The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!

Chapter 9 - 9: Evil Empress! Intercepted by An Old Enemy!

Rain Immortal Valley, Soaring Dragon Continent!

Near Nine Cloud Mountains — Explosions rocked the valley as a bloodied figure staggered through the miasma-filled forest, each step heavier than the last.

"Tch, those bastards cost me too many life-saving treasures!" Ning Gufan cursed, wiping blood from his mouth. "Once I recover, I'll turn this entire mountain to ash!"

ROAAAR!

Suddenly, a feral roar pierced the air, and a two-tailed white tiger lunged from the shadows, its claws gleaming with murderous intent.

Ning reacted instantly, flames surging from his back. "You're lucky, beast," he spat through gritted teeth, "you'll be the first two-tailed tiger to burn in my Infernal Flames!"

WHOOSH!

The flames roared to life, consuming the tiger in a searing blaze.

"Whimper..."

The creature's agonized cry echoed briefly before being silenced. The scent of burnt fur and charred flesh filled the air as the tiger's body crumbled to ashes.

Panting, Ning stumbled forward, battered but unbroken. His enemies were dead, but his body was close to collapsing.

Blood—none of it his—painted the ground behind him. "Damn… bastards," he muttered.

For all his power, Ning Gufan wasn't supposed to be in this lower realm. An immortal from the higher planes, he'd once been a terrifying force, feared and revered across the entire Four Heavens.

But after a catastrophic battle with the Prison Emperor that poisoned his veins, he was forced to flee to the lower realms to find a cure—or die in disgrace.

But even here, in the pitiful mortal plane, he had enemies.

And now, his senses screamed a warning. Something was coming.

BANG!

A colossal cauldron, glowing with golden light, smashed into the earth before him, its impact sending tremors through the ground. Ancient runes flickered along its surface, radiating an ethereal power.

Ning's heart pounded in his chest. "A treasure like this… in the lower realm…?"

Before he could react, a voice boomed from the sky.

"Oi! Old monster Ning, your grandma's here to rob you blind! Hand over your tax for entering my territory, or I'll split your old skull open!"

Ning's expression darkened. Her of all people?

Hovering in the air above him was the Evil Empress, her crimson eyes glowing with power. Her rose-pink hair cascaded down her back, shimmering like strands of silk, catching the fading sunlight.

The wind carried a delicate fragrance, intoxicating and sweet, a scent that lingered long after she moved. Her armor, form-fitting and gleaming, hugged every curve of her voluptuous body, the shape of her ample breasts pressing tightly against her chestplate, threatening to spill out.

Her waist was slender, flaring into hips that swayed provocatively with every step. Her lips—cruel and seductive—A beauty in every sense, but dangerous as hell.

Like Ning Gufan, she too was from the higher realms. Once a mighty ruler, the Empress had been betrayed by her own disciple, her meridians—pathways that allowed cultivators to channel spiritual energy—shattered in a brutal betrayal.

Forced to flee, she'd come to the lower realms in

BAM!

Her frustration reached a boiling point, and with a growl, she drove her foot into Ning's charred body again, sending him rolling like a burnt log.

CRUNCH!

Ning groaned, his body a broken, smoldering wreck. His skin peeled away in chunks, leaving exposed flesh that sizzled in the heat of the remaining flames.

The Empress sneered, her voice dripping with contempt. "Fucking garbage! You think you can hide something from your Grandma? Hah, your grandma doesn't play games. I came to rob, and I'm gonna take everything."

SQELCH!

Her armored boot came down hard between his legs with another crunch, her heel grinding into his bones. "You like that, huh?! That's for wasting my time, you worthless old bastard!"

"Ah..." Ning's vision swam as the pain overwhelmed him. This is how it ends… he thought bitterly, his pride shattered as completely as his body. Ants treating me like this?

The Empress wasn't finished. She spat on his broken form, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "I was expecting something legendary that can heal my meridians, and I find you carrying around your own damn coffin—You're just a fucking disappointment."

BAM!

She kicked him one last time, her her silken pink hair swirling seductively in the wind as she turned and strutted away, her hips swaying provocatively with each step, her armor creaking in rhythm with the motion of her body.

The smell of seductive fragrance was the last thing that entered Ning Gufan's memories.

His vision blurred, his last thoughts full of bitterness and rage. If only… if only I had one more chance… But it was too late. His body twitched one final time before going still, leaving behind the stench of charred flesh and a sense of profound defeat.

As the Empress vanished into the mist, a twisted smirk still lingering on her lips, the once-feared Ning Gufan was nothing more than a broken corpse—another victim of the ruthless world of cultivation.

For her, it was just another day of conquest.