Myth Beyond Heaven

Chapter 2567: A Pawn (2)



Fan Shen's words hung in the air like a heavy fog, suffocating and oppressive. His smile was cold, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and arrogance. He stood there, calm and composed, as if he were merely discussing the weather rather than the fate of Yun Lintian's life.

Yun Lintian's grip on the Heaven Piercing Sword tightened, his knuckles turning white. His expression remained stoic, but his mind raced. Fan Shen's words struck a nerve, not because they were true, but because they were designed to provoke.

Yun Lintian had faced countless enemies, each with their own brand of arrogance, but Fan Shen was different. His arrogance wasn't born of ignorance or overconfidence-it was born of absolute certainty. He truly believed Yun Lintian was nothing more than a pawn, a piece to be moved on a board he controlled.

"A pawn?" Yun Lintian repeated, his voice steady but laced with defiance. "You think I'm just a pawn in your game?"

Fan Shen chuckled, a low, mocking sound that echoed through the ruined battlefield. "Oh, Yun Lintian, you misunderstand. You're not my pawn. You've always been a pawn-your parents' pawn, the heavens' pawn, the realm's pawn. You were born into this role, and no matter how hard you struggle, you'll never escape it."

Yun Lintian's eyes narrowed. "What do you know about my parents?"

Fan Shen's smile widened, as if he had been waiting for this question. "I know everything, Yun Lintian. Your parents abandoned you, didn't they? Left you to fend for yourself in a world that cares nothing for the weak. And yet, here you are, still following the path they laid out for you."

"You think you're forging your own destiny, but every step you take, every decision you make, has already been predetermined. You're nothing more than a puppet, dancing on strings you can't even see."

Yun Lintian's jaw tightened, but he didn't respond. Fan Shen's words were like daggers, each one cutting deeper than the last. He had spent his entire life trying to understand his parents' disappearance, trying to uncover the truth behind their choices. And now, here was Fan Shen, throwing that truth in his face with a casual cruelty that made Yun Lintian's blood boil.

Fan Shen tilted his head, his gaze piercing. "You've been used, Yun Lintian. Your parents left you behind because they knew you would serve a greater purpose. They didn't care about you -they cared about the role you would play. And now, you're fulfilling that role perfectly.

He paused for a moment and continued with a mocking smile. "Tell me, does it hurt? Knowing that everything you've done, everything you've sacrificed, was all part of someone else's plan?"

Yun Lintian's grip on the Heaven Piercing Sword tightened further, his knuckles turning white. He could feel the weight of Fan Shen's words pressing down on him, but he refused to let it show. He had faced too much, endured too much, to be shaken by mere words.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

"You're wrong," Yun Lintian said, his voice low but firm. "My parents may have left me, but I've made my own choices. Every step I've taken, every battle I've fought, has been my own. I'm not a pawn, and I'm not a puppet. I'm Yun Lintian, and I control my own fate."

Fan Shen's smile didn't waver. "Is that what you tell yourself to sleep at night? How noble. But let me ask you this-if you're truly in control, then why are you here? Why are you fighting a battle that was never yours to begin with? You think you're protecting the realm and your people, but all you're doing is playing into the hands of those who've manipulated you from the start."

Yun Lintian's eyes flashed with anger, but he forced himself to remain calm. Fan Shen was trying to provoke him, to make him doubt himself. And Yun Lintian refused to give him that satisfaction.

"I fight because it's the right thing to do," Yun Lintian said, his voice steady. "Not because someone told me to, not because it's part of some grand plan. I fight because I choose to."

Fan Shen chuckled again, the sound dripping with condescension. "How quaint. But tell me, Yun Lintian, do you really believe that? Or are you just clinging to the illusion of free will because the truth is too painful to accept?"

Yun Lintian didn't respond. He couldn't. Fan Shen's words were like a poison, seeping into his mind and threatening to unravel everything he believed in. But deep down, he knew the truth. He had always known. His parents' disappearance, the trials he had faced, the battles he had fought-it had all led him here, to this moment.

And now, standing before Fan Shen, he was certain that he was nothing but a pawn in this grand scheme. However, Yun Lintian refused to let that define him. He had made his own choices, fought his own battles, and he would continue to do so, no matter what Fan Shen said.

Fan Shen's smile softened, as if he could see the turmoil in Yun Lintian's eyes. "You're stronger than I expected, Yun Lintian. Most people would have broken by now. But you... you're still standing. Still fighting. I can respect that."

He paused, his gaze shifting to the Heaven Piercing Sword in Yun Lintian's hand. "But strength alone isn't enough. You need power. Real power. The kind of power that can change the world. And I can give that to you."

Yun Lintian's eyes narrowed. "What are you talking about?"

Fan Shen's smile returned, but this time, it was colder, more calculating. "Join me, Yun Lintian. Become my pawn, and I'll give you the power you need to break free from the chains that bind you. Together, we can reshape this realm, create a new order where you and I are the masters of our own fate. No more manipulation, no more strings. Just freedom."

Yun Lintian could feel the weight of Fan Shen's offer pressing down on him, but he refused to let it sway him. He had come too far, fought too hard, to give in now.

"I don't need your power," Yun Lintian said, his voice firm. "And I don't need your freedom. I'll forge my own path, no matter what it takes."

Fan Shen's smile faded, replaced by a look of mild disappointment. "A shame. I had hoped you would see reason. But if you insist on clinging to your illusions, then so be it."

He raised his hand and a majestic sword gradually emerged in the air, crackling with a terrifying power...