I Truly Am The Villian

Chapter 402 - 401: Conflict with Vermilion Academy

"Originally, I had no intention of killing you, but since you’re so eager to die, I shall oblige."

The young man in the blue robe slightly bent down, holding Yue Qingli’s head with his left hand, while his right hand formed a tight fist.

Endless spiritual energy gathered around his fist.

His fist tore through the surrounding space, forcefully smashing towards Yue Qingli’s head.

Just as it was about to hit the head, when only a few centimeters separated them,

a light reprimand sounded from the side.

"Enough," Xu Zimei said indifferently.

While his words sounded mild, they seemed to carry an oppressive force with them.

The young man in the blue robe froze, unable to move no matter how he tried.

Yue Qingli took this opportunity to scramble up from the ground.

Looking at Xu Zimei, he said despondently, "I lost."

"You have passed the test," Xu Zimei said indifferently.

Yue Qingli suddenly looked up, staring incredulously at Xu Zimei.

"I sent you to challenge them, not necessarily to win against him," Xu Zimei replied indifferently.

"What I wanted was an attitude, just like you said, an attitude of betting everything, even life itself."

"I...," Yue Qingli took a deep breath, words on the tip of his tongue, but he was too excited to know what to say.

"Kneel down," Xu Zimei said calmly.

"Ah," Yue Qingli was taken aback.

"Kneel and take me as your master. If you don’t want to, pretend I never said it," Xu Zimei stated plainly.

Yue Qingli was slightly astonished; he clearly hadn’t expected Xu Zimei to say that.

"A useless master and a useless disciple make quite the spectacle!"

The previous young man in the blue robe, feeling that he had lost face because of Xu Zimei, mocked from the side.

Although he thought Xu Zimei might be stronger than himself, he estimated it couldn’t be by much.

Moreover, Xu Zimei had broken the rules by intervening in the battle, which gave him the upper hand both morally and logically.

"Just now, you were all in a bluster about having a decisive battle with me, and now you’re running away like a dog that has lost its home.

People of the Third-Eye Demon Clan are all trash.

Forever trash."

Onlookers began to discuss openly at the scene unfolding.

"This young man appears to be only a little older than us, wanting to take disciples.

He’s really fooling around!"

"What’s so surprising about that? Birds of a feather flock together.

Trash always clusters with trash."

Ignoring the people around him, Xu Zimei looked at Yue Qingli, quietly waiting for his response.

Yue Qingli slowly opened his eyes, which had been lightly shut, and after a moment of contemplation, he straightened his attire before kneeling down slowly.

"Disciple Yue Qingli hereby kowtows in acceptance of my master.

I hope my esteemed master will accept me.

Though naturally dim-witted, I am willing to strive to learn.

Those who birthed me are my parents, and he who teaches me is my master.

The grace of a teacher is like the sea, and Qingli will never forget it.

I will also work twice as hard in the future, so as not to tarnish my master’s reputation!"

Watching Yue Qingli kowtow with great respect,

the surrounding youngsters burst into laughter.

"This good-for-nothing really did take a master, I would have tried too if I knew he was this foolish."

"Clamoring for attention, just making a spectacle of himself."

......

Xu Zimei paid no attention to others and instead merely waved his hand, saying with a faint smile, "Rise."

Yue Qingli stood up respectfully and moved to Xu Zimei’s side.

In a low voice, he said, "Master, let’s go.

Let’s leave this place, and I’ll take you to our Third-Eye Demon Clan."

"Why leave this place?" Xu Zimei asked indifferently.

"These people mocked us for no reason, shouldn’t they pay a price?"

"Teacher, this is Vermilion Academy," Yue Qingli said hesitantly.

Although he had taken Xu Zimei as his mentor, he was just seizing any opportunity that came his way.

To say he truly believed in Xu Zimei one hundred percent, he wasn’t there yet.

After all, Xu Zimei was too young.

If it were an elder with an extraordinary temperament, perhaps it would be more convincing.

"Now that you have become my disciple, as your teacher, I’ll give you a gift as a meeting present," Xu Zimei said indifferently.

Seeing the puzzled look in Yue Qingli’s eyes, Xu Zimei slowly stepped forward.

He said to the many young people present, "To those who were just mocking from the sidelines, I give you two options.

First, apologize and compensate with something that satisfies me."

"I’ll take the second option," Xu Zimei’s words were not yet finished when a young man beside him shouted with a playful smile.

"The second option is to be killed by me."

As Xu Zimei’s voice fell, his figure instantly disappeared from sight.

When he reappeared, he was already standing in front of the young man who had just shouted.

Without giving the young man a chance to struggle, Tyrant Shadow unsheathed and split him in half.

"Did you think I was joking with you?" Xu Zimei’s gaze swept over everyone present, he said coldly.

In a moment, they watched a body fall before their very eyes.

Everyone fell silent as if chilled to the bone.

"You dare to kill someone in front of Vermilion Academy’s gates, disrupting the recruitment test, this is a provocation to the authority of the Holy Institute," a young man said.

"Have none of you ever died before?" Xu Zimei turned his head, lightly laughing.

......

"What’s going on here?" The situation also caught the attention of people from Vermilion Academy.

The six teachers in charge of recruitment stood up and walked over here.

"Teacher, someone is causing trouble here and has openly killed someone," someone shouted.

The six teachers walked up to the front and frowned at the situation in the middle of the field.

One of the elders looked at Xu Zimei and asked flatly.

"Did you kill this person?"

"I killed him, so what?" Xu Zimei replied indifferently.

"Then you must come with us," the elder said, gesturing grandly with his hand as the might of the Esteem Vein Realm burst forth from him.

"Ant," Xu Zimei snorted coldly.

He didn’t even need to make a move; the snort alone was infused with the oppressive might of the Saint Vein.

There was a loud "bang."

The elder from the academy retreated more than three steps, grunting as he couldn’t hold back and blood spurted from his mouth.

His complexion turned terrifyingly pale.

"Teacher Yu," someone exclaimed.

The elder looked deeply at Xu Zimei, his eyes filled with wariness.

He glanced at the other teachers beside him, shook his head slightly as a signal not to act rashly.

"A true powerhouse,

Just one sound, and I didn’t even stand a chance to resist."

"Where does your honor hail from?" The elder asked with a slight formal tone.

"Why cause trouble on the day of Vermilion Academy’s recruitment?"

"Where I come from is of no importance," Xu Zimei stated flatly.

"Moreover, I am not the one causing trouble; it was they who mocked me first.

Isn’t teaching them a lesson justified?"

The elder looked around at the many students and seeing many of them with their heads lowered, not speaking, he had his answer.

"A lesson is one thing, but you shouldn’t have gone as far as to kill," he said.