Little Jian's Breakdown
Control Room.
Chen Ling looked at the completely broken pair in the mirror, gently rubbing his chin, looking like a director reviewing his own work, seeming extremely satisfied.
Tu Tian and Fudi were both Fifth-Tier, and both represented extreme power. If they were not divided, the lethality brought by these two joining hands probably no one could withstand. When they both got out of the Dark Palace, I'm afraid they could really snatch two [Heaven-Reaching Star Positions]... What a pity, they met Director Chen.
The weakness of the Qiankun Twins lay in that they had been protected too well by the Dragon-Strangling Warriors in the past, and there were still major flaws in their mentalities. And Manipulating Minds was exactly Chen Ling's strong suit.
One Spirit Serpent, a few lines of rules, and the Dao Hearts of the renowned Qiankun Twins collapsed, turning them against each other.
In fact, Chen Ling didn't deliberately control their emotions. He merely released the dark side that originally hid in the hearts of these people, coordinating with appropriate environment, lighting, and pacing... Whether it was the jealousy in those people's hearts, or the deepest hidden disdain Fudi had towards Tu Tian, they all existed originally.
Tu Tian was relatively emotional, while Fudi carried arrogance within his Rationality. Fudi was betrayed by a woman he treated as a plaything, and was already annoyed. Right then he happened to see the scene of Tu Tian seemingly finding true love and cuddling with a girl to move forward, and the hostility in his heart naturally surged madly. Possessing arrogance and a desire for control, he couldn't accept Tu Tian being better off than him, which led to the incident of forcing Tu Tian to kill.
And in this process, the only thing Chen Ling did was use the Spirit Serpent to catalyze the violent hostility in Fudi's heart a little, making the conflict even sharper and more intense!
"That's about enough."
Chen Ling turned his gaze to the other several palaces. Besides the route of the Qiankun Twins, the other routes had basically advanced to the final level as well, but under the condition where Chen Ling didn't use "under-the-table manipulation", the other several routes had an average of three people surviving.
At this speed, I'm afraid the line where the Qiankun Twins were would really be the first to reach the [Privilege]. And ultimately, regardless of who among the two of them took the Stone Ball, they would be able to leave the Dark Palace before the others arrived...
"It's time to speed up everyone's progress..." Chen Ling pondered for a moment, and pressed a button on the central control panel,
"Open the doors, release Little Jian."
...
Deep within the Dark Palace.
In a certain narrow enclosed space.
"Level One:"
"Roll a '6' with the dice twice consecutively, then the door can be opened."
A simple line of text on a noticeboard hung in the air. In front of a heavy large door, Jian Changsheng's eyes were bloodshot. His hands were crazily shaking a black cup containing a die, shaking his head and swaying as if casting a spell.
"Heaven's spirit, earth's spirit, this time Your Father will definitely succeed..."
"Will definitely succeed, will definitely succeed..."
"6! 6! 6!"
"Open!"
Smack—!!
As Jian Changsheng violently slammed the black cup upside down on the ground, then lifted it, a die rested quietly on the ground.
[1].
"Fuck your mother!!!" Jian Changsheng angrily threw the cup aside, cursing and swearing,
"Good on you, Hearts! Scheming against Your Father like this, huh?!"
"Do you think I'm very formidable now, and afraid I'll snatch your [Heaven-Reaching Star Position], so you use such despicable means to trap me?!"
"At least let me fight someone! Still rolling dice... Who the fuck are you insulting?!"
"I'm so angry, I'm so angry!!"
In the Dark Palace, those whose Dao Hearts collapsed were not only Tu Tian, but also Little Jian.
Ever since being schemed against by Chen Ling and falling into the Dark Palace, Jian Changsheng was trapped in this narrow small space. Because passing this level didn't require dead people and relied purely on luck, Chen Ling felt it was too simple, so he simply hid it... But using it to lock up Little Jian couldn't be more suitable.
Jian Changsheng was trapped here for several hours, and had smashed eight dice to pieces, yet he forcefully couldn't roll two consecutive "6"s... Even the situations of rolling a single "6" could be counted on one's fingers!
Jian Changsheng even felt that he most likely wouldn't be able to get out in this lifetime.
Just as he sat down to rest in exasperation, the large door before his eyes automatically opened amidst a low hum, a deep passage leading to who knows where.
Jian Changsheng's eyes lit up. Just as he prepared to get up and leave this damn place, he suddenly seemed to realize something, and withdrew the steps he had taken... He coldly snorted, raised his head to look at the nothingness above and said:
"Good on you, Hearts, what? You let me stay here so I stay here, you let me go so I go?"
"Your Father is not your marionette! This time I just won't go, what can you do to me?"
Jian Changsheng knew Chen Ling could definitely see him, so he simply sat down cross-legged on the spot directly, putting on a posture of a dead pig not fearing boiling water.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Crack—
The dead silent space didn't get any response. Just when Jian Changsheng felt he was finally acting tough for once, the floor beneath him suddenly opened, and his whole person plummeted into darkness amidst screams and curses.
...
Heart 7 and Club 7, walked side by side in the long corridor.
Having continuously rushed through two levels, the other participants on this path were basically already dead. And the two of them, relying on the Beggar's divination, successfully avoided all the sure-death segments, and then by borrowing Club 7's Combat Power, charged all the way to here.
But even so, the two of them more or less carried injuries on their bodies, and compared to before entering the Dark Palace, they looked miserable and haggard.
"Something's not right... This 'Dark Palace' is really not right."
The more the Beggar walked, the stranger he felt, and couldn't help but speak, "These few levels, each one is more devoid of humanity than the last. I feel they truly didn't plan to leave a path of survival for people... There's still a period of time until the final struggle, it shouldn't go to the extent of clearing the field so early, right?"
"... It is a bit strange." Club 7 was deep in thought.
"If I knew earlier I wouldn't have come to join the fun of this Dark Palace. The two of us won't really plant ourselves here, right?"
"Hard to say, there's still a level ahead, I'm afraid it's also fraught with grim possibilities."
"This is asking for our lives... It was so hard to sneak in, if we get eliminated so early, we'll be laughed at by the other Society members for a lifetime!" The Beggar seemed to have already imagined the scene of meeting those few guys next time, especially Heart 9, that guy's strength in mocking people was absolutely top-notch. His face became incomparably ugly for a time.
"What about the other few who sneaked in?"
"I don't know... The Old District is too big, I haven't encountered them yet."
"Alright then."
Right while the two were speaking, the passage in front of their eyes suddenly seemed to come alive, beginning to shift towards another direction. The two immediately stopped their footsteps, vigilantly observing the surroundings.
A roaring sound like the intersection of train tracks came from ahead. After the two exchanged a glance, they continued to walk forward a few steps, arriving at a spacious underground space.