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Turns Out, I’m In A Villain Clan!

Chapter 125: Inside The Ancient Ruin · Oct 15, 2026

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101 Chapter 101: Bai Zihan Vs Mo Yichen! 2026-10-15
102 Chapter 102: Heaven Chosen Last Stand! 2026-10-15
103 Chapter 103: A Heaven’s Chosen Falls 2026-10-15
104 Chapter 104: No Retribution? 2026-10-15
105 Chapter 105: Rewards For Killing a Heaven Chosen! 2026-10-15
106 Chapter 106: Sword Intent! 2026-10-15
107 Chapter 107: A Father’s Shock 2026-10-15
108 Chapter 108: Back to Heaven Sword Sect 2026-10-15
109 Chapter 109: Han Shenwu! 2026-10-15
110 Chapter 110: Han Shenwu’s Proposal 2026-10-15
111 Chapter 111: Shen Liang Escaped? 2026-10-15
112 Chapter 112: The Gathering of Titans 2026-10-15
113 Chapter 113: An Opportunity! 2026-10-15
114 Chapter 114: Preparation 2026-10-15
115 Chapter 115: Convincing the Unconvinced 2026-10-15
116 Chapter 116: Courage or Madness? 2026-10-15
117 Chapter 117: The Rise of the Scorned Heir 2026-10-15
118 Chapter 118: Here Comes Another One! 2026-10-15
119 Chapter 119: Power Of Nascent Soul Realm 2026-10-15
120 Chapter 120: The Son Who Surpassed Expectations 2026-10-15
121 Chapter 121: The Day of the Ancient Ruins Opening 2026-10-15
122 Chapter 122: Royal Family Enter’s! 2026-10-15
123 Chapter 123: No Righteousness Here! 2026-10-15
124 Chapter 124: Ancient Ruin Opens 2026-10-15
125 Chapter 125: Inside The Ancient Ruin 2026-10-15
126 Chapter 126: Only One Side Leaves 2026-10-15
127 Chapter 127: Conflicts in the Ancient Ruin 2026-10-15
128 Chapter 128: Mo Tianji’s Scheme! 2026-10-15
129 Chapter 129: Inheritance of an Immortal Emperor 2026-10-15
130 Chapter 130: The Trial Began! 2026-10-15
131 Chapter 131: Mo Tianji’s Worst Day Ever! 2026-10-15
132 Chapter 132: To The Next Trial! 2026-10-15
133 Chapter 133: The Second Trial! 2026-10-15
134 Chapter 134: Heaven-Grade in an Hour? 2026-10-15
135 Chapter 135: Freak Among Freaks 2026-10-15
136 Chapter 136: The Third Trial! 2026-10-15
137 Chapter 137: Let Them Feel Modern War 2026-10-15
138 Chapter 138: Ironmist 2026-10-15
139 Chapter 139: A Weapon for the People 2026-10-15
140 Chapter 140: The Flame Beyond the Walls 2026-10-15
141 Chapter 141: The First Shot! 2026-10-15
142 Chapter 142: The Scout’s Revelation 2026-10-15
143 Chapter 143: An Invitation Refused 2026-10-15
144 Chapter 144: The Vermilion Princess Arrives 2026-10-15
145 Chapter 145: Princess Feilian! 2026-10-15
146 Chapter 146: Leashing the Minister 2026-10-15
147 Chapter 147: Inside The Wall 2026-10-15
148 Chapter 148: A City on the Edge 2026-10-15
149 Chapter 149: Feeding the Fire 2026-10-15
150 Chapter 150: Demonic Beasts Invasion! 2026-10-15

Chapter 125: Inside The Ancient Ruin

The sky above them was a bruised violet, like twilight frozen in time. Low clouds drifted slowly, crackling with faint arcs of lightning.

The ground was solid obsidian rock, cracked and scorched in places, as if it had once suffered a massive battle or explosion.

Jagged mountains rose in the distance, their peaks twisting unnaturally as if warped by some ancient power.

All around them, ruined temples and half-buried statues of long-forgotten deities littered the land.

Massive stone slabs, torn banners, shattered weapons—this was clearly a battlefield from some distant era, not just a relic site.

A faint red mist clung to the air. It wasnʼt thick enough to block vision, but it left a metallic taste on the tongue.

Although they had been teleported to such a strange place, it wasnʼt exactly unique.

There were many sub-worlds like this, created and hidden by peerless experts.

And with the Ancient Ruinsʼ owner capable of creating Grade-8 or higher Formations, it was no surprise that he had also forged a subdomain to preserve his inheritance.

Bai Jian looked around, frowning.

They werenʼt alone.

He could see dozens of figures scattered across the terrain, some still struggling to get their bearings, others already scanning their surroundings for threats—or treasures.

To the north, a group of robed disciples from the Heaven Sword Sect regrouped around Bai Xueqing and Chu Ziyan.

To the west, Yu Wenzhao and the disciples of the Heaven Suppression Pavilion were calmly forming a perimeter.

To the south, the demonic qi in the air had thickened—Mo Tianjiʼs team.

The bastard was laughing like a maniac, probably thrilled by the chaos and the bloodshed to come.

There were already two dead bodies near him—likely his latest victims, since there was no one here to restrain him.

And of course, there were also members of the Li and Zhao Clans, glaring as they appeared.

They were all standing there as if waiting for them.

”Hehe… I canʼt believe the Bai Clan even sent out trash like you, Bai Zihan!”

Li Feng mocked. The same Li Feng who had been humiliated by Bai Zihan during the engagement ceremony.

Well, Li Feng obviously still believed it was because he had suppressed his cultivation to match Bai Zihanʼs.

If he hadnʼt done that, he was convinced he wouldʼve won easily with his superior cultivation.

Bai Zihan glanced at him, but didnʼt get angry.

If he got pissed every time someone insulted him, then after 16 years of ridicule, heʼd have died of high blood pressure.

”Oh, I was wondering who was barking. Itʼs the loser from the Li Clan who got beat up like a dog, isnʼt it?”

Bai Jian and the others laughed at Bai Zihanʼs jab.

The Li Clan was their bitter enemy, and having their genius humiliated was something theyʼd remember for life—especially since it was their hailed genius who got racked.

Not to mention, Bai Zihan had even gotten a Heaven-Grade Artifact from the Zhao Clan as part of a bet, making a solid dent in their power.

”YOU!”

Li Feng snapped, unable to hide his rage.

He hadnʼt forgotten a single moment of that humiliation—the looks, the whispers, the mocking.

He had gone from being hailed as a genius to being the laughingstock of his Clan.

Even when he returned to Sect, other disciples who once feared and revered him had mocked him.

The fear and awe once attached to his name were gone.

His father didnʼt even want to see his face after that disaster.

But now—now he had a chance.

If he could gain the inheritance from this Ancient Ruin, he could reverse everything.

What he hadnʼt expected was Bai Zihan showing up here too.

But that only made it more exciting.

A perfect chance to get revenge.

”Hmph! You, Bai Zihan, are certainly insidious. Iʼll admit I fell for your trap,” Li Feng said, surprisingly honest.

”But this is different. I will have my revenge.”

Bai Zihan didnʼt respond. He didnʼt feel the need to.

Li Feng didnʼt deserve his attention then, and it was even more true now.

”Bai Zihan, you actually came?”

Zhao Chen stepped forward—the one who had suffered the most from the fallout of the Bai-Zhao-Li clash.

After all, it was his artifact that had been lost in that bet.

A Heaven-Grade Artifact—gone just like that.

The punishment he had endured wasnʼt something that needed to be said aloud.

But he was still a valued figure in the Zhao Clan, and they had high hopes for his future.

Now, there is was an opportunity to get back what is lost.

”Good. I thought youʼd be too much of a coward to come,” Zhao Chen said, no longer bothering to hide his hostility.

”Bai Clan—whoʼs your leader?”

”Youʼre looking at him!”

Bai Ming said, clearing indicating at Bai Zihan who was in front of the Bai Clan.

”You? Bai Zihan?”

Zhao Chen looked like heʼd just heard the punchline to a bad joke.

”Haha… Bai Clan, did you really lose your mind?”

To him, choosing a leader meant choosing the one who might become the strongest in the entire empire if they got the inheritance.

And theyʼd pick Bai Zihan?

The so-called ”arrogant brat” whose entire reputation was built on scheming and causing trouble?

Others from Zhao and Li Clan also laughed along with Zhao Chen.

No matter how spoiled Bai Zihan was, it didnʼt mean that Bai Tianheng, as the clan leader, should indulge his whim—especially when it could risk losing the Inheritance.

The Bai Clan members didnʼt get angry at Zhao Chenʼs mocking.

If anything, they felt a bit of pity.

(Poor bastard still had no idea who he was dealing with.)

They werenʼt about to explain it either.

But when the time came, they were really looking forward to seeing the expression on Zhao Chenʼs face.

”Anyway, itʼs good that you, Bai Zihan, are the leader.”

Zhao Chenʼs eyes gleamed with cold arrogance as he stepped forward, flanked by several inner disciples from the Zhao Clan—and a few others clearly allied with them.

Some from the Li Clan, some from minor sects desperate to curry favor.

”Iʼm going to offer you a deal. Simple, really. Hand over the Heaven-Grade Artifact you took during that little farce of a bet. Give it back now, and Iʼll consider the matter settled.”

His tone turned razor-sharp.

”No grudges. No retaliation. Weʼll even let you walk away and promise not to interfere with you inside the Ancient Ruin.”

A few chuckles came from the Zhao and Li Clan participants behind him.

”But if you donʼt…”

Zhao Chenʼs eyes narrowed.

”Then donʼt blame me for what happens next. The Zhao Clan, the Li Clan—and all our allies—we will act. You think youʼre strong enough to handle all of us?”

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