560: A thousand-mile dike can be breached by an ant hole.

“Doesn't Chief Tyrant already have the answer in his heart? Weren't you able to establish such a foundation because of the prophecy given to you by the Clay Buddha?”

“What? Now that you've been given the prophecy for the second half of your life, you're unwilling to believe it?”

“Do you feel like fate is playing tricks on you? You finally built such an empire, only to lose it—are you truly unwilling to accept this?”

Duan Zhengchun looked at Tyrant with a smile, and his words made Tyrant feel a profound shock mixed with a trace of fear.

Meanwhile, You Ruo and Ruan Xingzhu looked at the two men with confusion, unsure of what they were discussing.

However, Wen Chou Chou, standing behind Tyrant, widened his eyes in shock and stared at Duan Zhengchun in disbelief.

This matter was something only he had accidentally seen while cleaning for Tyrant at the World Society; Tyrant had never spoken of it to anyone.

Only he and the Clay Buddha knew the prophecy for the first half of his life.

For Duan Zhengchun, far away in the Kingdom, to know this so clearly was simply incredible.

Could there possibly be a second Clay Buddha in this world?

But why was there no news of this before?

This man is terrifying; it seems there is nothing in this world he doesn't know.

“Prince, since you know so much, you must have a way to solve this, right?” Tyrant looked at Duan Zhengchun excitedly.

“There is a way, but are you sure you want to use up this one and only chance for This Prince to make a move?” Duan Zhengchun looked at Tyrant with a smile.

Tyrant's expression changed. He hadn't expected that he would have to use his only chance for Duan Zhengchun to act.

This Duan Zhengchun is going too far. No matter what, this old man is your father-in-law. Are you really not going to give me any Face at all?

However, since my daughter has followed you, once this news gets out, who in the Jianghu would dare to oppose this old man again?

“Fine, please tell This Prince the truth.”

“Since that is the case, then This Prince shall tell you.”

“In truth, the moment you sought out the Clay Buddha to calculate the prophecy for the second half of your life, you had already fallen into a trap.”

“If you had just continued as you were, and treated your disciples better, nothing would have happened.”

“But your ambition is too great. You weren't satisfied with everything you had; you wanted to reach a higher level.”

“Therefore, you wanted the Clay Buddha to help you calculate the destiny of your latter half, so that if there were any flaws, you could prepare in advance.”

“Little did you know that it was precisely this unrestrained greed that led you toward ruin.”

“Furthermore, you have committed too many murders over the years, refusing to spare the lives of those who opposed you.”

“Little did you know that in the beginning, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun were intentionally sent to you by someone, merely using your hands to cultivate the two of them.”

Duan Zhengchun paused deliberately after saying this.

Because he noticed Tyrant's expression had changed. He hadn't expected that he had been calculated against from the very beginning.

This so-called arrangement of fate turned out to be someone else's scheme.

He was merely a chess piece in the game, and one used specifically to cultivate Feng Yun.

“No, this is impossible. In the current Martial Forest, no one could achieve this.”

“What benefit is there for him to scheme against this old man from the very start?” Tyrant's Face was pale. He shook his head frantically in disbelief, stumbling backward, nearly falling down.

“Benefit? What if I told you that person did it merely for fun, for the feeling of controlling others' destinies? Would you believe it?”

“Boom...”

Duan Zhengchun's words exploded in Tyrant's mind like a clap of thunder.

It felt as if Tyrant had been struck by lightning. He had never expected such a result.

Who exactly is this person? Why did they do this? They better hope I never find out, or I will certainly tear them into ten thousand pieces.

Just as Duan Zhengchun spoke those words, the expression of Wen Chou Chou beside Tyrant completely changed, becoming gloomy and sinister.

“Who is it? How can I change the current situation?” Tyrant recovered his wits and looked toward Duan Zhengchun.

“With your current strength, you are fundamentally no match for that person.”

“All you can do now is try your best to reconcile your relationship with Feng Yun. Only then can you reverse your fate of being raised by Feng Yun and destroyed by Feng Yun.”

“However, even if you know this, the other party might still intervene.”

“Therefore, if you want to break this so-called destiny, be as good as possible to your disciples.”

“If you can resolve the hatred Feng Yun holds for you, even if they can't become your aid, they shouldn't become your enemy.”

“As for what happens next, that depends entirely on your own choices.”

After Duan Zhengchun finished speaking, he looked at Tyrant, but his gaze was fixed on Wen Chou Chou beside Tyrant.

In the Feng Yun story, everyone is very curious about Wen Chou Chou's identity, wondering who he really is.

Some speculate that he is the later Emperor Shitian, while others say Wen Chou Chou is just a clown and has no connection to Emperor Shitian.

However, even if Wen Chou Chou isn't Emperor Shitian, he might still have a connection to Emperor Shitian.

After all, with Emperor Shitian's methods, even the dead can be revived using the power of the Sacred Heart Art, provided their body is intact.

However, the reason the Sacred Heart Art has the effect of bringing the dead back to life is due to the Phoenix Blood within Emperor Shitian.

Every time he uses the ability to raise the dead, it consumes the Phoenix Blood within his body.

This is also why he later schemed to force the Seven Great Masters to join him in Slaying the Dragon.

“Actually, among your three disciples, the one who requires the most effort is Bu Jingyun. As for how to handle your relationship with him, I believe that with your ability, you should know what to do.”

“Finally, let me remind you of one thing: never underestimate anyone. A dike of a thousand li crumbles because of ant holes.”

After Duan Zhengchun finished speaking, he glanced sideways at Wen Chou Chou, a faint smile playing on his lips, then turned and left immediately, taking You Ruo and Ruan Xingzhu with him.

They vanished in the blink of an eye. Silence. The surroundings fell into complete silence.

Tyrant stared at Duan Zhengchun's retreating figure, unable to recover his wits for a long time.

He found it hard to accept this result immediately. He hadn't expected that this so-called fate was just someone else's scheme working in the background.

For the opponent to possess such methods to scheme against him, it showed how terrifying their strength and influence must be.

For years, he had been proud of the achievements he had gained through his own efforts, yet he hadn't realized that all of it was intentionally engineered by the person who schemed against him.

Was it all just so he would cultivate Feng Yun?

His former pride was instantly shattered.

He didn't completely believe Duan Zhengchun's words, but he didn't completely disbelieve them either.

He pondered the words Duan Zhengchun had spoken before leaving. Clearly, no one else had heard that final sentence.

Only he had heard it. Also, the look and the faint smile Duan Zhengchun had when he left.

Duan Zhengchun's gaze was not directed at him, but at the area beside him.

Currently, the only person beside him was Wen Chou Chou.

If that was the case, did Duan Zhengchun mean that Wen Chou Chou was problematic?

Indeed, in his eyes, Wen Chou Chou was merely an ant he could crush easily. Could this ant truly dare to move against him?