Chapter 902: Chen Ling’s Deal

Li Fu froze in place.

Chen Ling didn't delve into this topic anymore but said calmly:

"Do you want to change everything with your own hands?"

"What?"

"Change the ending of the story." Chen Ling glanced at the throne behind him and said faintly,

"Right now, you are a piece of trash who has been betrayed by everyone and cannot bear the destiny... I know what you are thinking: entrust your sister to someone else and find a place to wait for death. But do you really think things will be that simple?

Although Wu Qiong also has potential, there can only be one person who becomes the 【Emperor】 in the end. Compared to that Zhu Zhong, her chances of winning in the end are not high.

So, even if you want to entrust your sister to her, after going around in circles, she might still fall into Zhu Zhong’s hands."

Hearing this, Li Fu’s body trembled slightly, and his face turned extremely ugly.

What Chen Ling said was the truth. Zhu Zhong now had the most manpower and the strongest combat power. If they were to compete for the only 【Emperor】 in the end, Wu Qiong was likely not his match... Li Fu also realized this. No matter who he begged or knelt to, he might still not be able to bypass Zhu Zhong in the end.

If A-Qian fell into Zhu Zhong’s hands, what would happen?

The best outcome: Zhu Zhong, for revenge, would use A-Qian to force him out and beat him to death; the worst outcome: after he was beaten to death, A-Qian might also become Zhu Zhong’s plaything.

"You cannot bear the destiny, you are powerless, and even if you know the direction of everything, you can't change anything..." Chen Ling said leisurely. "As I just said, this story is destined to be a tragedy."

Li Fu’s fists clenched tightly, his chest heaving violently. He turned his head abruptly to look into Chen Ling’s eyes,

"You said... is it possible for me to change everything?"

"Of course you can."

Chen Ling’s mouth curled slightly, like a devil bewitching people, whispering softly, "Changing the ending is simple; you just need to kill Zhu Zhong."

"I cannot bear the destiny, I have no power, how can I kill him??"

"You need power, and I can lend it to you."

"...You?"

Li Fu frowned and looked into Chen Ling’s eyes, unable to guess what he was thinking.

"I don't need that destiny; I have a thousand ways to let you kill him with your own hands in front of everyone... At the same time, I can personally escort your sister and ensure she leaves this ancient treasury safely."

After saying this, the main hall fell into a dead silence.

Li Fu sat on the stairs, staring blankly at the man in the bright red theatrical robes. In his eyes, this place already felt like hell... and Chen Ling was the red-clothed devil bewitching him to sell his soul.

Li Fu’s gaze went from suspicion at the beginning to struggle, and then to final numbness...

He was silent for a long time and said without a ripple:

"What do I need to pay?"

"Your life."

As expected...

Li Fu seemed to have expected Chen Ling’s answer.

"However, I don't need you to die immediately. You can kill Zhu Zhong with your own hands, watch your sister leave this ancient treasury with your own eyes, and even enjoy a few months or even years of life..." Chen Ling said with a smile,

"But one day in the future, when the time comes, I want you to end your own life with your own hands."

Li Fu couldn't understand Chen Ling’s request. He frowned, feeling unbelievable:

"When the time comes? When is that?"

"You’ll know when the time comes."

"Aren't you afraid that I won't fulfill it then? Or are you going to sign some kind of contract with me to sell my soul?"

"I want you to swear by your personality, your soul... and your sister’s life."

Li Fu’s pupils contracted slightly.

Chen Ling definitely wanted to sign that kind of contract to sell his soul, but he didn't have that means, so the safest way was to swear by his personality, soul, and his sister’s life;

If Li Fu eventually became the 【Emperor】, his personality and soul would be the pillars of the imperial destiny. If he betrayed even these two, the effect of the 【Emperor】 skill would be greatly reduced.

And Chen Ling had calculated that even if Li Fu didn't care about himself, he would care about A-Qian. He had already placed everything most important to Li Fu as chips on the scale that was favorable to himself!

Li Fu hesitated.

He knew the actor emperor had wanted to kill him from the beginning, but when this killing intent turned into a strange deal, it made Li Fu feel even more suffocated... What was more terrifying than death was delayed death and unknown fear.

Chen Ling’s gaze seemed to see through Li Fu’s heart,

He took out the bone-carving knife from his sleeves, and the eyes full of "pity" and "helplessness" were reflected on the blade, as cold as frost and snow,

"You can, of course, choose to refuse. After all, if I wanted to, I could actually kill you right now."

"I want to help you this time simply because we are the same kind of people..."

"Even if everything ends in tragedy, I hope the plot in the middle can be surging and moving... Blindly mourning and abusing will only turn the story into garbage filled with negative energy."

Chen Ling seemed to be losing patience. He stood up slowly from the stairs, holding the bone-carving knife, and looked at Li Fu’s neck indifferently...

Finally, Li Fu spoke after a struggle:

"Can you... really let me have the power to change everything?"

The fish took the bait.

Chen Ling’s mouth curled slightly and soon returned to calm.

He took a ring from his fingertip and threw it onto the stairs of the main hall like trash, making a crisp clinking sound.

"This is a sacrificial vessel, it has no name, but even an ordinary person can use it... As long as you let it devour flesh and blood, then turn it toward the person you want to kill and say 'Rub', everything will be over."

The sacrificial vessel Chen Ling threw down was exactly the one he had looted from Yan Xicai back in the Military Dao Ancient Treasury.

At that time, Yan Xicai relied on this ring to kill people continuously, and because it didn't require any mental power to activate, it was extremely covert, most suitable for sneak attacks and assassinations...

As Chen Ling’s rank increased, his enemies became stronger and stronger, and the effect of "Rub" became smaller and smaller. Plus, Chen Ling was too lazy to feed it flesh and blood, so he hadn't used it.

However, it was enough to kill a Zhu Zhong who was arrogant but had no practical combat experience.

The ring rolled to Li Fu, hit his shoe tip, and lay on the ground shaking... Li Fu’s pupils reflected the ring, as if he were peeking at his own final tragic ending.

Chen Ling’s voice rang out at the perfect moment:

"Will you wait for death in self-abandonment, or will you change everything with your own hands... The choice is yours."

It was as if Li Fu already had his answer. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled... When it came down to it, he was going to die either way. Rather than dying in this Ancient Treasury and dragging A-Qian down with him, he might as well bet everything and leave himself a magnificent legacy.

He bent down to pick up the ring and calmly slid it onto his middle finger, like a warrior facing death, drawing his final blade from a pool of blood.

"I agree."

Li Fu stood in the golden sunset, gazing into Chen Ling’s eyes.

"...When that day comes, I will return my life to you."