After Becoming the Villain’s Black Moonlight

Xie Ling is a legendary figure in the Villain Department, known for consistently holding the number one performance rank.

However, due to a sudden system bug, he was accidentally pulled into a mission world belonging to a neighboring department.

He initially assumed this was an ordinary mission world until he saw those familiar faces and realized that something was wrong. The System, trembling with fear, warned him: “Mr. Xie, our mission is to reform the paranoid villain. Please try to show a little restraint.”

Xie Ling looked at the young villain, Yin Huizhi, whose face was identical to his own in his youth. After a moment of contemplation, he nodded and replied: “Alright.”

Consequently, the clueless System witnessed Xie Ling guiding Yin Huizhi through a series of betrayals by friends and family. Xie Ling then hypocritically extended a helping hand and tricked Yin Huizhi into becoming his disciple.

Under the guise of acting for the boy’s own good, Xie Ling threw the defenseless Yin Huizhi into the peril-filled Demonic Beast Mountains.

He manipulated Yin Huizhi into fearfully placing his trust in him while simultaneously plotting with subordinates to seize Yin Huizhi’s body through soul-possession.

The System let out a piercing scream: “What are you doing! What kind of deep-seated hatred do you have with him!”

Xie Ling, who acted more like a demon lord than the actual villain, expressed slight surprise: “Is this not good?

Let him learn to hate evil. Hatred is far more effective than a hundred lectures.” The System felt that something was wrong but could not quite describe what it was.

The Secret of the Past: What the System did not know was that the loathed Great Demon King, Xie Ling, also had a secret, tragic, and ridiculous past. In that past, his name was Yin Huizhi.

Xie Ling’s plan was perfectly calculated. Having wandered as a ghost for a thousand years, there was no vessel in the world more compatible with his soul than Yin Huizhi’s body. He groomed his younger self into exactly the person he wanted him to be, both in body and soul.

Because the early-stage Yin Huizhi was too weak and fragile, Xie Ling created an alternate identity to appear whenever Yin Huizhi’s life was in danger. Finally, he planned to use his primary identity to personally erase the existence of that alternate identity. Yin Huizhi seemed to hold no grudge against this arrangement.

However, just as everything was proceeding according to plan, Xie Ling met his downfall.

At his birthday banquet that year, he received a grand gift from his young disciple. On that day, leading the heads of the immortal sects, Yin Huizhi stood before Xie Ling dressed in spotless white. His usually handsome and gentle face held only hatred and distortion.

He stared at Xie Ling, his cold lips moving slightly as he spoke every word clearly: “Disciple Yin Huizhi respectfully sees Master off to his celestial demise.”

Yin Huizhi was born of low status and suffered daily bullying after entering the Guanlan Sect. He never had a single day of peace. During a moment when he was being framed and the waters of the dark pond felt bone-chilling, a hand with distinct knuckles pulled him up. That eerily beautiful man leaned into his ear and asked in a seductive voice: “Do you want revenge?”

Yin Huizhi wanted it more than anything. Xie Ling taught him cultivation, gave him the power to protect himself, and told him he did not need to endure. He encouraged Yin Huizhi to repay hatred with hatred and blood with blood.

Yin Huizhi went from suspicion and vigilance to eventually feeling his heart waver.

This lasted until the day he happily brought a treasure he had nearly died to obtain for Xie Ling.

He froze at the door when he heard voices from within.

“My Lord, in six months, the Soul-Possession Blood Pill will be refined.”

“Mm.” “Should we lock Yin Huizhi in the dungeon first to prevent accidents?”

“No need,” the man replied coldly.

“If we lock him up now, he will inevitably feel resentment, which will hinder the compatibility between this Venerable One and the new body.” Standing at the door, Yin Huizhi felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

In the pouring rain, a drenched Yin Huizhi knocked on the door of a wooden hut deep in the mountains. Inside, a young man who had once saved him had his eyes covered with white silk. His handsome face carried a hint of caution: “Is that A-Hui?”

Yin Huizhi stared at the young man’s face, which bore no resemblance to Xie Ling, for a long time. His eyes were like a deep abyss. He let out a tragic laugh that did not match his expression and answered: “It is me.”

“How did you get into such a sorry state?” The young man turned hurriedly and fumbled clumsily against the wall, seemingly trying to find a dry towel. Suddenly, his waist was circled by a pair of thin arms.

Yin Huizhi buried his face in the crook of the young man’s neck and spoke in a low, hoarse voice: “Brother, I only have you left.”

This time, the young man did not push him away. Yin Huizhi would never know that this single moment of testing and indulgence would lead to a lifetime of straying onto the wrong path.

Yin Huizhi plotted step by step, weaving a web with his own power. He wanted to protect his beloved’s peace for a lifetime, and he wanted Xie Ling to suffer. But Xie Ling was no ordinary foe.

After a long period of maneuvering, Yin Huizhi not only failed to gain an advantage but also had his weakness seized. Xie Ling captured the person

Yin Huizhi fought so hard to protect and held a blade to the man’s neck.

For the first time, Yin Huizhi knelt before Xie Ling without dignity. His forehead bled from kowtowing as he begged Xie Ling to spare the innocent man. Xie Ling gave him a choice: “Your life or his life. Only one can remain.” Yin Huizhi gritted his teeth and replied without hesitation: “I choose him.” Xie Ling smiled slightly: “I am afraid it is too late.”

Yin Huizhi turned back in a daze to see his lover lying in a pool of blood.

The white silk covering the young man’s eyes was stained red, but a faint smile hung on his lips: “A-Hui, go back. Be a good person.”

“Be a good person.” Those words rang like a nightmare in Yin Huizhi’s mind every midnight, forcing his precarious life back onto the righteous track. Later, he finally got his wish and avenged his lover’s death as a good man. Eventually, in Xie Ling’s old residence, he found the token of love he had given to his brother.

Many years later, when the old friends reunited, the debts of love and hate remained impossible to clear.

In nights filled with the clinking of chains and tangled emotions, Yin Huizhi finally asked for the truth. It turned out that the person he loved was the person in this world most impossible to love him back.

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One-Sentence Summary: “Is it possible to be scummed even when dating yourself?”

Core Theme: “Be honest, keep your word, and strive to be a decent person.”