20demayo Chapter 64 Threats and Enticements
Chapter 64 Threats and Enticements
Dai Youheng casually tossed Ling Ya back onto the carpet in the center of the room.
"Now you should understand the difference between us, right?" Dai Youheng patted non-existent dust off his hands. "Killing you would be effortless for me. So, stop with your pointless little schemes and tests."
He walked to the sofa and sat down, his gaze calmly fixed on Ling Ya, who was coughing and panting violently on the floor, looking at him with a complex expression.
"What I'm about to say concerns your future, so listen carefully."
Ling Ya clutched his throat, struggled to sit up, and looked at the unfathomable young man before him, finally abandoning all hope.
The difference in strength was so great that any resistance would be futile. He said in a hoarse voice, "You speak."
"I'm buying you because you meet my requirements," Dai Youheng said bluntly. "You have the cultivation of a Soul Master, are a Level 4 Soul Master, and most importantly, you bear a deep-seated blood feud and have ample reason to hate the existing order and certain so-called 'nobles'."
"Hatred is the best flame for forging a sharp blade, and that's exactly what I value." Dai Youheng's gaze sharpened. "I can give you hope for revenge, a power far beyond your imagination. Enough to give you the means to personally seek justice from that Xuanming Sect scum, and even the entire Xu family!"
revenge!
These two words were like the strongest stimulus, instantly igniting the almost extinguished flame in Ling Ya's eyes. However, he forcibly suppressed his excitement and maintained his last bit of composure. "What is the price? There is no such thing as a free lunch, especially... for someone like you."
He no longer used the word "aristocrat," but his wariness remained.
"The price?" Dai Youheng smiled, a smile carrying a cold and absolute sense of control. "The price is your absolute loyalty, and your future path."
He leaned forward slightly, his voice low, yet it struck Ling Ya's heart like a heavy hammer: "I will use a special method to forcibly raise your soul power to the level of a ninety-level Title Douluo!"
"What?!" Ling Ya sprang to his feet, his expression no longer one of shock, but of utter horror and absurdity. "Level ninety? A Title Douluo! This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
This completely overturned his understanding of things over the past few decades. He was just a Soul Master, how could his soul power be suddenly and forcibly raised to the legendary Title Douluo level?
"Within my capabilities, nothing is impossible." Dai Youheng's tone was calm yet carried a convincing and powerful confidence. "But this method has its flaws. First, your potential will be exhausted, your soul power will stagnate at level ninety, and it will be very difficult for you to make any further progress in your life."
Upon hearing this, Ling Ya's excitement cooled slightly, but it was quickly replaced by even greater fervor!
Level 90 for life? What kind of flaw is that? For someone like him, who was originally destined to be a Soul Emperor or Soul Saint and dreamed of revenge, it was an unimaginable blessing.
"Secondly," Dai Youheng continued, his eyes gleaming with a deep, unfathomable light, "this power originates from me, and is naturally under my control. I will place a binding force within you, and from then on, your life and death, the continuation of your power, will all be in my hands. Choose to accept, and you will become my weapon. I will give you the power and opportunity for revenge."
His tone suddenly turned cold. "But if you choose to refuse, then I'll send you on your way right now. After all, we have no debt of gratitude or affection, and I can't let you use my money to gain your freedom and take advantage of me for nothing, especially since you also know my secret. I'm not that kind; I won't let you leave alive if you refuse."
The room fell into a deathly silence, with only Ling Ya's heavy breathing remaining.
He stood there, his chest heaving violently, his mind in the midst of an unprecedented and intense internal struggle.
On one side is the ultimate temptation of instant success and personal revenge; on the other side is absolute enslavement, surrendering freedom and having one's life and death at the mercy of others.
The scene of her parents' tragic deaths, her sister's helpless eyes, the arrogant face of her enemy, and the city lord's cold betrayal.
The scenes unfolded like the most intense poisonous fire, instantly burning away all his hesitation and fear!
What difference does it make whether he's alive or dead now? He's just clinging to life, with no hope of revenge. Or should he seize this only chance, even if it means selling his soul to the devil?
The answer is obvious!
thump!
Ling Ya abruptly knelt on both knees, no longer forced to kneel on one knee, but in complete submission. He slammed his forehead heavily onto the carpet, his voice trembling violently with extreme excitement, resolve, and a sense of relief. "I, Ling Ya, am willing to accept all your conditions. If Master can truly grant me the power of revenge, I, Ling Ya, will serve you as my master for the rest of my life. From this day forward, my life, my soul, everything I have belongs to you! Your will will be my blade's target; I will have no other choice! I only ask that Master... grant me power!"
He chose to believe in this incredible miracle, betting everything he had on a future where blood would be repaid in blood.
Looking at Ling Ya, who had completely submitted, Dai Youheng revealed a satisfied expression. A soul driven by hatred is indeed the easiest to control.
"Very good." He slowly stood up. "Remember your choice and vow today. I gave you strength, and you gave everything—it's fair!"
"Now, relax and accept this gift."
Dai Youheng extended his finger and touched Ling Ya's brow. The Martial Soul of the Reversing Fate Demon Pill quietly activated, and the phantom of the "Yin Yang Reversing Fate Lotus Seed Pill," which was half red and half blue and seemed to have ice and fire lotus flowers floating and rotating inside, condensed at his fingertip, exuding an incomparably majestic and contradictory primordial aura.
The phantom of the elixir transformed into a stream of light interwoven with red and blue, instantly disappearing into Ling Ya's wide-open mouth!
"boom--!!"
Ling Ya's body shuddered violently! His eyes were instantly filled with intense red and icy blue light! An unimaginable amount of energy erupted within him like a volcano, frantically scouring, expanding, tearing, and then reshaping every meridian and every cell in his body!
His soul power surged wildly at an unprecedented and terrifying speed, launching the most violent attack on the unattainable level ninety bottleneck.
Extreme pain instantly overwhelmed him, his meridians seemingly torn apart and then reshaped. But amidst this devastating agony, he clearly felt his soul power surging wildly at an unprecedented speed, breaking through one previously insurmountable bottleneck after another! The pain was real, but the ever-increasing, overwhelming power was even more real!
Pain and power intertwine; destruction and rebirth coexist.
The first Title Douluo, personally created by Dai Youheng, is undergoing extreme torment of pain and ecstasy as he takes step by step toward his birth!