Fantasy: I Can Control the Script of My Life

At this moment, Ouyang Chun had yet to realize the severity of the problem. In his eyes, Lin Yun had already fallen into his trap.

This stone chamber appeared to be without danger. But if one were to lower their guard here, they would be courting death. It was clear to him that Lin Yun had walked right into his trap, believing himself to be in a winning position.

But in reality, Ouyang Chun was already prepared.

"You must not be familiar with this place," he began, a proud look on his face. "This chamber was originally built to store treasures. Every item here may look plain, but if you examine them closely, you will find that they are all extraordinary."

Lin Yun seemed to be paying no attention. In reality, however, he had silently released Xiao Bai. Xiao Bai's movements were swift, and its presence was incredibly difficult to detect. Coupled with Lin Yun's deliberate concealment, Ouyang Chun had no idea that another creature had suddenly appeared in the stone chamber.

"This item is called the Dragon-Pattern Soul Jade. It can invigorate one's heart and spirit. It might be a good choice for you."

"And this one is impressive, the Jasper Knife."

Ouyang Chun pointed to the items displayed in the chamber one by one, a smug expression on his face, as if he had a close relationship with all of them.

Lin Yun watched all of this, his expression unmoved.

"But the most mysterious of all is that one," he said, pointing to the far side of the room.

The instant Lin Yun turned his head to look, the sound of a trigger being pulled echoed in the chamber.

A bolt from the God-Extinguishing Crossbow was loosed.

It flew with incredible speed. At such a close distance, and given Lin Yun's previous relaxed state, it would have been impossible for him to react in time. The power of the crossbow bolt was more than enough to kill him, even with his sword cultivator's physique.

"Haha!" Ouyang Chun burst out laughing, unable to contain his glee. "It seems the successor to the Azure Origin Sword Style is nothing special after all." He had waited for this moment for far too long.

Just as the crossbow bolt was about to pierce Lin Yun's heart, a furry paw suddenly shot out and clamped down on it. No matter how powerful the bolt was, it was now unable to advance even an inch.

Ouyang Chun was dumbstruck.

Lin Yun slowly turned to look at him. "Did you really think you could kill me with a trick like this? I know you are familiar with everything here. And of course, I understood that you would definitely use the treasures of this place to try and kill me."

As he spoke, Lin Yun slowly raised his sword.

Ouyang Chun's expression turned ugly as he stared at Xiao Bai, now standing beside Lin Yun. He had thought victory was certain, but he never imagined that his entire plan had been seen through by Lin Yun in advance.

Who on earth was this boy? He was always able to anticipate his enemy's moves. No matter how insidious or cunning Ouyang Chun's methods were, Lin Yun could always easily dismantle them.

"This is impossible! How did you know?" Ouyang Chun took a deep breath.

If it were just Lin Yun alone, he might have had a chance. But now, there was also Xiao Bai. The little creature looked ordinary, but its strength was immense. And here in the Sishui Heavenly Palace, it was especially dangerous.

"You wanted to kill me. I sensed that killing intent from the very beginning," Lin Yun sneered. "That's why I never believed you would truly compromise with me."

Just as he would not spare Ouyang Chun, he was certain that Ouyang Chun would not spare him if given the chance.

"Though I don't know why you care so much about this Soul-Returning Wood," Lin Yun continued, his eyes narrowing with a smile, "I imagine that if all the treasures here cannot compare to the single piece of wood in your hand, then its use must be extremely great."

His words made Ouyang Chun's heart leap wildly. This boy had seen through his thoughts. Ouyang Chun's hands trembled, and he took several cautious steps backward. He didn't know how much Lin Yun knew, but it was clear the young man understood far too much.

"All the treasures here, I can give them all to you. It would be enough to make you famous throughout the cultivation world," Ouyang Chun offered with an awkward smile. "This is the Sishui Heavenly Palace. You should understand how difficult it is to find such treasures here."

Lin Yun just shook his head. "The things here are of no use to me."

He wasn't joking. There were indeed many treasures in the Sishui Heavenly Palace, but few of them could truly tempt him. There was nothing particularly special in this secret chamber. Therefore, Ouyang Chun's offer was meaningless.

"How about this: you hand over the Soul-Returning Wood," Lin Yun proposed. "Then get on your knees and beg for mercy. Maybe I'll spare your life. You have to remember, you just tried to kill me. It would be perfectly justified for me to kill you now."

He spoke with the finality of chopped nails and sliced iron, the sword in his hand unwavering.

He had thought this would be enough to make Ouyang Chun back down. He never expected the man to be so stubborn.

Ouyang Chun snorted. "You brat! I have been forbearing at every turn because I didn't want to make things difficult for you. But now you have pressed me step by step, leaving me with no path of retreat. If I back down again today, I will have no more chances!"

Ouyang Chun would not give up the Soul-Returning Wood. Lin Yun knew this in his heart. But he didn't care. The moment he knew their enmity could not be resolved, he had already prepared to kill this man. Originally, Lin Yun had just wanted to come and have a look, to gaze upon the ancient treasures with his own eyes. He never thought he would discover something so different.

And Ouyang Chun could not allow his secret to be exposed.

As for Lin Yun, from any angle, he now had to deal with Ouyang Chun.

With a great roar, Ouyang Chun stepped forward and thrust his sword out. The attack came with ferocious momentum.

Facing this powerful blow, Lin Yun chose to parry it gently with the Myriad Blossoms Sword Style. But this time, Ouyang Chun was truly fighting for his life. His attacks grew more and more vicious, and he even began to use insidious moves. He was a high-level expert, yet who would have thought he would resort to such despicable methods?

The instant Lin Yun blocked a strike, Ouyang Chun suddenly threw a cloud of white powder. The smell was pungent; one could tell at a glance that something was wrong with it. Lin Yun frowned.

At that same moment, Ouyang Chun flung out a dozen throwing knives.

"You brat, I admit you have some skill. But don't you forget, this is my home turf. It's not your place to be arrogant here!"

Ouyang Chun gloated, a look of certain victory on his face.

Even Lin Yun couldn't help but wonder how this man could possibly think he could win. The current situation might look like Ouyang Chun had the upper hand, but that was only because Lin Yun was worried about destroying the chamber.

After all, a battle between the two of them would have no small impact.