Chapter 925: Unexpected Guest

Unexpected Guest

Ying Fu and A-Qian's figures gradually disappeared at the end of the ruins.

Chen Ling watched that simple linen-clothed back, his eyes narrowing slightly...

Li Fu had already become Ying Fu. Judging from his appearance and temperament, it probably wouldn't be long before he used some means to enter the Timeline Save File and hunt him down... Once this predetermined event happened, Chen Ling would have the possibility of killing Ying Fu.

As for now... Chen Ling knew he couldn't kill him. Even if the few of them joined forces, some mishap would definitely occur, or someone would jump out, allowing Ying Fu to survive.

He just didn't know who would jump out when the time came... Last time it was the Lord of Hanging Jade, what about this time?

But to be honest, Chen Ling also didn't know how much of the original "Li Fu" personality the current Ying Fu still retained, and how likely it was for him to fulfill his promise to commit suicide. However, what was certain was that the larger the proportion of Li Fu's personality occupying Ying Fu, the more advantageous it would be for Chen Ling.

"With this Ying Fu emerging, the Human Domains will have quite a headache," Bai Ye said unhurriedly.

"They sought out the Lord of Hanging Jade, cleaved the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path, and still couldn't completely annihilate the 'Emperor'... Who knows if they'll vomit blood from anger when they see Ying Fu appear."

"Indeed. No matter how they fight, we are the ones reaping the rewards of others' labor."

Bai Ye wasn't interested in the entanglement between the "Emperor" and the Human Domains. He withdrew his gaze and resumed pacing back and forth in the surrounding ruins, as if searching for something very important.

"Strange... it should be right around here," he muttered to himself.

"What are you looking for?"

"...Mo Lian." Bai Ye frowned deeply. "Those Imperial Remnants came too suddenly back then, scattering us... But I stole all of Mo Lian's memories and consciousness, so he should have been in a coma the whole time... Logically speaking, he should have fallen near here along with the ruins."

"Ah? He's gone??" Jian Changsheng's heart skipped a beat. "He didn't run away, did he?!"

A Thief Saint going missing was definitely bad news for them. No one knew if he would hide in the dark and secretly steal their heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, or something.

Although Bai Ye was a senior, his actions were still too gentle. If this had been Chen Ling, he absolutely would have backhanded a finishing blow while stealing the memories, directly chopping off his head first and asking questions later.

"He wouldn't." Bai Ye spoke with certainty. A Heart Python slithered silently beside him.

"All his memories are with me. Even if he woke up, he wouldn't remember who he is and wouldn't be able to activate any skills... Under those circumstances, it was impossible for him to escape the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path."

"That's really weird... Then where could he be?"

Everyone fell deep into thought.

...

"Brother Xiao Li, where are we going now?"

A-Qian looked at the barren gray earth before her and couldn't help but ask.

"Still going to the Tianshu Domain," Ying Fu answered calmly.

For Ying Fu, the most urgent matter now was to find a place to settle down first. In Li Fu's personality memories, the Wuji Domain was currently incredibly chaotic and unsuitable to go to. The Tianshu Domain, as the hub of the Nine Great Human Realms, was full of talented people, making it exactly right for him to subdue subjects.

He also needed to settle down for a period of time and gain a deeper understanding of this era through mediums like newspapers and radios.

"Okay~"

A-Qian grabbed the hem of Ying Fu's clothes. Just as she responded, she bumped headlong into his waist again.

"Brother Xiao Li, why do you always stop so suddenly..." Having bumped twice in a row, the tip of A-Qian's nose was a bit red. She rubbed her nose and said aggrievedly.

Ying Fu didn't respond.

His eyes were staring straight into the distance, his expression even uglier than when he encountered Chen Ling's group just now!

In front of the two, a figure wearing a dark British Overcoat, layered with a shirt and vest underneath, was smiling in their direction. His slightly curly long black hair fluttered in the wind, looking like a gentleman who had walked out from the streets of nineteenth-century London.

He held a red wine glass in one hand, and leaned on a Cane with the other. A black Fedora hung on the Cane. Like a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, he gently raised his glass toward the frozen Ying Fu.

The burgundy liquid swirled inside the glass, and a magnetic voice followed:

"1937 Romanée-Conti. I personally believe it is the greatest fine wine of the twentieth century. Even among all my collections, it is enough to rank in the top fifteen... Its success cannot be replicated, just like you."

"I hope the Emperor from the ancient years of the East can also get used to drinking our Western red wine... my friend."

As the Silver King smiled and nodded, a faint light flashed in Ying Fu's hand. A glass also filled with red wine appeared out of thin air, precisely pinched in his hand, as if it should have been there all along.

Ying Fu looked down at the fragrant red wine in his hand. He didn't taste it, but looked back at the Silver King...

"This era certainly has no shortage of thieves..." he said in a deep voice.

From Mo Lian intruding into the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path, to Bai Ye later, and now the Silver King appearing... In just this short amount of time, he hadn't seen many other Divine Paths, but he had already seen several high-tier thieves, even a Demigod of the Path of the Thief.

"My subordinates offended you a lot earlier. For this, I deeply apologize on their behalf."

The Silver King continued to smile, not having the slightest sincerity of an "apology."

Wisps of faint light flashed past the Silver King's fingertips.

Ying Fu seemed to sense something and spoke indifferently:

"The thieves of this era are indeed audacious, actually wanting to steal even Our Divine Path... If it were in the past, your head would already be rolling on the ground right now."

"Hehehe, truly worthy of being the rumored 'Emperor'. Such petty tricks indeed have no effect."

The Silver King clapped his hands lightly. A faint light flickered in his smiling, narrowed eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The Path of the Thief could not steal the "Emperor's" Divine Path and abilities. This surprised the Silver King a bit... It seemed that the suppression of the Path of the Sovereign over the Fourteen Divine Paths was indeed more than just talk.

"It seems you have been observing from the outside for a long time." Ying Fu similarly narrowed his eyes. His sharp gaze seemed to pierce through the Silver King's heart. "Why are you only showing yourself now?"

"You must be joking. Who would dare provoke an 'Emperor' inside the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path?"

"You are a Demigod. Are the thieves of this era all so timid?"

"If practitioners of the Path of the Thief are not cautious, how could they achieve Demigod status?" The Silver King made a helpless expression.

"Didn't dare to provoke inside the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path, so you waited until We came out to provoke?" Ying Fu's voice gradually turned icy. A faint imperial majesty emanated from his eyes.