The Villain Doesn’t Want To Get Entangled With the Beautiful Girl After Rebirth

99. The Same Dream

In his memory, he was in a group with Su Kexin, but the third person was never Mu Yiting.

Recalling the first time they ventured into the Fenghai Forest, the list had changed then too. Someone had done it deliberately—Guan Lei, that b*stard, had secretly arranged it to go out with Lin Nuo, probably for revenge.

Unfortunately, that person was no more.

He hoped there would be no more deceit in the underworld.

To Lin Nuo, this change in the list must have been Mu Yiting’s doing.

After all, she was popular and well-known within the Xuan Yun Sect, familiar with various elders and seniors. Secretly contacting the master alchemist Yu Zheng to alter the list was entirely plausible.

As for the motive.

Perhaps it was because she had encountered him twice before and had some grievances that she held onto?

Regardless, it wasn’t a big issue. It was actually perfect that Mu Yiting had come—they could perish together.

Lin Nuo looked around once more, searching for the next person, Liu Shuqin.

She hadn’t come.

Good.

He felt somewhat relieved. She must have gone to the cave in Beishan to worship the Buddha statue—Namo Amitabha, praying to the north was the right way.

He didn’t care whether she had seen through her confusion or stepped out of her bewilderment; as long as she wasn’t here, that was all that mattered.

“Senior brother, Sister Yiting is also in our team. She’s multi-talented and has studied alchemy. Perhaps this time we can concoct a fine elixir.”

“Yes, she is quite good.”

Lin Nuo gave a fair assessment. Coming from a mafia family known for trafficking forbidden drugs, people from such powerful underworld clans are extremely skilled in alchemy.

For her, this alchemy practice was a trivial matter, akin to a top student breezing through basic questions.

“It’s quite the coincidence to be grouped with Senior Brother Lin Nuo and Junior Sister Kexin.”

Tap, tap, tap—the sound of footsteps approached, and Mu Yiting joined from behind. “It’s my first time collaborating with everyone. Let’s work hard together and hope to concoct a fine elixir that will earn the elders’ recognition.”

Mu Yiting maintained her charming and pleasant smile, while Su Kexin’s peach-blossom-like smile was equally enchanting. To other cultivators, Lin Nuo seemed like a lucky man, envied by even the dog in the neighboring village for getting to concoct elixirs with two great beauties.

But being surrounded by beautiful girls was not his narrative. Since arriving in this world, Lin Nuo was destined to be the great villain. Only by embracing this fate and remaining steadfast in his villainous resolve for a hundred years could he find his path.

Lin Nuo’s ears naturally filtered out the cultivators’ nonsensical chatter, his thoughts fixated on the massive cauldron before him.

In a few hours, this cauldron would explode, destroying a corner of Tianling Mountain and turning it into a hellish purgatory for all living beings.

“Su Kexin, die. Mu Yiting, you’ll follow her to the underworld. The future belongs to Lin Nuo, the world-ending villain.”

Disciples arrived one after another, and two assisting elders were already present, though the main instructor, Yu Zhe, had yet to appear.

Soon after, the amiable Yu Zhe arrived, carrying his usual medicine basket filled with wild herbs whose names were a mystery to most, adding an air of mystique.

Yu Zhe hadn’t been at Xuan Yun Sect for long, but with his patient teaching philosophy, tailored instruction, and exceptional talent and ethics, he had built a stellar reputation. Most disciples liked this master and aspired to become alchemists like him.

In the realm of alchemy, Lin Nuo was an expert, but he had no interaction with Yu Zhe and didn’t care for the righteous alchemist.

Yu Zhe set his medicine basket aside and took out a roll call list with the disciples’ names.

“Hello, everyone. I am Yu Zhe, your alchemy instructor. I will guide you through this alchemy practice. You’ve all touched upon the theory and made small elixirs before. But this time, we’re concocting a large elixir, which will take longer and require your patience and cooperation.”

The kind Yu Zhe went through a long list of precautions and pleasantries before starting the roll call.

Xuan Yun Sect had the feel of an academy, with many disciples, specialized training, and corresponding instructors to guide their cultivation and improve their skills.

Of course, alchemy training wasn’t mandatory, and some were absent, like Liu Shuqin, who was likely immersed in meditation and prayer.

“Su Kexin, Mu Yiting, Lin Nuo.”

“Present.”

Su Kexin and Mu Yiting raised their hands in response, while Lin Nuo simply nodded, coldly uttering, “Present.”

“Good, you’ll use this cauldron. All the materials are prepared.”

Yu Zhe led Lin Nuo and the others to a massive cauldron, large enough for the three of them to huddle inside.

Next to the cauldron was a table laden with various medicinal herbs and crystals, the ingredients for this alchemy session.

“This cauldron is huge; it must take a long time to melt the elixir.”

Su Kexin caressed the metallic cauldron, her curiosity brimming like a country girl new to the city.

While everyone discussed alchemy, unbeknownst to them, a massive crisis lurked within the cauldron Su Kexin was touching.

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And those two, Lin Nuo and Yu Zhe, shared the same dream, both awaiting the explosion that would come in a few hours.

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