Fantasy: I Am the Villain.

Chapter 43 The Snake Swallows the Elephant (Part 9)

"How did this damn system reappear? It's still swindling and cheating. Who released such an honest kid?" Bai Ke muttered to himself with resentment.

However, now is not a good time to hold a lottery. Although the Shennong Gang members have basically controlled the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect here, the people on the stage can still move freely.

It wasn't that Sikong Xuan didn't want to bind them; after all, the individuals on the stage, regardless of their status or martial arts skills, were far more valuable than ordinary disciples.

However, Sikong Xuan is currently busy arguing with Zuo Zimu and others, with both sides pointing out each other's faults without any respite.

The others on the stage couldn't abandon Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing to escape for the time being, so they could only prepare themselves and take the opportunity to leave with their own sect leader.

Sikong Xuan was confident that he had them cornered. He figured that once the Shennong Gang disciples surrounded them, they wouldn't be able to escape, even if they had wings.

As for whether those people would break through by force, Sikong Xuan said that was a minor matter. Didn't you see that Young Master Tian Ce was still standing there unharmed?

Even if they were given a quarter of an hour to run, with that unpredictable agility, they would probably still have a hard time escaping.

Moreover, Bai Ke personally promised to eliminate Zuo Zimu and the others for him, and this person hasn't even made a move yet, so what does he have to worry about?

Sikong Xuan did not want to fight a desperate battle with Zuo Zimu and the others; he only wanted to wait for his disciples to surround and capture them. Zuo Zimu and the others also wanted to buy time and find an opportunity to escape.

The two groups were each pursuing their own agendas, and for a moment, an awkward silence fell over them. Everyone glared at each other angrily, a sight that left Bai Ke in awe.

With a soft sigh, Bai Ke stepped forward and separated the crowd that was glaring at each other. "Gentlemen! Today, the Wuliang Mountain Sword Lake Palace is destined to change hands. There's no need for futile struggles!"

As soon as Bai Ke finished speaking, he heard a "Pah!" and then a middle-aged woman came stabbing at him with a sword, her aura fierce as if she wanted to kill Bai Ke on the spot.

With a casual flick of a bamboo stick, Bai Ke deflected the man's sword and turned to ask, "What is it, madam? Do you think my words are inappropriate?"

The woman stood with her sword in hand, saying, "Hmph! You little brat, you dare to ask for the ancestral land of my Wuliang Sword Sect? You're utterly ignorant."

You think you can subdue us with some underhanded means like poisoning? How utterly laughable! Take another strike from my sword!

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Bai Ke's eyes as he said in a cold voice, "Oh? Is that so? Since my methods are not up to par, then please enlighten me, madam!"

With a flick of his wrist, the bamboo leaves detached from the branch but did not fall to the ground. Instead, they shot rapidly toward the woman's vital points.

This time, Bai Ke didn't hold back like he did when he competed with Yuan Jie. The bamboo leaves whistled through the air, and the woman dared not be careless, so she had to be on high alert.

At this moment, Bai Ke used the steps of the Ecstasy Sword to close in, appearing behind the woman like a ghost. He gently pushed the bamboo branch forward, and it emerged from her chest.

Looking at the woman again, she had already died on the spot, while the bamboo leaf that Bai Ke had previously shaken out with his spiritual power had just shot over. Bai Ke casually waved his sleeve and swept it to the ground.

"Junior Sister Yun!" A miserable cry rang out. It was Zuo Zimu who cried out in pain after seeing his junior sister Yun Tan die on the spot after being defeated by Bai Ke.

Looking at the crowd, even the disciples of the Western Sect mostly showed expressions of pity, their eyes red, glaring angrily at Bai Ke.

"Heh! It's true what they say, the world tests your heart. How can you know how vast the world is without experiencing its trials and tribulations? Fine, whoever disagrees, come at me!"

Bai Ke raised his head and tilted it at a 45-degree angle, casually showing off. Then he started mocking everyone. Sure enough, upon hearing this, the remaining people drew their swords and attacked Bai Ke.

Whether stabbing or slashing, the group's attacks covered Bai Ke's entire body, leaving no opening. After all, they came from the same sect, and their cooperation was extremely tacit.

Bai Ke ignored the longswords attacking him, instead taking a keen interest in the teamwork of the others, revealing his obvious satisfaction.

With a flick of his bamboo branch and a strange twist of his body, Bai Ke dodged the attack. Then, he used the "Seal" technique from the Dog-Beating Stick, his stick flying hard and blocking the retreat of the crowd.

Bai Ke unleashed his newly learned Dog-Beating Stick Technique with full force, frequently employing techniques such as entanglement, sealing, and thrusting. In no time, he had knocked down all those who were attacking him.

Bai Ke casually tossed the bamboo branch aside, muttered something about how boring it was, and then turned to walk towards Zuo Zimu.

"Well, Sect Leader Zuo, have my methods met your standards? Now I am the knife and you are the fish, so Sect Leader Zuo would be better off cooperating obediently!"

Zuo Zimu's face was ashen, and he stared blankly at Bai Ke. "You! What exactly do you want?"

"I have no other intention than to have your Wuliang Mountain and Jianhu Palace handed over by your Left Sect Leader. Otherwise, you will likely suffer some physical pain."

Zuo Zimu suddenly became agitated, "You! You robber! How could you do this?"

Bai Ke shrugged and said, "The ways of Heaven are constant. It doesn't exist for the wicked, nor does it perish for the wicked. There aren't that many reasons to believe in this world."

What is the logic behind your two sects, the Eastern and Western, dominating this vast Wuliang Mountain? Didn't your ancestors seize it from other families in the past? If you call me a robber, then what are you?

Zuo Zimu stared at Bai Ke with trembling lips, unable to utter any rebuttal, and could only glare angrily at Bai Ke.

Seeing that he couldn't say anything, Bai Ke looked around and, finding nothing that required his intervention, bid farewell to Sikong Xuan and his group and found a room to rest alone.

Sikong Xuan only calmed down after Bai Ke left. Bai Ke had just knocked down a group of martial arts masters right in front of him, which had truly shocked him.

After berating his equally stunned disciples and ordering them to search the Sword Lake Palace inside and out, Sikong Xuan personally took action and sent all the unruly individuals to the dungeon.

At this point, apart from those who were traveling and those who remained at the Western Sect's mountain gate and did not come with Xin Shuangqing, the rest, including the leaders of the two sects, were under Sikong Xuan's control.

Seeing that the plan he and Bai Ke had devised to swallow an elephant with a snake was officially completed, Sikong Xuan silently breathed a sigh of relief. After rubbing his face vigorously, he excitedly went to find Bai Ke again.

Meanwhile, our protagonist, Bai Ke, sat cross-legged in the room, staring blankly into the void before him.

Inside the system space, Bai Ke was jumping up and down, cursing the system, "Garbage system! Return it! I want a refund! What kind of piece of junk are you? Huh? System, could you be any more shameless?"