Chosen One, how did I end up as the villain?

Quiet

The audience was silent.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were seeing.

"What is he doing? Is he looking for death?!"

"Arrogant! The ladder is tough enough for one person, yet he wants to bring others along. He's practically courting death!" someone mocked.

Upon hearing this, the crowd seemed to open up and began to chatter.

"Hmph, writers who pride themselves on their intelligence, and they call themselves leaders of the literary world? They're hopelessly stupid."

"He's too arrogant. The power of the restrictions on the first few levels of the Heavenly Ladder is limited, but it gets stronger as you go up. Can't he see the people ahead of him? Even the two Xuan Yuan disciples are struggling to move forward. He still wants to lead people? Does he think he can be stronger than them? How laughable!"

"Wait a minute, look! It seems he hasn't even used his cultivation; he's already advanced more than twenty levels using only his physical strength!"

The refined-looking man spoke again. As a cultivator who loved poetry, he found it hard to believe that a literary leader could be brainless.

Those two poems weren't written by a fool.

Upon hearing this, everyone hurriedly looked over, only to find that there was no trace of nightmare energy fluctuation on that figure, nor could they sense any realm.

"He really only relies on his physique!"

"So what? This only proves that his cultivation is insufficient and he can only rely on his physical strength to survive," said a disciple of the Xuan Yuan Sect.

"Hmph, just trying to attract attention and grab people's eyeballs!" the elder in the front row sneered.

Cheng Wuyai smiled but didn't say anything, but anyone could see the disdain in his expression.

"That's right, let's just wait and see how he dies in such a pathetic way!" someone sneered.

"That's obvious, their face-first-poop posture is even worse than crawling!"

"Ha ha"

"..."

Laughter erupted from the crowd, one burst after another.

They looked at the ladder to the sky, their faces showing expressions of anticipation and excitement.

However, this situation did not last long.

As time went by, the figures on the ladder to heaven seemed to climb higher and higher.

Level 25

Level 30

Level 35...

One person on the ladder was overtaken.

The figure remained unchanged, back straight, steps steady, and more importantly, had not yet used the Nightmare Power.

Seeing this, everyone unconsciously began to restrain their expressions.

"That... only exceeded it by one, it's nothing special, just good luck!" said the Xuan Yun Sect disciple.

"Yeah, overtaking those who don't know their place is nothing!"

"You've got the guts..."

The words abruptly stopped halfway through, and the figure on the heavenly ladder suddenly accelerated.

Moments later, another one was overtaken!

"Only two..."

A young man had just uttered three words when the scene above the Heavenly Ladder made him swallow the rest of his words.

The figure did not pause at all; he moved swiftly as if walking on flat ground.

The third one was left behind.

The fourth one is right behind it.

The mockery on everyone's faces completely disappeared.

Even so, the unbelievable scene on the Heavenly Ladder continues to unfold.

The fifth, the sixth, the seventh...

Even Hua Jiang and that fat man were overtaken.

This is before even using the Nightmare Power!

Those present looked grim; the unbridled mockery from before still echoed in their ears, as if they had rubbed their own faces on the ground.

That's so damn embarrassing!

"How about that? Is the literary leader still an arrogant good-for-nothing?" The refined man finally felt triumphant.

Everyone felt their faces burning with embarrassment upon hearing this, wishing they could disappear into the ground.

But some people remained oblivious; the Xuan Yuan Sect disciples, still arrogant, said:

"He does have some skill, but that's about it. The third senior brother is ahead of him; he has no chance of surpassing him!"

"Hmph, just wait to be crushed to death!"

Cheng Wuyai, sitting in the front row, was not pleased by his disciple's words; instead, a strong sense of unease welled up within him.

He looked sharply at the refined-looking man and asked...

"What's his name?"

The refined-looking man felt a chill run down his spine from the stare and quickly said:

"Xiong Ba"

"...Xiong Ba?"

It wasn't him. Cheng Wuyai was about to breathe a sigh of relief, realizing he had been overthinking things.

However, the refined man's voice rang out again.

"However, that name seems to be an alias. According to rumors, he also has a real name, Qin Huaiyu."

"Qin Huaiyu!"

Cheng Wuyai's heart tightened and his expression changed drastically. Not only him, but several elders were also in the same state.

The two disciples who were speaking instantly lost their arrogance upon hearing the name, replaced by fear.

……

Above the Heavenly Ladder

Compared to the astonishment of the crowd below, those who were overtaken on the steps were no better off.

They all stared at the rapidly ascending figure as if it were a monster.

"Damn, is he even human?!"

"Who is that guy? Carrying someone, isn't he affected by the pressure?!" A cultivator asked incredulously, his face flushed.

"Without even using cultivation, relying solely on physique, is that still just flesh and blood?" Fatty Zhuo Fan gasped.

"Did you see that? He just swaggered right past me like that. It was so damn humiliating! That kid's a piece of cake!"

"To be honest, I'm quite envious of the girls on his shoulders. They're all women. What am I lacking?" A female cultivator bent over, her face full of envy.

"Alas, different people have different fates!"

"You even added a line like, 'Comparison is the thief of joy!'"

Ahead

Unaware that he had become the center of attention, Qin Huaiyu slowed his pace.

The pressure he was under was many times greater than it had been initially.

It felt like a small mountain was pressing down on me, the blood in my meridians was like a torrent, my heart was pounding like a drum, and the surging blood and qi were like boiling water. A series of powerful forces, along with a few spasms, burst forth.

Cool!

I was just worried about how to strengthen my physique, and this is the perfect opportunity!

He knew very well that his physique could only become stronger through repeated torture; it was a process of self-torture.

If one lacks willpower, it is difficult to persevere, which is why most people do not pay attention to physical training.

However, the ultimate physical strength and power cannot be achieved by relying solely on internal cultivation without physical training.

Similarly, this is why those at the same level cannot compare to those who cultivate both internal and external strength. To put it bluntly, without relying on internal strength, one can render the opponent powerless simply by using brute force.

For example, him...

Qin Huaiyu looked at the figure a few steps ahead, and couldn't help but smile. .

"What exactly do you want?"

Ci Ning felt depressed, as if climbing the Heavenly Ladder had nothing to do with her.

The majority of the pressure is on Qin Huaiyu, and the rest is hardly harmful to him. He hasn't even used his Nightmare Power yet.

This position is incredibly shameful. What young lady would be carried by a man like that? If word gets out, what will become of her reputation?

"Oh"

Qin Huaiyu faced forward and sneered, saying:

"I'm the kind of person who holds a grudge and seeks revenge!"

Ci Ning's heart skipped a beat; how could she not know who was in front of her?

"You don't mean to...?"

Qin Huaiyu answered with action, climbing four flights of stairs in succession by exerting force with his feet.

When he was level with the figure in front of him, he suddenly stopped.

Meanwhile, Liu Yun was under immense pressure; his face was flushed and his forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.

He circulated his Nightmare Power to its limit, but the aura was suppressed, and his entire body trembled.

Suddenly a cold wind swept in.

He turned his head, and with just one glance, his pupils contracted sharply.

"It's you!"

"How unexpected!"

The chilling voice, like winter snow, instantly chilled Liu Yun's body, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"What...what do you want to do? This is the Heavenly Ladder!"

"That's perfect, I'll help you get rid of this!"

……

Let reading always be a chapter faster than others.

It felt like a small mountain was pressing down on me, the blood in my meridians was like a torrent, my heart was pounding like a drum, and the surging blood and qi were like boiling water. A series of powerful forces, along with a few spasms, burst forth.

Cool!

I was just worried about how to strengthen my physique, and this is the perfect opportunity!

He knew very well that his physique could only become stronger through repeated torture; it was a process of self-torture.

If one lacks willpower, it is difficult to persevere, which is why most people do not pay attention to physical training.

However, the ultimate physical strength and power cannot be achieved by relying solely on internal cultivation without physical training.

Similarly, this is why those at the same level cannot compare to those who cultivate both internal and external strength. To put it bluntly, without relying on internal strength, one can render the opponent powerless simply by using brute force.

For example, him...

Qin Huaiyu looked at the figure a few steps ahead, and couldn't help but smile. .

"What exactly do you want?"

Ci Ning felt depressed, as if climbing the Heavenly Ladder had nothing to do with her.

The majority of the pressure is on Qin Huaiyu, and the rest is hardly harmful to him. He hasn't even used his Nightmare Power yet.

This position is incredibly shameful. What young lady would be carried by a man like that? If word gets out, what will become of her reputation?

"Oh"

Qin Huaiyu faced forward and sneered, saying:

"I'm the kind of person who holds a grudge and seeks revenge!"

Ci Ning's heart skipped a beat; how could she not know who was in front of her?

"You don't mean to...?"

Qin Huaiyu answered with action, climbing four flights of stairs in succession by exerting force with his feet.

When he was level with the figure in front of him, he suddenly stopped.

Meanwhile, Liu Yun was under immense pressure; his face was flushed and his forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.

He circulated his Nightmare Power to its limit, but the aura was suppressed, and his entire body trembled.

Suddenly a cold wind swept in.

He turned his head, and with just one glance, his pupils contracted sharply.

"It's you!"

"How unexpected!"

The chilling voice, like winter snow, instantly chilled Liu Yun's body, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"What...what do you want to do? This is the Heavenly Ladder!"

"That's perfect, I'll help you get rid of this!"

……

Cool!

I was just worried about how to strengthen my physique, and this is the perfect opportunity!

He knew very well that his physique could only become stronger through repeated torture; it was a process of self-torture.

If one lacks willpower, it is difficult to persevere, which is why most people do not pay attention to physical training.

However, the ultimate physical strength and power cannot be achieved by relying solely on internal cultivation without physical training.

Similarly, this is why those at the same level cannot compare to those who cultivate both internal and external strength. To put it bluntly, without relying on internal strength, one can render the opponent powerless simply by using brute force.

For example, him...

Qin Huaiyu looked at the figure a few steps ahead, and couldn't help but smile. .

"What exactly do you want?"

Ci Ning felt depressed, as if climbing the Heavenly Ladder had nothing to do with her.

The majority of the pressure is on Qin Huaiyu, and the rest is hardly harmful to him. He hasn't even used his Nightmare Power yet.

This position is incredibly shameful. What young lady would be carried by a man like that? If word gets out, what will become of her reputation?

"Oh"

Qin Huaiyu faced forward and sneered, saying:

"I'm the kind of person who holds a grudge and seeks revenge!"

Ci Ning's heart skipped a beat; how could she not know who was in front of her?

"You don't mean to...?"

Qin Huaiyu answered with action, climbing four flights of stairs in succession by exerting force with his feet.

When he was level with the figure in front of him, he suddenly stopped.

Meanwhile, Liu Yun was under immense pressure; his face was flushed and his forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.

He circulated his Nightmare Power to its limit, but the aura was suppressed, and his entire body trembled.

Suddenly a cold wind swept in.

He turned his head, and with just one glance, his pupils contracted sharply.

"It's you!"

"How unexpected!"

The chilling voice, like winter snow, instantly chilled Liu Yun's body, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"What...what do you want to do? This is the Heavenly Ladder!"

"That's perfect, I'll help you get rid of this!"

……