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

173: All worries are empty talk, Zhuge Yuanxi’s counterattackShe silently removed the bronze mask, revealing a face that defied description.

It was a beauty that transcended worldly standards, almost like a primordial Law.

Her skin, even under the dim, grey light, still possessed the texture of ’warm jade, soft and lustrous’.

A faint blush permeated her fair, delicate skin, as if it were the tenderest glow of the sky at dawn.

Her willow-like brows curved like crescent moons, yet their tips carried an aloofness that kept people at a distance; her beautiful eyes were bottomless black, with outer corners subtly upturned.

Even with the confusion in her eyes at this moment, they still held the allure and profundity of the night.

Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders like silk, gently swaying with the subtle Qi currents in the stilled space-time.

A few playful strands brushed against her gracefully sculpted neck and clearly visible collarbones.

Adding a dynamic liveliness to that breathtaking beauty.

Her black dress, unmoved by wind in the grey mist, had a tight cut that exquisitely outlined her alluring, ’curvaceous’ figure.

The bodice clung closely, perfectly accentuating the contours of her full, firm breasts.

Her waist was so slender it could be encircled by one hand, soft and resilient like a willow branch, forming a striking contrast with the full curve of her hips.

When she turned slightly, as her black dress swayed, the silhouette of her long, beautiful legs would vaguely appear, sparking endless imagination.

The occasional glimpse of skin beneath the hem of her dress shone like fine ivory porcelain, radiating its own light in the dim environment.

This black dress, far from suppressing her radiant charm, instead, through ’gold and silver embroidered’ hidden patterns and perfectly placed coverage, allowed her entire being to exude a ’seductive, captivating charm, embodying a myriad of allure’ – a fatal temptation.

Her beauty was not of the mortal world, yet it possessed a captivating enchantment.

Every subtle movement, whether it was the arc of her hair swaying,

or the delicate changes in the curves of her waist and hips as her black dress moved, seemed to align with some Heavenly Dao rhythm, making onlookers’ hearts flutter uncontrollably.

In this peculiar setting at the source of time, forcibly stilled,

she was like a dark lotus blooming in eternal desolation, both mysterious and breathtakingly beautiful.

Suddenly.

Wang Qing appeared in the depths of the grey mist, his moon-white robe gleaming with a cold light in the still grey mist.

He strode forward, his gaze carrying the arrogance of one who comprehends all.

”Little girl, you’re just saying one thing but meaning another; there are still the void imprints left on your skirt from back then.”

”You must have fallen for me a long time ago, didn’t you?!”

”So you chose to sacrifice your True Body to suppress the backlash from the source of time, projecting your Soul to wander the world, searching for the myriad things mother cauldron?”

His tone was confident and assertive, as if he already held all Karma in his palm.

Zhuge Yuanxi’s fingertips trembled, provoked by his words that pierced straight to her heart, yet she still feigned bravery, her voice stiff: ”Don’t talk nonsense! This empress does not like you!”

”This empress originally intended to perish with you, igniting the power of the Void to prevent the catastrophe I foresaw a long time ago.”

”But because of the matter of the Dao Realm, you infected my Soul, so I felt that igniting the power of the Void wouldn’t work.”

”That’s why this empress thought of refining the myriad things mother cauldron, this variable, to suppress the source of time.”

”This empress isn’t in love with you; I was just afraid your Void Space wouldn’t be able to suppress the source of time!”

In her last sentence, an almost imperceptible tremor in her voice betrayed her deepest fear.

She was afraid that Wang Qing would truly die from the backlash if his Void Space couldn’t suppress the end of time.

Wang Qing heard this, first giving an arrogant laugh, then shaking his head and scoffing, ”You still think too little of me.”

”For me, suppressing this source of time is as easy as flipping a hand.”

He had already drawn near, and with a smooth motion, he pulled this peerless beauty in black into his embrace.

His fingertips, with a hint of playfulness, gently pinched her slightly pale cheek.

”The scene you foresaw of the collapse of the end of time, all things returning to ruin, and even Dao Exhaustion Existences perishing—”

”—that was merely the afterglow, the lingering image, of my previous life’s casual destruction of the source of time.”

”Now, throughout the Multiverse, all timelines already flow and cycle within my Void power.”

”The source of time, in a sense, is within my control.”

His deep voice carried an undeniable power as he looked down at the slightly widened beautiful eyes of the person in his arms.

”Do you think the catastrophe you painstakingly, even risking yourself, sought to prevent, is still important to me today?”

As he spoke, he unconsciously lowered his head, intending to capture those alluring red lips so close to him.

Zhuge Yuanxi’s mind buzzed, shaken by the astonishing truth contained in his words, and for a moment, she forgot to dodge.

The collapse of the source of time... had already happened?

She instantly understood: Wang Qing, in his previous life, had probably already used the power of the Void to strip away the authority of Time!

No wonder in this life, Wang Qing could easily seize the Origin of Time even in his youth!

So, the catastrophe she had seen, where the Void Space’s long-term suppression of the end of time would cause a backlash from the source of time, was nothing but empty talk!

Now, everything became clear.

She no longer had to worry that the Void Space couldn’t suppress the source of time.

Nor did she have to worry that after refining the myriad things mother cauldron, she wouldn’t be able to suppress that false catastrophe.

Even more, she didn’t have to worry about all her methods being useless, ultimately having to choose to perish with Wang Qing, inviting an even more terrifying Void power to suppress the source of time.

”Mmm...”

The warm touch on her lips brought Zhuge Yuanxi back to reality abruptly. ”You... what are you doing?!”

She was mortified and indignant, yet her delicate body involuntarily went limp in Wang Qing’s firm embrace.

The biggest boulder in her heart had landed, now transforming into an indescribable emotion.

She understood that all her worries had been an illusory futility.

The long-taut string of her heart suddenly relaxed, replaced by a tremor of something lost and found again.

She involuntarily extended her arms, wrapped them around Wang Qing’s neck, and awkwardly but firmly returned the kiss.

Wang Qing felt the transformation of the beauty in his arms from stiff to soft, from resisting to yielding.

Although he hadn’t fully recalled all the details related to the Void,

the scenes of Zhuge Yuanxi repeatedly showing mercy and letting him go when they were mortal enemies became clear.

So... Zhuge Yuanxi’s search for the myriad things mother cauldron to suppress the end of the River of Time was not meant to perish with him and trigger the power of the Void to suppress a catastrophe.

The deeper reason was actually her concern that his forceful suppression of the source of time with Void Space would lead to unpredictable backlash, and that he might... die?

This realization instantly dispelled Wang Qing’s smugness and arrogance.

In its place was an indescribably complex emotion, with shock, sudden understanding, and even a hint of heartache.

He slowly ended the kiss, releasing Zhuge Yuanxi from his embrace. His handsome face no longer held its previous playfulness, only a deep complexity.

Zhuge Yuanxi, caught in the throes of passion, suddenly felt Wang Qing release her. Her hazy, beautiful eyes welled up with confusion.

Her tone carried a hint of coquettishness and dissatisfaction that even she didn’t detect: ”Why did you stop?”

She looked at the complex expression on Wang Qing’s face.

Believing Wang Qing still had reservations, her inherent pride as a primordial consciousness intertwined with the assertiveness now roused within her.

She parted her red lips, her voice provocative, yet subtly tinged with an imperceptible urgency: ”Didn’t you want to lay your hands on this empress all along? Now that the opportunity is rare, are you actually a coward?”

Wang Qing was silent for a moment, then feigned regret, his voice deep: ”I already have many confidantes... With your high-minded pride, how could you be willing to share with others...?”

”This empress doesn’t care!”

Before he could finish, Zhuge Yuanxi, for the first time, gave a charming smile.

That smile was like a frozen river thawing, spring returning to the earth, a blossoming grace that made the surrounding still grey mist seem to brighten a few shades.

”Anyway,” she said, her eyes glinting with a cunning and confident allure, ”you’ve already pledged your heart to this empress, haven’t you?”

Before her words fully landed.

A flicker of resolve and fervent heat crossed Zhuge Yuanxi’s eyes.

Seizing the moment Wang Qing paused, stunned by her words, she suddenly exerted force, pushing this newly ascended Dao Exhaustion Existence down into the swirling grey mist!

Her black dress spread out like a blooming dark lotus.

She straddled him, gazing down at Wang Qing beneath her, her dark hair falling to brush his cheek.

”Wang Qing,” Zhuge Yuanxi smiled enchantingly, a beauty that could topple nations, her voice carrying an undeniable declaration, ”I want to be your queen...”

With that, she actively lowered her head, with a clumsy yet incredibly firm dominance, and kissed Wang Qing’s lips once more.