The Reincarnated Villain Can Break the Fourth Wall!

Chapter 254: There is hole in Dake God's Statue!

"...Why are you making so much noise? Have you finally lost your mind?"

A groan echoed from the corner of the dark cave.

It was Yu Feng — lying bandaged near the trickling stream where they had first fallen. She looked like a high-born priestess who had been mugged by gravity.

It was the night after their crash landing.

The *campfire still sputtered its last embers. Her body throbbed with pain. She had barely managed to fall asleep.

And now?

Now Su Xiaobai had woken her up by screaming obscenities into the void and threatening to murder someone's grandfather.

Classic.

Neither of them had yet realized that this cave was, in fact, a death trap.

Su Xiaobai turned, blinking at her voice.

His eyes locked onto her face.

It was slightly proud.

Slightly childish.

The kind of look that said, 'I'm technically a lady, but I will kill you if you touch me without warning.'

He remembered her differently — a kind lady, broken and warped, like a leftover saint.

But this version was fresh. Untouched.

And then he remembered — Right. This is before we lost our minds.

He shook the nostalgia off like a bad dream.

"I found the exit," he said simply.

Then, without fanfare, he walked over to the puddle.

Yes. The tiny stream-formed puddle they'd ignored for eternity.

And then...

He stuck his hand in.

Then his arm.

Then his entire body.

WHOOSH.

Gone.

Just like that.

"..."

Yu Feng stared.

Was she dreaming?

Probably.

But she grit her teeth, cursed under her breath, and jumped in after him.

SPLASH!

They fell through darkness, and landed in a small underground chamber, crashing into a murky pond like two wet cabbages.

Both gasped for breath, flailing.

Su Xiaobai dragged Yu Feng out of the water and onto the slippery stone edge.

"Cough... What's going… on?" Yu Feng spat water, ears ringing.

Su Xiaobai ignored her.

His attention had locked onto the only thing in the room.

A statue.

It stood atop a small obsidian platform.

Veiled.

Silent.

One arm extended outward, holding a rectangular black tablet that shone faintly. The entire statue was made of black obsidian, but the tablet in its hand seemed... alive.

The Dark Tab.

Without hesitation, Su Xiaobai marched up and snatched it.

Because obviously, if you see a cursed divine relic held out by a statue in a void cave…

You take it. Immediately. Before it wakes up and asks questions.

Su Xiaobai admired the tablet like a monkey finding a cursed tiara.

Behind him, Yu Feng had finally come to her senses.

She looked up, saw Su Xiaobai holding something shiny, and followed his gaze.

Then she saw it.

The statue.

Her face turned pale.

"!!"

And then—

BANG!

She hit the floor in a full kneel, hands clasped in trembling reverence.

"Oh, Dark God," she whispered hoarsely.

"Your loyal follower prays before you. Please forgive us for disturbing your divine presence…"

"???" Su Xiaobai glanced at her, confused.

He was still holding the Dark Tab like it was a snack bar.

"This thing is the Dark God?"

Yu Feng's face paled further.

She glared at him like he had just pissed on an altar.

Then turned back to the statue and apologized again.

Su Xiaobai tilted his head.

Funny.

He had just committed divine theft, and this woman was apologizing on his behalf like a cult PR manager.

'Man, the Dark Church really knows how to brainwash,' he thought, 'Get 'em young, make 'em kneel forever.'

In the dark chamber beneath the stream, where the sacred obsidian statue stood with veiled silence, Yu Feng remained kneeling — her forehead to the ground, breath trembling.

She dared not raise her eyes.

"Dark God... please forgive us for intruding..." Her voice soft and reverent, trembling with awe and dread. "This fool does not know what he's doing..."

That was the moment Su Xiaobai made his move.

Not toward the exit.

Not toward reflection or redemption.

But toward the statue.

He walked casually past her, then circled the platform, hands clasped behind his back like he was evaluating livestock.

"Hmm... obsidian frame, polished finish... definitely female."

Yu Feng's eyes widened — though she still kept her head low.

"You—You shouldn't be touching it…" she said softly, "That might be the sacred body of the Dark God…"

Su Xiaobai glanced back at her. "Yeah, yeah. Sacred. Untouchable. Dead for centuries. Makes it the perfect time."

He placed a palm flat against the statue's arm.

Yu Feng winced.

"Please… stop. At least show a little reverence…" she said, her tone more pained than angry.

Su Xiaobai didn't answer.

Instead, he looked up at the veiled face.

"Can't even check the face? Tch. What's the point of having a god if you can't confirm the gender?"

His gaze lowered to the outstretched hand — slender, smooth, delicate.

"Yup. Female."

Then came the moment of doom.

Without warning — and with all the grace of a lunatic about to make history — Su Xiaobai began removing his clothes.

Yu Feng turned, alarmed, still seated on her knees.

"…What are you doing?"

He pulled his robe over his head, exposing his lean, scar-lined torso.

"Preparing to receive divine blessings," he said.

"…With your pants off?" she asked softly, almost breathless from the shame of having to even ask.

"Obviously. If you want to be blessed right, you have to approach naked." He threw his outerwear aside and began untying his belt.

Yu Feng instinctively turned away, her face heating up. Her voice came quiet, almost pleading. "Please… don't desecrate the altar like this…"

He paused, tilted his head. "Desecrate? I'm honoring it! I'm the only one showing her real appreciation!"

"You're naked in front of a god…"

"Nah, I'm naked in front of a statue. Big difference."

Yu Feng slowly raised her eyes — just enough to glance at him, then immediately looked away again.

Her cheeks flushed with color she hadn't felt since she was sixteen.

"If you had even a shred of respect—"

"I don't," Su Xiaobai interrupted. "That's the point."

He stood now, fully bare, hands on hips like he owned the divine realm.

"She's been frozen here for what, thousands of years? At least let someone admire the art."

Yu Feng closed her eyes tightly, as if trying to pray the image away.

"This is blasphemy…" she whispered.

"Good. That means I'm doing it right. Here—catch!" Su Xiaobai shouted with the confidence of a man who had never read a religious text in his life.

He casually lobbed the Dark Tab through the air like it was a moldy fruit.

Yu Feng shrieked—Not out of reflex. Out of ancestral panic.

She lunged for the relic, fumbling it in her palms like it was a live bomb wrapped in sacred scripture.

Her eyes widened in horror.

"W-What are you—NO!"

But it was too late.

Su Xiaobai had already turned around.

He was naked.

Fully.

Shamelessly.

Heroically.

And he was facing the statue with the kind of unholy determination that only appears when a man has seen too much divine hypocrisy and just says:

"Screw it. I'm gonna screw it."

Yes.

Today was the day Su Xiaobai would fuck a god.

He hadn't planned it.

But now that the idea had entered his mind,

It had fully bloomed—like a demonic lotus grown in radioactive bathwater.

"They cursed her into stone," he muttered. "Might as well make her feel something before she breaks."

Yu Feng dropped to her knees again—

But not in worship—This time it was just shock-induced leg failure.

"Y-You can't…! Th-That's the Dark God!"

Su Xiaobai didn't reply.

Because he was busy lining himself up.

Behind the obsidian statue.Aiming between the thighs with the precision of a drunk archer trying to win a bet.

He spit in his hand like a barbarian, muttered something about "no lube in the afterlife,"

And then—

SHOVE.

The room shook.

Somewhere, a sacred bell rang.

It wasn't supposed to.

But even the divine relics were too stunned to stop it.

[Achievement Unlocked: "Fucked the Dead Statue" – Aura Points +1000]

[New Passive: Godslayer Libido – Damage against Divine Targets +69%]

Yu Feng didn't scream this time.

She just let out a quiet, glassy-eyed gasp—

And fainted like a lady in a collapsing opera house.

Her soul left the building.

It will return later.... Maybe.

Su Xiaobai stood there, hips moving like a madman trying to churn butter in the underworld.

"O'Dark God! Go ahead, judge me!" he howled. "I've already been to died twice!"

SQUELCH—!