The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!-Chapter 160: Killing the Chicken!

One Day After Liu Zhenhai’s Imprisonment…

"Here’s what you asked for."

"Oh? That’s great!"

"Hmm…"

Beneath the twisting branches of a dark tree, two figures stood in the shadows, the way they whispered and exchanged items making them look like black market dealers conspiring over contraband. In reality? It was just Su Xiaobai and Hu Jiao’er engaging in what could only be called a very suspicious transaction in the middle of a very illegal meeting deep in the wild forests outside the sect.

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Su Xiaobai lazily flipped through the contents of the scroll before him, grinni at the grandiose title. "Astral Tyrant Codex… what a fancy name. Should I expect lightning to strike when I open it?"

Across from him, Hu Jiao’er let out a long, suffering sigh, pushing a few stray strands of hair behind her ear. "You’ll need to strengthen your spiritual energy first. Intent isn’t something you just ’use’—it’s channeled through your unique spiritual signature. That’s why no two people have the same sword intent."

Su Xiaobai grinned, his smile charming but completely insincere. "Senior Sister, you’re such a good person. How about I give you a reward?"

Hu Jiao’er snorted immediately, eyes narrowing. "What reward? Just forget the bet we made. Don’t think I’ll sacrifice myself and my sister for you."

Then, as if she just remembered something distasteful, her tone cooled. "Also… Liu Zhenhai."

Su Xiaobai blinked innocently. "What about him? I merely acted as any righteous disciple should." He even sighed dramatically, placing a hand over his heart like a devoted monk. "I heard Martial Brother was planning something vile, and as a loyal disciple of the sect, how could I ignore such villainy? Naturally, I had to inform you."

His smile was pure, almost saintly.

Yet it sent chills down Hu Jiao’er’s spine.

When the fuck did this seemingly harmless little rabbit turn into such a walking nightmare?

She scowled, arms crossed. "If you were truly acting in righteousness, why did you wait until after he was done before calling for us?"

Su Xiaobai’s lips curled, but he didn’t answer immediately, simply watching her with that knowing smile.

A moment later, he shrugged. "I wanted Senior Brother to suffer."

Simple. Honest. Chillingly straightforward.

Hu Jiao’er stared at him, unable to decide if she wanted to punch him or just leave. Finally, she shook her head and turned away. "Tsk. You’re dangerous."

And then she disappeared into the night, far too tired to keep dealing with whatever mess this man was cooking up.

But as she left, Su Xiaobai’s smile faded, replaced by something cold and calculating.

Su Xiaobai hadn’t expected Bai Yujian to be so ruthless. Not only had she refused to plead for Liu Zhenhai, but she personally expelled him from Sword Peak, stripping him of everything. That woman hadn’t even flinched.

For God’s sake, Liu Zhenhai had been her disciple for decades!

And she threw him away like a used rag.

If she could do that to someone who had served her loyally for years, then what about him?

If she ever decided he was a threat, would she hesitate? Would she spare him out of sentimentality?

No.

She was the kind of woman who would cut off her own hand if it became corrupted.

That made her far too dangerous.

People like Hu Jiao’er and Zhu Qing? They were manageable.

They understood that sometimes, the world wasn’t black and white, but a comfortable shade of self-serving gray.

But Bai Yujian? She was a sword that cut only in absolutes.

And Su Xiaobai had no intention of being on the wrong side of that blade.

Not unless he could hold it in his own hands.

Meanwhile, Liu Zhenhai was scheduled for execution.

That was too easy. Too… neat.

If Su Xiaobai wanted to truly erase suspicion and secure his position, he needed to make an example of this situation.

He needed to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.

With that in mind, he strode toward the Sect Hall, unhurried and calm.

By the time he arrived, the hall was already filled with hostility.

"Su Xiaobai…?"

A voice that sounded like someone chewing on glass.

Zhao Tianxuan’s face immediately darkened.

This villain.

Not only had he screwed Zhao Tianxuan’s childhood sweetheart and aunt, but now the son of a bitch had the audacity to waltz in here like he owned the place?

"What the hell do you want?"

He waved his hand, motioning for everyone in the hall to clear the room—except for one man.

Xu Tianran.

Unlike Zhao Tianxuan, Xu Tianran’s expression remained easy going. His gaze flickered across Su Xiaobai with something like amusement.

He wasn’t going to let Zhao Tianxuan act recklessly.

This man was too valuable.

Then, Su Xiaobai spoke, his voice steady, calm.

"Sect Master, I wish to plead for Liu Zhenhai and request a delay in his trial."

For a moment, the hall was deathly silent.

Then—

"What?!"

Zhao Tianxuan looked like he had just swallowed a bucket of horse piss.

What did this little demon just say?

Then, Su Xiaobai tilted his head slightly, eyes flashing with something dangerous.

"You want to plead for him?" Xu Tianran’s lips quirked upward, his interest growing.

Then, Su Xiaobai nodded.

"Do you think someone is framing him?"

Zhao Tianxuan’s entire face twisted.

He looked at Su Xiaobai, then at Xu Tianran, then back at Su Xiaobai.

What was going on?!

"No, regardless of whether someone framed him or not, his actions can’t be forgiven. But I know Martial Brother—there must be more people behind him. If you let him die just like this, he will merely be a sacrificial pawn, and the true cause of filth will never be addressed."

Su Xiaobai’s voice was calm, composed—yet every word was like a poisoned needle slipping under the skin.

And then he waited.

And waited.

And watched as Zhao Tianxuan sat there like a stunned idiot.

Of course, the sect wasn’t as clean as it looked.

Even Zhao Tianxuan, a man who barely had two brain cells to rub together when it came to women, knew that much.

If there were other forces, then using Liu Zhenhai to draw them out was the best course of action.

After a long pause, Zhao Tianxuan finally sighed. "What do you propose?"

Su Xiaobai’s head remained slightly lowered, his expression stoic.

But his lips?

They curled into a devil’s grin.

The plan was simple.

Whoever was truly behind Liu Zhenhai, once they heard the sect was letting him go, they would move to silence him.

The best time to strike?

During the upcoming competition.

It was the perfect stage.

In front of countless disciples, under the eyes of elders and sect leaders, Liu Zhenhai would compete against Su Xiaobai.

And then, at the right moment, someone from the shadows would try to "accidentally" kill him.

Perhaps an elder stepping in to ’stop’ the fight… and conveniently cutting Liu Zhenhai down.

Or maybe they’d even plan a scenario where Su Xiaobai ’accidentally’ kills him.

After all, people who play dirty rarely trust their own pawns.

They would stack the odds.

If he was right, then the real masterminds would expose themselves trying to manipulate the match.

And once traces were found, once the first root was pulled…

Everything would come crumbling down.

Zhao Tianxuan frowned, slowly piecing things together. "If we follow your plan, your life will be at risk."

Su Xiaobai let out a small laugh. "Sect Master, I can’t let my personal feelings cloud my judgment when it comes to the greater good."

Zhao Tianxuan stared at him.

Then stared some more.

Then, his face twitched.

Was this little fucker making fun of him?

That was the most bullshit-filled, holy-sounding excuse he’d ever heard.

But then, Zhao Tianxuan hesitated.

Was he the one being petty?

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Hadn’t he just wanted to ruin Su Xiaobai out of personal grudges?

For the first time in years, Zhao Tianxuan felt like he had been slapped awake.

His expression softened.

His anger cooled.

He looked at Su Xiaobai with a far more pleasant expression.

Su Xiaobai, seeing the change, internally sneered.

Hook, line, and sinker.

Of course, his real plan was slightly different.

Whoever wanted to kill him, whoever wanted to use Liu Zhenhai as a pawn, would try to boost Liu Zhenhai’s power before the match.

Most likely, they would "help" Liu Zhenhai by giving him some mysterious substance, making sure that even if Su Xiaobai was strong, he could still be ’overpowered.’

And once those traces were found…

Once those strings were pulled…

More filth would be dragged into the light.

Then?

Then he would make an example of them.

Kill one chicken to scare the monkeys.

Hah. Su Xiaobai never thought he would have to start using these old tricks again.

But reality forced his hand.