Imperial Fate
Choosing Ying Fu was a choice Chen Ling made after deep consideration.
Actually, at first, Chen Ling wanted to draw the skills of the people in the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path. But thinking carefully, Master didn't have a name, only the codename "Nameless Actor." The same was true for Mo Jue and Clown... Then the only available choices were Ning Ruyu, Luan Mei, and Wen Renyou.
These three respectively corresponded to the Sheng Role, Dan Role, and Jing Role. Their skills were mostly related to these professions as well. Although Chen Ling inherited Chen Yan's talent, he didn't think he could perfectly adapt to the abilities of these professions. Forcibly adding a skill that didn't match himself might not be a good thing.
Besides this, although Yang Xiao also appeared in this play, he was only an Ordinary Person, not the "Lord of the Aurora." The same was true for Su Zhiwei. Even though they both eventually mastered a portion of theoretical power, it was still too early stage and not of much use to Chen Ling.
Xiao Chunping's Su Embroidery, as well as the skills of those members of the [Floating Life Painting] in the Red Dust Domain, including the Oiled Paper Umbrella, also didn't match Chen Ling. After eliminating all of these, the only one truly necessary to draw from was actually just Ying Fu left.
Although the Path of the Sovereign didn't have offensive skills, the authority it inherently possessed was truly too terrifying... Just the single skill of being able to instantly raise one's Rank by subduing subordinates was enough to make Chen Ling risk a try!
Chen Ling himself had a large number of offensive skills. If he added the Path of the Sovereign's authority that could instantly elevate his Rank, then he would absolutely be stronger than Ying Fu, and stronger by more than just one level!
As the two words "Ying Fu" fell, Card Faces were gradually outlined from nothingness one by one.
Seeing the scene before him, Chen Ling suddenly stood frozen on the spot.
In front of him, there were a total of eleven cards!
When Chen Ling drew others' skills before, it wasn't that he hadn't seen this many cards, but Ying Fu's Card Faces were completely different... First of all, he didn't have any greyish-white cards, representing that he didn't possess any life skills unrelated to the Divine Path. That is to say, these eleven cards were all Divine Path Skills!
And among these eleven cards, five had similar suits, representing that they came from the same Divine Path Path. Chen Ling guessed it was highly likely Nie Yu's [Heavenly Wolf]. Looking at it this way, the "skills" of subjects would all be copied into the skills of the Path of the Sovereign, entering the "gacha pool" that Chen Ling drew from.
Among the remaining six cards, there was also one silver Card Face...
Chen Ling had seen this kind of silver Card Face. Last time when he drew the Lord of the Aurora's skills, the other party's Card Face was also like this. Silver should be the exclusive color for "theoretical" skills. The moment he saw this card, Chen Ling thought of Lou Yu.
Lou Yu was also one of the Nine Monarchs, and had reached some kind of cooperation with Ying Fu. Before, when fighting with Ying Fu, the other party had also used a skill similar to matter conversion. It seemed it came from here... But the difference between him and Nie Yu was that he hadn't submitted to Ying Fu. The two sides should only have a cooperative relationship, so there was only one card belonging to him here, rather than possessing the complete Path skills like Nie Yu... Was this also one of the skills of the Path of the Sovereign?
Chen Ling's gaze turned to the last five cards. These five cards should be the exclusive skills of the Path of the Sovereign. That authority he wanted was right among them.
"Hope for good luck..."
Chen Ling secretly prayed for a moment and randomly tapped on one of the Card Faces. As the other Card Faces disappeared, a few lines of characters appeared in front of Chen Ling:
"Skill: [Imperial Fate]"
"Affiliation: Path of the Sovereign, [Emperor] Path"
"Character: Ying Fu."
Seeing this, Chen Ling's heart slightly stirred.
He successfully drew the exclusive skill of the Path of the Sovereign. A five in eleven probability, it was pretty good... However, this skill didn't seem to be the skill that allowed the Rank to float freely?
Chen Ling absorbed this skill, and the related information instantly surfaced in his mind.
"Only one person possessing the [Imperial Fate] will appear in an era. Under this authority, all possessors of the Divine Path will be pushed by fate to unconsciously approach the person possessing the [Imperial Fate]..." Chen Ling opened his eyes, his expression somewhat strange.
He failed to draw the Rank floating, but instead drew the ability to attract other Divine Path Possessors... Chen Ling was somewhat speechless. For a moment, he didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing?
According to common sense, only one [Imperial Fate] would appear in an era. Originally, this person was Ying Fu, but after he drew this ability, it became a "Dual Imperial Fate" era that had never appeared in history before... When two "vortices" attracting Divine Paths existed simultaneously in the world, what would happen?
Regardless of how it was said, after having the [Imperial Fate], there would be more and more Divine Path Possessors around Chen Ling. This meant that the characters he could draw from for each play would also be more and more. The selectivity would be stronger, and it would be easier to find the skills most suitable for himself... Judging from this point alone, it was undoubtedly a good thing.
After Chen Ling finished drawing the skill, he returned his consciousness to his body and slowly woke up from his slumber.
The first thing to catch his eye was a pure white ceiling, but judging from the furnishings, it wasn't Chen Ling's own room, but Ning Ruyu's bedroom... He propped up his body with both hands, reluctantly sat up from the bed, and looked to his side.
He saw that on the bedside table, a row of items was neatly arranged: a white porcelain vase with a red plum branch inserted, an exquisitely delicate bento box, an ordinary-looking fruit basket, and... a bright, shiny Glass marble.
Seeing these four items, Chen Ling smiled slightly. He already guessed that several senior brothers and sisters had all come by, so he tried to get up and out of bed.
The originally blood-drenched wounds had all been meticulously stitched up at this moment, and the organs had also been stuffed back into their original positions. Chen Ling supported himself against the wall and stood up from the edge of the bed. Although he felt somewhat weak, it wasn't as if he couldn't walk.
"Hmm... should be unable to die."
Chen Ling simply judged his physical condition, then pushed the door open and walked out of the bedroom. Just as he was about to call out to Ning Ruyu, he saw the study door opposite was half open.
Chen Ling walked forward with some confusion, finding that Ning Ruyu was sitting in front of a wide desk, facing the window and with his back to Chen Ling. The study window was open. At this moment, a bird that seemed to be wearing red eyeshadow was lying at the window, leisurely pecking its own feathers. On its leg, a tiny hollow tube was tied.
A messenger of the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path?
It was also Chen Ling's first time seeing this kind of bird. It didn't look like a species that existed in reality. Its feathers in the sunlight were actually as transparent as Amber...
Ning Ruyu was holding a sticky note in his hand, seemingly taken out from the hollow tube on the bird's leg. Slowly opening it under the sunlight, after his gaze swept over a line of small text on it, his pupils shrank abruptly!
"How is this possible... Master's prediction was wrong?" Ning Ruyu's expression was incomparably solemn. Ever since entering the Ancient Vault of the Drama Path, this was Chen Ling's first time seeing First Senior Brother so serious.
"First Senior Brother?" Chen Ling called out lightly from outside the door.
Ning Ruyu froze for a moment, subconsciously hiding the sticky note, and turned his gaze back to look at Chen Ling.
"Little Junior Brother, why did you get out of bed??"