Just a Mere Villain, So What If I Beat Them Up? [Wuxia Crossover]

This novel is being revised from time to time. You transmigrate into a wealthy family where the bells of ceremonial vessels ring out at every banquet. Your grandfather is a duke, your family’s visitors are all nobles and officials, and it takes only ten minutes by sedan chair to reach the imperial palace. You think your life’s script is to sit the imperial examinations, enter officialdom, and rise swiftly through the ranks until you stand at the pinnacle of power. But then you’re told: Your grandfather is Duke Rong. You are Jia Zheng’s illegitimate son. Not long ago, your mother smashed her head against the stone lion at the entrance and died, just to get you, then two years old, and your newborn sister into the Rongguo Mansion. Remembering Jia Huan’s wretched lot in the book, where anyone could bully him, you decide to work hard in secret and amaze everyone. But before you’re old enough to amaze anyone, you fish someone out of a river, and the whole capital is thrown into chaos. You watch as Shi Guanyin and Wuhua arrive one after another, followed by the Palace Mistress of Yihua Palace and the Fairy of Yunmeng, the Little Old Man and Gong Jiu… The big and small bosses from these martial arts novels seem to have arranged to gang up on you. You look at your own short, toddler-sized body and can’t help asking the heavens in exasperation: Me, fight the bosses? Seriously? A few things to know before reading: 1. The pairing is Wang Lianhua, the Thousand-Faced Gentleman. 2. This is not a quick transmigration novel. The plot is mostly original and won’t follow or copy the original works. Characters from each book can freely cross paths. Any necessary original plot points or settings will be briefly mentioned in the story, so you can enjoy it even if you haven’t read the source material. 3. The protagonist is a transmigrator, and the body he inhabits is also an original character, though related to characters from the original works. 4. The martial arts works referenced in this novel include: The Eagle-Shooting Heroes; My Master and Junior Brother Have Both Become Cross-Dressing Legends; All My Girlfriends Have Turned Into My Younger Sisters; Though I’m a Master of Medicine and Poison, I Buried My Cousin Alive; Everyone in the Martial World Loves Money Except Me, My Junior Sister, Big Brother, and Sister-in-Law; The Twins’ Love-Hate Relationship; Four Eyebrows; The Tulip Thief; The Top Scholar Travels the World for His Sworn Brother; Though I’m a Total Ladykiller, My Girlfriend Keeps Asking Me to Kill Her; All the Bigwigs in the Martial World, Including My Dad, Are Fakes; I Left My Wife, Disfigured Myself, Learned Martial Arts, Infiltrated the Enemy Camp, and Found Out I Was Avenging the Wrong Thing; The Thief Who Fell in Love at First Sight with a Nobleman’s Wife; Seven Weapons; The Evil Sister Who Raised Four Assassins Please check out my other works: [Currently writing a danmei fantasy novel] I’m a Professional at Finding Boyfriends Han Xiangwen is young, handsome, and well-connected. His life has only two flaws: he has amnesia, and he has lost his magic. A fortune-teller tells him that to regain his powers, he must find the boy in the photograph. He finds him, falls in love, and confesses. “Huh?” The boy is taken aback. “But I already have a boyfriend.” His confession has failed, and he’s mortified. Seething inwardly but appearing unconcerned, he asks, “How come I’ve never seen you bring him around?” The man smiles. After a pause, he says, “Actually, I’ve never seen him either.” Yuan Heng thought he would be like all his countless former selves, searching day after day for fragments of his boyfriend’s soul, then dying at the hands of whichever demonic overlord happened to get him. Until one time, while chasing a soul fragment, he jumped into a collapsing underground palace. The last thing he saw when he looked back was Han Xiangwen reaching out his hand, his face deathly pale. He slammed into the ground. Pain racked his whole body, and blood spilled from his mouth. All he could think about was Han Xiangwen’s final expression, his eyes, every detail of him. He missed him so desperately he felt he was going mad. His first life asked him, “Looks like you really do like him.” He was silent for a long time. “I used to look down on death more than anything. After all, I’d come back to life as soon as I died. But now, I’m starting to fear it.” “I don’t want to die. I want to live. I want…” “I want to go back and see him one more time.” [Fantasy romance in the same series] Why Does Even Painting Portraits Have to Be a Job? Feng Wan wakes up one morning to find that the whole world has changed. The good news: she’s suddenly rich, worth billions. The bad news: she’s become a painting, and not just any painting, but a world-famous masterpiece everyone has seen. The cat responsible is sprawled across her lap. It claims to be Aladdin’s magical cat and says it can grant her one wish if she lets go of its neck. Feng Wan: “Turn me back.” Magic Cat: “Ha, what a coincidence. That feature hasn’t been unlocked yet.” Feng Wan: “Get me out of here.” Magic Cat: “Well, that feature is still in development.” Feng Wan: “…All right, what can you do?” Magic Cat: “How about giving you a chance to save a poor student who turned into a cat right after starting his internship? Please, I’ll give you the whole reward.” Feng Wan: ?! But I used to be an ordinary, helpless person, and now I’m just a helpless portrait. But Yun Xian, who has the same helplessness buff, thinks it’ll be fine. He’s spent years outsmarting the cats guarding the school’s secret chamber and has mastered the hunting skills of felines. Even as a cat trapped in a painting, he’s sure to be the fiercest cub on the street. So, brimming with blind confidence, Feng Wan follows Yun Xian into the abyss of 007. She thought they’d only be outwitting people who stole lost property, but wherever they go, people die. Eventually, the thieves start convulsing at the sound of a cat’s meow and burst into tears at the sight of cat fur. When the pair shows up, the thieves’ knees buckle and they collapse to the ground, begging for their lives. Feng Wan: “You might not believe me, but we didn’t kill those people.” The thief nods. “I believe you! I believe you! I’ll believe anything you say! …What did you say? …Then who killed them?” Feng Wan pauses. “You might find this even harder to believe, but every one of them suddenly had a change of heart and killed themselves just as they were about to kill me.” Theme: My fate is in my own hands, not Heaven’s.