The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 1049

Chapter 1049: 815 The karma of the past life, she is the Wheel of Destiny [1st update]

Her consciousness was still somewhat unclear, and her hands felt weak.

The voice continued, but with a tone of worried reproach.

"Little Fate, how did you end up sleeping here? You’re already weak, what if you get sick?"

A few seconds later, she managed to open her eyes.

When she saw the person in front of her clearly, she was startled: "...Grandpa Fool?"

He was an old man with kind eyes and a benevolent face, yet he appeared vigorous and youthful.

The foremost of the Twenty-Two Sages, the Fool Sage, The Fool.

Similarly, the Fool Sage was also among the earliest born of the sages.

He was the first wise man among the Twenty-Two Sages and also a mentor to many sages.

Whenever she had difficult questions, she would seek guidance from the Fool.

"I saw you having a nightmare." The Old Madam was still worried, "Luckily I came looking for you. What did you dream of?"

"Disasters." She pressed her head and sat up, "I saw many, many disasters."

"It’s been hard on you." The old man sighed after hearing this, "You’ve been predicting these events all the time, and your mental state isn’t great. If you have the time, go see Yue or Yao Guang to adjust your emotions."

Sages emerge as needed.

The appearance of sages coincided with an era when various major disasters were rampant.

Famine, earthquakes, tsunamis, floods, droughts... They happened frequently, and the Twenty-Two Sages had to run everywhere.

And behind it all, it was solely the Wheel of Destiny holding it together.

The old man knew she was already very, very tired.

"I will." She nodded, "Grandpa Fool, why did you come to see me?"

"Ah? Oh, yes, there’s a reason." The old man said, "Someone has been wanting to meet you. I brought him here. If you don’t see her, I’ll chase him away."

She turned her head.

Only then did she notice a figure under the distant willow tree.

The man had a tall posture, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs.

As if sensing her gaze, he turned around.

It was a strikingly handsome face that seemed to turn the world upside down, a pair of

She had seen popes, seen emperors.

But none of them, in terms of presence and appearance, could compare to the person before her.

"That’s right, you two haven’t met." The old man smiled, "Little Fate, let me introduce to you, this is the Sixteenth Sage, Devil, you two get acquainted."

He just stood there lazily, becoming a scene unto himself.

Then, he walked over, bent down, and extended his hand, "Hello, Little Fate."

"Hello." She did not shake his hand, just nodded slightly and averted her gaze.

"Temperance took him on a few missions. In the future, he’ll have to stop disasters on his own." The old man quickly tried to smooth things over, "Later, you’ll need to devise some plans for him."

"Oh."

She remained indifferent.

"Go, go, she doesn’t want to see you." The old man immediately sought to usher him away, "Ask for the prophecies and then leave, don’t disturb her."

"I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare." He still maintained that lazy demeanor, his voice carrying a laugh, "You’re the treasure they hold dear, how could I dare offend?"

Her first impression of him was very bad.

This person was too handsome, but his nature was lazy, unsafe, needed to be avoided.

Later on, they crossed paths again in front of the Sage Academy.

She was engrossed in reading a book and almost knocked into the pillar in front of her.

A hand gripped her shoulder, pulling her back a step.

The familiar laughing voice said, "Little Fate, watch where you’re going, or you’ll hit this pillar and swell up into Big Fate."

She glanced at him, hugged her book tightly, and walked around him without expression.

This person, why is he so annoying?

**

As time went by, she found herself encountering this annoying person more and more, and became quite familiar with him.

She learned that he was the most powerful in combat among all the sages, stronger than Sage Power and Sage Hanged Man combined.

Yet his title was entirely different from his true self.

He wasn’t a devil who brought disaster to the world, but rather saved people from dire situations.

So he acquired another title—

Radiant Morning Star, Son of Glory.

She thought these eight characters suited him better.

He frequently came to chat with her, even though each time she would get angry and kick him out in the end.

Once again, he came to the mountain where she usually stayed.

She was still reading, until her head was lightly knocked.

She looked at him without expression, "What are you doing?"

"I wanted to see if you’d show another expression." He sincerely admitted his mistake, "Sorry, I was wrong."

She ignored him.

"Let me see." He picked up one, "Look at this, it—"

He hadn’t finished speaking and got kicked again.

No one could believe that the most formidable Devil of the Twenty-Two Sages would fall so easily for a trap.

She snatched back her book, "Shut up."

"Alright, I won’t call you Little Fate." He finally gave in, "But you have to give me a title, right? I can’t just call you ’little friend’ when I see you, that wouldn’t be great."

Wheel of Destiny was the last to be born, all other sages were older than her.

Because every sage relied on her assistance, they all affectionately called her "Little Fate".

Her temple twitched: "That’s not acceptable either."

She wasn’t little at all.

"Right, I know that’s not acceptable, so do you have a name?" He asked, "I mean, a true name."

Only sages in good relationships would exchange true names.

She hesitated slightly but still answered, "No, but my surname is Ying."

"A surname without a name?" He was intrigued, "Can I give you one?"

She glanced at him and refused, "I don’t trust your naming ability."

"Alright, a surname without a name is also usable." He seemed to ponder for a moment, "Then I’ll call you Miss Ying?"

The title was proper enough, she nodded.

He suddenly smiled, "Have you told anyone else your true surname? Xiu?"

She shook her head.

No one would ask her such things.

Although she and Xiu were sworn siblings, Xiu was rather wary of her.

With just one glance from her, Xiu would go silent, making her find it somewhat dull.

"Ying." He nodded slowly, smiling again, "A good surname, quite pleasant."

Saying so, he lightly tapped her head, "Since you haven’t told anyone else, don’t ever again."

This was exclusive to him.

So later on, even without memories, the character "Ying" remained imprinted in his mind, buried in his subconscious.

When at the Judicial Hall, the Great Elder asked him what alias he would use.

The alias he chose had the same pronunciation, "Shadow".

Later, much later, when he saw her again, he finally called her "little friend".

Across time and space, across the universe, awaited encounters.