Strongest Villain System

3"Bald Donkey, you old fart, he's got a rotten nose, how can he be a bald Donkey? Although he is neither a monk nor a monk, he is not related to bald donkey at all!" Chi Ling'er had a lot of respect for Old Qi. It couldn't be helped, even the villain was extremely polite to him, so of course he had an extraordinary status.    

    

"Yes, you can call him that, but to me he's always been a little bald donkey, a little bald donkey who doesn't follow the rules, who eats, drinks, plays, and swindles." Elder Qi revealed a rare smile as if he was very satisfied with the way Chi Ling'er called him.    

    

The old daoist was stunned. Who was this person!? He actually knew my dark history. It's been five thousand years since I became a monk! [Oh my god!] Didn't this senior live for at least eight thousand years? What kind of old monster was he?    

    

"Senior... Do you... know this junior? But why don't I have any memories of you?!"    

    

"Ha! Master Qi, hurry up and tell me what kind of shady business this stinky nose has! Master, where is the liquor? Bring the liquor!" Chi Ling'er instantly started to gossip. It was obvious that she was interested in the old master's dark history.    

    

"Hahaha! Little girl, even three days and three nights wouldn't be enough for this little baldy to tell us all the ridiculous things he did! That year, when the little bald donkey was learning in the Great Dragon Temple of the Little Western Heaven, on the first day he came up the mountain, he gathered all the new disciples and started gambling."    

    

"As a result, the head of the Discipline Hall swept the temple for a month, but the little bald donkey held a grudge and when the punishment was over, he took advantage of the fact that the head of the Discipline Hall was away to get a large jar of wine and dog meat and put them in his room. When the head of the Discipline Hall returned, the little bald donkey called the head of the Discipline Hall over."    

    

The Head of the Discipline Hall laughed and revealed the dark history of the old Daoist bit by bit.    

    

After he said this, the entire place fell silent. In just a short while, laughter sounded, especially Chi Ling'er who hugged her stomach and laughed." Oh no, I am dying of laughter. Stinky nose, you are really full of evil tricks! Old man Qi, what happened next? "    

    

"That's right! Senior, what happened next? According to the rules of the Buddhist Sect, he should be expelled from the sect!" Gu Huang said with a smile on his face, causing the heavy atmosphere to become much more relaxed.    

    

"That's right! Elder Qi, what happened after that? " Xue Yun couldn't help but laugh. In this world, Confucianism emphasized etiquette, Taoism emphasized rules, and Buddhism emphasized discipline. This could be considered a crime against the wind!    

    

"Ah! Senior! Please don't say anymore. Can you leave some face for this junior? Who doesn't have times to be absurd?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" The old Daoist was completely dumbfounded. He immediately bowed to Old Qi and begged for mercy. Just who was this Old Qi? He actually knew so much about his past. Back then, he was just a little devil king!    

    

"It got worse after that. The abbot of the Great Dragon Temple was a monk. How could this little bald donkey's tricks escape him? In the end, he had to do chores for three months. As soon as the punishment period was over, the little bald donkey found someone to disguise himself as a host and went to the brothel at the foot of the mountain. He even made a photographic talisman and sold it in the Great Dragon Temple."    

    

Elder Qi slapped open the seal of the Wine Jar and took a big gulp. He seemed to be unsatisfied.    

    

"Hahaha! This stinky nose was simply bad to the point that there were sores on the top of his head and pus on the soles of his feet! Publicly hawking the affairs of the host, hey! Stinky nose, why don't you go to heaven?" Chi Ling'er was laughing so hard that she was rolling back and forth, tears streaming down her face.    

    

"I say, old Taoist, how are you still alive? Why weren't you beaten to death?" Gu Huang shook his head. Sure enough, this old Taoist was quite vulgar and shameless!    

    

"Serves you right. It's their fault for targeting me all day long. They asked for it. I say, senior! Who exactly are you? How do you know so much about these dirty secrets? Back then, I was just a little devil king. "    

    

Seeing that the dark side had been exposed, the old daoist didn't care anymore. After all, he wasn't welcomed by them. So what if they knew?    

    

"Little bald donkey, I have known your lineage for eight generations. The Demon Sealing Weapons that you have are all forged by me. Who do you think I am?" Old Weapon grabbed the Wine Jar again and took a sip. He seemed to be enjoying the aftertaste.    

    

"You... You... Oh my god!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Are you still alive? Junior greets ancestor!" The old Daoist's expression changed greatly, and he was filled with shock and joy. He immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times and nine times, appearing to be incomparably respectful.    

    

Oh my god! This person was worthy of being the ancestor of their Demon Sealers! The ancestors of the previous eight generations had all been taken care of by this person, and had already saved the lives of countless generations of their ancestors. Every generation of the ancestors treated him with incomparable respect, completely treating him like an ancestor. The few Demon Sealing Weapons on his body were refined by this ancestor, and their Demon Sealing Master's lineage had always been single, but this ancestor almost never appeared easily. Unless he appeared himself, it would be impossible to find him.    

    

Yes! It seemed that this ancestor had been paying attention to him from the very beginning. Otherwise, with all the ridiculous things he had done, he would have been destroyed eight times already. How could he still be alive and kicking?    

    

"Courting death, you changed your name again! Didn't you use your Dharma name before? Do you think that you can do whatever you want now that your strength has increased? Do you think that no one can stop you? If it weren't for this old man's secret care, you would have been cut into a thousand pieces for all these stupid things you have done. You have truly disgraced the Demon Sealers."    

    

Old Qi scolded him on the spot, but he didn't show any mercy. He had watched this little bald donkey grow up, and he had spent too much effort on him. He had been secretly watching him for a thousand years.    

    

"Ancestor, I have never forgotten my responsibilities." The Death-Wishing Daoist lowered his head, cold sweat trickling down his forehead, filled with fear.    

    

"Forget it, get up! What a pity! Unfortunately, you are still a little lacking in the end. You didn't manage to cultivate the ultimate profound meaning of your Demon Sealer bloodline! Otherwise, there might be a chance." Old Qi sighed slightly helplessly. He knew the origin of the Demon Sealer bloodline the best, but it was a supreme being from the Dark Era. However, no one had managed to cultivate it, or else there might be a chance to suppress the demons here.    

    

"Ancestor Sect, this disciple is slow-witted and cannot cultivate the ultimate profound meaning, but this disciple has brought the foundation of my bloodline that has been passed down for countless years. Even if it can't kill the demon, it can at least heavily injure it." The Death-Wishing Daoist stood up, his expression becoming extremely determined.    

    

"Ridiculous, this is ridiculous. Do you know what it means to die in front of the light? It represents your inheritance, destiny, and the meaning of your existence. It's not easy to die in front of the light." Old Man Qi suddenly stood up and his face was filled with anger. The Demon Sealing Division still had a secret. Although it was a broken weapon, it was extremely terrifying and could kill True Immortals.    

    

"Ancestor Sect, I know that my foundation has been exposed, but I have no other choice. I really have no other choice. This demon has already formed its momentum, only my foundation can give it a try!" The Death-Wishing Daoist had a helpless expression on his face. If he wasn't forced into a corner, who would be willing to use their foundation to fight?    

    

"Senior, can you lend me your strength?" Gu Huang looked at the two of them without batting an eyelid. What exactly was it that made them so afraid? Could it really have an effect on the Blood Claw?    

    

"Brother Nameless, it's not that I'm stingy, but this weapon is incomplete, but it's too fierce. According to the records of my ancestors, this weapon has killed True Immortals, killed Heavenly Demons, bathed in Zu Long's blood, and was stained with the soul of the Innate Sacred Spirit. It's extremely terrifying, and even the Great Regal would find it difficult to control."    

    

Daoist Death-Wishing shook his head heavily. Although this weapon was only half broken, it was definitely a peerless weapon.    

    

In just a second, the Death-Wishing Priest was dead! With a wave of his sleeve, a rectangular bronze box appeared on the stone table. It was 1.34 meters long, and the surface of the box was rotten and colorful. However, there were nine ancient runes of different shapes and sizes engraved on it.    

    

It was filled with an obscure and profound aura, as if it was the direct embodiment of the source of the Great Dao, making it difficult for people to comprehend it at all.    

    

"Brother Nameless, this is the seal that holds the other half of the Vicious Weapon, but the nine seals on it are something that no one in my bloodline has been able to comprehend for countless years. According to the records of our ancestors, if one can comprehend one seal, they will be invincible in the world. If all nine seals are comprehended, they will be eternal."    

    

When Gu Huang saw the nine great runes on it, his figure suddenly stood up, and his expression became incomparably shocked. The nine great runes in front of him were precisely the Supreme Imprint! It came from the same source as the blood of heaven in the seal in his heart!    

    

The inheritance of the old Daoist actually originated from one of the Nine Great Supreme Masters, and it just so happened to be the Fourth Supreme Master. He had obtained the fourth imprint from the very beginning when he first entered the Thunder Secret Realm, and he had obtained the help of the fourth imprint many times. In the end, he was able to survive because of the help of the fourth supreme imprint.    

    

How could there be such a coincidence? The Fourth Exalt actually had an inheritance that had appeared, and he had even brought the foundation of his clan with him. What exactly was the remnant of the seal? Could it be that the nine great sovereigns who had fallen back then had already predicted the future? Did they all know about this?    

    

Nine great sovereigns, have all of you really died? [What role did I play in your plan? Do you want to plot against me again?] If you push me too hard, believe it or not, I will release the Blood Claw myself and let it rebuild its ancestral body.    

    

No matter what your intentions are, I, Gu Huang, am not your chess piece, and I will not be at your mercy. I was going to risk my life, but now to hell with it! I won't care about what happens here. I will just sit here and watch the Blood Claw come into being.    

    

You still want to use the people of Human Clan to restrain me, and you want to use righteousness to trap me? Do you really think I, Gu Huang, am an idiot?    

    

Human Emperor ancestor is right, knowing the truth or not is meaningless, without strength, everything is just an illusion. If I am destined to not be able to let Human Clan rise in this great calamity, then I, Gu Huang, will personally gather the thoughts of tens of thousands of people, the Humanistic Karmic Luck of the heavens, and lead my people of Human Clan to perish together with you.    

    

I'm not going to fight for your bullshit schemes, I'm not going to be your chess piece, whether you're one of the Nine Supremes or one of the Twelve Supremes, go to hell! Whoever wants to fight, go ahead. I won't keep you company.    

    

I still have a lot of problems that I haven't solved yet. I don't have time to deal with your rotten business and risk my life for the Human Clan.    

    

Chapter 10 - Life and Death