Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan! Chapter 475 Wen Haoyu Panics
Previously on Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!...
Before Bai Zihan, a Void Refinement Realm Elder amounted to little more than a feeble foe.
Bai Zihan discerned their schemes effortlessly, without any need for deliberation.
He promptly directed one of the Bai Clan's Elders to watch over the children and safeguard them.
Regarding his own safety, there was zero cause for concern.
"Hah! Bai Zihan, die!"
The First Elder dramatized the moment to its fullest extent.
Yet, instead of focusing on the assault, his thoughts dwelled on plotting an escape route.
He realized the Bai Clan would pursue him relentlessly following this act.
Thus, for survival, his plan hinged on drawing their focus, and when the moment arrived, he would prioritize fleeing over slaying Bai Zihan.
Alternatively, if feasible, he could seize Bai Zihan to hold the Bai Clan at bay.
Whoosh!
Soon enough, he closed the distance to Bai Zihan, mere arm's reach away.
(Huh? This seems astonishingly straightforward!)
His mind pondered.
Observing Bai Zihan's apparent vulnerability and the absence of any allies nearby, his thoughts surged with possibilities.
This presented a golden chance!
A chance to seize Bai Zihan.
Not only would that secure his own protection, but he believed it would elevate him to heroic status within the Azure Sun Holy Sect.
Conserving his strength, he shifted his efforts entirely toward capturing Bai Zihan.
His grin broadened—and before it could fade—
Slash!
Bai Zihan brandished his sword, severing the Elder's form into two pieces.
With his momentum already carrying him straight at Bai Zihan, evasion or any counter was impossible against someone whose velocity vastly surpassed his own.
The corpse split into two neat segments.
Blood spurted in a wide curve, drenching the stone pavement in deep crimson.
For an instant—
Silence!
Even amid the turmoil of colliding techniques and bursting qi, that one strike appeared to hush the whole courtyard.
The Void Refinement Elder perished without comprehending his fate.
His eyes stayed wide as his torso separated from his legs. He had worn a smile.
He believed triumph was within grasp.
But instead—
He had stepped directly into doom.
Bai Zihan casually lowered his blade.
Across the fray—
Wen Haoyu sensed it distinctly.
Bai Zihan had channeled qi.
His pupils contracted sharply.
For a fleeting moment, his thoughts denied the scene his vision had captured.
"Y-you...!"
His voice quivered.
"You... you are not crippled!"
The declaration burst from his throat.
This wasn't mere inquisitive questioning, but sheer terror.
The sort that slithered up the back and gripped the chest.
Since he recalled it clearly.
He recalled the conflict with the Demonic Forces.
He recalled witnessing Bai Zihan mowing down Demonic Beasts as if they were weeds.
He recalled him traversing fields strewn with fallen Demonic Cultivators, his face impassive.
And those foes were formidable—on par with his own power.
Should this be the Bai Zihan of old before him—
Then formations held no value.
Superior numbers signified nothing.
No cultivator below the Immortal Realm stood a chance against him.
Nearby, multiple Azure Sun elders had witnessed it too.
Their complexions paled dramatically.
"He employed qi, didn't he? Weren't his meridians supposedly ruined?"
"He... wasn't crippled after all?"
"Which implies—"
The idea required no completion.
If he remained the Bai Zihan of yesteryear—
The outcome was inevitable.
Massacre!
Wen Haoyu stumbled back yet another half pace.
His thoughts whirled frantically.
Impossible!
The notion of Bai Zihan's crippling wasn't mere gossip; it was a verified certainty circulated throughout the Li-Zhao Alliance.
Though the verification method escaped him, they affirmed Bai Zihan's meridians were obliterated.
That assurance emboldened him to challenge Bai Zihan.
Yet now—
The reality confronted him directly.
"You... you tricked the whole Empire..."
His tone rasped.
Bai Zihan at last turned his eyes toward him.
His stare remained detached.
"I never claimed to be crippled."
It had become common belief—something others assumed and that he neither disputed nor confirmed outright.
Several Azure Sun disciples reflexively stepped back.
The dynamics of the battlefield altered once more.
Up to this point, they had assumed the reputed cripple Young Master of the Bai Clan posed no threat.
That seizing him might—
Reverse their fortunes.
But currently?
Gulp!
An elder positioned at the boundary swallowed audibly.
"This... this fight can't be won..."
Another eyed the formation's border and the way out.
His gaze wavered.
Escape!
The notion struck multiple minds at once.
Should they stay—
Death awaited.
The Bai Clan already dominated them.
And now Bai Zihan had unveiled his complete restoration.
This wasn't combat.
This was annihilation.
Fear propagated swifter than flames.
It slowed reflexes.
It disrupted arrays.
The Azure Sun disciples' strikes started to lack unity.
Palm imprints wavered.
Sword blows missed their edge.
In truth, did any of it hold purpose ultimately?
They recognized victory against Bai Zihan was unattainable. Fleeing to preserve their lives offered the sole option.
In the meantime—
The Bai Clan maintained their rhythm.
They pressed forward relentlessly.
Wen Haoyu perceived it.
The change.
Should this persist—
Their sect's total downfall loomed near.
He gripped his fists until nails drew blood from his skin.
No!
He rejected this reality. The formation remained under his control.
His Ancestors were en route.
He still—
His musings ceased abruptly.
For Bai Zihan had started advancing.
One step after another.
Toward him.
Every footfall resonated unnaturally across the yard.
Azure Sun disciples automatically cleared his route.
None obstructed him.
None possessed the courage.
Bai Zihan halted a few dozen meters from Wen Haoyu.
"Before I start thrashing you, I have a question," Bai Zihan stated.
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Wen Haoyu found the unforeseen development startling. Bai Zihan proceeded without awaiting consent.
"Did you command Yun Mo Kou Sky Pirate's Leader to assault me?"
Bai Zihan inquired.
Wen Haoyu's eyes bulged at the query.
(So that's the reason!)
He at last comprehended why Bai Zihan selected this moment to assault the Azure Sun Holy Sect.
""
Silence prevailed.
"Well, it doesn't matter—"
Bai Zihan hadn't completed his words when—
"Indeed, I did!"
Wen Haoyu admitted it.
"Oh! I didn't expect you to agree so readily," Bai Zihan remarked, genuinely taken aback.
Given his prior encounters, he anticipated Wen Haoyu would resist until pummeled into confession.
Yet surprisingly, Wen Haoyu confessed immediately.
"Haha... Yes, I ordered him to eliminate you. So what?"
Wen Haoyu proclaimed defiantly, as though Bai Zihan's knowledge changed nothing.
After all, relative to their concealed secret, this revelation posed minimal issue.
Furthermore, necessity had driven his action.
"Since you accept it so readily, might you kindly explain the motive?"
Bai Zihan requested offhandedly.
"Hmph! Naturally, it was due to Jin Yuanzhan accompanying you, endangering our hidden truth. As anticipated from that betrayer—we ought to have slain him. I chose correctly." Wen Haoyu replied, shooting a glare at Jin Yuanzhan. "Earlier, it proved challenging, but upon learning of your crippling, it seemed simple. Who could foresee your deception of all!"
Wen Haoyu appeared crestfallen, yet his response didn't stem from dread.
Then he grinned, as if circumstances were shifting advantageously. "Haha... Bai Zihan, you ought to have dealt with me promptly rather than squandering time."
Boom!
Four silhouettes materialized ahead of Wen Haoyu, each radiating the Immortal Realm's presence.
"Now you have squandered your sole chance!"