Fantasy: I Can Control the Script of My Life

Lin Yun knew, of course, that whether it was the Flowing Cloud Sect or the powers behind it, they were all a bunch of hypocrites. He had never trusted them to act like decent human beings.

But he never would have imagined that they would resort to such a method to deal with Bai Zhuqing—refining him into a puppet. Such a technique was utterly depraved. How could a supposedly prestigious and righteous sect have the audacity to do such a thing? But alas, sometimes the world was just that absurd.

With his own power, Lin Yun could perhaps solve many problems. But in the current situation, he had no particularly good options.

The next moment, Lin Yun amplified the power of his killing intent domain, trying to prevent the puppet Bai Zhuqing from causing him any more trouble. He now had to focus all his attention on Fan Zuming.

With it came a new technique: the Seven Kills Sword Style.

If Lin Yun had been holding back before, he was now going all out. Gu Xiande would die today, without a doubt. But Lin Yun would absolutely not allow Fan Zuming to escape either.

Fan Zuming had thought he had made a clean getaway. But in the next instant, dozens of streams of sword Qi surrounded him from all directions. Only then did he realize with a shock that this incredibly young Lin Yun had already mastered the ability of a domain. This was a power that completely surpassed his own strength and realm. If it were anyone else, he would never have believed it. But now, Lin Yun was genuinely displaying such a technique right before his eyes.

Fan Zuming's brow furrowed. In the next moment, a black mist condensed around his body. Within the mist, shadowy figures materialized and devoured all of Lin Yun's sword Qi.

"You've got some tricks, brat," Fan Zuming said, a new seriousness in his tone. "To actually force me to take you this seriously." Faced with Lin Yun's peculiar strength, he knew he couldn't be careless. He was a great figure, after all. If he were to capsize his boat in a ditch today, he would become a laughingstock.

Lin Yun, meanwhile, was carefully sizing up Fan Zuming. He knew the Flowing Cloud Sect had an endless stream of tricks. But for now, he needed to make Fan Zuming release his control over Bai Zhuqing.

"My grudge today is with the Flowing Cloud Sect and Gu Xiande. If Your Excellency does not wish to get involved, release Bai Zhuqing before I change my mind. Otherwise, no one will be leaving this place alive today." As Lin Yun spoke, his gaze fell upon Fan Zuming.

A panel quickly appeared in his vision.

[Name]: Fan Zuming

[Realm]: Myriad Law - Stage 8

[Destiny Template]: Puppet Master (Gold)

[Puppet Master]: You possess a natural talent for puppetry. Your success rate and the effectiveness of your puppets are enhanced.

[Cravenly Clings to Life]: You fear death more than most and will resort to any means to survive. [Fated Death-Calamity]: Don't think too much. Eat well, sleep early.

[Heavy with Evil Karma]: Good and evil will eventually be repaid; the Heavenly Dao's cycle is fair. Your good days are over. It is time to atone for your sins.

[Attributes]: Cravenly Clings to Life (Blue), Fated Death-Calamity (Black), Heavy with Evil Karma (Black)

[Fate]: At the Flowing Cloud Sect, he controls Bai Zhuqing to try and kill Lin Yun, but suffers a backlash from his own puppetry arts and dies, grievously wounded, at Lin Yun's hands.

[Recent Turning Point]: Uses puppetry to control Bai Zhuqing and attempts to use the puppet's power to kill Lin Yun.

It had to be said, while Fan Zuming's true strength was yet to be determined, his plan was a decent one. He wanted to use Bai Zhuqing's power to kill Lin Yun. But the evil deeds he himself had committed were simply too numerous. Because of this, that power would, in this moment, rebound upon him.

All Lin Yun had to do now was hold Fan Zuming off for as long as possible. Although Fan Zuming would surely not admit defeat easily right now, he would soon understand what a great benefit it would have been to have just listened to Lin Yun's words.

But alas, the current Fan Zuming still naively believed himself to be invincible.

"In all these years, you are the first to dare threaten me like this. With your realm, what method will you use to kill me?" Fan Zuming taunted. As he spoke, a dozen bronze automatons appeared behind him.

Fan Zuming's personal strength wasn't overwhelming, but he was, after all, a formidable Puppet Master. As he summoned the automatons, a confident smile touched his lips. He knew Lin Yun was not easy to deal with, but the situation now was different from before. Even if Lin Yun was strong, it meant nothing to the current Fan Zuming.

"Brat, I truly don't know where you get your confidence, daring to come here and offend me. If you were just dealing with Gu Xiande, you might have some skill. But if you think you can challenge me with your meager power, why don't you tell me how you plan to handle this situation?"

Evidently, Fan Zuming was extremely confident in his own abilities. After all, he had so many bronze automatons, and each one possessed the strength of the Spirit Cauldron Realm. This was one of the reasons Puppet Masters were so rare in the cultivation world. To simultaneously control so many puppets required immense strength and talent. And Fan Zuming's level of skill had reached a deep and unfathomable stage.

Lin Yun's expression turned grim. It was true; facing so many bronze automatons, he really didn't know where to begin.

From a distance, Zhen Pingqing looked at the automatons, his face full of envy. "Is this the power of a Puppet Master?"

The power of a Puppet Master was something countless people dreamed of. But those who could truly wield such power were as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns in the entire cultivation world. You could count the number of famous Puppet Masters on one hand. Yet this Fan Zuming was an expert they had never even heard of.

"It seems the cultivation world will not be peaceful for some time. Even reclusive old monsters like this have appeared," Tang Miaoling sighed.

Fan Zuming's appearance made everyone realize the gravity of the situation. If these old monsters who had never meddled in worldly affairs were making their move, could those even more terrifying existences be far behind? It seemed the events of Zhenhuang Hall were beginning to ferment ahead of schedule.

Faced with the dozen bronze automatons, Lin Yun took a deep breath, his hands gripping the hilt of his sword tightly. As a sword cultivator, no matter the situation, he would always press forward. When had he ever shrunk back?

Besides, he knew that the most important thing now was to persevere. Once Fan Zuming's Yuan Qi was exhausted, he would surely suffer a backlash.

"In that case, let's settle this with a real fight," Lin Yun said, charging forward again.

And at that moment, Gu Xiande attacked from the side.

"Bold and arrogant ruffian, to your death!"