I Am the Fated Villain-Novel

The void becblurry, and here, like a mirror, many scenes emerged. Read Web s Online Free - Fire Fire -

Blood flew on the vast, brutal continent, and ancient forests and tribes vanished. Beams of divine light streaked across the sky; these were many cultivators dressed in the attire of the Barbarian God Sect. They soared on their swords, hovering in the vast sky, their eyes cold and cruel as they descended upon the Barbarian tribe below. Sword qi crisscrossed, resonating sharply, overwhelmingly powerful, descending to annihilate everything.

In an instant, vast numbers of Barbarian soldiers screamed in agony, blood spraying into the air. They were no match for these powerful cultivators. The fire quickly spread, casting the mountains in a fiery red glow. Soon, the area becdesolate, filled with ruins, cries of agony echoing everywhere, resembling a hellish scene.

Barbara clenched her silver teeth, bloodshot eyes unable to believe this was the future she was about to face. In the mirror, familiar figures appeared: schildhood companions, skind uncles and aunts from the tribe, and even nameless Barbarian warriors.

However, now, all were screaming, coldly slaughtered by the Barbarian God Sect cultivators. They spared no one, not even the young children. It was a tragic human tragedy, with the cultivators of the Barbarian God Sect high above, riding the wind, treating the Barbarian tribe as ants, slaughtering at will, leaving no survivors.

The raging fire consumed everything, thick smoke billowing, covering an area of thousands of miles.

An elderly Barbarian man, tears mixed with blood, screamed in despair. However, the cultivators in the sky merely cast a cold glance at him. A sword light flashed, blood spurted, and the old Barbarian man fell, his eyes wide open even in death, filled with despair and anger.

“She poisoned one of the elders of my Barbarian God Sect. With such hatred, if we don’t cleanse the Barbarian tribe, how can we uphold the reputation of the Barbarian God Sect?”

A cultivator spoke indifferently, casually walking past, sword light slashing, and the strongest warriors of the Barbarian tribe were no match for a single sword.

In half a day, the once vast Barbarian tribe was obliterated, erased from existence.

Watching the scenes unfolding in the mirror, Barbara’s voice was hoarse, her eyes tinged with blood, desperately shaking her head, unwilling to believe.

“You don’t have to believe.”

“You can wait for four years to verify everything.”

Gu Changge’s tone remained unchanged, showing no emotional fluctuations even after witnessing the pain and tragedy of others. To him, the rise and fall of countless lives across the heavens and earth were like the ebb and flow of the tide.

The vast destruction and reconstruction of the heavens and earths didn’t concern him, let alone the fate of a single being. He chose Barbara because she was suitable. If she weren’t, Gu Changge wouldn’t have descended to speak with her, let alone show her glimpses of the future.

Barbara’s future pains and the kind of life she would lead had no bearing on him.

Barbara’s voice trembled, her eyes reddening, her hair falling disheveled over her face.

The mirror in the void did not vanish with the destruction of the Barbarian tribe. In it, Barbara saw another familiar figure—a robust silhouette clad in a fur robe, carrying a stone axe, walking alone on the vast desert of surging yellow sand.

He sought something, passing through one ruin after another, searching for the vanished Barbarian God.

Barbara’s voice quivered, reaching out as if trying to touch the figure. However, her hand passed through the mirror as if grasping at a reflection in water, creating only faint ripples.

Though she was aware that the man who raised her was not her biological father, in her eyes, he was her actual father.

In the next moment, blood spurted in the mirrored scene again. The sturdy figure carrying the stone axe fell, his face full of astonishment, disbelief, and deep despair.

Watching the hunched figure that had just killed her foster father, Barbara’s eyes widened again, turning red. She found it hard to believe, unwilling to imagine, and refused to accept this reality. This was the older man, the most respected elder in the tribe, who had taught her various knowledge since childhood. Why would he appear there and kill her foster father?

These words fell into Barbara’s ears, carrying a terrifying undertone that made her involuntarily think about those scenes, her eyes filled with fear. She didn’t know what to do. If this was indeed the future she was destined to face, she had no idea how to handle it. There seemed to be no solution, no way to cope.

It felt like this was the path she was fated to walk, a destiny already sealed.

But all she wanted was to live carefree in the tribal village, to restore its former glory and make sure that the world’s cultivators dared not bully the tribe any longer.

Yet, why did such a simple wish becsuch a luxurious dream?

At this moment, Barbara suddenly remembered the words spoken by Gu Changge at the beginning. Hope flickered in her eyes as she turned to look at him.

Like a drowning person grabbing hold of a life-saving straw.

Upon hearing this, Gu Changge smiled slightly, walked toward her, and crouched down. He took a clean and straightforward handkerchief from his sleeve and gently wiped away the tears on her face.

Barbara stared at him in a daze as he approached, catching a whiff of a pleasant fragrance.

This scent was natural, reminiscent of distant mountains, clear rivers, white clouds, and gentle breezes.

Her feelings of fear and unease gradually subsided.

Ge Long wiped away the tears on her face, looking at her well-defined features and the unwavering gaze that seemed unshakable.

He couldn’t help but shake his head lightly, thinking about Chan Hongyi. At the foot of the mountain, when he first met Chan Hongyi in his capacity as the Demon Lord, she also had a timid yet determined appearance. However, at that time, Chan Hongyi didn’t have a future as tragic as Barbara’s.

Barbara still needed to becaccustomed to Gu Changge’s change in attitude. He had appeared cold and indifferent as if looking down on all living beings just a moment ago. Yet now, he gently wiped away her tears.

Barabra’s character was complex. The visions of the future had shaken her, instilling fear and robbing her of the calm and composure she usually possessed. Now, as these feelings of anxiety started to dissipate, she gradually regained her composure. This world had no unearned blessings, and windfalls don’t just fall from the sky. So, Gu Changge, doing what he did, indeed had his motives.

“Why should you address me?” Gu Changge chuckled and asked her, “How should you address me?”

Barbara suddenly fell silent, unsure of how to answer this question. Although Gu Changge looked very young, like the legendary Immortal Exile, it was difficult to judge his age based on appearance alone.

“Senior?” Barbara tentatively asked. Gu Changge chuckled, “Senior is fine. Just don’t callMaster, I’m tired of that title.”

Barbara nodded, somewhat bewildered and unsure if Gu Changge’s words were casual banter or had a deeper meaning.

“You were intelligent and calm, and that’s something I appreciate. A truly clever person knows when to weigh the pros and cons.”

Gu Changge let her stand up, waving his sleeve to restore the surroundings to their previous state. The sound of wind, the chirping of insects, and the distant birdsong returned.

Barbara was astonished by such mysterious and unimaginable abilities. She had no idea if the legendary Barbarian God could achieve such feats, but the elders in the Barbarian God Sect were indeed incapable.

Gu Changge slightly laughed but did not answer her question directly. Instead, he spoke of his plans, “Next, I will awaken your true talents and powers, making you a true demon. You must think carefully. Once you step onto this path, there is no turning back.”

Barbara was stunned, feeling an immense and indescribable demonic aura in these four simple words. Gu Changge did not force her, knowing what Barbara would choose; she had no other options. However, if she decided to refuse, Gu Changge would find another way to make her accept.

“A true demon, what does that mean?” Barbara asked in a whisper, not understanding the implications.

“A true demon is just a term used by the world. In my eyes, there is no distinction between demons and immortals.” Gu Changge explained.

“I’ve made up my mind. As long as it can change my destiny, change my future, I’m willing to becanything.” Barbara didn’t hesitate for long; her eyes were filled with determination as she spoke, “Senior, please help me.”

Gu Changge smiled faintly, and a vast dark light fell between his raised hands, condensing into an ink-black Dao rune. It seemed to contain countless mysteries as it flowed and interwoven. The Dao rune began to radiate, floating in the void, transforming into a seed and directly rushing towards Barbara’s brow.

Barbara made no resistance; instead, she widened her crystal-clear eyes, watching as the seed rushed toward her.

With a swoosh, the seed entered her brow, instantly disappearing from view. Barbara only felt a faint silhouette of a blurry vial appearing before her eyes, looming in her mind. It emitted a terrifying aura capable of crushing everything.

A burst of dark light surged from this vial, falling onto her limbs and flooding her skin, blood, organs, and bones. Finally, it rooted itself in the position of her heart.

Barbara’s face turned deathly pale, her small face contorted in pain, tightly furrowing her eyebrows. She felt as if her heart had stopped beating at this moment and then torn apart.

Thump, thump, thump!!!

At this moment, she could even distinctly hear her heart beating. Blacklight spurted out, covering and destroying the meridians she had previously cultivated.

Barbara’s eyes widened, feeling her strength rapidly dissipating. The realms she had painstakingly cultivated over the years were vanishing instantly.

Gu Changge just stood by, watching without a ripple in his eyes.