In the midst of the swarm of phantoms constantly emerging from the heart of the dark mist, Fang Yuan stood with an excited expression. Far from any noise or danger, he smiled as he watched the battle unfold, and when the power of the Everlasting Grape dwindled, his laughter became more devilish than ever.
Suddenly, he created a path that could channel the spiritual energy of the outside world into the dark heart of his immortal aperture. He thereby gave the girl another chance to fight.
Sensing this, the girl didn't waste any time. She concentrated the spiritual energy in the air and produced a single immortal Grape.
Fang Yuan was taken by surprise. In fact, he was assessing the girl's abilities. With the phantoms attacking, he compelled her to use her trump card, allowing him to achieve two goals with one stroke.
Firstly, he showcased his own power and prevented any potential rebellion. Secondly, he observed the girl's abilities, allowing him to gauge her value.
This was the fastest way to acquire all the necessary information.
Seeing the girl, Fang Yuan poured more spiritual energy into his aperture. This allowed her to produce more immortal Grapes; however, she did not possess her father's skill and could only create a few more.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The phantoms didn't retreat for a moment. The barrier had become like a spider's web, on the verge of collapse at any moment.
Fang Yuan smiled and moved towards the green island. Phantoms appeared beside him like black dust, screaming as they charged towards the girl.
Continuous explosions enveloped everything like a thunderous storm, overshadowing all else. Yet, Fang Yuan remained unfazed, calmly walking towards the girl.
Now, the connection between the outside world and the inner world of the immortal aparture had been strengthened. This allowed the girl to focus all her strength on creating the immortal Grapes. When she managed to make half a cluster, her vision dimmed, she stumbled, and immediately fell to the ground. At that moment, the magical barrier shattered, and a torrent of phantoms surged towards the unconscious girl.
The screams of the phantoms echoed in Fang Yuan's ears a thousand times. He closed his eyes and snapped his fingers. All the phantoms vanished into vapor and dissipated into the air.
Fang Yuan was very satisfied with the outcome.
He now had an endless source of immortal Grapes, which he could use for nourishment, upgrades, and more.
Just a few days ago, he had been seeking a way to compel the girl to accompany him. However, he had not found any clear answers on how to do so. Initially, he didn't even know much about the girl's abilities, and he didn't have enough time to get close and deceive her.
He knew that the girl might recognize him, which could prevent her from cooperating. After all, he was the one who had killed the Firstborn and captured her.
So what options did Fang Yuan have left? He needed to put the girl in a position where she would grasp at any straw to survive. This was what he had managed to achieve, making negotiations with her much simpler.
In the righteous Murim Alliance, people said that to collaborate with others, one must act rightly; but which righteous path leads a person home? Most people did not appreciate such behavior. They exploited the goodness of others for their own benefit. In truth, being good among these individuals felt like betraying oneself.
However, even in front of honest people, being good did not necessarily meet one's needs. People, whether good or bad, sought results. In the end, a chivalrous knight who failed was merely regarded as an unlucky loser.
People praised the victorious, even if they were the most despicable of humans.
Thus, Fang Yuan laid out his strategy and achieved the desired outcome. He had now not only shown the girl the taste of his power but also understood what to expect from her.
This was his absolute victory.