My Mother is the Villain

Time passed, yet Victor’s anger never subsided.

One year. Two years.

The fist began to emit a crimson glow, illuminating the narrow darkness around him. The space had become far too cramped now—his body had grown larger.

Boom!

His fist exploded, releasing a shockwave that instantly expanded the confined space, though it didn’t completely destroy it.

DING!

(You have created a Saint-Class Technique. You have advanced to the Sage Realm!)

(Your lifespan has increased from 900 to 1,900 years!)

A notification appeared, and his stats changed.

[Realm: Sage]

[Spiritual Energy: 0/500,000]

[Spiritual Energy Accumulation: 114,000]

[Body Realm: Sage]

[Soul: Mortal]

[Physique:]

Diamond Skeleton (Heaven Talent)

[Lifespan: 1,900 Years]

[Technique:]

Explosion of War Aura (Locked)

Fist of Wrath (Saint Class >100%)

Three and a half years.

He had succeeded.

But he still hadn’t formed another Will Power. He still couldn’t break free from the effects of the Misery Pill.

So he focused entirely on strengthening his resolve, no longer caring about Spiritual Energy—at least he had already reached his cultivation goal.

After so long, he refused to believe he wouldn’t succeed within a few more months.

And in truth, his resolve had already grown stronger. He could now face the suffering with calmness.

He no longer thought about rejecting it.

Instead, he accepted it—made it a part of himself, even absorbed it.

Month after month passed.

Then, his eyes began to glow—a light born purely from will.

He started to feel extraordinary, as if his entire being was being reconstructed.

And then—

The third Will Power began to form within him.

The third.

He could feel it—the immense power when three Will Powers merged into one.

In that instant, all the unbearable sensations vanished.

His mind suddenly began working on its own, unraveling mystery after mystery within his two Merit Laws.

Enlightenment.

This was the great enlightenment he gained after enduring suffering and rebuilding himself.

His understanding of both Merit Laws surged dramatically.

He closed his eyes, letting his mind focus entirely on them until the enlightenment naturally faded.

[Realm: Sage]

[Spiritual Energy: 0/500,000]

[Spiritual Energy Accumulation: 114,000]

[Body Realm: Sage]

[Soul: Mortal]

[Physique:]

Diamond Skeleton (Heaven Talent)

[Lifespan: 1,900 Years]

[Will Power: 3]

[Power Affinity:]

(Fire: Sky Class)

(Wind: Earth Class)

(Lightning: Heaven Class)

[Bloodline: None]

[Merit Law:]

Tyrannical War Body (Heaven Class >55%)

Heavenly Lightning (Heaven Class >50%)

[Technique:]

Explosion of War Aura (Locked)

Fist of Wrath (Saint Class >100%)

[External Power:]

Heavenly Destruction Lightning (Heaven Class)

"I did it..."

Even Victor found it hard to believe.

Ever since gaining power after power from the System, he had doubted whether he could truly rely on himself.

But now—he could.

Four years.

It might sound long, but in truth, it was incredibly fast.

He was nearly eighteen years old.

Perhaps many could reach the Sage Realm at this age—but to find someone with even a single Will Power among the geniuses of history was already rare.

And he had three.

Whoosh—

With just a shake of his head, his long hair was cleanly cut short.

He took several deep breaths.

Then—

The scenery changed.

His room.

He couldn’t believe it.

He had truly returned.

It felt as though he had been teleported from nowhere.

Nothing in the room had changed—still clean and orderly.

Through the window, he saw the sun had just risen.

Click!

The door opened, revealing a maid in uniform, her hair neatly tied in a bun.

She seemed absent-minded at first, but when her blinking eyes landed on the bed—

They widened in shock.

"You...?" she uttered.

"Emma, prepare breakfast for me," Victor said calmly.

"Y-Yes..." Emma nodded reflexively, still stunned.

She was no longer looking at a boy—

But a handsome young man, with sharp black eyes, a tall frame, and a broad chest.

She couldn’t help staring a moment longer, as if admiring a piece of art.

Fortunately, she was a powerful cultivator—already in the Paragon Realm.

She quickly suppressed her thoughts and hurried away.

Victor showed no reaction.

He missed water.

He immediately headed to the bathroom in his room, soaking his body in warm water.

With his now matured body, he felt far more comfortable.

He stayed there for half an hour before coming out, putting on a loose robe.

As soon as he stepped out, the aroma of food greeted him.

With a single step—

He appeared in the dining room, startling Emma, who was arranging the dishes.

He sat down without a word and began eating first.

For so long, he had lived only on Spiritual Energy—he had almost forgotten the taste of food.

"Y-Young Master... how do you feel?" Emma suddenly asked.

Victor took a sip of warm milk before looking at her.

"Better now," he replied.

Emma noticed something—

Her young master seemed less emotional now.

"Where is that woman?" Victor asked.

"That woman?" Emma was briefly confused before realizing he meant his mother.

Still, she understood his anger.

At thirteen, still in the Xiantian Realm, being locked up and forced to consume the Misery Pill—

"Excessive" wasn’t enough to describe it.

"I don’t know. Lady left yesterday and hasn’t returned," Emma answered.

"By the way, Young Master... you have another fiancée besides Bella."

"Another fiancée?" Victor didn’t know how to react.

"Alexandra Spencer, from the Holy Light Sect," Emma explained with a charming smile.

"She is the daughter of the Three Sword Monarch—the last to become a World Monarch after your mother stepped down. This engagement was arranged long ago between that World Monarch and your mother, though it was only announced recently."

"I’ve never heard of her," Victor said.

"That’s normal. The Holy Light Sect is in the Ancient Human Continent, and she’s the same age as you. She only became famous about two years ago—and in the past year, even more so after becoming a Heavenly Woman. Compared to Bella Thunder, she’s far better. Hmph—that girl only knows how to fight, rampage everywhere like some uncivilized barbarian."