Villain Cultivator

The sharp bird\'s noises woke Miaomiao up after the sudden blackout. He had lost consciousness after Mu-Nyang had thrown him to his dantian world.

When he opened his eyes, a large system panel had been waiting for him.

<Welcome back Miaomiao.>

<This is Mu-Nyang. I\'ve already taken back most of your heavenly fate crystals, and cores, munya. As promised, you retain your chaos seraphim bloodline and your dantian universe. However, I\'ve sealed your dantian and reset your cultivation base. Otherwise, your providence law will destroy your infant physique, munya.>

<Also, as we discussed before, I\'ve materialized Dion and transferred her to your dantian universe, munya. She will be helping you maintain your dantian universe while the dantian is sealed, munya.>

<All karmic ties between you and me are no more. Your soul is no longer a citizen of my dantian universe, and you can leave my universe at any time you want to, munya. But seriously, you should recover your strength first and gather all your wives to your dantian universe before you leave here. Of course, if you try to take over my universe, I\'ll take it as a declaration of war, so please don\'t, munya.>

<As a part of our deal, while you\'re recovering your strength, please help me stabilize my dantian world for five million years, munya. I\'ve blessed your soul with my providence law so that you can kill any protagonists in my dantian universe without incurring curses or karmic tribulations, munya. But be careful and don\'t allow your future wives or your friends to kill them. They don\'t have the immunity like you, munya.>

<Important Note #1: Remember that you\'re not actually a protagonist in my dantian universe anymore, but you\'re your own protagonist of your independent story, munya. Although you have one heavenly fate core on you, you\'re still vulnerable to plot twists and the protagonist\'s threats. Don\'t suddenly go on a villainous route and get yourself killed, munya!>

<Important Note #2: About 100,000 years already passed after the universe had been reset, munya. Many people had already been reincarnated before you. But don\'t worry. No one has reached the immortal stage yet. You have time to catch up with them, munya!>

<Important Note #3: In about 18-19 years, your world will integrate with Pangu\'s game system, munya. You might start seeing a system box again, but you can ignore it since you\'re now independent of its influence, munya!>

<Important Note #3.1: Because your world will become a game world, take notes that your world belongs to the world of cultivators, munya. Players from Divine Theocracy Earth will show up by then, and they will rely on the level system to get stronger. You are free to rob, plunder, bully, torture, abduct, ravish, kill, brainwash, or end their gaming careers, munya!>

Miaomiao opened his mouth and tried to utter a few words, but his vocal cord was so weak that he couldn\'t speak. The only word coming out of his mouth was "DAH!"

"???"

Miaomiao was confused. He tried to sit up.

Unfortunately, his physique didn\'t have enough strength to do so, let alone lift his head.

\'Dafuq?!\'

"WAH!"

A childish voice came out of Miaomiao\'s mouth. At that moment, Miaomiao realized what had happened.

He had been reincarnated, and he was now a baby!

\'Dammit, Mu-Nyang!? At least, you should have converted me into an adult and let me be! I don\'t want to start over as a baby!\'

Miaomiao yelled in despair. He complained in his mind that he needed to wait 12-13 years before he could dual-cultivate again. And when he thought of cultivation, he tried to feel his dantian.

It was still there. However, he couldn\'t circulate his Qi as his Qi sense was blocked.

DING

<Miaomiao, this is Dion. Your new physique is not capable of sustaining Providence Law. I\'ve already sealed all of your Qi so that your body won\'t explode because of your own power. For now, enjoy your new life and grow up strong. This time, you don\'t have Devil as a backer, but you have a strong foothold in society. Do your best!>

Dion was quick in her work. Fortunately, she could still communicate with him, but he couldn\'t summon a system menu anymore. Only the messenger app remained.

Having lost almost everything in exchange for his freedom, Miaomiao was sad. Fortunately, he had a high expectations in this life. Five million years were not that long.

"Aw, hi, cutie. You open your eyes!"

Suddenly, the voice of a woman interrupted Miaomiao\'s train of thought. A faceless woman leaned over and picked him up.

\'Hmm?\'

Miaomiao had mixed feelings when he saw the faceless woman. She was a pure-blood Chaos Demon Goddess for sure.

The faceless woman loosed her robes and let Miaomiao drink her breast milk.

"…"

Since he was a baby, he had no choice. He pretended to be a normal baby.

A few minutes later, the loud voice of a man broke Miaomiao\'s concentration. Strangely, Miaomiao had heard this voice before.

"Has he opened his eyes?"

"Yes. Isn\'t he cute?"

"Let me see."

The man leaned over, and Miaomiao could finally see his father\'s face. As soon as he saw his new father, he furrowed his brows.

\'Jia Fucking Shan?!\'

He was the former sword saint, who taught Miaomiao the basics of swordsmanship.

Jia Shan in this life still had the same face, but he looked younger. Moreover, he had two white wings and silver hair like an angel, which was strange.

The faceless woman turned to her husband, "He had no face when he was born. But now, he has eyes, a mouth, a nose, and facial features as you."

"I also thought that he would have grown up like you. Well, now, it\'s confirmed that he carries a portion of my bloodline."

"And my bloodline."

"Hahaha! His future will be very bright with both our bloodlines combined!"

Miaomiao glanced back and forth between his mother and father. He inwardly sighed.

\'Mu-Nyang. What the hell is this setting?! Why am I Jia Shan\'s son?!\'

Miaomiao cried, confusing the parents.

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13 years later

A young boy had been standing alone in his courtyard, gazing at the stars in the night sky. He patiently absorbed the Life Essence of this world. His face looked feminine for a boy while his large black and white feather wings that were bigger than the boy\'s body looked majestic as ever.

Element Essence gathered in the feathers as usual as the feather containers were sturdier than his dantian. However, Miaomiao had a hard time gathering Life Essence from this world as the energy of Mu-Nyang\'s universe didn\'t listen to him anymore.

RUMBLE

Miaomiao\'s fleshly body and muscles trembled as he underwent a transformation. His toned arms, chest, and legs were firmer and slightly bulkier than kids his age now.

Black liquid of impurity excreted from his pores and skin. His white robes blackened and emitted a foul odor.

"Hmm!"

Transparent water suddenly manifested around Miaomiao and cleansed the impurity around him. His dirty clothes were also washed and dried in an instant.

The water, which was created by Miaomiao\'s water element Qi, carried the grime and flew toward a latrine. Miaomiao gazed at the automatic water Qi and closed his eyes to resume cultivating.

"AAAAAAHHHHH!!"

Suddenly, a loud scream from the latrine interrupted Miaomiao\'s concentration. He slightly frowned.

A few seconds later, a short hair middle-aged man in brown robes and the embroidery of the symbol "Captain" rushed toward Miaomiao.

"Young master Mao! Young master Mao! There\'s a water ghost at the latrine!"

Miaomiao rolled his eyes. Without looking at his bodyguard captain, he chastised him.

"That was my water element Qi. I just cleaned my impurity. Don\'t shout at night, idiot!"

The manservant\'s name was Mao Hao, a clansman from the Mao Family.

In this life, the Mao Family was one of the major noble families in the Wu Dynasty. They reigned over a city and a sect, and they possessed a private army of 10,000 elite soldiers and 1,000 cultivators.

Mao Shan, aka Jia Shan, was an elder of the Mao Clan. He inherited the bloodline of an angel, and he was also the sect master of the Celestial Sword Sect.

Miaomiao\'s mother, Mao An, was a chaos demon goddess. She was a princess of the supreme chaos god court of an immortal world, who married Mao Shan because of her family\'s arrangement.

Because of various backers, the Mao Clan and the Celestial Sword Sect never faced monetary issues. Cultivation resources were plenty, and the taxes from their city and sect were enough to support the clan for seven generations.

Living in a wealthy family was blissful as Miaomiao didn\'t have to face any hardship. He spent his days, cultivating in earnest to get his power back.

Today as well, Miaomiao managed to progress further a little by collecting Life Essence from nature and converting them into element essence. Then, he stored them in his feather wings.

So far, 15% of his white feathers were filled to the brim. However, his black feathers were still empty as Miaomiao had no partner to dual cultivate.

He was bored.

Looking at his new servant in this life, Miaomiao was mentally exhausted.

"Don\'t panic when you see elemental Qi. Aren\'t you a 5th-stage cultivator? You should have known what a manifested elemental Qi looks like."

The servant, Mao Hao, broke a sweat, "But young master Mao, 5th-stage cultivator like me can\'t comprehend or use every type of element Qi like you. Heck, I can\'t even use elemental Qi when I was a 4th-stage cultivator! You\'re special, young master!"

"Then, you must be slacking. You\'re 30 now, and you still can\'t use all elemental Qi. You need to work harder!"

Mao Hao playfully grinned, "Yes, this servant will learn from young master!"

Miaomiao sighed and left the servant alone. He continued cultivating all night while Mao Hao remained by Miaomiao\'s side, protecting him per his duty.

When the Sun rose, a middle-aged swordsman and his entourage entered Miaomiao\'s courtyard. He smiled while he stroked his beard.

"Miaomiao, are you still cultivating?"

Miaomiao stopped what he was doing. He cupped his fist and bowed to his father.

"Yes, father."

"How far have you progressed? Are you close to the 5th-stage?"

"No. This untalented son is still in the 4th-stage. It takes a long time to collect Life Essence these days."

"I see."

Despite hearing the humble words of Miaomiao, Mao Shan laughed in elation. He turned around and gazed at his followers.

The person behind Mao Shan was a short angel. He was the reincarnation of Luo Cheng, but his surname became Mao like the others.

The former dwarf burst into laughter. He clapped his hands.

"Your son is so humble, brother Shan! Look at him. He\'s only 13, but he is already a 4th-stage cultivator! I wish my daughter is half as good as your son. She\'s still stuck at the 1st-stage."

"It\'s in the blood, Cheng. I trained hard when I was a kid, but you always fumbled around in a blacksmith."

"Bah! At least, I\'m the best artifact blacksmith in the Sun Dynasty! My daughter has already made five low-grade artifacts even though she doesn\'t cultivate!"

"Hahaha. Don\'t be mad, Cheng. Let\'s come inside, so my boy can continue training. We have a lot to discuss with our guests."

"Hmm!"

Mao Shan led his guests into the building next to Miaomiao\'s courtyard. Several strangers followed Mao Shan and Mao Cheng to the wooden mansion and sneaked a glance at Miaomiao.

Among the crowd, a lovely 12-year-old girl followed after them. She looked up and saw Miaomiao.

As soon as she spotted him, she screamed.

"MIAOMIAO, IS THAT YOU?!"

Miaomiao turned around and looked at the screamer. Then, he noticed a familiar aura signature.

The little girl was Tang Ting, one of Miaomiao\'s former wives.

Currently, Tang Ting wore the expensive colorful robes of a noble. Jade hair ornaments and her trinkets were all high-grade artifacts, and the short knife on her waist was also a high-grade weapon.

Tang Ting leaped into Miaomiao\'s arms. She cried.

"I missed you so much! I thought I would never see you again!"

Miaomiao patted the girl\'s back to calm her. He glanced at Tang Ting\'s followers and nannies, who widened their eyes in shock.

"Young miss Tang! Please mind your manner!"

Tang Ting\'s followers dragged her away from Miaomiao. They repeatedly bowed to him, "We\'re so sorry, young master Mao!"

Miaomiao dryly smiled, "It\'s okay. No harm\'s done."

The group carried Tang Ting to the mansion and followed after Mao Shan and Mao Cheng. They closed the door and let their bodyguards ward off other visitors.

\'I see. Is this Mu-Nyang\'s arrangement? I guess it\'s about time that I get to reunite with my wives and my followers.\'

Miaomiao snickered while his PP stood tall in excitement.

Finally, after 13 years, he might be able to get laid soon!