Great Villain: Starting by Humiliating the Son of the Heavenly Fate-Chapter 388: Hand Over Everything

"You—you dare kill me?!" Sun Tianlin roared, his face twisted in anger and fear. "I'm a Core Elder of the Purple Crest Immortal Sect! One of the strongest sects on the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star! If you kill me, they'll never let you go. Don't think just because you're a Middle-stage Nirvana Peering realm cultivator you can act all high and mighty. You're nothing on the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star!"

His words were loud, fierce even, but if you listened carefully, you could hear the panic hidden underneath. His eyes darted around wildly, searching for any way out.

"Alright, alright, stop yelling," Jiang Chen said, stepping out from thin air with a lazy smile. "Cut through all that noise. You just want to live, don't you?"

"You—" Sun Tianlin's mouth hung open. His face twitched as embarrassment flashed across it. But he forced himself to stay calm. "Who doesn't want to live? Just say it. What do you want?"

"I want to go to the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star," Jiang Chen said, voice cooling down like steel. "You take me there, and you get to live. If not..." His eyes sharpened. "Well, you won't even have time to regret it."

Sun Tianlin's heart pounded. He thought it over quickly, then nodded. "Fine. I agree."

The Prosperous Stone Immortal Star, huh...

Half of that place belonged to the Purple Crest Immortal Sect. And the Sun Clan—his clan—had real power there. To Sun Tianlin, this was perfect.

Let Jiang Chen come. Once they got back to the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star, it wouldn't matter how strong Jiang Chen thought he was. With the full force of the sect behind him, even a Middle-stage Nirvana Peering realm cultivator would be nothing but a bug to squash.

Sure, Jiang Chen would be cautious, but so what? Against the real big shots of the Nirvana Cleansing realm, no amount of cleverness could save him.

Sun Tianlin had already made up his mind: Jiang Chen was walking straight into his own grave.

"Good," Jiang Chen said, his smile vanishing. "Since you agreed, lower the defenses around your Sea of Consciousness. I'll plant a soul seed. As long as you behave, you'll live."

Without waiting, Jiang Chen started weaving his hands through the air, forming the Ten Thousand Soulseed Art.

Sun Tianlin hesitated, clenching his fists behind his back. But in the end, he let his defenses drop.

A strange force rushed into him almost instantly, sinking deep into his soul.

This...this is a Transcendence-level soul art! Sun Tianlin realized at once. But instead of panicking, he laughed coldly inside. If you give me time, I'll break it myself. And you think you can control me with this? Fool.

What he didn't know was that Jiang Chen had no plans to let him live that long anyway.

As soon as they reached the Prosperous Stone Immortal Star, Jiang Chen would kill him without hesitation.

A flash of golden light shot out from between Sun Tianlin's eyebrows. It floated toward Jiang Chen, who caught it casually—it was the soul seed magatama.

Sun Tianlin stiffened. Even if he still had thoughts of resisting, he didn't dare act rashly anymore. One wrong move, and Jiang Chen would know.

"Sun Tianlin," Jiang Chen said, twirling the soul seed magatama between his fingers, "this little thing means your life is in my hands now. So behave. Now, hand over all your valuables."

Jiang Chen's tone was icy, leaving no room for argument.

Sun Tianlin's face twisted. He gritted his teeth.

As the father of Sun Ji—who had been a big shot in the Purple Crest Immortal Sect—he was loaded with treasures. Jiang Chen clearly knew it and had no intention of letting him off cheap.

"Don't push it too far," Sun Tianlin snapped, struggling to keep his voice steady. "I know you're planning to kill me after I hand everything over. That's why you're pretending you'll spare me."

Jiang Chen just gave a soft chuckle. "Live, die—it's all up to me. What choice do you have?"

"You..." Sun Tianlin shook with anger but bit it down. Resistance meant certain death. Submission… maybe there was still a sliver of a chance.

"Don't waste my time," Jiang Chen said coldly. "If you hide even a single item, you'll die a dog's death."

Sun Tianlin's face turned even uglier. But after a few seconds, he gave a low growl and started pulling treasures out from his storage.

He placed a spatial bracelet, a thin-bladed Immortal Tool, and a defensive artifact in front of Jiang Chen. His hands trembled. It was clear how much he hated giving them up.

"Good," Jiang Chen said, extending a hand. A wave of power swept the three treasures into his grip without even giving Sun Tianlin a chance to second-guess.

Sun Tianlin's fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. But he didn't dare act out.

"Alright," Jiang Chen said flatly. "The Immortal Martial Continent is still crawling with demons. Go back. Lead your army. Take back the lost domains. I'll handle the strong ones."

And just like that, he disappeared into the distance.

"Yes, sir!" Sun Tianlin answered quickly, relief flooding through him. He bowed low before flying off to gather the cultivator army.

As Sun Tianlin left, Jiang Chen soared through the skies, cutting down any demon that dared cross his path.

Now that his cultivation had jumped so much, wiping out the leftovers was as easy as breathing.

While killing demons, Jiang Chen took out the storage artifacts he'd collected. It was time to sort through the loot.

Until now, he'd been fighting based purely on his own strength. He hadn't touched the mountain of treasures he'd gathered from all the demon powerhouses—or the precious Nether Soul Crystals tucked away in their possessions.

With all this qi and blood energy... maybe it's time to pick a Nirvana Peering-level cultivation technique, Jiang Chen thought, rubbing his chin.

Just then, a tiny flash of silver popped out from the collar of his robe.

Ying Luo hovered in the air in front of him, her little dragon eyes sparkling. Her front paws fiddled together, full of excitement.

"Big brother! I love you so much!" she squealed.

Jiang Chen laughed. "Don't worry, little one. You won't go hungry. Let me find a good cultivation method first, then everything else is yours."

He stretched out his hand, and Ying Luo immediately wrapped herself around his palm.

"Deal!" she chirped happily.

"Good," Jiang Chen said. "Now go round up any stray demons you find. It'll save me some time."

"Got it! I'll find them all!" Ying Luo shouted as she zipped off, her tiny body flickering through the air using Spatial Stride to move faster.

Watching her go, Jiang Chen shook his head with a chuckle. "What a lively girl."

He turned back to the task at hand.

While slaughtering demons, he called out to the two women inside the Void Tribulation Soulring—Nangong Wan and Shangguan Ning.

He asked them to help pick a good cultivation method.

Before long, they settled on something called the Formless Nature Immortal Scripture—a Nirvana Peering-level body cultivation technique.

The path forward in the Nirvana Peering realm was all about fusing the Great Dao into every cell of the body, creating what's called the Complete Dao Palace Body.

Once that body was fully formed, a cultivator could step into the Nirvana Cleansing realm and form the Great Dao Immortal Body.

The Formless Nature Immortal Scripture specialized in making that process easier.

For someone like Jiang Chen, who already had a ton of rare abilities and little trouble breaking through bottlenecks, practicing it would make things even smoother.

Plus, the scripture had a hidden bonus—it could change the user's physical appearance.

Combined with the aura-hiding powers of the Death Calamity Dark Star Moon Dao Embryo Bloodline, it would be nearly impossible for anyone to recognize him.

It was exactly what he needed.