I Am the Fated Villain Chapter 1259:

1620. Since Saintess is here, is there something you’d like to discuss with me privately?

Following the departure of Ling Yuxian and the attendant, the pavilion was occupied only by Saintess Xiyuan and Gu Changge.

A delicate aroma permeated the air as white mist drifted around them. Gu Changge remained composed and tranquil, sipping his tea with a serene indifference that suggested he was entirely detached from the mundane world.

“You mentioned earlier that I appeared in your dreams. I find myself intrigued—what sort of dream was it?”

Saintess Xiyuan approached and took the seat opposite Gu Changge, bringing a refreshing, sophisticated scent with her. She reached for the warm teacup as if to drink, but paused upon remembering her veil. With a faint smile, she reached behind her ear and gently unfastened it.

In that moment, a beauty of unparalleled celestial quality was revealed. Her eyes sparkled like falling stars beneath brows shaped like distant mountain peaks. Her complexion possessed the smooth, delicate luster of warm jade, while her small, cherry-like lips held a natural rosiness that required no adornment. She was a goddess untouched by the dust of the mortal realm, breathtaking in her purity.

Without hesitation, Saintess Xiyuan took a sip of tea, appearing entirely unbothered by exposing her true countenance to Gu Changge.

Gu Changge did not look away; instead, he watched the stunning face before him, his gaze openly appreciative.

“To be honest, the dream's details pale in comparison to reality. You are even more radiant in person,” he remarked with a light smile before finally shifting his focus.

“Is that intended as a compliment, Master Gu?”

Saintess Xiyuan smiled back, her luminous eyes locked onto his. Her slender fingers toyed with the rim of her cup in a manner that felt uncharacteristically playful and alluring, a sharp departure from her usual cold and ethereal reputation.

Her current demeanor was remarkably bold for an initial encounter. Anyone familiar with the Saintess would find it nearly impossible to reconcile these provocative words and gestures with the woman they knew.

“The Xiyuan Sacred Hall guards a legendary artifact known as the Reincarnation Mirror. As the current leader of the Sacred Hall, that mirror must be in your possession.”

“It is said that the Reincarnation Mirror wields the power of reincarnation itself, allowing one to observe the past and the future. It can peer into the Nine Netherworlds, the Heavenly Realm, and the Underworld alike. It reflects countless destinies and infinite variations of what might be.”

“I cannot help but wonder, Saintess—what exactly did you see within that mirror? Is that why you’ve chosen to present yourself to me in such a manner during our very first meeting?”

As Gu Changge finished speaking, he set his cup aside. In one swift motion, he reached out and firmly gripped Saintess Xiyuan’s smooth, jade-like chin.

Saintess Xiyuan instinctively moved to retreat, but she suddenly felt an invisible force radiating from him. The space surrounding her transformed into something akin to thick quicksand, pinning her in place and making evasion impossible.

She was forced to endure the touch of his long, pale hand as he tilted her face upward. The pressure was firm enough to be slightly painful. Despite her long years of Cultivation, she had never experienced such intimacy, let alone from a man.

However, Saintess Xiyuan was no ordinary woman. Even with her chin in his grasp, her expression stayed calm and her composure remained intact.

“Master Gu, what is the meaning of this? We have only just met. Though there is a strange sense of familiarity between us, being so forward is hardly the behavior of a gentleman.”

“I originally intended to keep my veil on, fearing that showing my face might be seen as a lack of respect. That is why I chose to remove it…” Saintess Xiyuan explained, her previous smile vanishing.

“I have never claimed to live by the rules of a gentleman. But since you put it that way, perhaps I have indeed misread the situation?”

Gu Changge chuckled and released his hold on her.

Saintess Xiyuan touched her chin, feeling the faint marks his fingers had left behind.

In the myriad future simulations she had witnessed through the Reincarnation Mirror, Gu Changge often ended her life on a mere whim. Consequently, she hadn't been surprised by his sudden physical aggression; it matched his known temperament perfectly. The fact that he hadn't displayed any killing intent actually suggested he was being unusually lenient.

“I suppose you are accustomed to the admiration of countless women, Master Gu, which might explain your assumptions. Sadly, I must disappoint you.”

Taking another sip of her tea, Saintess Xiyuan gave him a faint, sideways glance. She rubbed her reddened chin before replacing her veil.

She had watched herself die at Gu Changge’s hands dozens, perhaps hundreds of times in the mirror’s reflections.

Through those visions, she had studied his patterns and personality. She understood that she could not simply bend to his will; she had to challenge him. If she were too submissive, he would eventually find her boring and discard her life without a second thought.

These were survival strategies she had developed through the experience of a thousand simulated deaths.

“At this point, am I expected to follow a script? Perhaps I should say something like, ‘you are truly unlike those other superficial women’?”

Gu Changge observed the woman before him. She had suddenly regained her poise, her aura now projecting a silent demand for restraint.

He found it fascinating. He wondered where she had picked up such tactics—attempting to charm him with flirtation, only to immediately pivot and claim it was all a misunderstanding.

Gu Changge could only offer a mocking internal smile at such a routine. It was clear to him that Saintess Xiyuan had seen fragments of the future and believed this calculated approach would allow her to manipulate her proximity to him.

Unfortunately for her, Gu Changge was not someone who could be outplayed at his own game.

“What are you implying, Master Gu?”

Saintess Xiyuan was momentarily stunned. Looking at his expression, a sense of dread began to pool in her stomach.

It seemed her plan was deviating from the expected path.

“What I mean is, I have never been a gentleman. Therefore, the Saintess should not attempt to bind me with such trivial standards.”

Gu Changge let out a soft laugh. He reached out and snatched away the veil she had just replaced. Her flawless, divine beauty was exposed once more, though this time her face was clouded with shock.

“You—”

Sensing imminent danger, Saintess Xiyuan tried to retreat. Yet Gu Changge was like a shadow, clinging to her every movement. Suddenly, the space within the pavilion began to warp and distort. The air grew hazy as infinite laws and orders manifested in the small space.

The very fabric of reality seemed to evolve; universes were birthed and destroyed while time rippled like a disturbed pond.

As the leader of the Xiyuan Sacred Hall, the Saintess was more than just the most beautiful woman of the Xiyuan Civilization; her power was immense. She was a figure that even those at the ancestor level of the Dao could not hope to challenge.

Having survived the eighth Heavenly Decline Tribulation, she released terrifying Dao laws from her fingertips. Reincarnation, space-time, the cycles of Yin and Yang—all these profound rules of the Great Dao clashed against Gu Changge’s palm.

The mere shockwaves of such a confrontation could have erased entire worlds. It was a level of power that defied the imagination of ordinary mortals.

Yet Gu Changge advanced with leisurely steps. With one hand tucked behind his back, his single raised palm seemed capable of collapsing the entirety of space-time. The Great Dao itself fractured under his touch. No matter what techniques Saintess Xiyuan employed, she found herself utterly suppressed.

It was a display of absolute strength that rendered all laws irrelevant.

A colossal golden palm, radiating blinding light, tore through the dimensions. Chaotic energy erupted, vaporizing everything in its path.

Saintess Xiyuan let out a pained grunt as her tall, elegant figure was sent flying like a broken doll.

The chaotic scenery dissolved. The shattered space-time of a moment ago vanished as if it were a mere dream. They were back in the small pavilion.

Aside from the fact that Saintess Xiyuan was now on the floor, her hair messy and a trace of blood staining her lip, the fierce battle might as well have never happened.

“Is that all? You’ve been defeated so easily?”

Her face was a mask of bewilderment. The entire exchange felt as though it had occupied only a heartbeat.

In truth, they had traded blows countless times within the folds of space-time, but that changed nothing. She was simply no match for him.

“Your power is quite remarkable. You held out longer than I anticipated.”

Gu Changge walked over and gathered Saintess Xiyuan into his arms. Her cold, star-like eyes widened in realization, and she began to struggle violently.

The day’s events had spiraled completely out of her control. She had sought a private meeting, but she never expected to be handled this way.

“Release me!”

She glared at him, a destructive aura gathering between her brows. She seemed prepared to trigger a cataclysmic explosion to take them both down.

“Do you truly believe I would allow that?” Gu Changge chuckled dismissively.

As he laughed, the volatile energy at her forehead was crushed by an overwhelming force, vanishing instantly.

Saintess Xiyuan felt her outer robe slip, and her ability to self-destruct was completely neutralized. Her icy facade finally shattered into genuine panic.

Nothing like this had ever appeared in the Reincarnation Mirror’s predictions. The mirror had always shown a logical, step-by-step progression of the future.

But facing the real Gu Changge, she realized her expectations were worthless.

The Reincarnation Mirror was infallible; therefore, the only explanation was that her own aggressive actions today had triggered a disastrous backlash.

Regret and fear filled her heart. She was not a natural seductress; the flirtatious act had been a desperate, impulsive gamble.

Gu Changge’s presence had derailed her plans, leading her into the very scenario she had hoped to avoid.

“Since you aren't actually capable of seducing anyone, I suggest you stop plotting against me. I won't be this lenient next time.”

Noticing her genuine terror, Gu Changge laughed again. He reached out, pulled her fallen robe back over her shoulders, and casually tossed her onto the bed behind them before turning to walk away.