The Hero of a Cool Novel? I, the Villain, Will Kill You!

99: You’re in trouble, you femme fatale!“Heh, why would I lie to you!”

“If you don’t believe me, look!”

Wang Qing had an innocent expression. His sleeve swirled, creating a black mist, and three Immortal Emperors emerged from it like Puppets on strings.

Basha Golden Buddha’s face twitched. “Immortal Lord Jiang Qing, Immortal Emperor Yuan Xu, and Shakya Golden Buddha have been refined into Puppets?”

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, as if he had seen wrong.

“They have indeed been refined into Puppets. They’ve joined the battle and are slaughtering. The fight in the Chaos mist will surely be very exciting!”

Wang Qing smirked, flicking a black ray from his fingertip that drilled into the three Immortal Emperors’ bodies. They instantly transformed into killing gods and descended upon the Chaos battlefield.

Many monks of Western Cold Buddhism saw this scene and remained silent, adopting a stance of non-involvement.

Shakya Golden Buddha was the most active; becoming a Puppet had nothing to do with them.

Moreover, they were powerless and were still relying on the Primordial Beginning Immortal Domain for protection.

If they defied Wang Qing’s orders, there was no guarantee they wouldn’t be the next Shakya Golden Buddha, refined into a Puppet.

“How boring. This Emperor thought you would avenge Shakya Golden Buddha. Turns out you’re just a bunch of cowards.”

Wang Qing mocked them repeatedly, hands behind his back, leisurely surveying the Chaos mist along the border.

The many monks of Western Cold Buddhism turned crimson, not daring to speak out in rebuttal.

They could only watch Wang Qing’s back gradually disappear from sight.

Inside the Chaos battlefield.

With the combined attack of the three Immortal Emperor Puppets, even Zhao Ri Tian and Long Aotian were steadily forced to retreat.

Other Immortal soldiers and Immortal generals exploded into a rain of blood under a single gaze from an Immortal Emperor.

Even more terrifying, Ghostly Underworld Taoist was organizing the retreat of the Eastern Cold Immortal Domain’s forces when Immortal Lord Jiang Qing’s arm was severed by a single slash.

He looked at Immortal Lord Jiang Qing’s vacant eyes and knew that his student must have had his mind controlled during the battle for the Wild Realm.

“Immortal Lord Jiang Qing, wake up quickly!”

Ghostly Underworld Taoist roared, and a mysterious purifying power surged into Immortal Lord Jiang Qing’s body.

A trace of clarity returned to Immortal Lord Jiang Qing’s eyes. He saw himself holding a great saber, slashing at his Imperial Master, Ghostly Underworld Taoist.

He was filled with immense grief and struggled, saying, “Imperial Master, kill This Emperor!”

“This Emperor has been controlled by Wang Qing…” Halfway through his sentence, the clear light in Immortal Lord Jiang Qing’s eyes vanished, again enveloped by a black mist.

He raised his hand again, his saber strikes imbued with the aura of the Eastern Cold Dao.

Ghostly Underworld Taoist’s expression flickered for a moment, then he decisively struck, shattering the great saber, sending Immortal Lord Jiang Qing flying with a palm strike, and then departed the battlefield on a Qilin Immortal boat.

The addition of the three Immortal Emperors turned the tide of the battle, and countless Immortal soldiers and Immortal generals exploded and died.

In less than half a month… this battle, where friend and foe were indistinguishable, was nearing its end, with only the Transcendents Alliance and the Heavenly Fortune God Clan still fighting each other.

On the Northern Han Immortal Region border, Yun Fu watched the three Immortal Emperors, like harvesting machines, taking lives one after another.

Her expression was uncertain, and her appearance, wanting to act but not daring to, was very amusing.

“Damn it, damn it, damn Wang Qing!”

“You’re a lunatic, you really don’t treat Immortals as people!”

Yun Fu’s sheer dress fluttered, her allure faintly visible, very tempting to commit a crime.

Her appearance and the battle in the Chaos mist formed a stark contrast. After cursing a few times, she was about to leave the Northern Han Immortal Region border.

“Bang!”

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out.

“Who dares to take advantage of This Princess!”

Yun Fu’s sensitive spot was ambushed. She turned around, her Divine Thought sweeping everywhere.

Just as she was concentrating, Wang Qing’s demonic claw wrapped around her slender waist, and he casually pressed her against the railing of a Tower Ship (tower boat).

“Ugh!”

Yun Fu’s fair neck was choked. She looked back and saw a handsome face.

Wang Qing leaned on Yun Fu’s fragrant shoulder and smiled mischievously, “Very surprising, you haven’t experienced matters between men and women?”

“Chu Daosheng didn’t do anything to you?”

“Pah, you bastard!”

“Chu Daosheng is only This Princess’s husband in name!”

“This Princess, representing the Transcendents Alliance, and Chu Daosheng of the Heavenly Fortune God Clan, are a marriage of convenience. We haven’t even held hands!”

Yun Fu looked coldly at Wang Qing behind her, completely powerless to resist, her beautiful legs trembling.

She raised her hand to strike Wang Qing dead with a palm.

However, Wang Qing’s strength was not what it used to be. How could she be his opponent?

“You’ve tried to ambush This Emperor multiple times. This time, no matter what, This Emperor will make you taste what ‘powerful’ means!”

Wang Qing pulled Yun Fu’s hands behind her back and bit her fragrant shoulder, making her grimace in pain.

“You… you quickly let go of This Princess!”

Yun Fu was truly anxious. If she let Wang Qing continue to ambush and pull from behind, she might be irrigated by something.

“This Princess will bite you to death.”

She bit back at Wang Qing’s shoulder, provoking an even more violent attack, making her entire body sway.

“You venomous beauty, you dare to bite This Emperor? You have quite a stubborn temper!”

Wang Qing clasped Yun Fu’s hands behind her back with one hand, and with the other, he raised his hand and delivered a slap.

“Slap!”

Yun Fu was stunned by the slap, a red handprint appearing on her beautiful face. “You dare to hit This Princess?”

“What’s wrong with hitting you? This is the consequence of opposing This Emperor!”

Wang Qing sneered, a ferocious look flashing in his eyes, showing no pity for her beauty.

Yun Fu was a truly venomous beauty. If he went easy on her, she would certainly escape again.

“Quick, tell This Emperor where the Transcendents Alliance’s world is!”

Wang Qing’s expression was a bit urgent, as if he really wanted to know the secret of the Transcendents Alliance.

Yun Fu bit her red lips. Even if the tearing pain in her heart was intense, she refused to speak, stubbornly looking back at Wang Qing.

“You’re dreaming. You’ll never know the secret of the Transcendents Alliance!”

“You’d better not let This Princess escape, or I will suppress you and torment you every day.”

Her eyes were like they were laced with poison, playing the venomous beauty to perfection.

Even when facing an invincible enemy like Wang Qing, she dared to retort with a poisonous tongue.

“Hmph, the battle on the Chaos battlefield will last at least another half a month.”

“This Emperor will watch the battle while waiting for you to become exhausted and obediently reveal the secret of the Transcendents Alliance!”

Wang Qing was playful and mad, like a bull charging recklessly.

Yun Fu’s soul seemed to have flown away, but she still stubbornly said, “Who’s afraid of whom? This Princess has plenty of time!”

“Let’s see if your stamina lasts, or if This Princess can endure!”

With that, Yun Fu said no more, struggling continuously, trying to break free from Wang Qing’s control.

In the distance.

Zhao Ri Tian and Long Aotian had already retreated from the Chaos mist to a certain abyss in the Northern Cold Borderlands.

They saw Yun Fu, the Vice Alliance Leader of the Transcendents Alliance, being ravaged by Wang Qing, and felt a pang of discomfort in their hearts.

After all, Yun Fu was a Devouring Divine Beast, yet she was being harmed by Wang Qing from behind.

“Zhao Ri Tian, the Transcendents Alliance and the Heavenly Fortune God Clan have torn each other apart over the Immortal Realm’s Luck cultivation rights.”

“This Aotian is going to find the Alliance Leader to preside over justice. What are your plans?”

Long Aotian withdrew his gaze from Yun Fu and Wang Qing’s struggle, turning his head to ask Zhao Ri Tian beside him.

Zhao Ri Tian remained silent. His secretly beloved goddess had been harmed, so how could he be in the mood to bother with Long Aotian?

He said dejectedly, “You go back to the Hongmeng Sea first. This Venerable will return after the Immortal Realm battle ends!”

With that, Zhao Ri Tian clutched his chest, flashed, tore through space, and disappeared.