Chapter 428: Chapter 356: Xuan Haoran: I’d Rather Be Stabbed in the Back with a Knife!

After occupying the Nine Extremes Exquisite Tower, Su Yuan’s plan to deal with Xuan Haoran was simple.

Step one, let Zhu Tianqing, guarding the first layer, conduct a small probe to gauge Xuan Haoran’s trump card.

Step two, have Qi Hanyan, guarding the second layer, manipulate her subordinates to exhaust Xuan Haoran’s strength.

Step three, let Leng Qianliu, guarding the third layer, use absolute combat power to push Xuan Haoran to his limits.

In Su Yuan’s estimation, even reaching Leng Qianliu’s stage might not be enough to take down Xuan Haoran.

Once Leng Qianliu was defeated, Chen Nuoyi, on the fourth layer, would sacrifice seven Dragon Race talents to summon the Divine Dragon for a fatal strike against Xuan Haoran.

If Chen Nuoyi couldn’t stop Xuan Haoran, then he would have to step in himself.

However, plans can never keep up with changes.

Xuan Haoran was indeed very strong. His ’Destiny Defeated’ divine technique fulfilled most people’s full imagination of Destiny Department methods. Normally, Leng Qianliu losing to him was inevitable.

It was even possible for him to clear the Nine Extremes Exquisite Tower.

But unfortunately, he crossed paths with Su Yuan!

Divine technique to lower a target’s fate?

Didn’t that just hit the end of Su Yuan’s spear?

Relying on the Sect Fortune System, he could increase the fortunes of Primordial Sect members at any time, boosting it to the point where Xuan Haoran couldn’t suppress it.

Even if the newly added fate would still be slowly suppressed by the ’Destiny Defeated’, before it got suppressed, his side would surely have the upper hand.

As long as they could take down Xuan Haoran during this period, they would win this battle!

So before Xuan Haoran reached the fourth layer, Su Yuan couldn’t wait to make a move.

Just now, he injected two hundred points of sect fortune into Leng Qianliu at once.

The Primordial Sect had grown its sect fortune to three thousand points; two hundred sect fortunes, though a lot, were within a bearable range.

This Federation’s strongest student’s base fortune fluctuated around sixty. After suffering ’Destiny Defeated’, his fortune plummeted tenfold, leaving only a mere six points.

And the consequences of having only six points of fortune could be glimpsed from Zhu Tianqing accidentally stabbing the knife into her own heart.

However, it was also because of the incidents with Zhu Tianqing and Leng Qianliu that Su Yuan roughly grasped the effective time of ’Destiny Defeated’.

At least ten seconds.

Within ten seconds, Xuan Haoran couldn’t even clear sixty points of fortune, let alone two hundred points.

Moreover... once a person’s fate reached a high enough level, any methods that could negatively affect them would be greatly weakened.

The same goes for ’Destiny Defeated’, specifically targeting fate! The influence suffered is even more significantly severe!

Xuan Haoran was extremely shocked as he felt Leng Qianliu’s fortune crazily rising.

He could clearly sense that ’Destiny Defeated’s effect on Leng Qianliu was getting weaker.

This woman’s fate was too high, subconsciously avoiding everything that could affect her fortune, making ’Destiny Defeated’ seem to have signs of being suppressed!

And amidst the shock, a layer of worry shrouded Xuan Haoran’s heart.

’Destiny Defeated’ was powerful, but like the Divinity Transformation Inheritance of the Ten Great Immortal Sects, it also had unavoidable flaws.

For example, backlash from fate.

After ’Destiny Defeated’ works on a target, they must be completely defeated within a certain period to form a downtrend of fortune during the snowballing low period.

But if the target managed to endure past this period, or forcibly break the shackles of fate, then the backlash from destiny would come rolling back like a tidal wave!

And now, Xuan Haoran was precisely at this critical point of fate backlash!

"What is going on with Leng Qianliu’s fortune! Still rising! Still rising! To what extent is she going to increase before she’s satisfied!"

Feeling Leng Qianliu’s fortune becoming increasingly terrifying, Xuan Haoran’s mind was filled with question marks.

He desperately wanted to find a way to save himself, but it was already too late!

Two hundred points of fortune power surged toward him, carried by the tides of fate.

Xuan Haoran was like a floating branch in a flood, instantly battered into tatters and fragments.

After experiencing the impact of fate, from the outside, Xuan Haoran looked the same.

But he knew very well that his current fate had plummeted to the lowest point, and it would last for at least twenty-four hours.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead. Without a moment’s hesitation, he sat cross-legged on the black mud, not daring to move an inch.

In the lowest doldrums of fortune, doing anything is a mistake, and staying still is the best choice.

And Xuan Haoran’s change didn’t escape the eyes of Su Yuan and Leng Qianliu.

Su Yuan observed Leng Qianliu’s luck value for a moment; the two hundred and six points of fortune didn’t show any sign of decreasing.

This indicated that the ’Destiny Defeated’ divine technique was completely ineffective on Leng Qianliu.

A thought crossed Su Yuan’s mind: he suspected Xuan Haoran might have suffered a backlash.

This speculation was very reasonable because anyone who dared to toy with destiny would eventually be judged by destiny.

"Oh, Celestial Calculation Divine Child, what’s the matter with you? The black mud is so cold; aren’t you afraid of getting a stomachache?"

Su Yuan asked with feigned surprise.

Xuan Haoran smirked slightly and said indifferently:

"I sat down because I believe you two pose no threat to me anymore."

"You can attack me at any time; even sitting, I can suppress you."

Su Yuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

How badly was he backlashed to still be putting on airs here?

He immediately prepared to let Leng Qianliu make a move to expose the opponent.

But just then, a subtle voice suddenly appeared in Su Yuan’s ear. It was Xuan Haoran’s secret transmission:

"Su Yuan, after all, I am the son of a Divinity Transformation Celestial Monarch, a generation of Divine Son. Can you give me some face? At least let me exit gracefully."

Hearing this, Su Yuan couldn’t help but look up at Xuan Haoran, finding him with half-open, half-closed eyes, as if dozing, a calm demeanor.

Master Xuan is indeed a man who values his reputation.

So, should I agree to his terms or not?

Su Yuan stroked his chin, his lips curling into a slight smile as he secretly transmitted a message:

"Profound Divine Child, as long as you’re willing to join our Primordial Sect, I can offer you a decent way out."

"Of course, I wouldn’t mistreat you. Your position in the Primordial Sect would be the head of the Four Great Heavenly Kings, an exalted status."

Xuan Haoran’s eyes widened abruptly, almost thinking he had misheard.

"Me? Join the Primordial Sect?"

"I, a dignified Divine Son, join some cockroach Demon Sect? Are you joking!"

He voiced his opposition in a severe tone through spiritual transmission.

Su Yuan wasn’t upset, his mind shifted slightly.

The next second, Xuan Haoran felt numerous crimson evil tentacles wriggling beneath him, the slippery sensation sweeping across his bottom, which was perched on the black mud, sending a chill down his spine.

No way... Su Yuan can’t possibly go this far!

Xuan Haoran tried hard to dismiss some unpleasant thoughts from his mind.

But he had indeed overestimated Su Yuan’s bottom line.

Rip—

With the crisp sound of fabric tearing, Xuan Haoran’s face abruptly turned pale! His body shivered uncontrollably!

It seemed like the next second he might leap up from the ground.

"Ah... my hand slipped, accidentally."

Seeing Xuan Haoran’s instantly pale face, Su Yuan awkwardly scratched his cheek.

He had intended to issue a minor threat, but the tentacle slipped right in.

But it wasn’t his fault, clearly it was due to Xuan Haoran’s low Luck Value, leading to this accident.

Su Yuan silently commanded the tentacle to withdraw.

Xuan Haoran showed a look of partial relief on his face.

Soon after, he glared at Su Yuan with a murderous gaze.

This kid is so ruthless! Utterly inhuman!

I’d rather have a knife stabbed in my backside!

However, no matter how angry he was, how strong his desire to tear Su Yuan to pieces, he couldn’t stand up.

Because his pants were ripped.

If he stood up, certain parts would be exposed to millions of viewers through the camera.

"Ahem, Profound Divine Child, I’d advise you to just give in."

Seeing the irreconcilable conflict with Xuan Haoran, Su Yuan simply decided to let things fester, speaking with an evil tone once again through spiritual transmission:

"The tentacle just now was merely an appetizer, there’s more to come as the main course."

"If you join the Primordial Sect, though, you won’t have to suffer such pains. Doesn’t that sound good?"

Xuan Haoran was silent for a moment, gritted his teeth, and nodded, replying through spiritual transmission:

"Fine, I’ll join!"

First, feign cooperation with Su Yuan, and then settle the score with this guy once out of the Nine Extremes Exquisite Tower!

However, Su Yuan’s next sentence made Xuan Haoran’s vision go black.

"Then let’s sign the contract."

Su Yuan mysteriously pulled out a contract stamped with the Primordial Sect’s seal, using the teleportation method from the Corruption Divine Kingdom to directly send the contract to Xuan Haoran’s hand.

"What kind of contract?!"

Xuan Haoran looked down in surprise, instantly noticing the terrifying terms on the contract.

Clause 1: Serving the Primordial Sect will become your life’s creed, the Sect Leader’s commands will be your guiding direction.

Clause 2: If the Primordial Sect needs you, you should consciously make time after work to continue contributing to the sect.

Clause 3: If you have any objections to the sect’s work arrangements, please refer to Clause 1.

Clause 4: If you have any disagreements about your salary, please refer to Clause 1.

Clause 5: ...

Clause 6: ...

...

Note: The contract is valid for ten years. During its validity, you cannot leave the sect on your own or disclose sect secrets. You cannot defame the Sect Leader or do anything harmful to the sect in any setting.

Xuan Haoran: "..."

Looking at these shocking clauses, he almost thought he had traveled back to the time of slavery.

Is this really recruiting employees, or recruiting slaves?

And why on earth would you carry such a terrifying thing with you!

"I, the Celestial Calculation Divine Child, a descendant of the Divinity Transformation, could never sign such a contract!"

Xuan Haoran clenched the contract in his hand, transmitting an angry message:

"Even if I, Xuan Haoran, die, I will never yield to a demon like you who treats people like livestock."

"Whatever tricks you have, use them on me, I will not even flinch!"

Su Yuan raised an eyebrow.

Your resistance is quite resolute, I like a tough nut like you!

Time for a round of the black mud enema!

With a shift of Su Yuan’s thoughts, Xuan Haoran immediately felt a large amount of sticky black mud pouring into the tear of his pants, seemingly ready to invade any and every pore on his body.