Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate-Chapter 334: Trash Talking

"Hehehe… Run? And where exactly do you think you’re running to?"

Jiang Chen’s voice slithered through the air, twisted and unrecognizable.

Laughter echoed from every direction, filling the sky like an unseen predator closing in.

Mo Hao’s chest tightened. Damn it! That dark sprite demon is right on me!

He tried to pinpoint the source, but the voice bounced around, coming from one direction while his instincts screamed that the threat was somewhere else entirely. Could he already be behind me?

I can’t keep running like this!

Gritting his teeth, Mo Hao forced himself to calm down. He dove into his Pretentious System Mall, scanning his remaining 30,000 Pretentious Points. He had two choices—boost his cultivation or grab a powerful item.

He hesitated for only a second before making his move.

20,000 points on a battle power-boosting pill.

The system delivered instantly.

One look, and his eyes lit up.

This wasn’t just any power-up pill—it was ridiculous. The boost would push him straight to Late-stage Transcendence realm, and the side effects? Almost nonexistent.

If he had tried to level up the normal way with all 30,000 points, he wouldn’t have even come close to breaking through. That would’ve left him in serious danger.

But now?

Now, he had a real shot at turning this fight around.

That demon’s real strength is only at the Middle-stage Transcendence realm, Mo Hao calculated quickly.

With this pill, I’ll definitely reach Late-stage Transcendence realm.

And with the emergency trump cards my family left me…

Unless something crazy happens, that demon is as good as dead.

Better yet, I can bait him into showing himself. That’ll make him even easier to take down.

These thoughts flashed through Mo Hao’s mind in an instant.

Then, without missing a beat, he kept flying forward and—out of nowhere—started screaming:

"You demon bastard! Go eat sh*t! F*ck your mother! If you’ve got the balls, come out and fight me like a man! I’ll beat you so bad your own mom won’t recognize you!"

And that was just the beginning.

A full-on stream of insults came pouring out of his mouth, loud and aggressive.

Jiang Chen, still tailing him, nearly stumbled mid-flight.

What… the hell?

The curses Mo Hao was yelling weren’t just random—they were straight from Earth.

If it had been one or two familiar insults, Jiang Chen might have brushed it off as a weird coincidence. But this?

This was too much.

His eye twitched as he watched Mo Hao rage below him.

Wait a minute…

Could this guy also be a transmigrator from Earth… just like me?

A transmigrator, huh? Then he probably has a System too.

Jiang Chen had already suspected something was off about Mo Hao. The way he acted, the weird confidence—it all pointed to him having a System. But now, knowing he might be a transmigrator too? That made things even clearer.

And more dangerous.

A protagonist with a System wasn’t like the usual heaven-defying cultivators who relied on powerful artifacts or ancient bloodlines. These guys didn’t need logic. They pulled off the craziest things with no explanation at all.

No rush, Jiang Chen told himself. I need to confirm if he really has a System first.

If he does, I have to be extra careful. System protagonists are the most unpredictable. One wrong move, and things could spiral out of control.

At the same time, Mo Hao was still going strong, throwing out insult after insult.

"Hahahaha!" He burst into laughter, his face full of smug mockery—the kind of look that made people want to punch him.

"You idiot! You probably don’t even understand a word I’m saying!"

"Not that it matters," Mo Hao sneered. "Just know that I’m throwing the nastiest, filthiest curses in the world at you and your whole pathetic family!"

Jiang Chen felt his anger flare up.

Wait a second… why am I actually getting mad?

Something was off.

Could this be Heavenly Fate messing with me?

Is this how it works? It makes me lose my cool, throw all logic out the window, charge in blindly… and then somehow get myself killed in a ’shocking twist’ meant to boost the protagonist?

Damn it. This Heavenly Fate nonsense is really starting to piss me off.

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He exhaled slowly, forcing the anger back down. He wasn’t about to let some cosmic scriptwriter turn him into an idiot.

Meanwhile, Mo Hao was getting frustrated.

His insults weren’t working.

Back on Sky Blue Star, his taunts had always been spot-on. A few well-placed words could send even the most composed enemies into a blind rage. But now? Nothing.

No good, he thought, frowning. This dark sprite demon is more level-headed than I expected. Provoking him won’t do a thing.

Fine. If I can’t make him slip up… I’ll just face him head-on!

With that, he suddenly skidded to a stop mid-air. His face turned pale, his body trembled ever so slightly—just enough to sell the act.

Then, with an exaggerated gulp, he shouted, "Alright then! What are you waiting for, huh? You’re just a weak-ass demon, aren’t you? Come and kill me! This Young Master is standing right here! If you can even touch a single hair on my head… I’ll get on my knees and call you daddy!"

The longer he spoke, the more his voice trembled, as if his courage was cracking.

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes, watching the scene unfold.

What’s he up to now?

Is he faking fear? Trying to lure me in? Ah… playing a pig to eat a tiger, huh? Alright then, let’s see what kind of tricks you’ve got up your sleeve.

Of course, Jiang Chen had no intention of actually attacking.

This was just a test—to see what Mo Hao would do when backed into a corner.

After all, based on what Mo Hao had shown so far, he shouldn’t stand a chance against the so-called dark sprite demon. If he had some hidden trump card, Jiang Chen wanted to see it.

"Hehehehe!" Jiang Chen suddenly let out a deep, sinister laugh, his voice thick with mockery.

"What a pathetic little human. You actually think you can scare me? Hilarious."

Then, just for effect, he made his move.

"Die now, you foolish human!"

Whoosh!

A shadow flickered behind Mo Hao—fast, silent, and barely visible.

He’s here!

Mo Hao didn’t hesitate. He swallowed the pill in an instant. His aura exploded, his power surging to new heights as he spun around, ready to strike with everything he had.

But—

His attack hit nothing.

Jiang Chen’s figure shattered like mist, vanishing into thin air.

"Heh," Jiang Chen chuckled, sounding almost amused. "Just as I thought… You were hiding something after all."

His voice turned cold. "Remember this—I won’t let you off so easily."

Then, just like that, he retreated, even pulling back his divine sense so Mo Hao could no longer feel his presence.

The suffocating pressure that had been looming over Mo Hao disappeared in an instant.

But even though he could finally breathe again, he didn’t feel good about it.

Damn it.

He had been so sure he could take down that dark sprite demon. He had even burned 20,000 Pretentious Points on that pill, expecting a clean victory.

And yet, here he was. The enemy was still alive, and worst of all?

He hadn’t even managed to show off properly.

This was not how things were supposed to go.

And now? He was down to just 10,000 Pretentious Points—his resources were nearly drained, and he still hadn’t successfully acted pretentious or made anyone eat their words.

That made him uneasy.

Damn it! he clenched his fists, frustration boiling inside him.

I need to act pretentious—and fast. If I don’t turn this around soon, then that pill was a complete waste!

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to think.

Alright. First things first—back to the Moon Plucking Heavenly Sect.

At least there, I’ll be surrounded by people. If that dark sprite demon comes after me again, I won’t be an easy target in a crowd.

And more importantly?

With more people around, I’ll have plenty of chances to act pretentious.

With that thought in mind, Mo Hao didn’t waste another second. He turned and shot toward the Moon Plucking Heavenly Sect at full speed.