Upon closer inspection, a faint, sinister crimson thread swirled within Ye Yun's pitch-black pupils.
The gaze radiated a profoundly ominous aura; locked in a direct stare, anyone would feel a sudden chill of dread coil around their chest.
Ye Yun adjusted to the vision for a brief moment, closing his eyes before opening them once more, restoring his eyes to their natural, pristine appearance.
Just as he prepared to inspect his personal status panel, a sudden, turbulent surge of energy erupted within his meridian channels, threatening to burst outward through his skin.
Without a second thought, Ye Yun immediately circulated the Primordial Demonic Scripture he had just acquired.
Pitch-black mist cloaked his body while violent, raw energy slammed wildly against his internal vessels, seeking to breach his physical vessel.
The domineering Primordial Demonic Scripture churned at terrifying speed, summoning dense clouds of black qi that gradually swallowed and refined the wild, overflowing force.
Having previously reached the Peak Stage of the Dao Comprehension Realm, this sudden deluge of energy, paired with the violent execution of the Primordial Demonic Scripture, propelled Ye Yun across his longstanding bottleneck in a single, decisive moment.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The stubborn threshold that had locked his cultivation in place shattered instantly beneath the surging tide of energy.
Ye Yun breached the Peak Stage of the Dao Comprehension Realm at last.
He successfully stepped into the Great Power Realm.
The black qi lingering around him belonged to the domineering, highly invasive demonic qi of the Primordial Demonic Scripture.
The surging demonic energy billowed frantically around his frame, seemingly resonating with the Supreme Demonic Pupils sealed within his eyes.
Violent streams of demonic qi thrashed through the bedchamber.
The surrounding furniture and luxurious decorations were tossed into complete disarray.
Deep within his jet-black Supreme Demonic Pupils, a sinister crimson hue began to bleed through once more.
Yet, as the system had previously assured, all traces of demonic presence were completely isolated from the outside world.
Consequently, nobody outside had any inkling of the upheaval occurring within the chamber.
Nor did they realize that Ye Yun had successfully achieved a breakthrough.
Having completed his advancement, Ye Yun instantly reined in the chaotic demonic qi within his body, sealing it deep beneath his skin.
Although the system guaranteed complete concealment of his demonic aura, that protection held only as long as he refrained from actively flaunting it.
The breakthrough had unleashed a massive volume of domineering demonic qi.
He needed absolute control over it, lest a slip reveal his secrets and drag him into catastrophic trouble.
"Phew!"
He exhaled a long breath; the vented air shot forward like a razor-sharp blade, maintaining its solid form for several moments before dispersing into nothingness.
Only then did Ye Yun slowly open his eyes.
A sharp, brilliant light flashed across his gaze as he assessed the profound transformations within his physical frame.
He had gained absolute mastery over his body while advancing to the Early Stage of the Great Power Realm.
Anyone capable of reaching the Great Power Realm was considered a formidable expert in their own right, fully qualified to establish a grand sect or rule a region.
Yet an eighteen-year-old cultivator reaching the Great Power Realm was a phenomenon the Immortal World had never once witnessed in its recorded history.
He stood as a singular, unparalleled monstrosity whose talent no peer could ever hope to match.
Clenching his newly strengthened fists, Ye Yun asked with a touch of curiosity.
"System, where did this sudden flood of powerful energy come from to push me into a breakthrough?"
He had consumed no rare spiritual herbs or legendary elixirs, so where had that immense reservoir of energy originated?
[Ding! Host, the Supreme Demonic Pupils fused into your body naturally contained a vast, dormant energy reserve that remained previously sealed.]
[However, upon mastering the Primordial Demonic Scripture, the two rewards resonated with each other, triggering the release of the energy stored within the Supreme Demonic Pupils.]
[This energy aligned perfectly with the Primordial Demonic Scripture, allowing Host to successfully break through to the Great Power Realm.]
Listening to the system's explanation, Ye Yun finally understood the underlying mechanics behind his sudden advancement.
Right then, the memory of his predecessor's heart demon flashed in his mind, causing his heart to skip a beat.
Could that lingering heart demon remain hidden inside him, acting as a hidden threat to his future growth?
"System, what happened to the original host's heart demon? Will it affect my future cultivation?"
For any cultivator, a heart demon was the ultimate taboo; a single lapse in concentration could allow it to trigger a fatal qi deviation.
[Ding! Host, please rest assured. With the Supreme Demonic Pupils and the Primordial Demonic Scripture bound to your soul, the previous heart demon has been completely refined.]
[Furthermore, Host will never produce new heart demons in the future, allowing you to cultivate with absolute peace of mind.]
Receiving the system's explicit confirmation, Ye Yun finally let out a complete sigh of relief.
Immunity from heart demons for the rest of his life was an invaluable boon for his path forward.
"System, open my personal status panel."
The moment the words left his lips, an illuminated status panel visible exclusively to his vision materialized before his eyes.
[Host]: Ye Yun
[Age]: 18
[Identity]: Young Master of the Ye Clan of the Immortal World
[Cultivation]: Great Power Realm (Early Stage)
[Physique]: Supreme Immortal Body, Supreme Demonic Pupils
[Techniques]: Primordial Demonic Scripture, Slaughter Immortal Art, Primordial Sword Scripture
[Artifacts]: Slaughter Sword (Samsara Grade)
[Fortune Points]: -1,000
[Villain Points]: 2,000
[System Inventory]: Empty
Looking at his current Fortune Points, Ye Yun let out a helpless, bitter smile.
Good grief!
He was an influential villain with an extraordinarily noble background, yet his luck sat at a negative value.
Then again, it made sense; as an antagonist, having high positive fortune would simply make him a Child of Fortune instead.
"System, what is the conversion rate between Villain Points and Fortune Points?"
[Ding! 10 Villain Points can be exchanged for 1 Fortune Point.]
Learning the conversion rate, Ye Yun found himself entirely speechless.
To bring his Fortune Points back to zero, he would need a staggering ten thousand Villain Points.
Glancing at his meager balance of two thousand Villain Points, Ye Yun decisively chose to abandon the idea for now.
A negative one thousand felt no different from a negative eight hundred; when one was already deep in debt, extra numbers mattered little.
He resolved to save his current points, saving them for critical situations later down the line.
He also reviewed the draw system attached to the Ultimate Villain System; the interface was simple enough—a single prize wheel.
However, the rewards listed upon it were terrifyingly valuable, spanning across the multiverse: divine cultivation arts, supreme bloodlines, and legendary artifacts.
The major drawback was the cost: a single draw required a minimum of ten thousand Villain Points, a luxury Ye Yun could not remotely afford.
Coupled with his abysmal fortune score of -1,000, attempting a gacha draw right now would likely yield nothing of value anyway.
He made up his mind: until his Fortune Points crossed into positive numbers, he would not touch the draw feature.
Sorting through the massive bank of memories stored within his brain, Ye Yun slowly stood up and scanned his surroundings, taking in the chaotic mess left inside the room.
He shook his head with a slight, wry chuckle, muttering under his breath.
"Wealthy clan life really is something else. Destroying a room like this probably cost a fortune in spirit stones—it practically hurts my wallet just looking at it."
Though he had fully accepted his identity as Ye Yun, his core personality remained untainted by his predecessor's memories.
Creak!
Approaching the entrance, Ye Yun pushed open the heavy doors, allowing a beam of bright sunlight to spill across his face.
Guards stood vigilantly outside the courtyard, while maidservants stood ready to attend to his every need.
Standing directly near the doorway were his two personal maids, Xia He and Qiu Lan.
Both possessed exquisitely refined features enhanced by light touches of cosmetics, though a subtle shadow of worry lingered across their porcelain faces.
Clad in flowing silk gowns—one in vibrant green and the other in gentle blue—their figures were elegant and slender, their skin smooth as freshly fallen snow, and their crimson lips as vibrant as ripening cherries.