The Notorious Villains Saves the World

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[WEI WUXIAN'S POV]

Wei Wuxian was peacefully enjoying his marital life if not for the black hole that swallowed him during a night hunt. He woke up in unfamiliar territory, with other two deviled-faced men who is about to murder somebody.

"You've finally woke up..." The red-robed man grunted. His hand rests on the weird sword on his waist. The other man remained silent. He had this weird forehead mark and a dark sword on his back. His eyes were red and dangerous and not someone to cross to.

Okay? If this is a party for villains I do not belong here. He sat on a crook lotus position, assessing the entire situation while the other two tried breaking the dimensions.

"Wait... Breaking this dimension would be dangerous." He shouted at them. Both men glared at him, one is wearing a very thin smile and the other a dangerous scowl.

He pointed at their feet and side and everywhere, "this is a distorted dimension. You wouldn't want to destroy the world?"

"Who cares about the world." The red-robed man cooly said, his scimitar dangerously flashing, "The world can crumble as long as I return to my Gege."

"Shizun is waiting for me." The black robe man hissed, ready to destroy the dimension when an old man stood before them.

"You wouldn't destroy this dimension and your love one's right?" The trio who was about to unleash omnidirectional attack stopped, "do it... Either way, you won't be able to go back to your Shizun, Er-gege, and Gege."

"Old man, this is not the time to joke around! Bring me back to my Lan Zhan!" Wei Wuxian snarled, his eyes turning red that caught the other two off guard. Resentful energy danced on his feet making the whole dimension tremble with his might. The red-robed man had a small smile of fascination. It was written all over his face, 'A mortal who cultivated the crook path.'

"I will bring you back." the old man said, "if you help me defeat the darkness."

"Old man. Are you kidding us? None of us are decent fighters of righteousness. Go get someone else. I wouldn't care about the world, but I have to return to my Shizun."

"Luo Binghe... The one called Demon Lord... a child born from a demon lord and a mortal. your Shizun was the one who threw you back to the demon world and revealed your heritage. That red mark on your forehead is a living testament of your bloodline."

The old man turned to Wei Wuxian, " Wei Wuxian, the Yiling Patriarch, the Cultivator who honed and cultivated the demonic path. You harnessed resentful energy, control the dead with your flute... Single-handedly defeated one clan and three thousand cultivators. Lose everything... And committed suicide in the end, in the guise of destroying the Stygian Tiger Seal."

"And..." Turns to the red-robed man, "Hua Cheng... The ghost king was called by many, Crimson Rain Sought Flower, that even the heavens feared. Dressed all in red like the maples, like blood, and seem knowledgeable of everything, capable of everything, and know no fear. One learns to fear the silver butterflies and blood rains for they are the heralds of his presence. On his waist, his scimitar with his eye, E'ming rests."

Wei Wuxian was never one who feared anyone. However, hearing the said old man cite things about them. Their villainous endeavor and records. By the looks of it, he's in a different league. His aura does not belong to any of the two and his.

The old man didn't know what to expect from these headaches. He sighed deeply and waited for them to shut up.

"Shut up! You three, will you? And let me explain!" The old man ended up smacking their head with his long stick, "if you want your mortal enemies to revive, go on... It can't be helped."

"What did you say?" Wei Wuxian stopped all of a sudden.

"Well, if you don't care about the world, then, let history repeat itself. Let your enemies live for the second time around." The old man didn't hesitate to stare at them. "If that is, you want your loved ones to stay alive."

"You mean... Wen Rouhan, Jin Guangshan, or anyone will live?"

"Does it include the martial Emperor?" Hua Cheng for the first time had this docile tone.

"Yes... And that also includes the original Shen Qingqiu."

With those words, everything had fallen silent. "Original what?" Luo Binghe asked the old man. Demonic powers swelling right from him, "Shizun is alive? How can there be an original Shen Qingqiu?"

"Better asked your Shizun, little boy." The old man replied.

"This is insane." Hua Cheng repeated, and anger resulted from this. Silver butterflies swarm around them. His slitted red eyes were too fearsome to stare at. "I am going back to where Dan Xia is... All this worthless shit is driving me mad. Return me or I'll destroy the world right now."

With two hot-tempered demons snarling at the old man, Wei Wuxian couldn't help but think. Luo Binghe's dark demonic power and Hua Cheng's silver and a red light flashed dangerously.

Wei Wuxian was the only one who remained sane for a moment, but he ended up laughing out loud, "we... I killed them already... There's no way they'll be back." Wei Wuxian stepped up, annoyed. Resentful energy turns to shades of black and green.

The overbearing powers of the trio made the old man laugh.

"This is why! I needed your power!" The old man laughed and tapped his long stick on the ground. With one soft tap. The trio's menacing aura vanished into thin air. Hua Cheng and Luo Binghe were about to attack them, but they were pressed on the ground by an unknown power.

"This old man... Is overpowering me?" Luo Binghe snarled forcing himself up.

"I was about to talk to you, but it seems that you three nasty brats should be taken by force... Well then! Force it is then!"

The bulk of the old man's body trembled and become so thick. It ripped his clothes and revealed some nasty muscles that Wei Wuxian couldn't help but compare, "ah. Now I miss Lan Zhan's abs. It's worth staring at."

"What the fuck are you thinking your numb skull?"

"Lan Zhan's abs." Wei Wuxian nonchalantly replied and sat on a lotus position yet again.

Swear martial god heard, 'I hope Lan Zhan's abs won't turn like then when were old.'

"Who would the fuck think about that anyway!?" Well, Wei Wuxian said that out loud.

"Now....now... Don't get angry... Why not listen to the old man for now. I'm not trying to be a coward, but fighting this old man would cost our heads... I still want to see my Lan Zhan."

"That's right, Master Wei... Nice way of thinking you got there." The old man said, "I will be straight to the point. Now that hell is opening their path, I want you to help me, save the world."

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"WHAT?!" Wei Wuxian was the first one to react. Hua Cheng and Luo Binghe bit their lips and glanced at the necromancer with his pitiful shout. "YOU WANT US TO WHAT?"

"Save the damn world." Hua Cheng repeated through gritted teeth.

Wei Wuxian couldn't help but whine, "save the world?! Old man! I will never disrespect old people like you! Even Uncle Lan! But SERIOUSLY???? You want to save the world?"

Hua Cheng and Luo Binghe nodded and agreed.

"I'll be rude to you okay, old man. Do you want us? The three of us? To save the world? Us????" He whined pointing to Hua Cheng and Luo Binghe and himself, "old man? Where the hell did you get such an idea, we could save the world? Did the preferences for a hero turn to shitty personality enemy number one like us?"

"hm." Hua Cheng assent, "you want a bastard demon sprawl, a shady nasty demon king, and a shitty whining demonic master saves the world?"

"We might as well destroy it now." Luo Binghe added.

Yes, might as well destroy it right now.

...to be continued...