Villain System: Stealing the Protagonist's Harem and Luck

Chapter 019: Ants Wishing to Gaze Upon Heaven’s Countenance

“Hehe… Zhao Tian of the Yangxu Holy Land. Chu Wuji of the Great Sun Imperial Dynasty. And Xiao Huo of the Ancient Xiao Family.”

The Taixuan Holy Lord hovered in the high sky, hands clasped casually behind his back. He looked down at the armada of warships with a faint, teasing smile.

“I never expected three super-experts at the Half-Step Conferred Lord Realm to grace us with their presence personally. However…”

His eyes narrowed slightly.

“If you wish to pay your respects to Young Lord Gu, arriving empty-handed shows a distinct lack of sincerity.”

Behind him, the Elders and disciples of the Taixuan Holy Land stood tall. There was no fear in their eyes—only a serene, almost pitying calmness. Some even wore expressions of faint disdain.

After all, they had successfully hugged the golden thigh of a Young Lord from the Upper Realm.

Compared to him, the so-called “Overlords” of the Eastern Wilderness were nothing more than clay chickens and pottery dogs.

As the saying goes: When one man achieves the Dao, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. Having learned the truth, the disciples felt a euphoric sense of superiority.

What were these invading forces worth?

In front of Young Lord Gu, they were a problem that could be solved with a single slap. If they dared to offend him, their entire sects—mountain gates and all—would likely be erased from history by the terrifying existence standing behind him.

With such an invincible backer, why should they tremble?

“What… what is this?”

Below, the invaders were stunned.

The white-robed Zhao Tian, the Imperial Uncle of the Great Sun Dynasty, and the countless cultivators aboard the ancient warships and ferocious beasts… all of them were dumbfounded.

They had arrived with the momentum to swallow mountains and rivers. They expected fear. They expected desperate resistance. They expected begging.

Instead, they found a Sect that had thrown open its gates and was treating them like rude guests who forgot to bring a gift.

It completely defied logic.

“What does the Taixuan Holy Lord mean by this?”

Whispers of shock rippled through the coalition army.

Disaster is looming over their heads, yet they look so fearless? Have they all gone mad? Or… do they truly have a trump card that can crush us?

“Pay respects to ‘Young Lord Gu’? Who is that?”

Zhao Tian, the Supreme Elder of the Yangxu Holy Land, narrowed his eyes in thought.

“Is it that mysterious young man rumored to be close to the Sect? Or is this merely an ‘Empty City Stratagem’ designed to bluff us into retreating?”

Having lived for several thousand years, Zhao Tian sensed something was wrong. The atmosphere was too eerie. The confidence of the Taixuan disciples was too genuine.

Who on earth gave them this kind of bottomless confidence?

Even if their dead Grand Elder crawled out of the grave and broke through to the next realm, he wouldn’t be able to stop this alliance.

“Hmph! What ‘Young Lord Gu’? Never heard of him!”

A booming voice cut through the confusion. It was Chu Wuji, the old Imperial Lord of the Great Sun Dynasty.

“He sounds like a wet-behind-the-ears brat. Perhaps the successor of some reclusive hermit? But so what?!”

Chu Wuji’s eyes burned with cold killing intent. The feud between his Dynasty and the Taixuan Holy Land ran deep.

“Today, this old man has brought the Imperial Ancestral Artifact! Once fully awakened, it possesses the power to battle a Conferred King! I will flatten this mountain!”

“Pointing out a path to life for you, yet you insist on sprinting toward death. Why must you be so foolish?”

The Taixuan Holy Lord shook his head, sighing with exaggerated pity.

“Young Lord Gu’s status… is it something ants like you can even comprehend?”

He straightened his back, his voice turning icy and arrogant.

“Ants wishing to gaze upon the face of Heaven? That is nothing but delusional wishful thinking.”

He was enjoying this. This was the classic “Fox exploiting the Tiger’s might,” and he played the role of the fox perfectly.

Today, he would intimidate the entire Eastern Wilderness. From tomorrow onward, the Taixuan Holy Land would reign supreme!

And the best part is… Young Lord Gu tacitly allowed this.

The thought made his smile even more mocking.

Below, Chu Wuji’s face turned green. He had a fiery temper, and being called an “ant” by his longtime rival was intolerable.

“Arrogant fool! Die!”

“Chu Wuji! Wait!”

Zhao Tian suddenly grabbed the furious Emperor’s arm, stopping him from activating the Imperial Artifact.

“Something is wrong. It can’t be this simple. Today’s events are bizarre.”

Zhao Tian was sweating. Cold sweat trickled down his forehead, soaking his back.

He had lived for millennia; his eyelashes were hollow from seeing too much. His instincts were screaming danger.

In a situation where wolves outnumbered the meat, the prey remained calm and arrogant. That only meant one thing: The prey was actually the predator.

He became terrified of this “Young Lord Gu.” How horrific must a person’s background be to give the Taixuan Holy Lord such unshakeable confidence?

Is our intelligence wrong? Was the news of the Grand Elder’s death a trap? Or is the trap something far worse?

At this moment, the leaders of the other major forces also hesitated. They weren’t stupid. They saw the hesitation in Zhao Tian’s eyes and began to connect the dots.

“Hahaha! Brother Su Taixuan, you are absolutely right!”

Suddenly, a boisterous laugh echoed from one of the massive golden warships.

A burly middle-aged man clad in golden armor walked out onto the deck. He wore a simple, honest smile that looked entirely trustworthy.

It was Xiao Huo, the Patriarch of the Ancient Xiao Family.

“I heard long ago that a distinguished Young Lord was gracing your Sect with his presence. My Xiao Family has deliberated for a long time and decided to come here specifically to pay our respects!”

“We merely wish to catch a glimpse of the Young Lord’s heavenly countenance. Naturally, we have prepared many generous gifts!”

Silence.

Dead silence fell over the coalition army.

“This Xiao Huo… is a shameless old fox,” someone muttered.

The cultivators were dumbfounded.

This is too real.

How long has it been? Ten seconds? And the Head of the Ancient Xiao Family has already flipped his stance from ‘Invasion’ to ‘Pilgrimage’?

Who was the one shouting about washing the mountains with blood just five minutes ago?!

Many cursed him secretly for his shamelessness.

And then, they immediately followed suit.

“Yes, yes! We are also here to pay respects to the Young Lord!”

“Please, Brother Su, announce our arrival!”

“We have brought gifts! Rare treasures!”

“This Su Taixuan… what a terrifying method.”

Watching the scene unfold, Zhao Tian’s expression changed drastically. He wiped the sweat from his brow, his heart pounding.

That was close.

Thank the heavens I didn’t attack.

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