I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 869: I have a sweetheart, no one can be presumptuous here

For the birthday celebration at Luo Wang Mansion, all the heavenly beings from the Central Immortal Domain were invited. Several immortal kings graced the occasion to extend their congratulations in person. The mansion was teeming with young individuals, representing the finest across different races and forces. Among them were those gifted with immortal king talents, recognized as the young lords of their generation.

Standing out prominently were Luo Xuan and Wang Wushang. Their brilliance overshadowed all their peers, evidenced by their remarkable achievements on the boundless battlefield. They defeated many contemporaries from other extraordinary worlds and collaborated to eliminate an intruder near the Immortal level, causing a stir in the Central Immortal Domain.

At their age, most peers were only in the quasi-emperor realm, facing an inevitable dead end against immortals.

However, Luo Xuan and Wang Wushang defied expectations, defeating immortals and earning the title of future hope for the Central Immortal Domain. They were expected to ascend to Immortal King within a few million years.

The connection between the Wang Family and Luo Mansion ran even more profound. This time, not only did an Immortal Ancestor King make an appearance, but the Wang Family also dispatched numerous prodigies, including Wang Ziji.

She was a prominent figure in the current Wang family, favored by another Immortal King Ancestor who invested significantly to elevate her from the original realm.

Currently seated in a distant pavilion, Wang Ziji, in her immaculate white attire, remained expressionless as she poured wine for herself, seemingly attempting to drown her sorrows. Observing from a distance, many young men displayed varied expressions.

It was widely known that Luo Xuan, the young lord of the Luo family, was pursuing Wang Ziji. Rumors circulated that the two families intended to unite through marriage, hoping to forge a Daoist couple in Luo Xuan and Wang Ziji.

However, Wang Ziji resisted this arrangement, and the Wang Family’s Immortal King ancestor, accompanying her, had yet to make a decision.

Various rumors in the Central Immortal Domain suggested that Wang Ziji might be the reincarnation of a peerless immortal from ancient times. Believed to reshape the foundation of the immortal king, she was destined to ascend to the position of Immortal King in the future.

On the expansive battlefield, she single-handedly held back the Dao-building expert who had succumbed to darkness, allowing Luo Xuan and Wang Wushang to collaborate and conquer the nearly-immortal adversary.

Were it not for Luo Xuan’s pursuit of Wang Ziji, numerous suitors would have breached the Wang family’s gates. Many families sought to arrange marriages with him.

Miss Ziji, if you truly wish to journey to the Western Immortal Domain, I am more than willing to accompany you. I would brave any obstacle, be it fire or water, mountains of swords or seas of fire—I would not hesitate.

Amid everyone’s gaze, Luo Xuan rose, took up a wine glass, and approached Wang Ziji. A soft smile adorned his face. Though he was initially tall with a cold, upright face, deep eyes, and a commanding presence, his current expression left many geniuses and holy maidens momentarily speechless and envious.

Throughout history, heroes have often been captivated by beauty; this sentiment was particularly pronounced in Luo Xuan’s case.

Despite his brilliance, dominance among the younger generation in the Immortal Domain, and prowess on the battlefield, he displayed tenderness towards a particular woman—patient and gentle.

Indeed, his words were even more astonishing. Many geniuses, including Wang Wushang, wore expressions of surprise.

The Western Immortal Domain was now considered dangerous, with even true immortals hesitant to tread its grounds, fearing encounters with disasters and bloodshed.

Yet, here was Luo Xuan, expressing his willingness to accompany Wang Ziji, undeterred by the risks, regardless of life or death.

Brother Luo’s kindness is truly rare…

Lord Luo Xuan has turned down many heavenly beauties with grace, but who would have guessed he harbors such deep infatuation.

Numerous young beings enveloped in immortal light voiced expressions of awe and admiration.

Wang Wushang, clad in white with a refined and handsome countenance, smiled and remarked, “Brother Luo’s sincerity is unmatched by anyone in the world.”

Despite being a young lord of the Wang family’s generation, Wang Wushang knew that assuming leadership of the Wang family in the future required the approval of several other ancestors, a task not easily accomplished.

Facilitating the marriage between Luo Xuan and Wang Ziji would not only bring the two closer but also enhance his influence within the family, increasing the likelihood of assuming a leadership role in the future.

Observing Wang Ziji drinking alone, he frowned upon hearing Luo Xuan’s words and set down his wine glass.

Luo Xuan, I’ve made it clear—I don’t like you, and I have no feelings for you. What’s there to like about me? Can’t you find someone else to pester? Quit hovering around me like a persistent fly. Do you not realize you’re coming off as insincere and cloying?

Frustrated by her inability to return to the realm of origin and irritated by Luo Xuan’s persistent pursuit, Wang Ziji’s anger surged. Even though he was the host of Luo Mansion or a young lord of the Immortal Domain, she scowled and expressed her frustration.

Before this, Luo Xuan had inexplicably fallen for her, proposing marriage to the Wang family and even seeking Luo Wang’s intervention for a formal proposal. Were it not for Wang Ziji’s plea to the Wang family ancestor to decline, she might have become Luo Xuan’s fiancée.

Despite her seemingly carefree demeanor, Wang Ziji was, in reality, cautious and harbored many thoughts. As a saint and time traveler, she carried a sense of pride and arrogance. She held no interest in the descendants of the Immortal Domain, who considered themselves superior, viewing them all as equals.

In her eyes, individuals like Luo Xuan, a young lord of Luo Mansion with aspirations to become an immortal king, were merely supporting characters. Perhaps one day, he would be effortlessly trampled upon by a protagonist with a radiant halo.

From Wang Ziji’s perspective, her seemingly unassuming cousin was anything but simple. Despite his easy-going and refined exterior, he concealed a cruel nature, contrasting sharply with the gentle facade he presented. This reminded her of Gu Changge from her encounters in the upper world.

However, Wang Ziji believed that Wang Wushang fell short of Gu Changge in terms of cruelty, indifference, and thoughtfulness. Wang Wushang’s subtle manipulations were transparent to her, and she anticipated that they would eventually be exposed in front of genuinely astute individuals, such as the Immortal King Ancestor of the Wang family, who observed Wang Wushang’s actions without pointing them out.

Luo Xuan, unfazed by Wang Ziji’s rebuke, wore a wry smile.

Miss Ziji, why do you always speak ill of me? Is there something wrong with me? If there’s something you dislike, I am more than willing to change it.

He had grown accustomed to Wang Ziji’s blunt words, finding them oddly refreshing. In the Central Immortal Domain, celestial beauties typically displayed gentle expressions when interacting with him, even if their relationship was mediocre. Wang Ziji, however, stood out as a rare exception.

Unintimidated by his talent and power, she addressed him directly when displeased, her tone unyielding. This unusual woman intrigued Luo Xuan, who had believed his life was solely dedicated to cultivating Daoism and impervious to emotional influences.

Everything changed after meeting Wang Ziji. Even in the face of her scolding, Luo Xuan couldn’t help but find her delicately cute. “You really lack self-awareness,” Wang Ziji remarked with a slightly cold tone.

For Luo Xuan, no matter how fiercely she scolded him, he maintained an expression of contentment that left Wang Ziji feeling somewhat helpless.

At times, even Wang Ziji found the situation unbelievable, akin to a storyline she had encountered in her previous life. Could it be that Luo Xuan had a penchant for self-inflicted verbal reprimands, seeking to be scolded in this manner?

Those present had grown accustomed to this familiar scene, understanding that Wang Ziji consistently exhibited a cold and arrogant demeanor towards everyone. Compliments regarding Luo Xuan’s handsome and talented nature were exchanged among the onlookers.

Wang Wushang, still holding his wine glass, approached with a shake of his head. He placed a hand on Luo Xuan’s shoulder, signifying their close relationship.

Cousin Ziji, why bother? Brother Luo is smitten with you. Is your heart made of stone?

Wang Ziji harbored little affection for Wang Wushang. Responding neutrally to his words, she suggested, “If Cousin Wushang has such affections for Luo Xuan, why not consider marrying him? The vast immortal domain holds many wonders, including methods to change genders. Seeking the help of the ancestor Immortal King is not an impossible task…”

Her words caused a freeze in Wang Wushang’s smiling expression, and he withdrew his hands from Luo Xuan’s shoulders as if shocked. Shockwaves rippled through the onlookers, including Luo Xuan, whose embarrassment was evident. He took a step aside, seemingly wary of potential misunderstandings.

“Miss Ziji…” Luo Xuan began to explain, but Wang Ziji waved her hands indifferently, stating, “Cousin Wushang, I’ve noticed your concern for Luo Xuan. Perhaps you should consider him. You two might be a better match.”

In the face of what would typically cause an uproar among ordinary individuals, Wang Ziji remained composed. Her expression stayed cold and arrogant, betraying no hint of embarrassment or discomfort, adding an element of calmness to the unexpected revelation.

Ahem.

“Cousin Ziji, what are you saying? How can you joke about your cousin in such a manner?” Despite harboring frustration and a sense of losing face, Wang Wushang maintained his usual gentle expression and spoke helplessly.

Observing Wang Wushang’s calm response, Wang Ziji sighed inwardly. She then turned her attention to Luo Xuan, delivering a firm message, “Luo Xuan, give up. I harbor no affection for you, and I already have a sweetheart. Compared to him, you’re not even worth considering.”

She walked towards the backyard with graceful steps and an elegant figure, leaving behind a stunned and incredulous Luo Xuan and the onlookers.

You have a sweetheart?

Luo Xuan’s mind buzzed with disbelief. As the realization sank in, his expression turned livid, and his eyes reflected gloom.

Wang Wushang also furrowed his brow, skeptical of Wang Ziji’s claim. “Is Ziji intentionally provoking you?” he inquired, looking at Luo Xuan.

Luo Xuan, wearing a gloomy expression, shook his head. “I don’t care if it’s true or not. The person she’s been in contact with recently is the young man she rescued on the boundless battlefield not long ago. I always found that guy irritating.”

While the geniuses were still reeling from Wang Ziji’s revelation, an overwhelming presence emanated from the high sky of Luo Wang Mansion. The world quivered, and indistinct figures sat aloft, influencing the surroundings. Wang Wushang and Luo Xuan, recognizing the Immortal King Ancestor, along with several other ancient Immortal Kings, were taken aback.

“All the ancestors are here. Is something significant happening?” The geniuses exclaimed guests elsewhere were astonished, and even true immortals couldn’t believe what was transpiring.

As everyone speculated, an inexplicable aura emerged from the distant end of the world. The sound of soldiers and horses stepping into the air echoed, accompanied by a divine light piercing the universe.

The aura of a foreign land.

The complexions of a few true immortals changed.

Why are people from other lands appearing in our fairyland territory without any hindrance?

Wang Wushang and Luo Xuan, along with others, were deeply shocked. They flew out of the bamboo forest, soaring into the sky to gaze into the distance.

Some keen observers noted the figures of several cross-legged immortal king ancestors in the void, prompting a realization. The visitors from the foreign land were likely targeting these ancestors.

“They’re probably not here for war. An immortal king is present, and no one can act recklessly.” A hushed whisper spread among the gathered individuals, reflecting a mix of awe and uncertainty.