Zhu Qiansi had indeed initially prepared to fight for a one percent chance of freedom, but just as Lin Yu was about to leave the instance...
She heard the sound of copper bells ringing.
Subsequently, Zhu Qiansi sensed an extremely terrifying aura—it belonged to a target that, even if she exhausted all her strength, she would definitely be unable to conquer.
If there was a one percent or even a zero-point-one percent chance of hope, perhaps she could still give it a try, but if she couldn't see even the slightest hope... Zhu Qiansi naturally wouldn't throw her life away in vain.
What's more, she could sense that, judging from the fellow who was about to arrive... she didn't even have the qualifications to risk her life against the other party.
Under Lin Yu's control, she might lose her freedom, but in that other party's hands... she would likely lose both her life and her freedom before she died.
Of the two evils, choose the lesser.
And Lin Yu was naturally extremely satisfied with this result.
After confirming that Zhu Qiansi's condition was stable, Lin Yu put her away as well.
At present, Zhu Qiansi had indeed lost all her cultivation and looked even more aloof and mechanical than before—this reason wasn't difficult to guess, either. In giving up the Thousand-Eyed Thousand-Silk Demon Lord, Zhu Qiansi had also disguisedly given up the karma threads she had swallowed in the past.
It was equivalent to losing her database.
However, Lin Yu didn't care. All he needed was Zhu Qiansi's mystic technique for using karma threads and the Fragment of Fate that had already fused with her.
Although the loss of her cultivation had greatly weakened the effect of the karma threads, as long as they could still be used, that was