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title: "Chapter 1 : Death Flags Everywhere!"
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slug: "ch-1"
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novel: "Turns Out, I'm In A Villain Clan!"
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number: 1
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views: 2850000
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likes: 198000
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wordCount: 3600
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createdAt: "2020-01-17"
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"F**K! I'm Dead!"
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The expletive ripped from my throat as a tidal wave of memories crushed my sanity.
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One hour ago, I was just cultivating as usual in my room when suddenly, like enlightenment, I began to gain knowledge beyond what I previously knew.
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Soon enough, I realized it wasn't enlightenment in Martial Arts as I thought. Instead, I was regaining memories from what was perhaps my previous life.
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Earth!
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My old life—nine-to-five drudgery, late-night gaming marathons, and a graveyard of cultivation webnovels.
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And now?
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I stumbled from the silk-draped bed, heart pounding. The jade floors were cool against my bare feet, the air thick with the scent of incense.
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Gilded screens, spirit lamps, and treasures littered the room—luxury fit for a young master.
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My room!
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My name... Bai Zihan!
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Arrogant! Cruel! Wasteful! A third-rate villain!
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You could say that I was a person who liked to bully the weak, spending every day picking on other clan members.
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There was no other reason for what I did than because I could.
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With my parents being the Clan Master and Matriarch of one of the strongest clans in the Empire, there weren't many who could go against me.
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It was also one of the ways I relieved my stress and anger, knowing that I was a 'waste' whose talent wasn't worthy of being called the heir of the Bai Clan.
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However, that is not why I am freaked out right now.
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After regaining my memories from Earth, my knowledge of different cultivation novels also flowed into me.
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And the reason why I am freaking out is because, comparing my circumstances with the cultivation novels I read on Earth, I found out that...
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My family is a villain family destined to die!
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For one—one week ago, my elder sister broke off her engagement with her fiancé, whose cultivation had been crippled—a walking cliché destined for greatness.
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There's no need to elaborate on such a cliché story where he would rise up, topple his ex-fiancée, and perhaps even destroy her clan.
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My sister's ex-fiancé was definitely one of those protagonists, and I might get killed by him.
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"Why now?"
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If only I had regained my memories a week earlier, I could've stopped my sister from antagonizing the inevitable protagonist of this world.
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Or not!
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Deep down, I knew the truth: even if I had regained my memories earlier, I wouldn't have been able to stop her.
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I was nothing but a waste—a disappointment to the Bai Clan, eclipsed by my genius sister.
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My talent was a disgrace, and my reputation worse—a bully who terrorized weaker clan members and branch families.
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Our relationship was strained beyond repair due to such repeated behavior.
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Worse, breaking the engagement with that crippled fiancé was something both the Bai Clan and the Heaven Sword Sect—my sister's sect—wanted.
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No one would have listened to me. They'd see me as a fool stirring up more trouble for the clan.
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"Sigh!"
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And that was just one death flag raised by my sister.
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Because if that wasn't enough to kill me, my mother made sure to raise the stakes.
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She ripped a Dao Bone from my cousin and gave it to me—an attempt to salvage my talent.
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It helped, a little. But not nearly enough!
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Now, my cousin would hunt me down in the future, seeking vengeance for what was stolen.
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There was a high chance that she would grow stronger and, sooner or later, come to claim her Dao Bone.
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So, even if I survived my sister's ex-fiancé's inevitable revenge... my cousin would finish the job.
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And these two death flags were only the start. There were even more things done by my family and clan—definitely things only villains would do.
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There was also me—making trouble and creating enemies everywhere I went.
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My sister and mother might be major villains who survive for a hundred Chapters.
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But me?
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Looking at my behavior, I'm just a third-rate villain—fodder who would die in three Chapters just after meeting the protagonist.
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"Sigh..."
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My fists clenched, nails digging into my palms.
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Surveying my family's actions and my reflection, I knew one thing:
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"I'm so screwed!"
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No matter how I looked at it, death flags sprouted around me like weeds.
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From my family's sins to my own foolishness, it was a perfect storm.
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And if even one of those flags played out like a standard cultivation novel...
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I was already dead!
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"What should I do... What should I do..."
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I paced back and forth, trying to think of a way to salvage my situation.
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Looking at the dire situation, severing ties with the Bai Clan was the only thing that might guarantee my safety from the hands of those protagonists.
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There was no way to salvage the relationship with those protagonist-like people after what had happened.
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My sister had already disgraced the Lin Clan—her ex-fiancé's clan—and broke off the engagement in front of other clans.
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There's nothing to say about my cousin, whose Dao Bone my mother stole and gave to me.
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Not only did my mother commit this horrible crime, but my cousin was also expelled from the clan with her parents' whereabouts unknown.
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I'm 100% certain that the moment I meet her, she will take my head before any conversation can take place.
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Additionally, I don't think I treated her well even when she was in the clan. She must definitely be holding a grudge for that as well.
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"However, leaving the clan might be even more dangerous!"
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Like I said, I wasn't the kindest person, and knowing I had my family's protection, you could say that I had antagonized a lot of people.
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One might even say that those people would be more eager to kill me than the protagonists.
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The moment they knew I had left the Bai Clan, there was a high chance that I would be killed right after stepping out of the Bai Clan territory.
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Even if that wasn't the case, this world wasn't safe like Earth, and one careless mistake could lead to death especially with my current strength.
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There was a high chance I would die faster outside without the Bai Clan's support than by the hands of these protagonists.
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There was also a chance I would meet one of those heaven-blessed protagonists even after severing ties with Bai Clan and still get killed.
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Without Bai Clan protection, getting killed would be much easier.
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"No! I still have this!"
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There was perhaps one thing that could truly save me from my death.
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"Indeed, this is a System Screen!"
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Before my eyes was something that refused to leave—it was my golden finger.
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It had been with me since I was born, though I never knew what it was and couldn't even make it go away before.
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*************************
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[ Host Info ]
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Host: Bai Zihan
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Age: 16
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Cultivation Realm: Core Formation (Early)
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Constitution: None
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Ads by Pubfuture
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Martial Arts: None
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*************************
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Scratching my head, I felt more annoyed than excited, remembering my past suffering because of this.
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"Why the hell is this in English?"
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The reason why I had no idea what it was until now, or how to make it go away, was because...
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This System was in English the whole time!
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A language I wasn't familiar with—until I got my memories from Earth.
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"Why the hell would a System I've had since birth be in a language that wasn't common in this world?"
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If I hadn't regained my memories, I would have never figured out what this was and would've stayed blinded by the System's inferences for 16 years.
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Otherwise, with such a cheat, how the hell would I have been treated as a 'waste'?
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But without knowing about the System or English, for the past 16 years...
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This System has been nothing but a nuisance—blocking my sight and ruining my life. |