I, the Destined Villain, Start by Controlling the Saint

Refuse to kill the goose that lays the golden eggs, and must go on slowly and steadily“Who are you? Why are you sneaking around, following us?”

Outside a small city, three Late Stage Earth Immortal Cultivators surrounded a Middle Stage Earth Immortal Cultivator who was shabbily dressed and whose Aura was unstable.

Their eyes filled with killing intent, they coldly stared at the man.

“Damn it, I’ve been discovered,” the surrounded Cultivator thought to himself, feeling a bad premonition.

It was Ye Tian!

Ye Tian had been traveling discreetly, keeping a very low profile.

Passing by a small city, he planned to enter and buy some clothes to cover himself, and also take a hot bath to wash away the fatigue and grime on his body.

Unexpectedly, just as he reached the city gate, he was surrounded by three Cultivators who had turned back midway.

Ye Tian didn’t want to get into a conflict right now; he only wanted to follow the guidance of the Broken Blade to find the Eternal Immortal Palace and seize the greatest Opportunity.

Therefore, Ye Tian smiled and explained, “Three Fellow Daoists, there’s no need to be nervous. I, Ye, am just passing by and was not following you three Fellow Daoists. It was merely a coincidence.”

He spoke very amiably, revealing his good intentions.

However, these three people didn’t buy it.

Because in their eyes, Ye Tian’s goal was definitely the same as theirs: the Mortals in the city.

Everyone knew by now that slaughtering Mortals would yield benefits, increasing one’s Comprehension Ability, and if one was lucky, even Cultivation Techniques could be dropped.

Within the Eternal Gate, all the larger Mortal cities had been almost completely slaughtered, with less than one in a hundred surviving. Now, finding a small village of a hundred or so people was already very difficult.

The three of them had spent half a month, searching through countless mountains and rivers, just to find this city with over three hundred thousand people. Naturally, they were unwilling to add another person and share their spoils.

So, when they saw Ye Tian, their first reaction was to come up and surround him.

“Coincidence?” The three of them didn’t believe his words.

“Two Fellow Daoists, what should we do?” one of the three asked.

“What else can we do? Since we’ve started, we might as well finish it. If we let him go and he brings back reinforcements, how can we peacefully claim the Opportunity here?”

“Fellow Daoist speaks sense. With over three hundred thousand people, each of us can get over a hundred thousand. That would be an immense gain.”

“Right, for every ten thousand people killed, roughly one will yield a peerless Cultivation Technique. This is a Heaven-Defying Opportunity!”

As the three conversed, they decided on a plan.

That was, Ye Tian could not be allowed to leave.

Ye Tian was confused. Killing people? Opportunity?

Along the way, he had heard more than one person talk like this; it seemed everyone was saying the same thing.

A perplexed Ye Tian asked, “Fellow Daoists, what are you talking about? Why don’t I understand?”

The three sneered, “Are you playing dumb?”

“However, no matter how well you pretend, we cannot let you leave alive.”

Having made up their minds, the three immediately cast spells and began to attack Ye Tian.

Ye Tian was seething with anger. He had shown weakness first, yet these people still attacked, clearly not putting him in their eyes.

Recalling the scene of being ganged up on by thousands a few days ago, and the humiliation of his silent defeat, he couldn’t help but clench his fists tightly, his sharp nails digging deeply into his palms.

Ruthless!

He didn’t want to make a move, not because he was afraid of these three, but because he was afraid of causing too much of a commotion.

But these three were pressing him step by step, leaving no room for retreat. He would unleash all the pent-up frustration he had endured these past few days at this very moment.

“You want to fight? I’ll accompany you then!”

He couldn’t beat thousands of people, but beating three of them was more than enough.

Ye Tian’s heart turned ruthless, and he no longer cared about his wounds tearing open. He immediately began to fight the three.

A Child of Destiny was indeed a Child of Destiny; drawing aggro was a basic operation, and eliminating enemies was as easy as pie.

The three aggressive Late Stage Earth Immortal Cultivators, facing Ye Tian, a Middle Stage Earth Immortal Cultivator with an unstable Aura, surprisingly couldn’t gain any advantage.