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

Chapter 723 Ancestral Charlatan 48
I have a guess: maybe it's because Huawen took back her things.

[Without his extraordinary bone, Fu Yingshu is certainly not that powerful, and therefore cannot be considered the chosen one.]

So, the chosen one now is... this ghost named Huawen?

No, I think it's Boss Feng!

[Yes, yes, it should be Boss Feng, hahaha.]

[With Boss Feng being so incredibly capable, he couldn't possibly be someone chosen by heaven.]

[And judging from how calm Boss Feng is, did she foresee this all along?]

Some people present also thought of this. Yes, Boss Feng's performance was too calm, as if he already knew a lot of things.

Deborah finally realized what was happening, her expression calming down considerably as she looked at Azhen: "Did you already know all along?"

“I know a little,” Azhen said. “As I said, I didn’t calculate your situation and I don’t know what you want to do. If you left, I probably wouldn’t stop you, but you still couldn’t resist the temptation and planned to take away the fortune of this world.”

Although she hadn't calculated it, she could sense that Deborah's intentions were not good. The fact that Deborah had come back specifically, especially when Wen Song's Chosen One aura was almost gone, didn't make sense. It was more likely that she had other plans.

Deborah closed her eyes. She was born under Feng Zhen, and she would die under the same Feng Zhen. This whole ordeal of hers was truly a joke.

"When did you start to have doubts?" Deborah asked.

Azhen didn't hide anything: "The day you revealed your identity, you said the system was unbound, but I know it wasn't."

She didn't expend any effort to deduce what a foreign soul wanted to do; she just waited to see what the other party would do.

"You're letting me go? Don't you feel regretful? Letting go of someone like me who steals your luck?" Deborah rarely joked.

A faint smile appeared on Azhen's face: "Deborah, there are many good people and many bad people in this world. There won't be only good people and only bad people. If we are not destined to meet, whether they are good or bad people has nothing to do with me. Everyone has their own destiny. If we don't meet, it means that I am not in their destiny. Whether they live or die, whether they are good or bad, what does it have to do with me?"

"Ask any of the mystical masters present if they would interfere with someone's fate just because they bumped into them on the street?"

"Even if you leave, do you think you can plunder the world's fortune smoothly? The fact is, if the fortune of a world can attract you, it means that the world still has its merits. Didn't you suffer a loss with Wen Song once? The chosen one is not simple, right?"

Even someone like Fu Yingshu, if it weren't for her presence disrupting the original trajectory, Deborah might not have been able to handle her.

"Last time you also wanted to take Wen Song's heart's blood, right? But he wasn't the type to be obsessed with love. After listening to Xuan Shi's words and relying on his own intuition, he attacked you first."

Deborah looked bewildered, a hint of resentment flashing across her face, before she quickly gave a bitter smile: "That's right, he was the chosen one I pushed to the top, but when it came time to reap the rewards, the fruits turned against me. He clearly knew nothing, yet he still managed to give me a severe setback."

"Truly a chosen one."

Netizens discussed this heatedly, not expecting to be fooled twice.

[I was so sympathetic to Deborah back then, but my sincerity was wasted.]

So neither of them are good people?

[Suddenly I feel like an NPC. If it weren't for Boss Feng, I probably wouldn't even know how I died.]

So what is the meaning of life?

Why think so much? Just being alive is enough. While you're alive, do what you want to do to have fewer regrets. Isn't that enough?

“Looking down on people is not a good habit,” A-Zhou said.

Deborah paused, realizing she seemed to be making the same mistake every time. She felt a pang of regret; she should have known better than to covet the fortune of this world. She should have left after exposing Wen Song, and she wouldn't be stuck here.

Even if Feng Zhen says she will fall into someone else's hands in the future, it's still better than falling into it here now, right?
Little did they know that Feng Zhen was so powerful, and even less did they know that Fu Yingshu's talent was actually derived from someone else's extraordinary bone.

She sensed something in the darkness: since Fu Yingshu lost his extraordinary bone, a very special change had occurred in the world, a change that was extremely mysterious.

It seemed that this world had become whole again.

This world was originally derived from a poorly written novel, which gave her the opportunity to steal the luck and share it with the system. How could it suddenly change like this?

Was it because of Feng Zhen?

She looked at Azhen in disbelief. What was the other person's background?
But she didn't have time to figure it out. As the one who stole the fortune, she was about to be wiped out by this world.

She had been locked on long ago, by a power from heaven and earth—this must be the way of heaven.
Faced with someone like her who wants to plunder destiny, Heaven will not let her go; it will only annihilate her soul and spirit, leaving not a trace behind.

A huge sense of panic filled her heart. Deborah looked at Azhen and had a feeling that if Feng Zhen wanted to, she could definitely save her.

"Boss Feng, please save me!" she pleaded. "If you're willing to save my life, I'll do whatever you ask of me from now on."

"Boss Feng, this kind of person can't be saved. If you hadn't just intervened, she would have destroyed the whole world!"

"Yes, it can't be saved."

"Who knows if she's harboring ill intentions?"

Viewers online also cried out that the situation could not be saved.

Azhen would naturally not save her; what would be the point of saving someone like Deborah?

The smile on her face didn't disappear; she just looked at Deborah quietly, making her stance clear.

The Heavenly Dao seemed to be enraged, feeling that Deborah's skin was too thick. A fierce lightning tribulation descended, engulfing Deborah. She only had time to scream once before falling silent.

When the lightning tribulation dissipated, there was nothing left where she had been standing.

"Is she dead?"

"His soul must have been scattered."

"That's fine, that's fine."

The noise at the scene immediately subsided, and his gaze swept over Azhen, then over the Fu family members.

The Fu family members, however, watched Hua Wen warily beside Azhen. They hadn't forgotten the scene where Hua Wen had just taken his strange bone from Fu Yingshu.

Hua Wen is another traitor to this Boss Feng, so wouldn't he cause trouble for Fu Xianhe?
Sure enough, Azhen said very politely, "The matter has been resolved, everyone please turn off the live stream."

Everyone instinctively turned off their live streaming equipment. When faced with a peerless master, no one could muster the will to resist.

Even the Fu family members were filled with despair, fearing that they would be dealt with as well.

No one tried to dissuade him, and the scene fell silent. Who would dare to stop such a master from doing his thing?
When the live stream ended, the viewers were filled with lamentations, but there was nothing they could do.

“Hua Wen, you can take care of your own business now.” Azhen glanced at Fu Xianhe. “Every wrong has its perpetrator and its debtor. Hua Wen currently only has a life-or-death feud with Fu Xianhe. You all should understand, right? If you want to get involved, you will be treated as an enemy just the same way.”