The Villain Starts From Dual Cultivation With The Protagonist's Master

"Greetings, Master." All the audience bowed and saluted the Master.

As the contemporary Master, Zhang Zhenhai may not have the highest cultivation or the strongest fighting skills in the Immortal Gate, but he is definitely the most respected.

For several hundred years, he has stepped forward multiple times during critical moments for the sect, unwilling to abandon any disciple. He is a hero who is willing to sacrifice himself for the Immortal Gate.

"No need to be so formal, I am just an old man on his deathbed. The future of the Immortal Gate belongs to all of you.

Let me introduce you to Lu Chuan, who suddenly appeared earlier. He is my closed-door disciple.

He is from the same generation as all of you and should have participated in this competition. However, he was injured during a mission and only recovered today.

I was worried that you would not accept him as your senior brother, but now it seems that he has become the first place winner in the internal disciples' competition.

Who among you still wants to challenge him? If you win, I will make an exception and accept you as my disciple."

Everyone shook their heads in silence, causing the Master to burst into laughter.

Afterwards, the Master explained how Lu Chuan went out on a mission, how he deciphered the core, and how many righteous cultivators he saved.

When the Master came down, everyone's attention was on him, allowing Lu Chuan to slip into the corner of the crowd.

"Congratulations, host, on completing the mission. The rewards have been distributed.

Learned skill: Disguise Technique.

Received 150 points for the villain's score.

Current physique: Chaotic Immortal Physique (Body Refining), Flawless Sword Body (Sword Cultivation).

Learned skill: Great Accomplishment in Disguise Technique.

Remaining points: 254."

After completing the mission, there was a sense of joy in the harvest.

With each improvement, the probability of surviving under the protagonist's command increased.

Although the course of events had deviated from the plot of the novel.

"System, if I don't participate, will Luo Li still have a desperate comeback and defeat Sima Dong, as written in the original plot?" Lu Chuan couldn't help but ask the system.

"Luo Li is controlled by the Petrification Stone, and the outcome is already determined.

If the host doesn't participate, the elders will still come down and announce Sima Dong as the winner."

"Why is it different from the novel's plot?" Lu Chuan asked in confusion.

"Perhaps it's the butterfly effect caused by the host's actions. This is reality, where even a small change can alter the outcome. It's impossible for everything to follow the development in the novel."

The system's words reminded Lu Chuan that he needed to consider unexpected situations.

Perhaps one day, the protagonist would discover that he was a villain and come to kill him in advance.

Under the premise of completing the mission, it would be best to pretend to be harmless.

Be low-key in normal times and avoid attracting attention.

"Senior Brother Lu Chuan." Luo Li found Lu Chuan in the crowd and tapped him on the shoulder.

Lu Chuan turned around and saw Luo Li, immediately putting away the system as if facing a formidable enemy.

He asked cautiously, "What do you want from me?"

"Senior Brother, you just stood up for me and vented my anger. I came here to thank you."

"I just couldn't stand that petty Sima Dong, playing tricks on the stage. There's no need to thank me."

Upon hearing this, Luo Li knew that this senior brother was also a person of character, someone who liked to act righteously. She felt a slight fondness for him.

"By the way, Senior Brother, many elders came to me just now, wanting to accept me as their direct disciple. Do you have any suggestions?"

Of course, Lu Chuan had to guide the plot in the direction he was familiar with. "I see that you are skilled in swordsmanship. Among the elders who excel in swordsmanship in the Immortal Gate, there is one named Lin Qingxue. You can go and pay your respects to her as your master. You will surely achieve great things in the future."

Following the plot, Luo Li would eventually become a True Immortal, stepping on various Immortal Emperors, and having relationships with various Saintess witches. This was a great achievement.

"Senior Brother, you overestimate me. I only have a slight understanding of swordsmanship compared to you. I need to learn more from you, Senior Brother."

The elder Lin Qingxue that Lu Chuan mentioned, I actually know her.

She saved my life when I was still in the mortal world. I didn't expect her to be an immortal of the Immortal Gate.

Lin Qingxue helps others without asking for anything in return, nor does she leave any reputation behind. She simply can't stand by and watch.

"What's wrong with me?" Lin Qingxue took some time to find Lu Chuan in the crowd, coincidentally overhearing the conversation between Luo Li and Lu Chuan about apprenticeship.

Mainly because the Master's praise of Lu Chuan deeply touched her, she had been listening in the front row for a while.

The admiring expressions on the disciples' faces around her were quite interesting.

"How about that, Lu Chuan is amazing! Why did you only realize it now?" Lin Qingxue wanted to say loudly to these people.

"Why are you here, Senior Aunt?"

Lin Qingxue raised her fair hand and tapped Lu Chuan's forehead.

"I came here out of concern for your condition, but it seems I interrupted your romantic conversation with your junior sister," Lin Qingxue thought to herself.

"I wasn't having a romantic conversation with anyone, and besides, Luoli is my junior brother," Lu Chuan replied truthfully. Despite Luoli's petite figure and handsome face, Lu Chuan acknowledged that he was indeed a man.

"Nice to meet you, Elder Lin," Luoli greeted Lin Qingxue respectfully.

However, observing their interaction, it was hard to believe that they had an elder and junior relationship. This made others curious about their connection.

"Hmph!" Lin Qingxue didn't believe that Luoli was a man and thought Lu Chuan was playing a trick on her.

"Uncle, Luoli is talking to you. Give him a response. He might even want to become your disciple," Lin Qingxue said.

"Our sect only accepts male disciples," Lin Qingxue replied.

"In that case, Uncle, what about you?" Lu Chuan had experienced many encounters with Lin Qingxue and knew better than anyone whether Lin Qingxue was a man or a woman.

"Elder Lin, I am indeed a man. Do you remember saving me in the capital of Xia Kingdom, five thousand miles north of the Immortal Gate? I am interested in swordsmanship and have great admiration for you. I would like to become your disciple," Luoli explained.

While saying this, Luoli felt a bit nervous, fearing rejection, but more importantly, fearing that her true identity as a woman would be exposed. Since fleeing from Xia Kingdom, she had possessed a High Level Spirit Treasure that could disrupt others' perception abilities, making it impossible for others to determine her gender based on her aura. Since entering the Immortal Gate, she had been disguising herself as a man named Luoli, and she had never revealed her secret to anyone. She had hidden it well. Calculating the time, she had been living as a man for five years and was confident in not being exposed.

Lu Chuan suggested, "Elder Lin, since you have such a connection, why not just accept him as your disciple? After all, your swordsmanship needs a successor."

Lu Chuan's suggestion made sense, and Lin Qingxue realized that it was indeed time for her to take on a disciple.

"From today onwards, Luoli, you are my disciple, Lin Qingxue. Pack your belongings and come back to the sect with me later," Lin Qingxue declared.

"Disciple Luoli pays respects to Master," Luoli said happily. Lu Chuan was truly her lucky star, and she was determined to get along well with him.

"We don't have many formalities in our sect. Just do what you need to do. You can move to the sect tonight," Lin Qingxue instructed.

"Yes, Master. I will go back to my residence in the inner sect to get my things," Luoli bowed to both of them before leaving to retrieve her luggage.

Not long after Luoli left, the sect leader finished his speech. He exaggerated Lu Chuan's experiences in the Secret Realm and praised him highly, using him as an example for the disciples of the Immortal Gate. Above the martial arts stage, the elders were discussing the unlimited potential of the Immortal Gate's future.

"With disciples like Luoli, how can the Immortal Gate not prosper?"

"In recent years, the Evil Cultivator Demon Dao has been causing trouble, and there are rumors of the decline of the righteous path. But today, with talented disciples like Luoli and Lu Chuan, who is loyal and righteous, those rumors will be debunked."

"Hahaha, the sect leader has truly gained an excellent disciple. What great fortune!"

The disciples watching cheered and discussed Lu Chuan loudly.

"Senior Brother is truly extraordinary!"

"That despicable Sima scoundrel should be grateful for losing to Senior Brother Lu Chuan."

"Weren't you just calling him Young Master Sima? Why the change in tone?"

"That Sima scoundrel not only made me lose my capital, but now I owe money to the house. I'm being generous by not calling him my son."

These words caused many disciples to burst into laughter.

Lu Chuan, as the winner of the inner sect competition, was truly admired by everyone. Lin Qingxue couldn't help but laugh at his expense.

Lin Qingxue, dressed in Daoist robes, had a unique beauty. The original story portrayed her as cold and emotionally restrained, but now she was laughing uncontrollably by his side.

Once again, Lu Chuan felt that this world was not entirely following the plot. Although Blue Star was his hometown, he had been abandoned by the world. On the other hand, the cultivation world was not as one-sided as depicted in novels, with clear distinctions between good and evil. Instead, it was filled with vibrant, real people with desires and emotions.

Compared to his previous life, where he lived aimlessly for the sake of empty promises, he now felt more alive.