Chapter 927: The Next Candidate

The Next Candidate

Ying Fu looked at the Silver King's eyes. After a long time, he raised the wine glass in his hand and took a light sip.

The deep red liquid flowed into Ying Fu's lips. After rolling it around his mouth briefly, he spat it out, frowned slightly, and threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground, shattering it into several pieces on the spot.

"If such dregs can rank among the top of your collection, it seems your collection isn't much to speak of either."

Ying Fu spoke expressionlessly, as if mocking the Silver King for lacking worldly experience.

The Silver King wasn't annoyed either. He just looked at Ying Fu with a smile and answered unhurriedly, "It doesn't matter if Your Majesty doesn't fancy my wine... I have some other collections there that Your Majesty will like."

"We hope so."

Ying Fu, bringing A-Qian along, slowly walked forward. "Lead the way."

"Hehe, Your Majesty wants to go to the Wuji Domain right now? Isn't that a bit too impatient..."

The Silver King leisurely turned his head, his gaze looking toward another direction in the Gray World. A faint smile curved on his lips.

"My target this time, besides Your Majesty, is another person... If I can also bring him under my command, it will be a supreme weapon capable of sweeping across the Human Domains and the Gray World."

Ying Fu seemed to have guessed the Silver King's target, his eyebrows furrowing slightly...

...

[Audience Expectation Value +5]

[Current Expectation Value: 72%]

When these two lines of characters floated up before Chen Ling's eyes, he stopped abruptly in his tracks.

"Hmm?" Jian Changsheng, who was walking in front of him, noticed the anomaly and looked back at him. Seeing Chen Ling's incredibly ugly expression, the corners of his mouth twitched wildly...

"No way, bro, again?!"

"What's wrong?" Sun Bumian asked in confusion.

"It's Hearts! Every time this guy suddenly stops while walking, or suddenly looks up while doing something, nothing good is about to happen! It was exactly like this when Mo Lian locked onto us in the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path!" Jian Changsheng couldn't help but complain.

"I'm almost starting to think he's a radar that became a spirit!!"

Chen Ling: ...

"I guess he's going to tell us to run right about now." As soon as Chen Ling opened his mouth, Jian Changsheng made a certain prediction.

"Run!"

Chen Ling couldn't be bothered to bicker with Jian Changsheng. After shouting a sentence, he took the lead and used Cloud Steps to rush forward.

With their previous experience, Jian Changsheng was already quite convinced of Chen Ling's "Hearts intuition". Almost at the same time Chen Ling moved, he followed without hesitation. And then there was Sun Bumian, who also used Cloud Steps to run incredibly fast.

Jiang Xiaohua: ...?

While Jiang Xiaohua was hesitating, Bai Ye grabbed his wrist and took him along, swiftly crossing the earth, far away from the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path.

Bai Ye didn't know why this group trusted Chen Ling so much, but Mo Lian's mysterious disappearance earlier was like a thorn stuck in his heart. It was always right to be a bit more vigilant.

The five people sped through the Gray World. Chen Ling rushed at the very front, his heart having already sunk to the bottom...

It was that same saying again: a sudden increase in Audience Expectation Value meant nothing good... When they encountered Mo Lian before, the Expectation Value only went up by 3%, but this time it actually jumped by 5% in one breath.

No matter what, running first was the way to go!

Chen Ling's brain spun rapidly, carefully recalling the details from before, trying to find the source of this Expectation Value. But before he could think for too long, Bai Ye behind him slowly stopped in his tracks...

"...No need to run anymore." A hoarse voice sounded from Bai Ye's throat.

Chen Ling snapped back to reality. The few of them stopped and looked back in confusion.

"What's wrong, Senior Bai Ye?"

"Haven't you guys noticed?" Bai Ye pointed forward. "We've been running for so long, but we've just been marching in place... The surrounding space has basically not moved."

Chen Ling was startled. Out of the corner of his eye, he swept his gaze around. Just as Bai Ye said, they had run in a large circle and actually returned to the ruins of the Ancient Vault of the Imperial Path.

"A ghost leading the way?" Jiang Xiaohua suddenly chimed in out of the blue.

"No..."

A thick trace of bitterness flowed in Bai Ye's eyes.

His gaze looked toward a certain spot in the ruins.

"This time... we really can't avoid it."

Amidst the dilapidated ruins, a figure wearing a British Overcoat walked over from the distance like a ghost. Behind him, Ying Fu and A-Qian looked at Chen Ling and the others with somewhat complex gazes.

"That guy is wearing a vest and an overcoat, isn't he hot?" Jian Changsheng asked Chen Ling in a low voice.

Chen Ling: ...

Chen Ling glared at him, telling him to quickly shut his rotten mouth.

Chen Ling didn't know that person, but he could sense the terrifying aura occasionally exuded by the other party... That kind of aura had completely surpassed their realm of understanding. Chen Ling vaguely guessed that the person's Rank was at least Rank 8 or above.

But they didn't know that person at all. Why would a powerhouse of this level attack them?

"Bai Ye... greets the Silver King."

Bai Ye let out a long sigh and took the initiative to step forward, shielding Chen Ling and the others behind him. He slightly pulled down the brim of his White Baseball Cap, obscuring half his face, and spoke in a deep voice.

Hearing this sentence, a chill surged from the spines of Chen Ling, Jian Changsheng, and Sun Bumian at the same time, drilling into their minds!

The Silver King???

He was the leader of the Fire-Stealers, the "Final God of Thieves" in the Fire-Stealers' teachings, the Pathway Chief of the Path of the Thief, the Silver King??

Regarding the Silver King, Chen Ling had only heard of his existence in the Fire-Stealers' teachings. He never expected him to actually appear before his eyes... One must know that not only was there a Fire-Stealers traitor among them, but they had also just crippled a Thief Saint, Mo Lian... Their feud with the Silver King was definitely huge!

At the same time, Chen Ling also noticed the two people behind the Silver King. He exchanged a glance with Ying Fu from a distance, both remaining silent.

How did these two get together?

"I betrayed the Fire-Stealers, and I was the one who injured Mo Lian." Bai Ye looked at the slowly approaching Silver King. His face under the baseball cap was incredibly pale. He spoke in a deep voice,

"You can deal with me however you want, but let the others go."

Bai Ye's betrayal was already known to the Silver King. At this time, any sophistry was meaningless. He knew he definitely couldn't avoid this calamity today; he only hoped the Silver King would let Chen Ling and the others go.

The Silver King didn't have any expression. He calmly stepped forward one step at a time. At the same time, the oppressive feeling from the Pathway Chief of the Path of the Thief was like a mountain slowly approaching the group...

Beads of sweat slid down Bai Ye's cheeks. In front of the Pathway Chief of the Path of the Thief, his power was suppressed to near nothingness. But even so, he didn't retreat in the slightest, standing stubbornly in front of Chen Ling and the others.

"Li Leider!" Bai Ye roared in a low voice. "If you dare touch them, the Dusk Society won't let you off..."

The Silver King glanced at him and casually beckoned with his hand.

The next moment, a beating heart appeared out of thin air in his palm...

Bai Ye's voice abruptly ceased.