Villain System: Stealing the Protagonist's Harem and Luck

Chapter 91: The Ultimate Trump Card: Have I Become the Final Boss?

Daootian Immortal Palace, Supreme Peak.

Clusters of palatial pavilions and towering pagodas stretched across the landscape, bathed in the lingering gold of the setting sun. It resembled an ancient, ethereal court that had descended from the heavens to rest upon the mortal world.

Along the mountainside, numerous cave dwellings spewed forth iridescent haze and immortal mist. The spiritual energy here was tumultuous and rich, creating a scene of breathtaking mysticism.

This was the domain of Gu Changge.

Within the entirety of the Daootian Immortal Palace, Supreme Peak was a blessed land of the highest order. The density of Spiritual Qi here far surpassed that of other peaks, offering cultivation conditions that were nothing short of opulent. Only those Elders with unfathomable cultivation bases possessed grander mansions or cave estates.

The territory of the Daootian Immortal Palace was boundless. There were tens of thousands of mountain ranges and floating islands dedicated solely to disciple cultivation, to say nothing of the mysterious forbidden zones deep within the sect. Ancient divine mountains and prehistoric stone platforms were too numerous to count. Occasionally, a disciple would stumble upon a Fated Chance in such a place, their cultivation soaring overnight.

Roar—!

A dragon’s cry shattered the tranquility.

Nine flood dragons, their scales gleaming like cold obsidian, hauled a magnificent carriage across the sky, crushing the clouds beneath their claws.

At this commotion, the young prodigies residing on the slopes of Supreme Peak emerged. There were men and women, human geniuses and heirs of immemorial races, all possessing powerful bloodlines and astonishing combat prowess.

“Master!”

“We respectfully welcome the Master’s return!”

As the nine-dragon carriage descended, these young prodigies bowed in unison. Their expressions were a mixture of reverence, awe, and fanaticism.

These were the followers Gu Changge had subdued. In the outside world, each was a renowned genius in their own right. The strongest among them had recently broken through to the mid-stage of the Conferred Lord Realm—the young master of an ancient, prestigious clan.

Gu Changge stepped out of the carriage. His expression was tranquil, his white robes fluttering gently. He gave them a slight, indifferent nod.

“Rise,” he said, his voice smooth but commanding. “Tell me. What has transpired in my absence?”

Since leaving the mountain gate, he had not bothered to check on Gu Xianer, returning directly to his own peak. To Gu Changge, the little “Fortuitous One” posed no threat. Her current strength was pathetic compared to his; even if she burned with the desire for revenge, she lacked the teeth to bite him.

His focus remained on the other True Disciples.

Supreme Peak was a title bestowed by the current Palace Master. The peaks of the other True Disciples bore similar names, each laden with deep significance.

“Replying to Master,” a follower answered respectfully, head bowed. “In the past half-year, aside from several True Disciples and Elders sending envoys to inquire about your whereabouts, nothing major has occurred on Supreme Peak.”

“And the Sect?” Gu Changge asked, his gaze sweeping over them. “Any significant shifts?”

“True Disciple Chu returned from the Cloud Tomb some time ago. It is said he obtained a great Fated Chance. His cultivation has broken through to the peak of the Conferred Lord Realm, and he now faintly stands as the leader among the other True Disciples.”

The follower paused before continuing. “Additionally, True Disciple Yin asked us to convey a message. She has urgent matters to discuss with you. She said she would visit again once you returned.”

Gu Changge’s eyes narrowed slightly.

The Chu mentioned was Chu Wuji, the Eldest Prince of the Great Chu Immortal Dynasty. His talent was terrifying, a monstrous prodigy who had never tasted defeat since birth.

As for True Disciple Yin—that was Yin Mei, the Heavenly Maiden of the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox clan. An ancient Imperial race of the Upper Realm with formidable influence.

“I understand,” Gu Changge said, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.

He dismissed them with a wave of his hand and walked straight toward his central palace.

As his figure disappeared behind the heavy palace doors, the followers exhaled, their hushed whispers filled with excitement.

“Master’s strength… it’s become even more unfathomable.”

“I heard the rumors from the mountain gate. Master killed Jin Yu’s Void God Realm servant with a single palm strike. It seems Master has already broken through to the Conferred King Realm.”

“Terrifying. I haven’t heard news of any other young prodigy reaching the Conferred King Realm yet.”

They exchanged looks of fervent admiration. When Gu Changge had first subdued them, some had been reluctant. But now? They were thoroughly convinced. The fact that the other True Disciples had to form alliances just to contend with Gu Changge was proof enough of his supremacy.

Inside the palace, Gu Changge sat upon a jade throne, his expression contemplative.

The situation in the Daootian Immortal Palace was playing out exactly as he had anticipated. The five True Disciples represented five colossal powers. Among them, the Immortal Gu Family behind him and the Great Chu Immortal Dynasty behind Chu Wuji were the titans. The forces backing the other three were a tier lower.

This balance of power was precisely why the sect’s Elders hesitated to intervene in the struggles between disciples. To favor one was to offend a monolithic force behind them. No one was foolish enough to do thankless work.

“The position of the Successor will be decided soon,” Gu Changge mused, drumming his fingers on the armrest. “But even if I secure the position, controlling the Daootian Immortal Palace won’t be simple. There are too many old monsters… especially the Grand Elder and his faction.”

He frowned slightly.

According to the plan he had drafted with his father, the Immortal Gu Family’s encroachment upon the Daootian Immortal Palace began with him seizing the Successor position. But that was merely the first step.

The Palace Masters changed like flowing water, but the Grand Elder was iron.

For countless eras, the Grand Elder had remained the immutable pillar of the sect, suppressing all internal rebellions and external threats. He was one of the most terrifying existences in the Upper Realm. As long as he stood, the Daootian Immortal Palace would remain unshakeable.

A difficult bone to chew.

“Furthermore,” Gu Changge thought, his eyes darkening, “my ‘Devil Heart’ seems to have attracted some suspicion.”

This was a remnant issue from his previous memories. Several Elders had always been wary of him, sensing that his motives were far less pure than the other disciples.

“It doesn’t matter,” he scoffed internally. “I have the system, and I have the Immortal Devouring Demonic Art.”

While the Daootian Immortal Palace offered powerful inheritances and scriptures, Gu Changge didn’t truly need them. His forbidden art allowed him to devour the origins of others—a cultivation method that made him self-sufficient. Of course, if a powerful divine ability was placed in front of him, he wouldn’t refuse it. The System Mall had everything, but everything cost Destiny Points.

Free power was always better.

Gu Changge waved his hand, activating the palace’s isolation arrays, ensuring no one could disturb him.

“System.”

A translucent blue interface materialized before him.

Owner: Gu Changge

Halo: Destiny Villain

Weapon: Eight Desolate Demon Halberd

Identity: True Disciple of Daootian Immortal Palace, Young Master of the Immortal Gu Family

Physique/Bloodline: Devil Heart, Dao Bone

Cultivation: Early-Stage Conferred King Realm (Public)

Abilities: Daootian Immortal Scripture (8th Layer, 30%), Myriad Transformations Demon Body (Talent), Innate Godly Spirit (Talent), Void Power (Talent), Immortal Devouring Demonic Art, Endless Immortal Art…

Destiny Points: 4,000

Luck Points: 2,100 (Black)

Warehouse: Incomplete World Seed x3 (Synthesizable), Luck Plundering Card x3

His Luck Points had passively increased by a hundred, with another five hundred harvested from his fiancée, Yue Mingkong.

“Exchange one thousand Luck Points for Destiny Points.”

Exchange successful. Destiny Points: 14,000.

“Add points. Raise cultivation to Mid-Stage Conferred King Realm.”

Hum.

He spent 8,000 Destiny Points instantly. A stream of clear, wondrous energy flowed through his limbs and bones, converging into his spiritual sea. The proficiency of the Daootian Immortal Scripture jumped to sixty percent.

Golden runes flashed through his mind, embedding profound insights into his memory.

“Mid-Stage Conferred King Realm,” Gu Changge murmured, clenching his fist. “This strength is sufficient to maintain my facade before the world.”

Since long ago, he had maintained two distinct cultivation systems.

The first was the Daootian Immortal Scripture. This was his “righteous” cultivation, the brilliant and orthodox power he displayed to the world. He could upgrade it simply by adding points.

The second… was the Immortal Devouring Demonic Art.

This path was visceral and terrifying. It involved devouring the origins of kings and swallowing the essence of heaven and earth. It was a heaven-defying power, but it was also a death sentence. If exposed, not even the Immortal Gu Family could protect him from the wrath of the entire world.

Why is it so heaven-defying?

Gu Changge himself wasn’t entirely clear. He had sealed away the specific memories regarding the art’s true depths to prevent any accidental slips. He only knew it was his ultimate trump card.

“To deceive the world, one must first deceive oneself,” he whispered.

But now… it was time to check.

Gu Changge stood up. With a sweep of his sleeves, he tossed out a series of small, gray flags.

Buzz!

The Deceiving Heaven Banners.

Runes interwoven with the power of the void erupted from the flags, sealing the palace in a chaotic, impenetrable gray mist. This formation was worth a fortune, capable of isolating all perception. Even if a Supreme Being swept their Divine Sense over this place, they would see nothing but normal seclusion.

Gu Changge sat cross-legged in the center of the formation.

His aura shifted.

A moment ago, he was a transcendent immortal, ethereal and noble. Now, pitch-black runes crawled across his skin like living ink. They floated around him, ancient and oppressive, as if narrating the birth of a primordial abyss.

In his Sea of Consciousness, the Innate Godly Spirit—his primordial soul—was covered in faint sealing patterns.

“Break.”

Crack.

The seal shattered.

BOOM!

A terrifying, torrential demonic intent erupted, instantly filling the sealed space. Gu Changge’s aura became dark, profound, and infinitely heavy, like a Demon Lord awakening from an eon of slumber.

Black Great Dao runes coalesced above his head, forming a Great Dao Treasure Vase. It hovered there, pitch-black and light-absorbing, dripping with billions of strands of chaotic energy.

His true cultivation, no longer suppressed, surged upward like a broken dam!

Mid-Stage Conferred King Realm! Late-Stage! Peak!

It didn’t stop.

Void God Realm… Early-Stage… Mid-Stage…

The momentum was horrifying.

True God Realm… Early… Mid… Peak!

And finally…

Half-Step Heavenly God Realm!

The Eight Desolate Demon Halberd, hidden within his soul, trembled violently, emitting a buzz of pure, unadulterated joy. It recognized its true master.

Gu Changge sat amidst the swirling darkness, absorbing the unsealed memories. A strange, almost incredulous expression crossed his face.

“So… this is my true power?”

He looked at his hands, feeling the catastrophic energy coursing through them.

“Half-Step Heavenly God Realm. If this gets out… forget being hunted. The sheer terror of this cultivation speed would make the entire world band together to exterminate me at all costs.”

While his peers were struggling to break through to the Conferred Lord or Conferred King Realm, he was already standing at the threshold of the Heavenly God Realm.

The gap wasn’t just wide; it was insurmountable.

“Using all living beings as nourishment… devouring to strengthen myself. This method is even more addictive than the system.”

Gu Changge closed his eyes, sensing the predatory hunger of the Demonic Art.

“舉世皆敵 — An enemy of the whole world. It’s not an exaggeration.”

He finally understood why he had sealed these memories. The Immortal Devouring Demonic Art broke the balance of the cultivation world. It was a bug, a glitch in the natural order.

“The Villain route?” Gu Changge chuckled, a cold, self-deprecating sound in the empty hall. “I’m starting to suspect I’ve become the Final Boss.”

Slowly, he retracted the demonic aura. The Great Dao Treasure Vase dissolved into motes of black light, and the oppressive pressure vanished.

He decided not to reseal the memories.

The Immortal Devouring Demonic Art had appeared in history before. Its terror was known. But now that he was fully aware of his capabilities, he didn’t need the seal. He just needed to be careful.

Within moments, the darkness receded. Gu Changge sat on his jade bed, looking once again like the elegant, peerless Young Master of the Immortal Gu Family. A Mid-Stage Conferred King genius.

Unless he chose to reveal it, no one in this world would know that a monster was hiding in plain sight.