Chapter 140. The Villain’s Development Plan

Chapter 140. The Villain’s Development Plan

“What a mess this is.”

Lin Nuo jumped around on the rooftops in town, and after finally making it back, he felt increasingly frustrated. He had gone through so much trouble to build a network of connections, spending all that money just to enter the elite’s Tianhui District, and what happened? A fight broke out right when he was about to make a deal!

Honestly, he just wanted to quietly transport some goods—why was that so difficult?

Overall, this trip to the Black Market was a failure, but he did make an unexpected discovery: he met Ling Meng, a talented dark magic practitioner.

To be honest, he had planned for her to be part of his scheme, but not right now. His current plan was to establish a laboratory that needed materials. Unfortunately, both attempts had gone awry, and he couldn’t get the goods he wanted, ending up with more trouble instead.

At least this time was much better; his laboratory was still intact, unlike the last time when it exploded.

Since he encountered Ling Meng in the Black Market, it felt destined, like fate wanted them to meet early.

In Lin Nuo’s memory, Ling Meng was supposed to be the opposite of Su Kexin, the villain in his story. She possessed a similar constitution to Su Kexin’s, capable of blood explosion and retaliating violently, leading to a dramatic power boost afterward.

However, Ling Meng’s luck was worse than Su Kexin’s. She hadn’t fully developed like Su Kexin; instead, she was killed by the Sword Saint while roaming the martial world. Even if she had the potential to explode with power, she couldn’t win against the overwhelming gap in strength.

But that’s a matter for later. In fact, Lin Nuo and Ling Meng didn’t have much interaction. Back when he was still an apprentice dabbling in dark magic, Ling Meng was already dead, and there was no storyline where she faced off against Su Kexin. There wouldn’t be any chance for him to meet her later when he was at the pinnacle of dark magic.

Now, he had a bold idea.

He wanted to change Ling Meng’s development path. The Sword Saint wouldn’t bother using his hand to kill small-time villains; so why did he end up killing her? Simply because she was too ostentatious. She had killed countless righteous disciples and destroyed many towns, leaving many innocent people in ruin.

Also, her constitution led her to a blood explosion. After she’d repeatedly retaliated and killed righteous experts, the levels of those hunting her grew higher, eventually forcing the Sword Saint to take action.

From what he remembered, when he first turned to dark magic and became an apprentice, the Sword Saint was quite impressive. Even Su Kexin couldn’t become a leading figure in the righteous faction. Su Kexin’s later strength was merely a result of gradual leveling, where she encountered opponents weaker than her by a rank or two, allowing her to retaliate and ascend smoothly.

But Ling Meng was different; instead of developing fully, she directly confronted the righteous faction’s BOSS, and her explosiveness did nothing—she was directly sent to the afterlife.

Therefore, Lin Nuo’s plan was to have Ling Meng follow Su Kexin’s path of leveling up, taking it slow, keeping a low profile, and developing stealthily. He needed to ensure she didn’t anger any formidable BOSS too soon. Plus, her natural leveling was too slow and required his intervention; having him as her mentor would undoubtedly be a qualitative leap for her training, enabling her to surpass Su Kexin hassle-free. Eventually, she could become a weapon to counter Su Kexin.

Now, by getting close to Ling Meng early and becoming her mentor, there was a major advantage: controlling her before she rose to power. If she exploded with strength later, she would be way out of his league, making it impossible to control her. But if he secured her loyalty now, he could use her as he pleased in the future.

What should he call this plan? The Villain BOSS Development Plan!

“Great, I’m really a genius!”

Lin Nuo wrote down his grand scheme in a small notebook and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

However, a question sprang to mind.

How the heck do I get close to her? Go undercover at the Demon Sect and tell her, “You’re weak; I’m going to be your mentor?”

He’d get kicked out for sure.

Whatever, first, he’d set up this ambitious plan and figure things out later. Time for a Meat Floss Cake and a cup of tea to calm down.

“Ah~”

Lying in a recliner, sipping hot tea, and munching on a Meat Floss Cake—so comfy!

He had gone out today and faced some minor trouble, but it wasn’t a big deal. Adjustments needed to be made, and it was time to relax and enjoy life.

He was just a passerby; they didn’t know his true identity. This little house was somewhere they’d never come, which made him feel secure enough to rest easy.

It wouldn’t be like last time when someone tracked him down; last time he grabbed the wrong box. This time, he had done nothing—just a passerby—so there was no way he would take the blame!

“Blah blah bang bang bang, click clack @#￥”

Suddenly, chaotic noises erupted from outside, along with intense fluctuations of spiritual energy.

“What the hell? Is this exactly what I wished for? That sound…”

Hearing it made Lin Nuo’s heart race.

Damn it, that was the sound of his traps!

Feeling something was off, Lin Nuo hurriedly finished his Meat Floss Cake, downed a cup of tea, and grabbed his sword before rushing outside.

Sure enough, there were a lot of people outside, entering the trap area and triggering a series of traps. A massive wave of people became ensnared and were even blown away or knocked out in a gruesome scene.

“What is going on?”

Lin Nuo looked bewildered as he saw a group of people chasing a heavily injured girl. The girl had her side turned to him, so he couldn’t see her face yet.

In these situations, heroic rescues typically unfold.

But Lin Nuo thought otherwise; he planned to take them all down.

“There are traps and magic formations here; we need to break the formation quickly!”

After enduring a wave of devastation, those people finally noticed the presence of a magic formation. They quickly rallied together to break it, but Lin Nuo wouldn’t give them the chance. He tossed a bomb their way.

Boom!

A chorus of screams erupted as people scattered in chaos, with even their underpants blown away.

“That’s him! Get rid of him!”

The group was from Helong Hall. They remembered Lin Nuo’s face from their previous encounter at the Tea Pavilion and believed that his presence had made their plans fail, so they concentrated their fire on him.

“Even dogs know not to enter someone else’s house to bite.”

Lin Nuo brought his index and middle fingers together, muttering incantations.

Let me show you the power of the Wind Killing Formation.

In an instant, a violent whirlwind whipped up, encircling the oncoming attackers, the winds slicing like blades, relentlessly tearing apart those from Helong Hall.

“Ah!!”

Alongside the horrific cries, many fell, becoming souls trapped within the Wind Killing Formation.

With the aid of spirit stones pre-set in place, the formation’s power surged, combined with the traps, it turned a large group of people into ghosts.

But it was frustrating; all the traps and formations he had so meticulously set up were gone. He would have to work overtime to set everything up again.

Then there was that girl, who knelt on one knee, the blood from her wounds staining the grass, looking utterly exhausted.

Lin Nuo drew his sword and approached her.

Well, you’ve come in here, so you can die now.

Lin Nuo raised his sword, ready to strike, but she lifted her head, and he finally saw her face.

“Why are you this harbinger of doom?”

Lin Nuo sheathed his sword.

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