Ling Zhuyun. He felt it was impossible for her to do something like that. Besides, why would she be so cold and furious if she had?

"Stop thinking, kid! Run for your life!"

"You’re taking the fall for this, and there’s no way out for now. You couldn’t explain your way out of this with ten thousand mouths. Have you forgotten what happened on the Blood Red Plateau?"

"This old man originally thought that Jiang Lan hadn’t recognized you, but now it’s clear your premonition was correct. This was a trap he set just for you."

"He recognized you that day at the Drunken Immortal Residence..."

"That guy is terrifying. You’re no match for him."

The Old Ghost’s heavy, urgent words echoed in Ye Ming’s mind, jolting him back to his senses.

’That’s right.’ Back on the Blood Red Plateau, he had planned to trap and kill those Disciples from the Ten Thousand Laws Sect, so he hadn’t used a fake name. That was how he had exposed his real name, and Jiang Lan had indeed been there at the time.

’But how could he have been so sure that the name he used then was his real one?’

A dreadful chill suddenly swept through Ye Ming, icing his hands and feet.

He couldn’t help but look toward a distant mountain peak.

Beneath the moonlight, a slender figure in robes whiter than snow stood out, looking otherworldly. His clothes fluttered in the wind, making him seem like a Banished Immortal who had descended to the mortal realm.

As if sensing his gaze from afar, the figure returned a faint smile and gave a slight nod, as if greeting him.

A chill ran down Ye Ming’s back, his scalp prickling. He trembled with a mixture of terror and rage.

An overwhelming sense of powerlessness and panic washed over him.

"Run..." the Old Ghost urged him.

Ye Ming’s mouth was dry and his face was pale. He no longer had any thought of fighting for the Four Saints Ancient Celestial Skill, much less explaining himself to Ling Zhuyun.

He bit the tip of his tongue, spat out a mouthful of Essence Blood, and activated an Ancient Talisman. A brilliant radiance exploded, enveloping him as he prepared to flee.

"Ye Ming, where do you think you’re going?"

But Ling Zhuyun had already locked onto him, her eyes filled with icy killing intent. The abundant moonlight around her shimmered like dancing motes of light.

With a wave of her fair hand, an ancient, slow-moving trail appeared in the air as brilliant, blazing Runes materialized in her palm.

The next moment, a terrifying, bone-chilling killing intent descended, transforming into a dreadful beam of divine light that shot toward the spot where Ye Ming was escaping.

The Void trembled violently, and the terrifying shockwave of energy that spread out instantly evaporated several feet of Cui Lake’s water.

A smile playing on his lips, Jiang Lan watched this from a distance. With a single Heart Thought, the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Puppet moved to block Ling Zhuyun.

His goal was already achieved. With Ye Ming as his scapegoat, no matter what he, the inheritor of the Blood Immortal Sect’s legacy, did, no one would ever suspect him.

Therefore, he couldn’t let Ye Ming die here. At least, it wasn’t time to reap the rewards yet. A living Ye Ming was far more useful to him than a dead one.