Amidst the darkness of death, a sound like a whisper of the wind echoed through Jiang Yun's consciousness. He felt a deep coldness and loneliness, but only for a mont. The darkness gradually gave way to a warm, familiar light. At the sa ti, he felt a sharp pain piercing his soul.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in an unfamiliar place. His body and mind were no longer the sa. His body felt light, but filled with spiritual energy swirling inside him. It was a sensation he had never experienced before in his previous life.
Jiang Yun looked around and found himself on a plateau atop a steep mountain. Below him, he could see clouds drifting low. In the distance, he saw a vast land spreading out, a land he imdiately knew was not his original world but a realm called "Tianyuan."
The Northern Continent, where he currently resided, was a frigid land constantly covered in snow. This continent was ho to nurous sects, royal families, and cultivation clans, but the most powerful entities in the Northern Land were the Eight Sacred Lands, which were the centers of power for many strong cultivators. He himself was a disciple of one such place, the "Sacred Land of Mist," located atop the mountain where Jiang Yun now stood.
Jiang Yun felt sothing unusual. This body was not his, and when he examined his own spirit, he found foreign mories flooding into his mind—mories of another young man with the sa na as him... Jiang Yun.
This Jiang Yun was the Holy Son of the Sacred Land of Mist, raised by the Supre Elder of the Sacred Land, Lin Qingyi. She was a genius cultivator with the potential to ascend to the rank of Emperor, known throughout the Northern Continent as one of the three most beautiful won and among the top ten in Tianyuan.
However, the original Jiang Yun who possessed this body t a tragic end. He was attacked by a demonic cultivator at the Saint level while carrying out a mission assigned by his sect, where he protected his junior disciples, resulting in a severe injury and causing him to fall unconscious. When he awoke, he had been rescued by his master and brought back to the Sacred Land, only to be falsely accused by his own junior disciple of being the cause of nearly all the deaths of the disciples. Despite a thorough investigation, they could not identify the attacker. The original owner of the body returned to his peak to recover but succumbed to his injuries, dying peacefully atop the mountain of the Sacred Land of Mist without anyone knowing.
Amidst the onslaught of mories, Jiang Yun felt the emotions of this young man—the fear, despair, the pain of betrayal, and the desire to cultivate and beco stronger to seek revenge.
Jiang Yun gazed out at the vast land he knew little about. At the sa ti, he felt a sense of despair ignited within his heart. He may have died in his previous world, but in this new one, he had been given a second chance—a chance to start anew and cultivate himself in the vast and challenging world of Tianyuan. Yet, his injuries made him feel utterly hopeless.
Ding!!
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[Would you like to bind with the system?]
Jiang Yun stood still amidst the darkness in his mind. The sudden "Ding!" startled him slightly, but he quickly cald down. His experience reading novels in his past life made him sowhat familiar with such situations.
"Bind with the system."
He spoke confidently, not yet fully understanding what it was, but sothing inside told him that this might be his only chance to survive this difficult situation.
As soon as he finished speaking, a response from the system echoed in his mind.
[Villain System successfully bound.]
"What?! A Villain System?"
[Of course, Host! I am the number one Ultimate Villain System of all ti!!!]
A voice without a visible form introduced itself with boldness and authority. Jiang Yun looked intrigued and asked,
"What is your function or ability?"
[I am the Villain System, here to help the host beco the greatest villain of all ti. My job is to assist you in identifying and gathering information on the Sons or Daughters of Destiny. You just need to hunt them down, defeat them, steal their opportunities, or make them your subordinates. In doing so, you will gain their luck, and I will grant you villain points at a rate of 1:10 (Luck: Villain Points). These points can be exchanged for various items, including pills, weapons, combat skills, cultivation upgrades, and much more. When you reach a certain amount of villain points, the shop will open for you.]
"That sounds reasonable. I don't care what kind of system it is as long as it's useful."
[Reasonable? How dare you insult , Host! (ノ°□°) ノ︵ ┻━┻]
Jiang Yun didn't respond but listened attentively. The system provided information, but he had so questions. He asked curiously,
"Can I gain villain points by killing people with luck who are not Sons or Daughters of Destiny?"
The system paused for a mont before answering.
[Yes, the host can gain villain points from individuals with special fates, even if they are not Sons or Daughters of Destiny. However, the exchange rate will be 1:1 because ordinary people's luck is vastly different from that of the favored Sons or Daughters of Destiny.]
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yun nodded slightly, feeling that he was starting to find a direction to move forward in this new world.
"Do you have an information panel?"
[Of course, Host.]
Na: Jiang Yun
Identity: Holy Son of the Sacred Land of Mist [???]
Affiliation: Sacred Land of Mist
Cultivation Level: Spirit Foundation, Level 1 (Shattered)
Body: Sacred Bone (Excavated), Ice Emperor Body
Special Occupations: Alchemist Level 6, Formation Master Level 5, Weapon Forger Level 5
Skills: (King-Level Technique, Flowing Ice) (Heaven-Level Technique, Mist Blade) (Heaven-Level Technique, Ice Fist)
Weapons: Ice Sword Level 6 (Broken), Snow Silk Armor Level 7 (Broken)
Luck: Black (-1000)
Luck Levels: Black (Less than 0), White (1-100), Green (100-1,000), Blue (1,000 – 10,000), Red (10,000 – 100,000), Purple (100,000 – 1,000,000), Gold (1,000,000 and above)
Villain Points: 0
"What does the question mark an, and what does black luck signify?"
[The system does not currently have access to this information, and black luck ans the host may experience misfortune at any ti.]
"Why?"
[The host's level is too low to provide accurate information.]
Jiang Yun was about to complain, but the system's voice interrupted.
[Host, you have a beginner's gift. Would you like to open it?]
Jiang Yun paused for a mont before responding.
"Open."
The words resonated in his mind with determination, and he felt that sothing was about to happen...
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