Chapter 454 - 278: The Awkward Meeting the Parents Session - Could it be that I am the cruel villain? - NovelsTime

Could it be that I am the cruel villain?

Chapter 454 - 278: The Awkward Meeting the Parents Session

Author: The Tail of the Full Moon
updatedAt: 2025-07-14

CHAPTER 454: CHAPTER 278: THE AWKWARD MEETING THE PARENTS SESSION

"..."

A sharp and piercing scream unique to a young girl resonated through the valley, enough to spread out for dozens of miles.

No talent, just effort and sweat.

It felt like his eardrums were about to burst, the pain forcing Jiang Feng to cover them tightly. Turning his head, he saw the honest and sincere-looking Cen Zhuangzhuang had long covered his ears.

He understood his older sister better; in the instant she retracted her weapon and dispersed the fire, he knew what his cousin planned to do. This was what his cousin rated as a top Heavenly Rank Technique.

This kind of technique becomes stronger against the strong and weaker against the weak, its power determined by the practitioner’s family background. Generally, if one is the only child of the family, its power can increase several times...

In fact, it might even be more formidable than a Heavenly Rank Technique.

Staring in awe at Miss Cen beside him, for a moment he didn’t know what to say. He opened his mouth to speak but hesitated. Soon, accompanied by the girl’s screams, a figure carrying a terrifying aura swept in from the direction of Dongliang City!

"Damn..."

His jaw almost dropped to the ground.

Black fog covered the sky, blotting out the night, making heaven and earth weep. Even that dreadful Blood Demon Curse that dyed the sky red couldn’t halt the fog’s spread. Within moments, the air’s bloody odor was swallowed up, and even Yin Xue, in the midst of casting a spell, ceased his actions.

His expression was surprised, seemingly not expecting that this little girl could really call out that old thing from the Cen Family Village with just a scream.

Noticing the movements growing closer from behind, Cen Yueyue nonchalantly patted the dust off her hands and moved behind her, tilting her head with an arrogant stance.

Who said only Jiang Feng relied on backing to bully others? She could do it too. Even their arrogant expressions were identical, and the key was that Cen Yueyue was someone who was fully geared for attack.

"Can you fight well? What good is that? Out here, you need influence and background."

"What’s the matter? Your Blood Demon Curse, or whatever Blood Escape Technique, why don’t you bring it out for fun? Let me see if it’s a mule or a horse."

"Thought you’d be capable, are you really called Yin Xue?"

"I’ve heard your name not from my family, but from tales of you serving as a backdrop for a Sword Immortal."

"Heard you were a stinky rat for two hundred years, hiding all day in fear of being discovered by the Purple Cloud Palace. Now that the Old Sword Immortal is dead, you finally have the guts to step out of your rat nest."

"But when you got out, you only dared to pick on soft persimmons. An old witch who’s lived for hundreds of years comes to bully us, why, are you afraid to duel someone of the same realm?"

"Fight with me? If you don’t die today, I’ll write my name backward. An old witch turning into a girl, that Cultivation Technique of yours."

"Isn’t it just meant to disgust people to death?"

Expressionless, every word piercing to the heart.

Every sentence carried an incredibly terrifying aggressiveness. Even Jiang Feng, just listening, felt his scalp tingle. This little girl hadn’t been seen for two years, yet her tongue was sharper than before.

It seemed he forgot that Cen Yueyue was never a good-natured person to begin with.

Born from the Southern Border clan, her character was naturally fierce. Back when she fought with Jiang Feng, she was already rather restrained. After all, Jiang Feng was annoying back then, but he was still just a kid.

Well, in Miss Cen’s eyes, anyone younger than her, even by a day, was a kid.

Jiang’s foul mouth belonged to the reformist faction; it had some logic but not much, mostly relying on personal attacks and unreasonable bandit logic to label people, then break defenses by mixing truth and deception.

But Cen Yueyue never spat out any dirty words during her entire tirade. It showed that although this young lady had a fiery personality, her quality was higher, cursing without fresh terms or attacking someone’s family or organs, but her hits were real damage.

It was that kind of truly traditional insult style.

As her words ended, Yin Xue’s chubby and baby-fat laden face turned visibly red at lightning speed, the cute little face revealing signs of ferocity and viciousness.

Now, she indeed began to regret why she dispersed her cultivation so early. If not for proactively dispersing the vast majority of her power, she couldn’t possibly be in such a child-like form now.

Astonishing black fog flew from the horizon more than a dozen miles away to right in front of her in just a few short breaths, and as she squinted her eyes, feeling that momentum, she didn’t even bother to run. There was simply no point.

At this distance, there’s no way to escape. Even as Cen Yueyue made the call, she had no hope of escaping. In the Divinity Transformation Stage, no, even facing a Void Refining Period expert, she could struggle a bit, try her luck to escape.

How could the Blood Escape Technique be just for show? She once forcibly escaped from Liu Jian’s hands with this technique, preserving her life. But that was assuming there wasn’t a big gap in their realms.

The problem now is herself...

Guess what level this Old Biden, who can fight Liu Tangxi to a standstill all night, is at?

The sky-covering blood mist was swallowed up in an instant. Jiang Feng couldn’t help but shrink his neck. He could even smell the stench in the air, a scent far more terrifying than Cen Yueyue’s Xu Huoyao.

The Gu Worms began to swarm over Jiang Feng and his party. This sensation was somewhat tingly and itchy, but Jiang Feng had no intention of dodging. At their realm, whatever they intended to do could be accomplished with a mere gesture, no need at all to be detrimental to him.

Soon enough, Jiang Feng felt the exposed wounds on his body and the blood left directly by Yin Xue were consumed and vanished, leaving no hidden risks. The same went for Cen Zhuangzhuang, who wore a face of sheer enjoyment, wrapped in Gu Worms while naively greeting the Old Clan Leader.

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