The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!-Chapter 105: Crazy Plot Twist!!

"...Huh?"

The dust cleared, revealing his "goddess."

Green-robed, beautiful. Check. Lips made for kissing? Check. Eyes charming enough to guarantee good genetics? Double check. A bosom he could admire now and play with later—once their future kids were running around? Absolute perfection. The rest? A body carved by the heavens themselves.

His heart raced for a blissful second—before his brain caught up.

His initial grin froze, "Wait a minute…"

The "goddess" shifted, groaning in his arms. Zhu Qing. His supposed "guardian," the one who had sent him to this wasteland in the first place.

"Oh, great," he muttered, his earlier excitement replaced by exasperation. "Not a fairy, just my personal harbinger of bad luck. Thanks a lot, heavens!"

Zhu Qing’s eyes snapped open, narrowing into dangerous slits. "Put. Me. Down."

Su Xiaobai’s lips twitched into a grin, his earlier frustration forgotten. "Not happening! You’re my fairy, sent by the heavens to bless my adventure! I wished for a beauty, and bam—here you are!"

"Beauty?" Zhu Qing spat, wriggling in his grip. "I’ll show you my beauty when I carve my name into your skull!"

"Hah!" Su Xiaobai laughed, casually adjusting his hold so she didn’t slip. "Aw, come on, Qingqing. I’ve never caught a fairy before. Can’t I at least enjoy the moment?"

"Qingqing?! PUT. ME. DOWN!"

She kicked, aiming for his ribs, but Su Xiaobai just dodged, grinning wider. "Not until you agree to sit prettily on the back of my noble steed!" He patted Little Red, who snorted as if it too found the situation hilarious.

"I swear on the heavens—" Zhu Qing hissed, wriggling harder.

"Yeah, yeah, blame the heavens," Su Xiaobai quipped, finally setting her down. "They’re the ones who tossed you my way. Don’t blame me for being too charming."

Zhu Qing brushed herself off, her face dark with fury. "You’re lucky the heavens cursed me before I could curse you."

"Haha…" Su Xiaobai chuckled, savoring her misery like fine wine. But he reined himself in—barely. "Who did this to you, Elder?" he asked, his lips twitching as he struggled to keep a straight face.

The sight was too much. Zhu Qing, the terrifying and suspiciously cunning woman, now standing here powerless, dropped like trash from the heavens? Whoever pulled this off deserved a medal—or maybe an exorcism.

He couldn’t sense a shred of power from her. Whoever sealed her Qi and tossed her down like a sack of potatoes was no ordinary foe. A ruthless demon, for sure, Su Xiaobai thought, his smile widening.

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Note to self: never meet that demon.

If only he knew…

"Humph!" Zhu Qing snorted angrily, crossing her arms. "Who else if not the Sword Peak Lord?"

"Ah, makes sense," Su Xiaobai nodded sagely before his expression shifted to confusion. "Wait… no, it doesn’t make sense at all."

He glanced at Zhu Qing, whose gaze darted away.

How could Bai Yujian just tie her hands, seal her Qi, and toss her like trash? Weren’t they both Peak Lords?

"..." Zhu Qing bit her lips, her expression souring. "Keep this to yourself," she said, her glare daring him to breathe a word.

Su Xiaobai gave her an innocent nod. ’Of course, I’ll keep it safe in my treasure vault of secrets. Right next to the pile labeled ’leverage.’’

He smirked inwardly. Information was power, and this little gem about Zhu Qing was worth more than any treasure.

The story began as Zhu Qing begrudgingly explained her predicament. When she joined the Xiantian Sect after escaping the destruction of her previous sect, a spell had been placed on her—a binding curse meant to ensure her loyalty.

She’d forgotten it even existed over the centuries, but Bai Yujian hadn’t. And apparently, the Sword Peak Lord had decided to exploit it today.

Su Xiaobai stroked his chin like a professional negotiator. "Makes sense, but still doesn’t explain why you’re here… helpless… being carried like a sack of rice."

"..." Zhu Qing’s lips twitched. She couldn’t exactly admit Bai Yujian had yeeted her off the ship like trash. That would shatter her carefully crafted aura of seniority.

"Little devil, how about I tell you an even better story?" Zhu Qing’s tone turned sweet, her voice dripping honey.

Su Xiaobai raised a brow. That sweetness didn’t fool him for a second. He gestured toward the one-horned bull. "Go ahead, Elder. Mount up. I’m listening."

Zhu Qing climbed onto the beast with a twitching eye, only for Su Xiaobai to slide in behind her. He placed his hands on her waist with zero hesitation. "For protection," he said, grinning.

Zhu Qing’s fingers twitched, her pride screaming in protest, but she swallowed her anger. ’Helpless chicken, helpless chicken’ she repeated to herself.

Xiao Hei flew overhead, following them effortlessly. That girl, Su Xiaobai had learned, had stamina that could rival a blood beast.

"You know about Zhao Tianxuan?" Zhu Qing began, her voice light, almost evil.

"The Sect Master? Of course," Su Xiaobai replied. His brow furrowed. "Why?"

Her lips curled into a suspicious smile. "Do you know… more?"

Su Xiaobai’s instincts screamed. This woman was up to something. "What about him?"

Zhu Qing leaned back slightly, her cunning smile widening. "He and I were once engaged."

"..." Su Xiaobai blinked. "Wait, that was real...?"

He’d heard whispers—Lulu mentioned it once in passing—but he’d assumed it was nonsense. His eyes flicked to Zhu Qing’s profile. She did have the looks: charming face, suspicious aura, a body that could lead armies to ruin. But still… Zhao Tianxuan?

"It was real." Zhu Qing sighed dramatically. "And do you know why the marriage was called off?"

"He didn’t want to marry a—"

Su Xiaobai’s words cut off as Zhu Qing shot him a glare that could have frozen his blood mid-flow.

"Humph! He would die just to touch me!" she snapped, her voice filled with indignation. "That bastard’s dream was about to come true, and he ruined it!"

"..." Su Xiaobai wisely chose silence. After all, his hands were currently on her waist, and despite the "protection" excuse, he wasn’t dying to touch her either.

The one-horned bull beneath them galloped wildly, trampling wraith soldiers as it charged through the wasteland. The land’s unspoken rule—no fighting at night—left the battlefield eerily calm, save for the sound of hooves crushing bones.

"Right before the wedding, I snuck into Zhao Tianxuan’s room," Zhu Qing continued, her tone turning downright gleeful.

Su Xiaobai’s face darkened. Oh no…

She went on, describing how she’d "peacefully" terrorized Zhao Tianxuan. In reality, she’d given him a simple choice: marry her and lose his manhood, or break off the engagement and keep his family jewels intact.

Like any sensible man, Zhao Tianxuan chose the latter, announcing the end of the engagement the very next day.

The fallout? Bai Yujian had unleashed holy wrath upon him for "wasting her efforts." Zhao Tianxuan had been sidelined for years, licking his wounds.

Su Xiaobai’s eye twitched as the story ended. ’Why did she tell me this?’

"You understand now, Disciple Su?" Zhu Qing’s voice was low, almost whispering, as she casually placed a hand behind her back.

Crunch~! Crunch~~!

Her fingers curled into a twisting motion, pointing ominously toward his crotch.

The message was clear: Don’t try anything, or you’ll lose more than your dignity.

"Ha-ha," Su Xiaobai let out a strained laugh, quickly raising his hands. "Don’t worry, Elder Qing! I already have a lover, and she’s very strict about ’extra decorations.’ Last time I joked about it, she nearly turned my heavenly meat sword into a toothpick! Trust me, I’d rather keep it where it belongs."

To emphasize his point, he gently placed his hands on her rear and slid her slightly forward.

"For safety," he added with a grin.

"You—!" Zhu Qing turned, stunned by his audacity, her face flushing with a mixture of outrage and disbelief.

Behind them, Xiao Hei snickered quietly.

Seeing his grin, Zhu Qing shook her head. Tired. Even after her explicit threat, this rat was still grinning like he’d won the heavens’ lottery.

She laughed softly—just once. Beautiful, almost.

But she wasn’t joking. If this rat tried anything, he’d learn why you don’t mess with a tribulation expert—even one with sealed Qi. She could’ve landed earlier without a scratch.

And now? She could snap his neck like a twig.

Last time, during the sect trial, she’d let his little mischief slide. But luck? It runs out. Rats are cute when they nibble… until they bite. Then? Slap. One hit. Dead.

"Who’s this woman you’re so scared of?" Zhu Qing asked suddenly, her lips twitching. "How about I discipline her? Train her to ’serve’ you properly?"

Her smile deepened. For once, his sour face didn’t seem so unsatisfying. Almost… enjoyable.

"Nah, you’re full of shit, Elder," Su Xiaobai said, shaking his head like he’d just heard the joke of the century. "The woman I like? No one could tame her."

Zhu Qing’s brow arched. Dangerous. "Are you challenging me?" Her voice lowered, smooth as silk. "I’ve tamed more warriors than the hairs on your head back in the Dark Sparrow Sect."

Su Xiaobai’s smile turned bitter. "Elder, it’s not about doubting your capabilities. It’s just… this woman is a bit special. No one could match her."

He wasn’t lying. Su Xiaobai truly believed Matriarch Su, his mother, was the strongest. In a fair fight, she might even take down Sun Liang. The only reason he’d resorted to dirty tricks was because that’s what worked on someone untouchable.

But Bai Yujian? She changed everything.

Despite her easygoing personality—which only he seemed to witness—Su Xiaobai knew better. Beneath that calm exterior? A storm. The kind that left blood on its path. Enough blood that she probably didn’t even blink flattening cities by mistake.

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Even now, sitting behind Zhu Qing, he didn’t feel the suffocating dread Bai Yujian radiated. Sure, both women smelled amazing. But Bai Yujian? She smelled like death disguised as jasmine.

Lost in his thoughts, Su Xiaobai’s expression turned dreamy, and Zhu Qing’s lips twitched.

Such. Disrespect.

She was sitting right here, and this brat had the audacity to fantasize about another woman? Natural jealousy bubbled up—not because she liked him, of course. But because he dared to suggest someone was better than her.

"Mind sharing her name, Disciple Su?" Zhu Qing said, her tone deceptively sweet. "If I can’t discipline her for you, I’ll be your disciple for a month."

"…What?" Su Xiaobai blinked, stunned. Did he hear that right? A Peak Lord… offering to become his disciple?

What kind of crazy plot twist was this?

"Are you sure, Elder Qing?" Su Xiaobai asked, though his heart was pounding with excitement. He could already imagine making her scrub floors or, better yet, fetching his tea.

"I pledge on my honor," Zhu Qing replied without hesitation.

Su Xiaobai’s face darkened—barely hiding the grin threatening to split his face.

"Don’t stall. Tell me. Who is it?" Zhu Qing urged, turning toward him impatiently.

Su Xiaobai’s lips moved. Two words slipped out, clear as a bell.

Boom.