Filha do Vilão

This lifetime, my father is a villain.

I know that the world I live in now is a novel, and I also know that my entire family is probably made up of villains. The greatest villain among us is my father. From the fragments of memories I can barely recall, he will engage in a fierce battle with the protagonist in the future and become one of the most oppressive bosses. It’s a constant back-and-forth: today you trap me, tomorrow I kill you. The protagonist will level up through the struggles, and the powerful villain will become nothing more than experience points for the protagonist’s growth.

I understand. We are like high-level dungeon bosses; my whole family is the challenging raid that the protagonist must grind through. But the sad part is, I haven’t finished reading that novel. I only know that the protagonist was reborn in the third life and crossed over, so I don’t know who ultimately wins or loses between them.

—If only I had stayed up all night to finish it!

I was created by my father using lotus flowers from the Azure Lotus Pond, mixed with his own bone marrow. He raised me there for three thousand years until I uttered my first cry, shaking the heavens and earth. My father named me "Xiwei."

Perhaps because I was nurtured in the Azure Lotus Pond, my habits resemble those of a lotus flower. My eldest brother says I am as fragile as a lotus, and my father worries that I am easily hurt like one. So he carved out a secret realm for me alone on the Ninefold Divine Mountain.

I sat by the Azure Lotus Pond, playing in the wate