I Am the Fated Villain
Chapter 843: Cruel future, what a poor guy

At this moment, the courtyard fell into silence, and the usual sounds of insects and birds faded away like a receding tide. The flow of time and space seemed to freeze, leaving only the young man in front, and the vast world appeared to shrink to just this moment.

As the princess of the barbarian tribe, Barbara displayed remarkable courage from a young age. At a tender age, she accompanied the tribe’s hunters, venturing into the mountains to hunt and face fierce beasts in combat. Confronted with numerous challenges and crises, she remained calmly composed.

However, today, she was genuinely stunned, her pupils contracting at the sight of this strange scene she had never witnessed before. The mysterious man before her had appeared without her notice, causing the entire world to fall into a quiet stillness.

What kind of terrifying means were these? Barbara couldn’t even fathom it. The strongest beings she had encountered were the elders of the Barbarian God Sect, yet even they couldn’t achieve such a level. It was truly beyond comprehension.

“Who are you, and why are you here in my courtyard?”

With her extraordinary intellect, Barbara quickly composed herself and focused on the young man before her, asking.

At this moment, she resembled a poised young cheetah, vigilant and wary.

“Indeed, you possess courage and skills at such a young age,” the young man calmly remarked, paying no mind to her caution or questions. Wearing a faint smile, he continued, “There’s no need to use poison against me; such methods won’t work.”

His gaze casually swept over Barbara’s sleeve, noticing her quietly opening a small white jade bottle. At his words, Barbara stiffened, surprised that her discreet action had not escaped the young man’s notice.

“Who are you? What is your purpose?” She couldn’t help but ask again, feeling increasingly uneasy. When he glanced at her, it seemed all her secrets were bare, with nothing left to hide.

“Who am I?” The young man chuckled, “You can consider me your benefactor. I came here to save you.”

Barbara’s pupils once again contracted at this revelation.

My benefactor? Did he come here to save me?

“Of course, you can also interpret it as destiny. I came here in search of a suitable successor,” he continued with a casual smile. “And coincidentally, that suitable person happens to be you.”

The young man, naturally, was Gu Changge. He had arrived in this world some time ago, first understanding its origins before seeking out the appropriate tool – a successor.

Having traversed various universes and countless lower realms, he finally found an anomaly with a misty destiny, far surpassing the so-called heirs of Qi and era. She carried the fog of the Great Dao-building expertise, her aptitude transcending the limitations of innate talent, and she was inherently magical, possessing a demonic heart.

Gu Changge thought no one was more suitable than her as a successor. The young girl before him was destined to become one of the most powerful sorcerers in the world.

Searching for a successor? A suitable candidate?

Ah Man’s pupils contracted again, a surprise appearing on her face. She was somewhat familiar with some peculiar records in the world, knowing that there were instances where ordinary people, due to fortuitous circumstances, were chosen by passing immortals and taken as disciples, subsequently soaring to great heights.

However, these were just accounts, and their authenticity was uncertain. Could such a thing happen to her? She found it hard to believe, approaching the situation with great caution.

Barbara never believed in windfalls dropping from the sky or unexplained good fortune. Even towards her current master, she harbored some wariness and skepticism, not wholly trusting. The young man of unknown origin, uttering these words, was certainly not going to make her believe. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the NƟvelFɪre.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

Gu Changge paid no mind to her doubts. With his current strength and abilities, discerning a person’s past and future was trivial. Although Barbara was enveloped in a considerable fog of the Great Dao-building expert, he clearly understood her numerous past experiences. So, her cautious and suspicious nature didn’t surprise him; he found it somewhat admirable.

“You need not worry so much. If I harbored ill intentions, you wouldn’t have any recourse right now. If I wanted to harm you, it would be much simpler than what happened to that girl just now,” Gu Changge remarked casually.

“Why me?” Barbara acknowledged the truth of his words, recognizing their strengths’ vast differences. She remained silent momentarily before questioning, “Why would it be me?”

Gu Changge answered indifferently, “Because, like me, you are inherently a sorcerer possessing a demonic heart.”

As the Demon Lord, he possessed an innate demonic heart during his travels across the heavens. So, his statement held a certain degree of truth.

Inherently a sorcerer?

Barbara was stunned, her expression one of disbelief. Before this, she had heard of demonic cultivators, but they were often depicted as cultivators who caused harm and chaos, not necessarily inherently demonic individuals. Despite her occasional cold and ruthless actions, she was not a demonic cultivator who indiscriminately slaughtered the innocent. How could she be inherently demonic, as Gu Changge claimed?

And what exactly was a demonic heart? She had never heard of it before.

“You will understand in the future. Inherently demonic individuals are destined to be unwelcome in this world. Moreover, your close family and relatives are fated to encounter misfortune, face ominous entanglements, live in solitude for a lifetime…” Gu Changge said with a faint smile.

“You’re talking nonsense. That’s impossible. Grandfather, Father, how could they possibly…” Barbara found it hard to believe and was unwilling to accept it. How could her father and grandfather suffer because of her?

Throughout her life, she had always seen her duty of protecting the tribe and her family, including her father and grandfather, as a source of motivation for her mission and cultivation.

“That’s why I said I am your benefactor. I am here to save you,” Gu Changge continued with a calm smile. “Four years from now, your foster father will embark on a journey to find the so-called Barbarian God. On that path, he will discover some truths and meet a tragic end.”

Foster father?

How is that possible?

Barbara’s eyes displayed disbelief, her silver teeth biting down tightly. Gu Changge casually mentioned events four years into the future, giving her an eerie feeling, as if he were narrating an impending occurrence.

Furthermore, how did Gu Changge know about future events? Could he predict the future?

“Haven’t you ever sensed it or considered the possibility that you are not your father’s biological daughter?” Gu Changge ignored her shock and disbelief, continuing with his calm tone.

The girl before him might not be aware that in the coming years, she would endure much pain and sorrow in this world. She was still distant from the world of magic, but it was a path she would inevitably tread as she transformed.

Gu Changge had no intention of stirring up more trouble. He didn’t have the luxury of time.

Buzz!!!

With a casual swipe, the space before him blurred, forming numerous ripples like water’s surface, becoming crystal clear, resembling a mirror.

Various scenes began to materialize within the mirror-like surface.

“Poor fellow, your revered master only saw you as a suitable cauldron, intending to wait until you matured before harvesting. Fortunately, you saw through his schemes early and retaliated with poison. Unfortunately, four years later, your tribe, due to your connection, will be exterminated by the Barbarian God Sect. All your people will perish, and your father, sensing some truths on his journey to find the Barbarian God, will also be killed. The murderer will be someone you are very familiar with – your respected grandfather. He taught you language, medicine, barbaric arts, and knowledge, raising you…”

“Do you still wonder about your biological parents, curious about your origins? Unfortunately, it’s just as pitiful.”

Gu Changge spoke indifferently, as if narrating events unrelated to himself, and his voice had no ripples.

“Who are you? How do you know all this?”

“These are all lies, all lies…”

Watching the numerous scenes reflected in the mirror, Barbara found it almost unbelievable. Bloodshot eyes and a trembling voice betrayed her disbelief.

“Who I am doesn’t matter,” Gu Changge smiled faintly. “What matters is how you choose.”

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