The Foolish Him, the Foolish Future, the Foolish Me

"On the surface, he bestowed honor upon me, granted me power, and regarded me as a precious jewel."

"In reality, I am nothing more than a sacrifice he keeps in a cage. When the time is right, not only me, but countless Alien Race will become the final stepping stone for him to ascend to the Heavenly Emperor."

As she spoke, Lv Yingxin sighed helplessly.

"In other words, my greatest enemy has never been you, but the seemingly magnificent Royal Court behind me."

"If I don't help you, I'll die. I have no choice."

After listening, Qin Wangchuan's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

That reason does sound somewhat plausible.

A being close to the Heavenly Emperor, seeking to ascend to the top, used a descendant with prophetic talent as a sacrifice—this wouldn't be surprising even if it happened in the Three Thousand Provinces, let alone in Foreign Lands.

But this only explains why she wanted to help him; it doesn't explain what she could offer.

Lv Yingxin watched the subtle changes in his expression, and a strange feeling spread through her heart.

Even though it was their first meeting, she felt as if she already knew every subtle expression, movement, and even the meaning behind his eyes.

He took another step forward, lowering his voice, which carried a seductive rhythm:

"The path to becoming King Sovereign is arduous; you are alone, and your opponent is the entire Foreign Lands."

"But with my full assistance, things will be much easier."

"I will give everything to help you become the one and only king."

Lv Yingxin leaned forward slightly, her warm breath almost brushing against his cheek:

"What you need to do is join forces with me to destroy the Banquet Royal Court."

"How about it? This deal is pretty good, isn't it?"

After saying that, she even leaned her head closer, almost touching his ear, and whispered:

"My... King."

This form of address caused Qin Wangchuan's brows to twitch slightly once more.

He stood up, avoiding her overly close presence, and slowly paced around the Dojo.

The warnings left by the future in another time and space may have some reference value for the present, but they should never be blindly followed.

Spirit Law Dao wanted to kill her because of a possible "trouble".

The collaboration she offered at this moment was a perfect opportunity.

With this thought in mind, he made his decision.

"We can cooperate." Qin Wangchuan stopped and turned to look at her, his gaze calm and unwavering. "But you need to have a backup plan."

This was mainly to prevent her from retaliating.

Lv Yingxin was not surprised by Qin Wangchuan's caution; in fact, it seemed as if she had expected it.

Without arguing, he calmly raised his hands, his fingertips forming an ancient and complex mudra.

The next instant, two warm and radiant orbs of light, imbued with her Origin Source aura, slowly flew out from between her brows, hovering in the air and trembling slightly.

Then, as if drawn by something, the ball of light gently landed on his forehead.

Qin Wangchuan was slightly taken aback.

"This is... Divine Soul?"

And there were two of them.

"Right."

Lv Yingxin's face visibly paled, and her breath weakened slightly, but her tone remained calm, "I will entrust two of my Divine Soul to you."

"So, are you relieved?"

Humans have three souls, and so do Alien Race.

Although the Divine Soul leaving the body does not necessarily lead to immediate death, if the holder erases it in a single thought, the person from whom it was separated will perish in an instant.

A Divine Soul represents submission.

These two agreements, far exceeding ordinary contracts or oaths, represent absolute obedience, akin to "enslavement," where life and death are completely handed over to the other party's control.

"You're actually willing to be Soul Slave?"

He had assumed the other party would at most make a vow, but he hadn't expected them to be so resolute.

"Soul Slave, is that what you call them in the Three Thousand Provinces?"

Lv Yingxin asked in a low voice as if she already knew the answer, then raised her eyes.

Her pale face did not diminish her aura; on the contrary, it made her smile appear even sharper and more sinister.

"I am in Foreign Lands, born to stand above Myriad Races. With power in my hands, Myriad Races bow their heads. Even someone like Xuanye must bow his head and address me as 'Your His Highness'."

"Apart from the King Sovereign, ordinary Alien Race would prostrate themselves and hold their breath, not daring to raise their eyes, even if they could only see the outline of my carriage from afar."

The girl tilted her head slightly, her pale golden eyes still gleaming with a mixture of allure and provocation despite her weakness. Her voice was low, with a hint of hoarse magnetism:

"For someone of my status, I now willingly bow my head and become your slave... Master, are you satisfied?"

The words had barely left his mouth.

As if changing her expression, the alluring charm and provocation on her face vanished instantly, replaced by her initial aloofness.

He raised his wrist, still bound by rune shackles, and spoke in a flat tone:

"I have shown the utmost sincerity."

"Now that you've accepted it, shouldn't you untie this?"

She was still a proud Soul Slave.

He was already worried that she might turn around and bite him later, but now that she has offered up two souls, it's exactly what he wanted.

Qin Wangchuan did not refuse.

With a slight thought, he drew those two Divine Soul into the depths of his Sea of Consciousness, imprinting them with his own mark.

Almost simultaneously, Lv Yingxin trembled violently, her legs went weak, and she staggered forward.

Qin Wangchuan instinctively reached out to support him.

Lv Yingxin leaned against his arm, raised her head, her pale golden eyes slightly unfocused due to weakness, yet she still stared unblinkingly at his face so close to hers.

Her lips trembled slightly as she murmured:

"So this is what it feels like to have your Divine Soul enveloped and controlled by someone else."

"A pervasive sense of constraint, as if every wisp of your consciousness is tied to your every thought. Is this what it feels like to be controlled by someone else...?"

Although in the foreseeable future, Lv Yingxin has become Qin Wangchuan's Soul Slave many times, and is subject to his control.

But that was ultimately just a scene 'seen'.

This is the first time I've experienced something like this firsthand.

She took a breath, a faint smile appearing on her pale face, and concluded:

"It's very uncomfortable. I don't know why my future self would like this feeling."

If you feel uncomfortable.

Qin Wangchuan released her hand, letting her regain her balance on her own. His voice was calm and unwavering. "You shouldn't have come before me, much less have surrendered your Divine Soul. Don't think I'll show you pity just because you're a woman, like others do."

Lv Yingxin back; though her breath was weak, her eyes were unusually bright.

"Although it's very uncomfortable, I can get used to it."

She spoke softly, her eyes crinkling at the corners, making the cinnabar mole appear even more crimson against her pale face:

"After all, from now on... I'll probably be in this state for a long time."