Published: March 2, 2025
Determining Lin Haifeng's true identity, all the actors were in position. At this moment, the celestial god felt as if he was standing at the peak of his life. He stood on the other side of the camera, his eyes shining with excitement.
This excitement swept over Lin Haifeng and Fang Yuqiong, bringing blatant malice to the two.
"So, go ahead."
The celestial god said, and immediately, the three-headed soul puppets stepped forward in unison.
The pressure was palpable—once Fang Yuqiong made the “wrong” choice, the three executioners would mercilessly unleash all their attacks on the two of them. In this closed space, Lin Haifeng and Fang Yuqiong had nowhere to escape!
However... one must give the young people more chances, right?
The celestial god thought this way as he watched Fang Yuqiong's right hand, holding the knife, trembling continuously, seemingly unable to harden her heart. The celestial god did not urge or force her; he simply waited in silence.
Until tears streamed down Fang Yuqiong's face, and as the tears increased, at a certain moment, she gritted her teeth firmly. She stood up from the ground, holding the steel knife in front of her grandfather.
"That's right, just like this... just like this..."
The celestial god licked the corner of his mouth, watching as Fang Yuqiong gritted her teeth, and then the steel knife traced an arc, heavily slashing down at Lin Haifeng's neck!
"OK!"
It was as if a great director had captured the scene he wanted, without caring about the blood spattering in front of the camera, he waved his hand forcefully.
With the sudden appearance of a huge cross, in the next moment, accompanied by a flash of light, Lin Haifeng's figure reappeared at the original spot.
"Whoosh!"
Three piercing sounds rang out, along with energy waves splattering everywhere. Almost three seconds later, tentacles once again emerged from the violet wall, wrapping and binding Lin Haifeng, dragging him back in front of Fang Yuqiong.
"Continue!"
The celestial god, with a blank expression, simply indicated for Fang Yuqiong to strike once more.
...
"Continue..."
"Continue..."
"Continue..."
"Continue..."
The repeated "continue" echoed in Fang Yuqiong's ears, resembling a haunting melody. From the initial coldness in her hands and feet to subsequent numbness, she eventually became accustomed to the task.
The plan... shouldn't have been like this...
When she and her grandfather agreed on the plan to infiltrate earth's will, Fang Yuqiong was filled with excitement—because she had already demonstrated her "value" on the battlefield, and this time, her grandfather had given her one last chance to showcase her "value" in another aspect.
Recalling her grandfather's initial plan: "You and I pretend to fall out, then just wait for your uncle to bite the hook—whether he takes it is not important, it's just a test. After your uncle comes to find you, everything else will depend on you."
"I understand, it’s just an undercover job, right..."
"Not just that... If this plan succeeds... never mind... you’ll know what to do then..."
At first, Fang Yuqiong thought the plan was very difficult—how could she gain the trust of the celestial god and earth's will? That difficulty seemed insurmountable. However, after everything that happened today, when she saw a certain determination in her grandfather's eyes, she suddenly grasped the essence of the plan.
It was a question of giving and receiving.
To set a trap, one must first have bait... The bigger and stronger the target of the trap, the more precious the bait must be...
Fang Yuqiong had doubts at the beginning—was this grandfather truly Lin Haifeng himself? However, the moment her knife met her grandfather’s neck, everything became clear.
The sharp steel knife touching Lin Haifeng's skin felt as if an ordinary kitchen knife was cutting through leather—this was real.
Using herself as bait, just to smoothly place herself beside earth's will—nothing was more worthy of being a token of allegiance than Lin Haifeng's life, except perhaps, Wen Yu's life...