I Quit Being The Villain

Chen Beiyuan, now fully aware of his new identity and the immense power and resources at his disposal, took a moment to recalibrate his thoughts. The memories of the original Chen Beiyuan swirled in his mind, mingling with his own modern understanding of narrative tropes and destiny.

He glanced at Leng Ruobing, the cold beauty standing before him, her icy demeanor masking a tumultuous inner struggle.

"Leng Ruobing," he began, his voice smooth and confident, "I understand your frustration and distrust. You see me as a despicable person, pursuing you solely for superficial reasons. But there's more to the story than you realize."

Leng Ruobing's eyes narrowed, her skepticism palpable. "What are you trying to say? Are you trying to justify your actions now?"

Chen Beiyuan's smile didn't waver. "No, not to justify, but to clarify. The original Chen Beiyuan's actions were driven by a misguided attempt at power. But now, things have changed. I've changed. I want to show you a different side, a different path."

She crossed her arms, maintaining her cold exterior. "And why should I believe you?"

"Because," he replied, his eyes locking onto hers with a sincerity that was hard to fake, "I have no reason to deceive you now. I am in a position where I can change my destiny, and I want to change it for the better. I want to become someone worthy of respect, not just fear."

Leng Ruobing was silent, her gaze scrutinizing him as if searching for any hint of deceit. After a moment, she spoke, her voice softer but still guarded. "I'll give you a chance, but only one. If you prove yourself to be the same as before, I will cut ties with you permanently."

Chen Beiyuan nodded, accepting her terms. "That's fair. Thank you for this chance."

As the night progressed, Chen Beiyuan started to plot his next moves. He needed to solidify his power and influence while also gaining genuine allies. The destiny-changing system would be instrumental in this, offering rewards for each successful alteration of fate.

The next morning, Chen Beiyuan woke early, the sun just beginning to cast its light over Yanjing City. His mind was a whirlwind of plans and strategies, and he knew he had to act quickly and decisively to change his fate and that of those around him.

He accessed the system's properties panel, eager to see what opportunities lay ahead.

[Host: Chen Beiyuan]

[Age: eighteen]

[Cultivation: Basic level of warrior (fourth grade)]

[Exercise: Prison-Suppressing Demonic Sutra (eighth level)]

[Combat skills: Forbidden Demon-Destroying Flame Palm, Forbidden Demon-Destroying Hell Fist, Forbidden Demon-Destroying Blood Slash, Prison-Suppressing Shackles,...]

[Fighting spirit:? ? ?]

[Destiny: Destiny Villain]

[Current Objectives: 1. Consolidate power within the Chen family. 2. Forge genuine alliances. 3. Prevent original timeline failures.]

[Reward: System Points, Skill Upgrades, Unique Abilities.]

Chen Beiyuan pondered the information. His cultivation was already at a decent level for his age, and his combat skills were formidable. The real challenge lay in navigating the social and political complexities of his new life.

He decided to start with his family. The Chen family was a powerhouse, but internal conflicts and rivalries could undermine their strength. He needed to ensure that he had the full support of the family members, particularly his father and grandfather.

Later that morning, Chen Beiyuan made his way to the family estate, a sprawling mansion that exuded both opulence and power. As he walked through the grand halls, he could feel the weight of the family's legacy pressing down on him. He was greeted by the family butler, an elderly man named Mr. Li, who had served the family for decades.

"Young Master Chen," Mr. Li greeted him with a respectful bow. "Your father is expecting you in the study."

Chen Beiyuan nodded and followed the butler through the labyrinthine corridors. He took note of the priceless artworks and antique furnishings, a testament to the family's long and illustrious history.

When he reached the study, Mr. Li knocked on the door and announced his presence. "Master Chen, the young master has arrived."

"Let him in," came the deep, commanding voice from inside.

Chen Beiyuan stepped into the study, where his father, Chen Zhentian, sat behind a massive oak desk. His father was a man in his late forties, with a stern expression and an aura of authority. His piercing eyes seemed to look straight into one's soul.

"Father," Chen Beiyuan greeted him with a respectful bow.

"Beiyuan," Chen Zhentian acknowledged, his voice even. "Have a seat. We need to talk."

Chen Beiyuan took a seat opposite his father, the desk between them feeling like a barrier that needed to be crossed. He knew this conversation would be crucial in securing his position within the family.

"I've heard about your recent behavior," Chen Zhentian began, his tone measured. "You've been pursuing Leng Ruobing quite aggressively. Is there a reason for this?"

Chen Beiyuan met his father's gaze, his mind racing. He needed to be honest, but also strategic. "Father, my actions were driven by a combination of personal interest and a desire to strengthen our family's alliances. However, I realize now that my approach was flawed."

Chen Zhentian raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued by his son's candor. "Go on."

"I've come to understand that true strength lies not just in power and influence, but in the respect and loyalty of those around us," Chen Beiyuan continued. "I intend to change my ways and build genuine relationships, starting with Leng Ruobing."

His father regarded him for a long moment, the silence stretching. Finally, he nodded. "You've matured, Beiyuan. This is a good sign. But remember, actions speak louder than words. You will need to prove yourself."

"I understand, Father. I won't disappoint you," Chen Beiyuan assured him.

Chen Zhentian leaned back in his chair, his expression thoughtful. "Very well. You have my support for now. But be mindful of your actions. The Chen family has many eyes watching, both within and outside our ranks."

"Thank you, Father. I will do my best," Chen Beiyuan replied, feeling a sense of relief. The first step had been taken, but there was still much to be done.

With his father's tentative support, Chen Beiyuan turned his attention to other key figures within the family. His next stop was his grandfather, Chen Zhaofeng, the legendary eighth-grade war emperor who commanded immense respect and loyalty.

He found his grandfather in the family dojo, practicing martial arts with the precision and grace of a master. Despite his age, Chen Zhaofeng moved with the agility and strength of a man half his years.

"Grandfather," Chen Beiyuan greeted him with a deep bow.

Chen Zhaofeng paused his practice and turned to face his grandson, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Beiyuan, it's good to see you. What brings you here?"

"I wanted to speak with you about my recent actions and my plans for the future," Chen Beiyuan replied, his tone respectful.

"Ah, I see," his grandfather said, nodding. "Let's sit and talk."

They moved to a nearby seating area, and Chen Beiyuan explained his new perspective and intentions, much as he had with his father. Chen Zhaofeng listened intently, his expression thoughtful.

"You've always had great potential, Beiyuan," his grandfather said after a long pause. "But potential means nothing without the right mindset and actions. I'm glad to see you're starting to understand this."

Chen Beiyuan felt a swell of pride and determination. "I want to become someone worthy of our family's legacy, Grandfather. I want to make you proud."

Chen Zhaofeng's eyes softened, and he placed a hand on his grandson's shoulder. "You already have, Beiyuan. But remember, the path of a warrior is never easy. Stay true to your principles and always strive to improve."

"I will, Grandfather. Thank you," Chen Beiyuan said, feeling a deep sense of resolve.

With his family's tentative support secured, Chen Beiyuan turned his focus to forging alliances outside the family. He needed to build a network of allies who would stand by him, not out of fear, but out of respect and mutual benefit.

His first target was the Leng family. Although they were considered a second-rate family compared to the Chens, they still held significant influence in Yanjing City. Winning their support would be a crucial step.

He arranged a meeting with Leng Tianhai, the head of the Leng family and Leng Ruobing's father. The meeting took place at the Leng family estate, a less grand but still impressive residence.

"Mr. Leng, thank you for agreeing to meet with me," Chen Beiyuan greeted him with a polite bow.

Leng Tianhai, a middle-aged man with a shrewd expression, nodded curtly. "Chen Beiyuan, I've heard much about you. What brings you here?"

"I wanted to discuss a potential alliance between our families," Chen Beiyuan replied, his tone respectful but confident. "I believe that by working together, we can achieve great things."

Leng Tianhai raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "An alliance, you say? And what makes you think we would be interested in such a partnership?"