I Am the Fated Villain - Chapter 200

Chapter 200: The so-called wealth, becoming the son of the Heavenly Emperor after feeding some horses

Observing Gu Xian’er’s flustered expression, Gu Changge remained impassive, unsurprised by her reaction.

However, just as Gu Xian’er was about to launch herself at him in a bid for her freedom, Gu Changge slightly moved, his sleeves flicking and creating a blur in the void before her.

An instant, a spatial rift materialized, causing Gu Xian’er to feel disoriented as the scenery around her rapidly changed. Mountains, rivers, and landscapes flashed by like a blur, with Gu Changge’s presence emanating from behind her.

Before she could comprehend what was happening, Gu Changge grasped her waist and quickly whisked her through the void.

Suddenly, everything went blank for Gu Xian’er. She should have remembered even to ponder where Gu Changge was taking her. All she could focus on was his aura, which felt like warm jade, gentle sunlight, and a crisp spring breeze with a hint of chill.

The surroundings shifted in the blink of an eye, and the sounds of people and chatter filled her ears. They had arrived at a bustling street in the Heavenly Dao Ancient City.

Creatures and cultivators from various factions traversed the street while grand palaces and pavilions loomed in the background, exuding an imposing aura. Gu Changge’s sudden appearance caused a commotion, leaving many onlookers stunned and bewildered.

“Is that… Young Master Changge?!” exclaimed a bewildered cultivator, shocked by the unexpected sight.

A void instantly formed around Gu Changge and Gu Xian’er, creating a clear space amidst the bustling street. Gu Changge’s reputation had spread far and wide throughout the Boundless Heaven, ensuring that his mere presence would cause a stir wherever he appeared.

Soon, curious onlookers and admirers gathered around, drawn by the aura of the renowned Young Lord Changge. Many whispered reverently, marveling at the unexpected opportunity to see him in person.

“Is that the Young Lord Changge? I never thought I’d see him here!”

“And the woman beside him, is she his cousin? She’s stunning, a beauty destined for greatness!”

Envious glances were cast at Gu Xian’er by young women in the crowd, captivated by her allure.

Interrupting Gu Xian’er’s daze, Gu Changge spoke casually, disregarding the surrounding crowd.

“What’s got you so worked up?” he asked, his tone light.

Shaken from her reverie, Gu Xian’er was surprised by Gu Changge’s sudden appearance.

“What’s the purpose of bringing me here?” she inquired, scanning their surroundings.

Observing her with a critical eye, Gu Changge frowned.

“It’s quite obvious. You’re dressed in rags,” he remarked bluntly. “Do you plan to wear that green dress for the rest of your life? When you return, I won’t allow you to disgrace our Ancient Immortal Gu family.”

Gu Changge’s intentions were clear: he wanted to show Gu Xian’er the extent of his care for her after spending so much time together. He was considering her future appearance upon returning to the clan.

For a simple girl like Gu Xian’er, Gu Changge knew he couldn’t constantly bully her. He also needed to let her experience some sweetness. Otherwise, he would have avoided bringing her to such a place himself. This tactic was consistent with his approach in his previous life. Considering Gu Xian’er’s penchant for wealth, he aimed to teach her the significance of affluence—showing her that money was power.

And indeed, Gu Changge possessed astonishing wealth beyond imagination.

“You’re the one who’s poor…” Gu Xian’er retorted, feeling immediately displeased. She couldn’t recall a single kind word from Gu Changge’s lips. How could he call her poor? Did he expect her to wear the same dress for her entire life? The notion struck a nerve, as she was fond of green attire.

“No, this is an opportunity to make Gu Changge pay,” she resolved inwardly. Refocusing her thoughts, she cursed Gu Changge, finding solace in her resentment.

Unfazed by Gu Xian’er’s reaction, Gu Changge remained composed, seemingly oblivious to her shifting demeanor.

Following the pattern of his previous life, Gu Changge escorted Gu Xian’er to various upscale establishments and temples, granting her access to the highest levels of luxury. Each visit served as a reminder of his deliberate flaunting of wealth, stoking envy in Gu Xian’er’s heart.

The Wandao Commercial Union’s purple gold card, the Purple Pill Sect’s purple pole order From exquisite clothing and divine weapons to carved scripture legacies and spiritual pills, Gu Changge spared no expense in showcasing his opulence.

Whenever Gu Xian’er expressed interest in something, Gu Changge would effortlessly purchase it without hesitation or even bothering to inspect it. This behavior left Gu Xian’er wondering if Gu Changge was finally showing some conscience and intended to compensate her adequately. She was determined to make him pay dearly.

As Gu Xian’er’s spending spree continued, her eyes widened with each purchase, and her hands trembled slightly. She couldn’t help but realize the overwhelming power of money. And yet, this was just a fraction of Gu Changge’s immense wealth—she hadn’t even scratched the surface.

Envy colored Gu Xian’er’s gaze as she contemplated robbing Gu Changge outright. She was particularly drawn to an extravagant immortal dress, said to have belonged to a legendary female supreme being from ancient times. Despite its exorbitant price and limited utility, Gu Changge didn’t hesitate to purchase it when he noticed the longing in her eyes. His lavish spending left Gu Xian’er both awestruck and resentful, realizing she could no longer maintain her previous frugality.

Realization dawned on Gu Xian’er: she would face financial difficulties in the future, possibly resorting to old tactics to secure her wealth. After indulging in the finest luxuries, who would settle for less? Gu Changge’s manipulative intentions became clear, leaving Gu Xian’er indignantly seething.

“You’re truly despicable, Gu Changge…” she muttered, unable to contain her anger.

Gu Changge, surprised by her insight, remained composed. “Will you return everything I’ve bought for you?” he inquired calmly.

“No way,” Gu Xian’er retorted defiantly. Why should she return what she rightfully acquired? Her strength allowed her to make those purchases, and she had no intention of relinquishing them.

Meanwhile, grand palaces and pavilions adorned the landscape, nestled between the Sword Royal Family and the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox clan.

In a modest stable nearby, a young boy dressed suddenly snapped back to awareness, his pallid face registering confusion.

“How did I end up here?” he murmured, his expression clouded with bewilderment. Then, as if struck by a sudden headache, he winced and clutched his head, feeling as though it might explode from within.

The pain was excruciating, and memories flooded back in disjointed fragments, gradually piecing themselves together. After a while, the teenager’s shock gave way to disbelief as he surveyed his unfamiliar surroundings.

Moments ago, he had been deep in cultivation within the Heavenly Emperor Hall, only to find himself inexplicably transformed into a stablehand responsible for tending to the Heavenly Horses.

“Why have I suddenly been reduced to a stablehand, and why does this face not belong to me? Nothing here is mine except for my memories…” he muttered, his expression a tumultuous mix of shock, resignation, and disbelief.

Questioning the seemingly impossible circumstances, he addressed the void before him, speculating if some higher power, perhaps a senior figure, was toying with him. After all, his father was the Heavenly Emperor, which lent his words an underlying weight despite his ordinary appearance.

This was the formidable aura that only someone of high stature could exude—a presence that commanded respect and reverence.

But as the young man finished speaking, the void before him remained eerily silent. Apart from the stables behind him, the surroundings were peaceful, allowing only the sound of his breath to fill the air.

His words fell upon deaf ears, failing to elicit any response.

“Why have I suddenly become someone else without recollection of their memories? What kind of sorcery is this?” His expression twisted into a grimace, his fist clenching tightly in frustration.

“Could it be that our souls have been exchanged—that he has become me, and I have become him?” The teenager pondered, his demeanor shifting to one of sober analysis. Yet, the more he delved into his thoughts, the more unsettled he became, a simmering anger building within him.

He couldn’t comprehend the nature of this bizarre phenomenon. Why would two souls be swapped without cause or reason? Even his father, once the revered leader of all the clans, couldn’t have wielded such power.

As the son of the Heavenly Emperor, his innate talent was unmatched, his potential boundless. However, his father believed that pursuing cultivation in that life would hinder his future accomplishments, thus sealing him away.

Having spent his days secluded within the Heavenly Emperor Hall, he had encountered no adversaries—let alone faced such inexplicable circumstances.

“Could this be the machinations of my father’s past foes?” The young man seethed with resentment. As a celestial scion, his lineage and status were unparalleled, and his very existence was destined to unite the clans and achieve unparalleled greatness.

However, now he found himself deprived and reduced to a lowly groom—how could he accept such a fate?

“I won’t rest until I uncover the culprit who dared to strip me of everything!” His expression darkened, his resolve firm.

Just as he gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, a soft voice belonging to a maid drifted in from outside the stable.

“Chu Fan, has the young lady’s celestial steed been fed yet? She’s heading to the Ancient Immortal Gu family for Young Master Changge’s mother’s birthday banquet. You mustn’t delay the young lady’s important occasion.”

Upon hearing this, the young man known as “Chu Fan” clenched his fists tighter. He despised being addressed by such a name; his name was Winshang! Yet now, he was compelled to adopt this alias.

Meanwhile, in a vast emptiness far removed from this scene, a magnificent palace adorned with shimmering divine symbols floated amidst the chaos.

“I… I’ve become the son of the Heavenly Emperor?” A handsome youth with a radiant aura, draped in resplendent immortal garb, abruptly opened his eyes.

A profound sense of euphoria filled his being at this revelation. His voice trembled with emotion as if he had been struck by an overwhelming force, leaving him dizzy with disbelief.

He never imagined that he would embody the person he had longed to become upon awakening from his slumber!

Previously, he had been nothing more than an ordinary groom, orphaned and abandoned, until Miss Yin Mei took him in.

Her compassion led her to impart cultivation techniques to him, setting him on the path of cultivation—a path he would have otherwise never known.

“Now I am the son of the Heavenly Emperor, the most esteemed individual of the Sword Royal Family…” His heart swelled with excitement and joy, tinged with an awareness of the formidable power and talent inherent to this new form.

Though devoid of memories, it mattered little. With caution and discretion, he could conceal any anomalies from prying eyes.

With this realization, Ying Shuang couldn’t help but laugh madly in his heart. No, his name was now Ying Shuang!

He paid no mind to the circumstances surrounding his sudden transformation into the son of the Heavenly Emperor, now residing and practicing within the Emperor’s Palace. Such matters were of little consequence to him now.

For he had assumed the role of the Heavenly Emperor’s previous son—he was now the son of the Heavenly Emperor!

“Yin Mei, you are mine…” A newfound emotion flickered in his eyes, one he had never experienced before ambition, tinged with possessiveness.

…

Half a month, it is passed in the blink of an eye.

News of the Ancient Immortal Gu family’s upcoming birthday banquet reverberated throughout the upper realm’s Dao heritages, sparking a flurry of activity and excitement. Nearly every force sent representatives bearing congratulatory gifts, lending an air of festivity to the realm beyond the Gu family’s territory.

Each day witnessed the arrival of various ancient warships, chariots, and flying boats, their passage accompanied by resounding thunder and the voices of formidable beings. The sky was adorned with dazzling displays of power and prestige.

From white jade flying boats rivaling mountains in size to star-sized warships, every vessel exuded an aura of immortal energy, embodying the natural rhythm of the Dao. Representatives from Dao forces across the realm congregated, converging upon the Ancient Immortal Gu family’s mountain gate.

No force that received the invitation dared to ignore it. Even those deemed unqualified dispatched their most powerful individuals bearing gifts, expressing their regards. While barred from entering the Gu family’s mountain gate, they left offerings as tokens of goodwill.

At the Gu family’s mountain gate, divine lights crisscrossed the sky amidst the outer islands, infusing the atmosphere with an electrifying vibrancy.

A colossal island bobbed up and down, bathed in the radiance of thousands of sunbeams and exuding an aura of dense immortal mist. Ancient behemoths traversed the skies at the mountain gate, their massive forms employed as laborers to transport goods.

“The Ancient Golden Rhinoceros clan envoy has arrived, presenting a pair of ancient golden rhinoceros horns!”

“They offer ninety bottles of heavenly essence pills!”

“And three million catties of Ancient spring water!”

Amidst the chorus of congratulatory shouts, guests outside the Ancient Immortal Gu Family’s mountain gate presented their gifts.

“A pair of ancient golden rhinoceros horns? That’s a sacred item used for refining secret treasures. But I doubt we’ll get to lay eyes on it.”

Behind him, a group of younger cultivators marveled at the spectacle unfolding before them—many witnessing such grand offerings for the first time.

“The ancient golden rhino horn is undoubtedly a treasure, but it pales compared to what the Ancient Immortal Gu family possesses. It might just gather dust in their Treasure Pavilion.”

“But the Ancient spring water, sourced from Luoyue Glacier Lake’s heart in the Boundless Heaven’s north, is something else. Forming a spring takes a hundred thousand years, with each drop weighing less than half a catty.”

“I’ve heard the young master of the Gu family has a penchant for tea. It seems the Golden Rhinoceros clan has made careful preparations.”

As guests discussed the impressive gifts, they couldn’t help but feel their offerings seemed lackluster in comparison.

Suddenly, a phoenix’s cry pierced the eastern sky, drawing everyone’s attention. The nine-headed black Divine Phoenix pulled a chariot through the heavens, soaring into the depths and leaving onlookers in awe.

“Which faction does that belong to? How dare they create such a commotion at the Ancient Immortal Gu family?”

“It’s rather bold to behave like no one else is present! And no one has stopped them yet?”

Several young supremes from distant regions expressed their astonishment at the scene.

It was their first time witnessing such a spectacle, and many nearby visitors left them shocked and puzzled.

The Gu family guide chuckled, “That’s Princess Mingkong’s chariot. She’s the future mistress…”

His words left everyone stunned. Many young supremes couldn’t help but feel a twinge of longing in their eyes, followed by a sigh of regret.

They were well acquainted with Princess Yue Mingkong’s reputation, but she was already a famed figure. While they admired her, there was little hope of anything more.

As the phoenix chariot approached at incredible speed, an imposing pressure emanated.

Soon, cultivators from various Dao lineages and major sects rushed toward the inner island.

Below, on the godly islands, immortal springs jetted into the air, and the echoes of immortal chants reverberated, creating an aura of mystery and awe.

A divine bridge materialized, adorned with the fragrance of blossoms bursting into flame. Its crystalline brilliance seemed to traverse space, leading to a transcendent realm.

“Welcome, esteemed guests!” Many members of the Gu family greeted them warmly, gesturing with smiles.

“The heritage of the Ancient Immortal family is truly remarkable!”

“This atmosphere is far older than what we have in the Ancient Immortal Wang family.”

Wang Ziji, clad in men’s attire and accompanied by Xiu’er, chuckled softly as they walked amidst the guests from the Ancient Immortal Wang family, taking in the surroundings.

Soon, the initial guests ascended the bridge, their steps bathed in radiant light, seemingly crossing space itself to reach their destination.

At the forefront lay a pristine realm shrouded in mist—high in the sky, a colossal palace loomed, its majesty enhanced by the veiling clouds.

In front of the palace stood Gu Changge, now back in the Ancient Immortal Gu family, dressed in immaculate white robes, radiating an extraordinary presence.

He greeted numerous young peers with a warm smile.

“Wang! Good to see you again!” Wang Ziji stepped forward, extending a friendly greeting.