With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

As soon as Azhen stepped out of the crowd, someone came over to help her up and whispered, "Your Highness, are you alright?"

"Didn't you hear them saying they wanted to abandon their past identities? Why are you still calling them that?" Azhen asked the woman supporting her.

This woman was one of the two palace maids brought to the sect by the client; her name was Ling Fang.

“Isn’t cultivation all about following your heart? I can call people whatever I want, it’s none of their business. It’s not like His Highness forced me, it was my own choice. Even the Sect Master didn’t say anything, so who do they think they are?” Ling Fang sneered, completely unconcerned. “Your Highness was really something just now. I always thought Wen Nanfeng was a scoundrel, both in appearance and mouth. It’s rare to see him so pathetic. Haha, Your Highness taught him a lesson just now, it was really satisfying.”

A-Zhu: ...

"However, Lin Ya is such a hypocrite. If she really cared about His Highness, even if she won, she shouldn't say those things in front of everyone every time, making people mistakenly think that His Highness is a sore loser." Ling Fang said angrily. How could she not know His Highness's character?

I never imagined that Lin Ya, who was always so well-behaved and honest, would change so drastically after coming to the Heavenly Pole Sect. On the surface, she was very amiable and seemed to care a lot about His Highness, but only someone in His Highness's position could truly understand how disgusting Lin Ya's hypocritical behavior was.

If it weren't for His Highness's kindness and consideration for the other party's efforts at the time, how could the other party, with their mixed spiritual roots, have come to the Heavenly Pole Sect? The royal family could easily find someone with better talent than Lin Ya.

That ingrate cultivates quickly, supposedly due to some hidden, unique talent. Now, she's not only valued by the sect but also incredibly adept at interpersonal relationships. Everyone speaks highly of her; she's kind to everyone, and anyone who dares to say a bad word about her would be drowned in a sea of ​​spittle.

When His Highness entered the sect, his astonishing talent was the envy of everyone and earned him the sect's attention. Although His Highness wasn't the kind of person who enjoyed making friends like Lin Ya, he was always polite to those he had no grudges against. At that time, everyone had no complaints about His Highness and was even quite friendly towards him.

Ever since Lin Ya defeated His Highness in the first competition, His Highness's reputation plummeted. Someone started saying that His Highness couldn't accept defeat, and that they came together, but His Highness avoided Lin Ya because he was defeated by her and was not convinced.

Those who know about their relationship might say other things, such as His Highness being defeated by his own maid and losing face.

Lin Ya was naturally praised by everyone in the sect.

Especially considering her background and initial talent, reaching this point is quite inspiring, and for some, it even feels somewhat cathartic. No matter how noble a princess you are in the mortal realm, in the Heavenly Pole Sect, strength speaks volumes.

There were countless discussions like these, but few could match His Highness's talent. Even if they talked and laughed, none of them dared to approach His Highness.

Since being defeated by Lin Ya, His Highness has focused solely on cultivation, wanting to get his revenge. He has no interest in anything else and is not a sore loser as others have suggested. At most, he is somewhat disappointed that despite his great talent, he can't defeat Lin Ya no matter what.

This was the third time, and it was still a failure. Ling Fang was most worried about His Highness's mental state being damaged, which was a major taboo in cultivation. One careless mistake could ruin the entire path of cultivation.

"What are you thinking about?" A-Zhuang asked, noticing Ling Fang's sullen face.

Ling Fang snapped out of her daze: "Your Highness, the cultivation world is a place full of miracles. No one is invincible. High talent doesn't mean you can defeat everyone. While Lin Ya is indeed despicable, Your Highness shouldn't let her affect your cultivation. She's lucky to have such a powerful talent! If Your Highness keeps competing with her, I'm afraid it will affect your state of mind and consequently your cultivation. Now that you've come to the Heavenly Extreme Sect, with Your Highness's talent, you should naturally aim for tribulation transcendence and ascension, not anything else." Ling Fang said this mainly in the hope that Your Highness's inner demons hadn't yet taken shape, and that he could let go of them sooner. Once the inner demons formed, it would probably be too late to say anything.

“I’m determined to defeat Lin Ya,” Azhen said. Seeing the worry on Ling Fang’s face, she added, “But she won’t be my inner demon, so don’t worry.”

Lin Ya is certainly not A-Zhan's inner demon, and Lin Ya is not even the client's inner demon, even though the client has been defeated by Lin Ya countless times.

There was a time when the client also mistakenly believed that his inner demon was Lin Ya.

She believed that it was because she had been defeated by Lin Ya countless times that her cultivation had stagnated, causing her to fall from a genius to an ordinary passerby. It wasn't until much later that she realized Lin Ya had never been her inner demon.

Upon arriving in the world of cultivation, the client naturally has only one goal—to transcend tribulation and ascend to immortality.

For her, defeating Lin Ya was good, but more importantly, she could transcend tribulation and ascend to immortality. She had always known that although her talent was exceptional, there were many in the cultivation world with even greater talent than her, and she couldn't compare herself to everyone. Even those less talented than her could defeat her after cultivating for a long time and developing expertise in their own fields.

Since there is a competition, winning or losing is normal.

It's just that their past master-servant relationship leaves a somewhat complicated feeling.

She couldn't understand why, despite her diligent cultivation and high talent, she had ended up being mediocre. She tried many methods, traveling throughout the cultivation world, but couldn't find a solution, which eventually led to the development of a demonic inner demon. During a training expedition, she was severely injured. While healing, the demonic inner demon resurfaced, and she happened to encounter a demon who had sneaked into the cultivation world, where she died.

Seeing that Ling Fang's worry hadn't lessened, A-Zhou didn't bother to explain further.

This time, the client's wish was to find out her own problems and resolve her inner demons. Since she already had a quest taker, she still hoped to defeat Lin Ya. In truth, she was somewhat annoyed by Lin Ya's actions. However, in the cultivation world, strength speaks volumes; if you can't win, it's simply a matter of inferior skill.

The client also had another wish: to save Ling Fang. Regardless of whether Ling Fang would have the opportunity to transcend tribulation and ascend to immortality in the future, she did not want Ling Fang to perish prematurely.

Back at the dueling platform, after A-Zhan left, everyone was still immersed in the result of A-Zhan defeating Wen Nanfeng for a long time. It wasn't until A-Zhan had completely disappeared from sight that they gradually came back to their senses.

Wen Nanfeng wasn't seriously injured, but he looked a bit disheveled. He was also somewhat embarrassed that he, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, had lost to his junior sister, who was only at the early Golden Core stage. Faced with the stares from all around him, he couldn't stay any longer and was about to leave on his sword when a hand reached out and supported him.

"Senior Brother Wen, how are you? Are you alright?"

Seeing Lin Ya's concerned gaze, Wen Nanfeng's mood instantly improved, and he said softly, "It's nothing. I didn't expect Junior Sister's newly comprehended sword technique to be so powerful; I was a little stunned for a moment. After today's contest, I should also practice more diligently." (End of Chapter)