“Three conditions?”
A dark shadow flickered in Fu Yanxiong’s eyes. Just moments ago he had threatened Li Feng with three conditions, and now Li Feng was turning the tables with three of his own. It was a blatant slap in the face. Yet Fu Yanxiong knew he had no choice unless he wanted to die.
He snorted coldly in his heart and thought: I’ll agree for now, leave this place, and then make Li Feng pay for offending me.
With that in mind, Fu Yanxiong said to Li Feng, “Li Feng, I accept your conditions.”
“Young Master Fu, I haven’t even told you what they are and you’re already accepting? Do you even know what they are?” Li Feng smiled, but the smile carried a chilling edge.
“Whatever they are, I accept them all.” Fu Yanxiong knew his acceptance was only temporary, so the content was irrelevant to him.
“Is that so?” Li Feng gave a cold laugh. How could he not see through Fu Yanxiong’s little scheme? Did this man really think a few empty promises would let him walk away? If so, he was grossly underestimating Li Feng.
“Li Feng, just state your conditions.” Fu Yanxiong took a deep breath, realising he should not have agreed so quickly.
Li Feng smiled and raised one finger. “First, I want you, Fu Yanxiong, to become the heir of the Fu family.”
“What?” Fu Yanxiong froze, staring at Li Feng in disbelief. He had never expected this. What possible benefit could Li Feng gain from it?
He couldn’t figure it out, but he knew Li Feng wasn’t joking.
Becoming the Fu family heir had always been his own ambition, yet now Li Feng was making it a condition. What did it mean? What advantage did it give Li Feng? Had Li Feng lost his mind? Was he an idiot?
Fu Yanxiong shook his head. Clearly Li Feng was neither insane nor stupid. There had to be some hidden purpose.
Setting that aside, if he truly became the Fu family patriarch one day, he would definitely take revenge on Li Feng. How could that possibly benefit Li Feng? Did he think Fu Yanxiong would willingly serve him?
Questions piled up in his mind, but no matter how he looked at it, this condition held no downside for him. He nodded. “Fine. I accept the first condition.”
A smile tugged at the corner of Li Feng’s mouth. “I’m sure Young Master Fu won’t regret agreeing.”
Fu Yanxiong sneered inwardly. What kind of condition was that? It was exactly what he wanted anyway.
“Li Feng, what is your second condition?” he asked.
“The second is simple. I need you to help me seize the Nine-Dragon Jade,” Li Feng said gravely.
Fu Yanxiong’s expression shifted. Compared to the first, this was the real demand. His entire purpose in coming to Tianhai City was to obtain the Nine-Dragon Jade. Helping Li Feng secure it would not only ruin his own goal, it would turn him into a tool for Li Feng to wield against others. That was absolutely unacceptable.
“Very well. I accept,” Fu Yanxiong replied. The contest for the Nine-Dragon Jade was still some time away. As long as he escaped this place, the promise meant nothing. There was no way he would actually help Li Feng obtain it.
“And the third condition?” Fu Yanxiong had already decided he would agree to anything at this point. Once he agreed, he could leave. Whether he honoured those promises later was another matter entirely. Only a fool would keep them.
“The third condition…”
A sharp glint flashed in Li Feng’s eyes. “I want you, Fu Yanxiong, to become my slave.”
“What?” Fu Yanxiong’s face instantly contorted. He had imagined many possibilities: hundreds of billions in funds, cultivation techniques, martial skills, but never this. Become a slave? How could he, a direct descendant of the Fu family, possibly become someone’s slave?
“Li Feng, that is impossible. I will let you change this condition,” Fu Yanxiong said darkly.
“Haha. Fu Yanxiong, this third condition is the most important one. You have no choice.” Li Feng’s voice was ice-cold.
“You…” A chill ran down Fu Yanxiong’s spine. The murderous intent in Li Feng’s eyes made his blood run cold.
“Young Master Fu, do you know why I set three conditions? Whether it is making you the Fu family heir or helping me seize the Nine-Dragon Jade, both depend on you first becoming my slave. Otherwise, what good are they to me? Did you really think I was an idiot?” Li Feng laughed coldly.
Fu Yanxiong’s expression changed again. He glared at Li Feng. “Li Feng, that is impossible.”
Any other condition he might reluctantly accept, but not this. It was not just about his pride; it concerned the honour of the entire Fu family. Even pretending to agree was out of the question.
As a top-tier family, the Fu family valued face above all else. A direct descendant could never disgrace the family name.
“Haha.”
Li Feng chuckled. “Fu Yanxiong, nothing is impossible in this world. Especially today. You have no choice. Whether you agree or not, you will agree. You can only agree.”
“Li Feng, you are delusional,” Fu Yanxiong spat, his face livid. Everyone had a bottom line, and the family was his. As a direct descendant, the family was his pride. He would never allow himself to become another man’s slave.
“Delusional? Fu Yanxiong, do you really think I’m the delusional one here?” Li Feng looked at him with a half-smile.
“Hmph. Li Feng, if someone demanded you become their slave, would you agree?” Fu Yanxiong retorted coldly.
“Fu Yanxiong, you are you, and I am me.” Li Feng laughed coldly, then asked, “So, do you agree or not?”
“I will never agree,” Fu Yanxiong declared icily.
“Haha. Fu Yanxiong, do you think refusing means you won’t become my slave? You really are too naive.” Li Feng’s laugh was chilling.
“What do you mean?” Fu Yanxiong’s pupils shrank. His expression shifted. Was Li Feng planning to force him?
“The most important thing for a slave is loyalty. If loyalty is in doubt, what use is such a slave to me? Besides, do you think that merely saying yes would make you my slave?” Li Feng laughed coldly. From the moment he learned Fu Yanxiong had sent Su Yangjian to kill him, Li Feng had decided to turn Fu Yanxiong into the same kind of servant as Su Yangjian, using the Divine Control Technique.
Once he controlled Fu Yanxiong, the threat would be completely eliminated. Moreover, according to the records of the Divine Control Technique, unless Li Feng himself died, anyone controlled by it would never betray him for the rest of their life.
Of course, the technique had limits tied to the strength of his divine sense. At present, with peak-Postnatal divine sense, Li Feng could control five people.
Excluding the Blood-Kill Twin Eagles and Su Yangjian, he still had two slots left. Fu Yanxiong was one of them.
Why Fu Yanxiong? First, the man had repeatedly tried to kill him; their enmity ran deep. Second, because of Fu Yanxiong’s connection to Zhu Yuanyang. The Fu and Zhu families were currently allies, so controlling Fu Yanxiong would allow him to plant a spy close to Zhu Yuanyang.
Some might argue it would be better to control Zhu Yuanyang directly, but Li Feng had never found the opportunity, and his slots were limited. He could not control just anyone.
For the Blood-Kill Twin Eagles, he had valued their combined attack technique and did not want to waste two slots otherwise. For Su Yangjian, it was his strength; at his age, he had already reached the ninth level of Postnatal. With Li Feng’s resources, Su Yangjian had a real chance of breaking through to Innate, becoming his first Innate-realm subordinate.
As for Fu Yanxiong, besides the reasons above, his status in the Fu family was less conspicuous than Zhu Yuanyang’s. Controlling him would arouse far less suspicion.
Of course, controlling Fu Yanxiong was merely the first step in a much grander plan, one that could reshape the balance among the eight great families.
“What exactly do you mean?” Fu Yanxiong asked, confused. He had no idea about the Divine Control Technique and could not fathom Li Feng’s intentions.
“You’ll understand very soon.” Li Feng gave an evil grin and took another step forward.
Fu Yanxiong instinctively retreated, terror rising in his heart. Though he did not know what Li Feng was about to do, he knew it was nothing good.
“You’ll understand right now.” A ghostly light flashed in Li Feng’s eyes as he locked gazes with Fu Yanxiong. “Fu Yanxiong, from this day forward, you are my faithful slave, Li Feng’s loyal servant.”
“What…” Staring into that eerie light, Fu Yanxiong’s expression gradually turned blank. Slowly, he sank to his knees before Li Feng.
“Fu Yanxiong pays his respects to Master.”
