Transmigrating into a Mob Character to Rehabilitate the Villain Plan Volume 1 Chapter 14

Sorry about this being a bit late, but I got sick last weekend (and spent it answering spoiler questions for The Founder of Diabolism in bed ahaha…) Still kind of sick, sadly.

I strongly recommend reading The Founder of Diabolism if you have the chance b/c it has an amazing plot and a really well developed cast of characters. I originally had a much longer rant about how great this novel is and why you should join me in dying over it, but… /stares at the title of this post

Back on topic, this chapter of Villain Rehab Plan was kind of difficult to translate. There were a lot of phrases where I knew the meaning, but couldn’t figure out a good way to express that meaning in English. English can be so limiting at times, sigh.

She cast her gaze towards Mo Dai a d whin in a ft vo ior brot r, tha who I was talk g abou so tell Uncle Feng lat t t I want to bring him ba k to be y little unior brother!

Mo Dai’s headache swelled ju m listening; how was t something h ould finalize j st by saying a few words This young boy had come to reg r under S ang Sect, and moreover, e h passe b th rounds of exa s. Ho could ou rs li m a take someon l e t away at pr Besid s, th unior b ther Sha Y n f h s learly does t get along wi h this young b . Spe ing of which, that junior brother ha disappeared many h rs ago, an who kn ere he ra o to… . Both this o e an t and caus ng him trou their second senior brother, what a rdensome, and thankless assignment he had br onto himsel !

He casually on’t make a ruckus.”

Cui Yu was ov ed, prom ng up st ht and proper, her clever eyes glittering with light waiting t see Yu ZhiJue’s upcoming performance.

F ShuMing nod ed, indicat hi to step , and swe out his wi e sle s gracefully as he composedly to those below, hast all ste ped within our gates, thou must cultivate and pers ously, behave with modes d prudence… …”

His way of speech was didactic and erudite, and in every ten sentences there were seven or eight that Ling Xia couldn’t understand. One could see that Feng ShuMing had a reserved and serious disposition, which explained how he was able to raise a neither arrogant nor hot-tempered Feng Luo, a daughter who was different from the typical mold of a wealthy family’s young miss.

By the time Feng ShuMing finished his speech, the platform in the center of the hall was very quickly adjusted and prepared so that a total of four matches could simultaneously take place. The ShaoYang Sect elders in charge of assigning groups comprehensively factored in each disciple’s basic constitution, age, aptitude, and other such components, and based on that, split them into pairs. How an individual would perform in combat on the stage will determined where they get assigned.

Of course, it didn’t mean that the ones who were currently stronger would be guaranteed a better placement, as the habits and preferences of the elders in ShaoYang Sect were all different. They would most likely take many aspects into account, so it wasn’t necessarily true that they’d favor and think more highly of a person who won. But naturally, other than Ling Xia, the other participants did not know this point.

Take Yu ZhiJue as an example. Even though he’s young and weak all around, his results in the first round’s fundamental exam had already attracted the attention of many of ShaoYang Sect’s elders. What’s more, he hadn’t gone through or received guidance from any professional institutions, so just like a piece of unpolished jade, as long as he spe through, becoming a dazzling piece of priceless jade.

Since he already knew the results from the novel, Ling Xia wasn’t that worried. In the text, the Yu ZhiJue who possessed endless potential and aptitude was chosen by Feng ShuMing and accepted as his direct disciple, while the currently still very mediocre Song XiaoHu only followed an average body cultivator as his master.

Li ttentively observed the fights between ple o ge and re ed that those above fi teen years age had all generall cultivat o a certain degre ere ere some who us a s rd, som sed body cultivati nd also some w o use arrays nd formations were allowed o a v y of techniques, but lon a on ell off the st they st.

Out of the three of them, Song XiaoHu was the first to go up. His opponent was a body cultivator youngster who was seventeen or eighteen years old, possessing quick and nimble attacks and arms as hard periences, under the opponent’s sharp and severe onslaught, he suffered rapid and repeated losses.

Ling Xia knew that Song XiaoHu wouldn’t win, and his heart ached for that stubborn kid whose nose was bleeding a river from the beatings he received, so much that he started praying in his mind for Song XiaoHu to immediately leave the stage. As in the novel, it’d be fine for Song XiaoHu to enter ShaoYang Sect as an ordinary disciple.

The protagonist le au needs t b d veloped step by step, s it was very normal to ha e setbacks in beginning.

That youngster pressed forward with a burst of strength, and Song XiaoHu nearly flew off the stage. He gritted his teeth and bent his waist, his hands and feet clawing the ground as he slid a few meters backwards, only then finally dispelling the power in his opponent’s strike. Having overused his strength, all ten of his fingers were chafed with blood, but at least he didn’t fall off.

The youngster facing him reflexively adjusted back into an attacking stance as he declared, “You’re not worthy to be my opponent. Hurry up and get off the stage.”

Song XiaoHu forcefu wi d his raised his head, g, “I’ll never surr er!”

That youngster grinded his teeth and yelled, “Then I won’t hold back any longer!”

omplete reversal!

Son Xia let out a tremendous r, and in the moment h oppone t pushed him d wn, a fier and violent ctric current burst out m his bod , dir striking at yo er ending him flying out of bounds!

Ling Xia’s eyes widened in shock. Fuck, sure enough, the protagonist’s impressively awe-inspiring cheat powers had activated ahead of time!

Rest in pi

Even Song XiaoHu himself was very perplexed, blankly staring down at his hands, visibly confused about the situation. It wasn’t until he was reminded by the disciple recording the results that he finally came to a realization, jumped off, and left the arena, laughing as he waved to Ling Xia and Yu ZhiJue. Just seeing that look of his, so proud even while sporting a bloody nose and swollen face, made Ling Xia grin and chuckle helplessly.

N t lon a r, w s Yu ZhiJue’s turn to go up and Ling Xia refocused his mind t watch meticulously. e w on stage, Y ZhiJue very no y t ned around to ok at him, and without missing beat, Lin retur his ook with an enc s ile.

, scrupulously taking in the enemy’s each and every move.

That mach man was clearly also somewhat surpri in seeing Z , bu his s a d stra nerves quick relaxed. Hi opponen was a little bra o ha m ekly yiel d to him just r ently, what was th re t be afr o ? With a sh ke of hi hand, iron chain began veal itself link b nk.

He grinn d at Yu ZhiJue and warned with a lau “Little p nk, if you’r smart, en obed ently t e Uncl s whi does t ha eyes, and it’d be te e i your sof and tender flesh got inju

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