Spinning thirty-six thousand degrees into the air

Jiang Fu narrowed his eyes slightly.

He studied the Fate-Playing Doll closely.

It looked like an ordinary handmade rag doll, utterly unremarkable, with every stitch and seam clearly visible.

There was nothing distinctive about it.

Even tossed beside the road, it would not have earned a second glance.

But Jiang Fu noticed something.

The Fate-Playing Doll wore a blue-green ruqun, somewhat similar to Domain Monster: Qingwu's attire.

It seemed there really was a connection between the two.

At that moment.

The Fate-Playing Doll hovered above Gu Lingge's head.

Its hands rose slightly.

A pale blue-green glow radiated from its body.

Fine red threads streamed from its fingertips.

They instantly locked down the space around Jiang Fu, leaving him nowhere to retreat.

...Domain Monster: Qingwu also possessed spatial abilities.

At that moment.

The previously unremarkable Fate-Playing Doll.

Suddenly took on an uncanny, unsettling appearance.

Domain Monster: Qingwu needs to speak to someone and receive a response before activating an ability... so this Fate-Playing Doll...

While Jiang Fu pondered this.

Gu Lingge suddenly moved.

Her toes tapped against empty air.

She drifted up to Jiang Fu as though floating.

Her lovely face shone with charm, her eyes sparkling as she smiled.

"Hey, handsome, who's prettier, Shi Jiu or me?"

Her voice was sultry, enough to steal a soul.

As Gu Lingge spoke.

The threads of fate shooting from the Fate-Playing Doll's fingertips.

Had already pierced through space.

And completely entwined Jiang Fu's body.

All they needed was his answer.

And he would fall under fate's control!

A barely suppressed gleam of excitement flickered in Gu Lingge's eyes.

As long as you dare answer me.

No matter what you say.

Your fate will be mine to control!

Tianhuang Martial Arts University's top freshman?

Is that all you've got?

Up in the stands.

Lu