Lin Ao had completely lost consciousness.
Long Aotian and Uncle Zhang immediately carried Lin Ao into the medical room in the house. Qin Yun was still asleep inside.
A group of medical staff surrounded Lin Ao and began running all kinds of examinations.
Lin Ao opened his eyes again and found himself in a vast, white space. Why did this place seem a little familiar?
A huge golden orb of light floated over. Why did this orb give him such a familiar feeling, too?
Before Lin Ao could ask, the orb transformed one of its tendrils into a hand and snapped its fingers.
A flood of memories surged into Lin Ao's mind.
[Congratulations, Lin Ao!]
"Congratulations to you too, Heavenly Mandate!"
Lin Ao raised his head, a victorious smile spreading across his face.
[This is a very good start, but things will only get harder from here. With Xiao Fan's death, Fate will surely notice something.]
"Won't it just wake up and kill me?"
Lin Ao wondered if this was some kind of victory trial ticket: letting him taste the sweetness of changing Fate, only to send him back to that hellish life afterward?
[Heh. I know you're in a hurry, but don't be. Hear me out.]
Lin Ao's mouth twitched. Why did that sound so irritating?
[Don't worry. It's still asleep and won't wake up just yet. My Heavenly Mandate energy isn't so easy to absorb.]
[Once it falls asleep, it focuses on absorbing my power as quickly as possible. It uses its Fate puppets to gather and convert that power into its own. It's afraid something might go wrong, so it has to absorb all my energy as soon as it can.]
[After all, I am the "Heavenly Mandate." Sometimes, the Heavenly Mandate simply doesn't play by the