Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate

High above in the sky, Jiang Chen watched them with a frown. These guys... they’re just a noisy, disorganized bunch!

The Prosperous Stone Immortal Star actually sent a group like this to the Immortal Martial Continent?

Not that surprising, though. They probably think the demon race has already taken over, so they just sent these guys to scout things out—expendable, nothing more.

Right then, a man named Shao Ji, a Transcendence realm cultivator, snapped. His powerful aura filled the air like a crushing weight. "Enough! All of you, shut up!"

The noisy group instantly fell silent, too scared to make a sound.

Shao Ji swept his gaze over Zhu Zhihai and his people, his voice dripping with arrogance. "I’ll be the one asking the questions. What’s the current situation in the Immortal Martial Continent? Who’s really pulling the strings here? How much land has the demon army taken? And what realm is their leader at?"

As someone born and raised in the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star, Shao Ji looked down on this place. To him, the Immortal Martial Continent was nothing but a wasteland, and the people here? Just insects beneath his feet.

That tone… that attitude… Jiang Chen’s frown deepened, a flash of disdain crossing his eyes.

The Prosperous Stone Immortal Star had abandoned the Immortal Martial Continent for over a million years, turning its back on the land and its people. And now, after all this time, they finally sent help—but instead of strong, reliable warriors, they sent this arrogant, disorganized mess of a group.

Still, Jiang Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly.

As the ruler of the Immortal Martial Continent—and the so-called villain—how had he ended up at odds with the protagonist, Mo Hao?

In the original timeline, had the people of the Immortal Martial Continent resented the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star so much that they offended Mo Hao in the process?

Mo Hao’s secret weapon is still a mystery… Jiang Chen thought.

For now, I’ll play along and get the information I need.

With that decision made, he quickly sent his instructions to Zhu Zhihai below using his divine sense.

"Hmph! Who cares about the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star? This is our land—the Immortal Martial Continent!" Urged on by Jiang Chen, Zhu Zhihai’s expression turned ice-cold as he shot back. "You want our intel? Then you share yours first!"

"What? You think you can talk to me like that?" Shao Ji frowned, his irritation clear. But after a brief pause, he let it go. "Whatever. We’re all human, no point in making this a fight. Besides, this isn’t the right place for a discussion. Let’s go somewhere better and talk properly."

The other Transcendence realm cultivators nodded in agreement.

From what the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star had originally assessed, they assumed the Immortal Martial Continent had already fallen completely to the demon race.

But now, seeing that wasn’t the case, it meant the continent still had some fight left.

At the very least, there had to be Transcendence realm cultivators holding their ground.

Their goal was simple—gather intel, prove their worth, and return to the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star with some achievements under their belt. There was no reason to stir up unnecessary trouble with the locals.

"Talk properly?" Zhu Zhihai scoffed. "Fine, I’ll throw your own words back at you. Since we’re all human, I’ll go along with it—for now." He followed Jiang Chen’s orders without hesitation.

"Go on, then. Lead the way," Shao Ji said, forcing a smile while keeping his true thoughts to himself.

"Let’s move," Zhu Zhihai ordered, turning and heading toward the Moon Plucking Heavenly Sect’s headquarters.

With that, the two thousand cultivators from the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star quickly followed behind them.

But before they got far, a scar-faced, burly Transcendence realm cultivator let out a cold chuckle and turned to Mo Hao. "You? Don’t even bother getting involved."

"You’d just embarrass yourself, so why not dig a hole now and save everyone the trouble?" he sneered.

"Exactly!" someone else chimed in.

"Mo Hao, you’re nothing but a fraud, built up by pills. I bet you couldn’t even beat me, and I’m just a Peak-stage Dao Palace realm cultivator."

"A waste is a waste. Once your family is gone, you’ll have nothing left—just another stray dog on the streets."

More cultivators piled on, their gazes filled with contempt as they stared him down.

Even the weaker cultivators couldn’t resist mocking him. After all, how often did they get the chance to insult a Transcendence realm cultivator? And not just any cultivator—Mo Hao, a former young master who had fallen from grace.

"Mo Hao, get lost!" someone shouted.

"You think you’re getting any information? Keep dreaming!"

"Yeah! After everything you’ve done, you don’t deserve to be here. Scram!"

The crowd kept piling on, their voices getting louder and more aggressive.

What started as a few insults had turned into a full-blown mob, all ganging up on a single person.

"What’s going on? Why are you all treating that guy, Mo Hao, like this?" Zhu Zhihai, following Jiang Chen’s orders, stepped in with a frown.

One of the cultivators spoke up. "That guy? He’s just a spoiled brat who’s spent his life bullying others. He’s got nothing going for him."

"I see." Zhu Zhihai gave a small nod, then waved a hand. "Whatever the case, we don’t have time for this. Let’s move."

His impatience didn’t sit well with Shao Ji and the others, but after a moment, they let it go and followed along, leaving Mo Hao behind—for now.

The crowd wasted no time falling in line, eager not to miss any crucial information.

After all, this wasn’t just about curiosity. Their very survival could depend on it.

Before long, a massive group had gathered around Zhu Zhihai, ready to find a place to talk.

Meanwhile, Mo Hao stayed behind, his gaze cold as he watched Shao Ji and the others walk away. A sneer crept onto his face. Hmph, you’ll regret this soon enough.

With that thought, he turned and headed off in a different direction.

He’s leaving on his own, Jiang Chen noted as he observed from above.

That makes it easier to uncover his secrets.

Zhu Zhihai and the others will handle the information exchange. I’ll follow Mo Hao myself.

If things play out like they should, after being humiliated like this, Mo Hao won’t let it slide. He’ll be looking for payback—fast.

And when someone tries to take advantage of his moment of weakness… they’ll end up being the real victims instead.

His eyes flashed as he scanned the group from the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star with his divine sense.

Right away, he locked onto a handful of cultivators with dangerously low Fate Value—including a scar-faced Early-stage Transcendence realm cultivator.

Their Fate Value was so low it had practically hit rock bottom—disaster was just around the corner.

These guys are nothing but stepping stones for Mo Hao, Jiang Chen thought, nodding slightly as he kept part of his divine sense locked onto them.

Watching these soon-to-be victims would give him a clear view of Mo Hao’s movements.

At the same time, he kept an eye on Zhu Zhihai and the others.

Before long, Zhu Zhihai’s group, along with Shao Ji and the rest of the crowd, arrived at the Moon Plucking Heavenly Sect’s headquarters.

One look at the desolate surroundings and the cold, empty buildings told Shao Ji and his men everything they needed to know—most of the sect’s members had been wiped out by the demon race.

Wasting no time, Zhu Zhihai stepped up as the representative and began exchanging information with Shao Ji and his group.

But Jiang Chen wasn’t really focused on that.

His main interest was still Mo Hao.

From above, he watched as Mo Hao broke away from the crowd and flew off into the distance.

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Before long, he landed on a barren, black mountain peak and sat down cross-legged.