Transmigrated Villain: Starting by Removing the Female Lead's Supreme Bone

With a gentle flick of his Tai Xuan Sword, a sword aura pierced the sky, heading straight for the evil sect leader.

The evil sect leader sneered, his broken sword meeting the attack head-on, and black sword energy surged towards Su He like a tidal wave.

This time, however, Su He's sword energy was exceptionally sharp, easily piercing through the evil sect leader's defenses and leaving a deep wound on his body.

The evil sect leader was greatly surprised, never expecting that Su He's strength would improve so dramatically in such a short period of time.

He gritted his teeth, wildly brandishing his broken sword, unleashing a torrent of dark sword energy like a storm.

Su He remained calm, casually wielding the Tai Xuan Sword, yet he completely neutralized the evil sect leader's attacks.

With a light step, he moved like lightning and instantly appeared in front of the evil sect leader.

The Tai Xuan Sword was aimed directly at the opponent's throat, its sword energy sharp and fierce, as if it would sever the head of the evil sect leader.

The evil sect leader was shocked and hurriedly retreated, but Su He pursued relentlessly, unleashing a continuous barrage of sword strikes.

"May Heaven and Earth live as long as we do!"

The Tai Xuan Sword transformed into a giant dragon, soaring into the sky and hurtling straight at the evil sect leader.

The evil sect leader raised his sword to defend, but the dragon's power was too great, and it actually shattered the broken sword into two pieces.

The evil sect leader's face turned ashen, knowing that all was lost.

Su He showed no mercy; the Tai Xuan Sword followed him like a shadow, instantly piercing the heart of the evil sect leader.

Blood gushed out, and the evil sect leader stared wide-eyed at Su He in disbelief before finally collapsing to the ground, lifeless.

Su He let out a long sigh and sheathed his sword.

He looked around and saw that Su Wan and the other disciples had arrived and were looking at him in surprise.

"Suhe, are you alright?"

Su He shook his head and smiled, "It's alright, thanks to your timely arrival."

He walked to the corpse of the evil sect leader, picked up the broken Lanbi sword, and sighed softly.

"This sword was originally a divine weapon, but it has been used by evil spirits, which is a real pity."

"Please keep quiet about what happened today and do not make a fuss about it."

Su He put the broken sword into his pocket, but he immediately felt a strange power surging within the sword.

This force seemed to be calling to him, yet it also seemed to be repelling him, making him feel an indescribable unease.

Su He tried to circulate his true energy to communicate with the broken sword, but no matter what he did, he was unable to fully control this power.

"Suhe, what's wrong?"

Su He shook his head and handed the broken sword to Su Wan: "This sword seems to have some kind of mysterious connection with me, but I can't fully control its power right now."

Su Wan took the broken sword, examined it carefully, and suddenly remembered something.

"Suhe, I have read in ancient books that the Lanbi Sword is an ancient divine weapon containing mysterious power."

"Legend has it that its power can only be truly mastered in its place of origin."

"The place of origin? Where is that?"

Su Wan shook her head: "The ancient books don't say it explicitly, they only say it's in a mysterious place."

"Suhe, you seem to have a connection with the broken sword. Why don't you go and find its origin? Perhaps you can find a way to control its power."

Su He pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, I'll set off right away."

"Suhe, let me go with you."

Su He shook his head: "No, Su Wan, you still have your own mission to complete, you can't take risks with me."

"This search for the origin of the Lanbi Sword is fraught with danger and unpredictability, so I'll go alone."

Su Wan hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded: "Su He, you must return safely."

Su He smiled and patted Su Wan on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"I will come back to you once I have mastered the power of the broken sword."

Su Wan forced back her tears and nodded.

Su He turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing on the horizon.

Suhe arrived at a small town and decided to rest there.

The inn was bustling with activity as diners enjoyed their meals and chatted happily.

Su He looked around, but his gaze was drawn to a woman dressed in white.

She sat gracefully in a corner of the lobby, exuding a unique and extraordinary aura.

The woman was stunningly beautiful, with skin as white as snow and features as exquisite as a painting, like a celestial being descended to earth.

But a hint of sadness lingered between her brows, as if she had something on her mind that she couldn't express.

Su He's martial arts intuition told him that this woman was no ordinary person and must possess extraordinary skills.

As a Martial Emperor, Su He has a keen insight into martial arts.

He could sense the profound inner strength within the woman, a level that ordinary people could hardly reach.

Su He couldn't help but develop a strong interest in this mysterious woman.

He wanted to find out more about her background and identity.

However, Su He did not rush forward to chat, but instead chose to sit down in a corner.

He wanted to observe the situation first before deciding on his next move.

Su He ordered a pot of wine and drank it alone, but his gaze kept drifting towards the woman in white.

The woman seemed to notice Su He's gaze and looked up at him.

In that instant, their eyes met in mid-air.

Su He felt a chilling sword intent rushing towards him, almost making him choke on his breath.

This woman's martial arts skills are probably even more profound and unfathomable than he imagined.

Su He became even more curious, and he vaguely felt that this woman was related to the mystery of the broken sword he was pursuing.

Could she be the owner of the broken sword? Or does she know its whereabouts?

Countless questions swirled in Su He's mind, and he decided to observe for a while longer.

The diners in the inn gradually dispersed, and the lobby became quiet.

The woman in white remained seated, seemingly waiting for something.

That night, Su He woke up from a dream with a start, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

The image of the woman in white from his dream still lingered in his mind, impossible to shake off.

He rubbed his eyes, trying to dispel the lingering shadows of the dream, only to find the mysterious woman sitting opposite him, staring intently at him.

"Who are you? Why are you in my dream?"

Su He asked warily, his hand unconsciously tightening its grip on the Tai Xuan Sword at his waist.

The woman smiled sweetly and parted her lips slightly: "My name is Zixia, and I am a disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion."

Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion? Su He was shocked. That was the number one sword sect in the world, gathering countless peerless masters.

No wonder this woman gave him a sense of unfathomable depth; it turns out she had such a background.

"You dreamed about me? That's really interesting."

Zixia tilted her head, looking at Suhe with a half-smile.

Su He didn't respond. He felt that this woman's appearance was no accident; she seemed very interested in his identity and the broken sword.

Why did you come here? Was it for the broken sword?

Su He decided to get straight to the point and ask the question that had been bothering him.

Instead of answering directly, Zixia asked, "And why do you possess the broken sword? Do you know its origin?"