Villainess Breaker: Raising Broken Beauties Against Destiny

The cultivators surrounding Vulkara grinned even wider when they saw her silence.

The thin man slowly tilted his head, his narrow eyes filled with ridicule. "So tell me, Vulkara... what I said is right, isn’t it?"

Vulkara’s fingers tightened around the short blade in her hand, and for a moment, she wanted to deny it, but the words became stuck in her throat.

Because no matter how much she hated it, what they said was partly true. She didn’t have a great background, and she had indeed used her own body just to barely enter the sect.

Seeing her silent expression, the thin man laughed even louder. "Hahaha! Look at that face. So even you know it, huh?"

Another cultivator sneered while slowly walking around her. "You always act tough, wild, and rough, like you’re some untamable flame."

His eyes slowly moved over her body before his grin became even more disgusting. "But in the end, you’re only a slutty bitch. The only thing you really have is that body of yours."

Vulkara’s expression instantly turned cold.

The cultivator didn’t stop. Instead, he deliberately spoke even louder. "But still, it would be too much of a waste to let you die here just like that. After all, you’re quite a beauty."

The moment those words came out, the atmosphere around Vulkara changed.

The anger in her eyes suddenly burned even brighter, as if flames were about to burst out from her pupils.

She slowly raised her short blade and pointed it toward him. "You... how dare you."

Her voice was low and hoarse, filled with barely suppressed rage. "Even if I die here today, how dare you humiliate me like that?"

The cultivator was stunned for a second before bursting into laughter. "Hahaha! A bitch saying that? How funny."

The others laughed along with him.

Vulkara clenched her teeth so hard that blood almost leaked from the corner of her mouth. "Damn you..."

Her body was already wounded, but even then, she still forced herself to stand straight.

Vulkara slowly raised her chin and glared at the four Foundation Establishment cultivators in front of her. "Fine. Even if I die today, I will die with pride, not be defiled by you bastards!"

The thin man’s grin widened as if he had just heard something amusing. "Oh? Die with pride?"

He slowly lifted his sword, and the killing intent around his body became even stronger. "Hahaha! Then let’s see if you can really keep that pride until the very end."

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Behind the boulder, Damian silently watched everything unfold with a strange expression on his face.

After hearing what those cultivators said, Damian suddenly became confused. "Wait a damn minute..."

His eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Vulkara more carefully.

From what those bastards said, Vulkara had apparently used her body to enter the Great Flame Sect.

If that was true, then it meant she wasn’t a virgin, so how the hell did she still have a multiplier?

Until now, every woman he had seen with a multiplier seemed to fit a certain pattern.

The brothel women who had multipliers were new and nervous, while the experienced courtesans who had already lost their virginity had no multiplier at all.

Because of that, Damian had naturally assumed that purity was one of the system’s hidden requirements.

But now, Vulkara had completely shattered that idea, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

"Is this because she’s a special one, or is she actually still a virgin, and the words about her using her body mean something else?"

Thinking about this, Damian’s gaze slowly returned to Vulkara.

She stood there with blood dripping from her wounded arm, surrounded by four stronger cultivators, yet her eyes still burned like fire.

Even after being humiliated, mocked, and pushed into a desperate situation, she still refused to lower her head.

Damian suddenly felt like he understood something. "This girl... she really does look like the fierce warrior-type villainess."

In many stories, there was sometimes a character like this, a wild, proud, stubborn woman who hated the main heroine.

She would always cause trouble, challenge the heroine, fight her again and again, and do everything she could to suppress her.

But in the end, because of one mistake, one scheme, or one moment where the heroine’s luck exploded, she would be completely ruined.

And of course, the main heroine would never be alone. She would always have supporters like senior brothers, elders, hidden admirers...

Or even random powerful people who somehow appeared at the perfect time.

The moment Damian thought about it that way, his expression became even stranger. "Hold on... isn’t the background reversed here?"

Usually, the villainess was supposed to be the one with the powerful background, while the heroine was the poor girl with no support who climbed up step by step.

But from what these cultivators said, Vulkara was the one with no real backing.

Meanwhile, that so-called genius girl had talent, connections, supporters, and enough influence to send people after Vulkara.

Wasn’t that completely backwards?

Damian slowly looked toward the side, his eyes twitching slightly. "Oi, System... are you really a Villainess Breaker System?"

The system remained silent.

Damian’s mouth twitched. "Or are you actually a Heroine Breaker System?"

Just like usual, the damn system ignored him completely.

Damian could only click his tongue. "Tch. Useless thing. You only show up when you want to give rewards, huh?"

Even though he complained, his eyes quickly returned to the clearing. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

For now, he didn’t plan to move yet.

Vulkara was wounded, cornered, and furious, but she had not truly reached her limit.

If Damian appeared now, she might feel grateful, but not enough.

He wanted the timing to be perfect.

He needed to appear at the moment when her pride was about to break, when her life was hanging by a thread, and when she truly believed that there was no way out.

Only then would saving her have the strongest emotional impact, and only then would the return from the system become truly beautiful.

Damian silently narrowed his eyes and muttered, "Not yet..."