Fantasy: I Can Control the Script of My Life

[Name]: Zhao Teng

[Realm]: Myriad Law - Stage 1

[Destiny Template]: Nether-Bone (Gold)

[Attributes]: Ancient Remnant Clan (Purple), Blade Fanatic

[Fate]: In the Ancient Battlefield, engages in a life-and-death struggle with Liu Ruyi and is ultimately killed.

[Recent Turning Point]: In the Spirit Realm, leads the Crimson Ghost Sect disciples to besiege the orthodox sects. Although successful, all the credit is stolen by Fang Zhou.

Seeing the contents of the panel, a plan instantly formed in Lin Yun's mind.

Zhao Teng looked at Lin Yun's resolute expression and snorted. This kid has some backbone. Compared to An Shenyu, Lin Yun was clearly the more formidable opponent. And because of An Shenyu's previous actions, the orthodox sects were now completely united behind Lin Yun.

Zhao Teng was even beginning to suspect that everything that had happened before was intentionally orchestrated by Lin Yun, precisely to make a fool out of An Shenyu. By doing so, Lin Yun could seize the opportunity to rally everyone to his side.

If his mind and schemes are truly that deep, then I must end this quickly, Zhao Teng thought to himself. He still couldn't be sure of Lin Yun's true capabilities, but the events that had just transpired were enough to prove how dangerous he was.

Although Zhao Teng believed his own strength was sufficient, his rise to his current position over the years wasn't based entirely on power. More important was his keen perception of his opponents. He had a feeling that this seemingly simple Lin Yun was, in reality, extremely difficult to deal with.

"Today's battle will not be a protracted one," Zhao Teng said, his voice low as he smiled at the people before him. "Rather than persisting here, I think it would be better for you to surrender. I can guarantee that the Crimson Ghost Sect will not mistreat anyone who surrenders. If you are willing, you may leave this place now."

Lin Yun frowned slightly. These people had been following An Shenyu before. Could he be certain they wouldn't believe Zhao Teng now? If some of them were swayed, maintaining their formation would become troublesome.

But things turned out to be easier than Lin Yun had expected. Although Zhao Teng's speech was full of extravagant promises, their positions were, after all, fundamentally different. How could so many disciples from orthodox sects truly believe the words of an enemy? They might have listened to An Shenyu—at least he was a fellow sect brother. But Zhao Teng was a complete outsider. No one would believe a word he said.

Seeing this, Zhao Teng snorted. "I have given you your chance. You only had to leave to save your own lives, but you refused to cherish it. Since that is the case, then do not blame me for being merciless."

After he spoke, he raised his right hand high. In a daze, it felt as if the entire space began to tremble. All the disciples of the Crimson Ghost Sect let out a deafening roar.

"Kill them! Kill them!"

This was the most critical moment of the sacrifice. They needed the blood of living beings, and Lin Yun's group was clearly the best choice.

Just then, Lin Yun raised his own right hand.

"Zhao Teng, since you wish to fight us to the death, why don't you and I have a good chat before the battle begins?"

Zhao Teng looked at Lin Yun with considerable surprise. Is there something wrong with this kid? At a time like this, instead of wanting to fight, he wanted to negotiate. But with his current power, Zhao Teng had no need to fear any tricks.

He stepped forward, coming to stand before Lin Yun. "Very well. I'll have a few words with you. I'm also quite curious to see what other surprises you have in store for me." Zhao Teng was genuinely curious about Lin Yun's current strength. Before entering this world, Lin Yun was clearly not this powerful. To have improved so much in such a short time was no simple feat.

"Everything you've said is correct," Lin Yun began. "Perhaps we cannot withstand your siege today. But in your opinion, after this is all over, who will receive the greatest credit?"

Zhao Teng snorted. "That is an internal matter of our Crimson Ghost Sect. I won't trouble Your Excellency to worry about it." He didn't know why Lin Yun would suddenly say this, but he was unwilling to dwell on the issue.

"You want to take swift action to end this tangled mess," Lin Yun continued, "because you also understand that in the end, you won't gain any real benefit. Even the credit you earn will be snatched away by someone else. If it were me, I would certainly be displeased. But now, another choice lies before you. Why must you persist?"

Lin Yun spoke as if he could see right through a person's heart.

Zhao Teng stared at the young man's earnest face. His heart grew warier. "What exactly are you trying to say to me?"

Lin Yun looked at Zhao Teng with absolute confidence. "We may lose, but in this battle, there will be no winner. If you want to defeat us, you will have to commit your trusted subordinates to the fight. But our strength is not so easily dealt with. By the end, you will have lost many people."

Lin Yun didn't need to say more. He believed that this was enough to make Zhao Teng think seriously.

Just like the orthodox sects, the Crimson Ghost Sect was not a monolith. For instance, many people were opposed to Fang Zhou's actions.

"Earlier, we were about to break through, but it was you who stopped us. Then you killed the enemy leader. These two acts are enough to grant you immense credit. Even if Fang Zhou wanted to, it would be difficult for him to snatch the credit for this from you."

At first, Zhao Teng hadn't paid any mind to Lin Yun's words. But he hadn't expected Lin Yun to be so capable, or that he even knew about the situation with Fang Zhou. This speech had almost moved him. Perhaps cooperating with him was the right choice.

"Alright, I have said what I needed to say," Lin Yun concluded. "If Your Excellency is willing, we will no longer attempt to break through. It would be best for both sides to return to a stalemate. But if Your Excellency insists on battle, then it will be hard to say who the final winner will be."

Zhao Teng, of course, would not let Lin Yun's group escape. But he also didn't want this battle to allow Fang Zhou to steal the fruits of his victory. So, after Lin Yun finished speaking, he didn't hesitate for long.

"We will do as you say. But if any of you try to escape, I will not be merciful."