I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 981 - 980: Hu Xian’er

Chapter 981: Chapter 980: Hu Xian’er

The Lord of Light was bathed entirely in radiance,

At this moment, he was even more dazzling than the sun in the sky.

The words from his mouth spouted forth, immediately taking form, akin to preaching, the sound of the Great Dao resounding.

Among the crowd below, more and more people began to kneel in worship.

“Light is indeed the endpoint of all things, everything begins with light. Along the way, one should disperse the darkness, and ultimately return to glory in light.

Be it Buddhism, Daoism, heroes, empires, or worldly conflicts, they are all but aspects of light.”

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The Traction Venerable looked somewhat dazedly at the Lord of Light.

His gaze was full of devoutness, by the end, even brimming with hot tears.

His emotional changes were not for outsiders to comprehend.

After a long while, the light began to dissipate, and the Traction Venerable also stood up from the ground.

He gave a deep bow to the Lord of Light.

“From today on, I am willing to be the light’s traction. Putuo Temple is a Buddhist temple, and also a temple of light.”

His words fell, and the expressions of the people below dramatically changed.

Without doing anything, merely a few words had made an elder of the Imperial Rule Immortal Sect follow him so.

The various influential figures present couldn’t calm their hearts for a long time.

“May all of you aspire to light,” proclaimed the Lord of Light loudly.

Instantly, endless flowers of light floated down from above.

Following the Traction Venerable’s concession and departure from the platform, Baili Chengfeng also announced the Lord of Light’s victory.

Those who knelt were from other Sect Gates.

Many mighty ones from various Sect Gates saw this scene, their faces awkward, and they let out a profound huff.

This startled those who had kneeled into awakening.

One by one, they all had ashamed expressions.

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Legend has it that after creating the Minor Brightness Holy Land, the Lord of Light left and never returned.

He wandered the world, spreading light.

However, his fame wasn’t that extensive, as he often took on extracorporeal incarnations, and many who had received his benevolence did not know he was the Lord of Light.

But the appearance of the Lord of Light this time made many people realize something.

Could it be that the demon really intended to destroy the world?

Many pondered this thought secretly in their hearts.

Meanwhile, Baili Chengfeng asked, “Does the Lord of Light choose to fight or to rest?”

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“Having ascended the platform, one doesn’t simply step down,” the Lord of Light said with a smile.

“The light advances without retreat, never leaving a way out.”

“Good, then who will come to challenge the Lord of Light next?” Baili Chengfeng asked loudly.

The scene immediately fell into silence.

Everyone seemed to become quiet.

Some dared not, others were weighing the gains and losses.

“Perhaps this concubine might try,” a somewhat seductive voice spoke up.

The voice was like ripples on spring water, gently and softly sweeping over everyone’s hearts.

Before even seeing the owner of the voice, many people couldn’t contain the burning within their hearts, already stirred into a reaction.

Some breathed rapidly, looking towards the direction of the voice.

A pair of pale, nimble jade feet slowly stepped onto the platform.

She was not wearing shoes, immaculately so.

From the jade feet up, were delicate and fair long legs.

Those long legs were covered with transparent light gauze, partly hidden and partly visible.

Looking upwards, eager to see not just her face but her entire form.

She was an extremely charming woman, with long and straight hair not pinned up, simply cascading over her shoulders.

Her lips were soft, her eyes seductive, her nose delicate, her eyebrows graceful.

Her features, each seemed perfectly crafted by the heavens.

Like gentle waves that seem to flow towards you to embrace you, they intoxicate you.

Some people were so captivated that they drooled.

Even the most resolute in their Daoist heart had to commend her beauty.

“It’s Hu Xian’er,” someone resisted his inner turmoil and uttered with a lingering fear.

“The Clan Leader of the Heavenly Fox Clan.”

“A natural-born charming fox, whose Charm Techniques have probably reached their peak. To possess this lady, what else could one desire in the world.”

Xu Zimo turned his head and saw that Lin Ruhu actually had a mesmerized look on his face.

It seemed that this young man’s Daoist heart was not as steadfast as it should be.

But he couldn’t blame him; after all, he hasn’t been practicing for long enough. It seemed like a good idea to give him “The Dream of Three Thousand Years” when the opportunity arose, to let him temper himself.

“Don’t look,” Xu Zimo patted his shoulder.

“Ah,” Lin Ruhu yelped, finally snapping back to reality.

“Zimo brother, what was I just…?”

“It’s nothing,” Xu Zimo shook his head.

“The path you need to walk is still long. Although you’re already more outstanding than many of your peers, it’s still not enough.

Compared to these old monsters who’ve lived for innumerable years, your cultivation falls a bit short.”

“I understand,” Lin Ruhu replied with a touch of guilt.

“You don’t have to be discouraged, everyone has gone through this, very few are invincible at birth,” Xu Zimo said with a smile.

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At this moment, on the arena, Hu Xian’er looked towards the Lord of Light.

With a touch of resentment, she said, “Taoist Priest, you seem so elusive.”

“Why has Lady Xian’er came forward?” asked the Lord of Light.

“Taoist Priest, you ask knowingly,” Miss Xian’er replied with a smile.

“I don’t understand,” the Lord of Light shook his head.

“You really have a cruel heart. After leaving that year, I’ve searched for your trace everywhere for years, yet you never came back even for a glance.”

Hu Xian’er said with a falling tone, “Leaving me alone, to think of you and miss you every day.”

“Lady, you are mistaken. The so-called Taoist Priest was nothing more than an external manifestation of myself. I am the Lord of Light,” the Lord of Light shook his head to clarify.

“An external manifestation is also you; I don’t care,” Hu Xian’er said.

“All these years I’ve searched for you, just for one answer.”

The crowd beneath the stage watched the dialogue between the two, feeling somewhat astonished.

Could it be that the Lord of Light and Hu Xian’er had known each other for a long time, and it seemed that their relationship was not simple at all.

“Xiao Dingtian, you big-eyed fellow are actually this kind of person,” Xu Zimo said with an interested smile.

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“What answer does Lady seek?” the Lord of Light asked.

“Do you have me in your heart?” Hu Xian’er asked.

“Of course, my heart holds all living beings under the heavens; Light broadly enlightens the world.

Since Lady is a part of all living beings under the heavens, naturally, you are included,” replied the Lord of Light.

“I’m not talking about some damn Light,” Hu Xian’er replied angrily.

“I’m talking about love.”

“I have no love in my heart,” the Lord of Light shook his head.

“Fine. Today, I will stand on this arena—if you can kill me, you win,” Hu Xian’er said obstinately.

“Why does Lady need to do this?” the Lord of Light shook his head, “It’s merely an obsession.”

“How, you dare not?” Hu Xian’er smiled.

She smiled with a slight tilt at the corner of her mouth, carrying a trace of pride. The gleam on her fair cheeks seemed to be gentle enough to melt the ice and snow of the Heavenly Mountain.

The Lord of Light raised his hand, and a burst of Light descended, blasting her silhouette away.

As the Light surged, just a raise of Lord of Light’s hand hoisted Hu Xian’er’s flying silhouette into midair, dozens of meters away.

“Can Lady let go of this obsession?” the Lord of Light asked again.

His gaze was calm and undisturbed, without a hint of emotion.