Death Game: Starting as a Trickster, Pretending to Be a God

Chapter 709: Gu Mo

Listening to Zhu Qiansi’s words, Lin Yu immediately realized something."Three? You mean Lin Zhao, Shen Bingmiao, and another accomplice?"

And that accomplice was not hard for Lin Yu to guess; it was practically staring him in the face.

Back then Shen Bingmiao had told him that the fallen deity was named "Fate and Rule"…

But from the mouth of that deity’s Chosen One, the fallen deity’s full name was "Fate and Rule and Change."

No one had ever told Lin Yu this directly, but from his common sense he inferred that divine authorities probably could not be duplicated among gods.

Plus, this "third person" was connected to him somehow, so it wasn’t difficult for Lin Yu to deduce who Zhu Qiansi meant.

Of course it was that crow who also wielded the Authority of Change!

"That guy came at the second dungeon — could he have ties to Lin Zhao as well?"

"No, I need to go ask Shen Bingmiao."

Thoughts racing in his mind, Lin Yu’s gaze softened considerably as he looked at Zhu Qiansi.

"Thank you. You told me a lot of things I didn’t know before."

Zhu Qiansi was a little surprised at Lin Yu’s sudden words.

"What?"

After devouring the pasts of nearly a million people with her Causality Silk divine power, Zhu Qiansi already understood humans very well and could predict most human reactions.

But Lin Yu’s response now was completely unexpected.

Compared to the information she had given, why wasn’t he at all worried about his own safety?

"Don’t you realize? I’m going to erase your existence next."

Zhu Qiansi said this, and Lin Yu nodded calmly.

"Yeah, so what?"

"You can’t do it."

He looked at Zhu Qiansi. "You want to use Causality Silk to fuse with me, so up until now… you haven’t implanted any Causality Silk in me, right?"

"Because you know very well the causal entanglements tied to me are too many. To 'replace' me, it must be done quickly."

Lin Yu spoke softly. Zhu Qiansi nodded. "True, but… this place was prepared by me — time flows very slowly here."

"Moreover, now is exactly the moment you are leaving the Prison Mountain Realm — that force called the Game, which towers above all worlds and gods, will interfere with everyone’s judgment."

"In this fleeting instant, I will complete the fusion with you… and then, I will become you."

Zhu Qiansi spoke, and white silk threads began to spread from the ground toward Lin Yu.

Lin Yu smiled.

"This is your final mistake, Zhu Qiansi… you didn’t probe me with Causality Silk, so you don’t know who I really was, nor why I’m connected to those three."

"This face of mine, this identity, is fake."

Zhu Qiansi frowned. "I know, but no matter who you are, I—"

The next moment, Zhu Qiansi went silent.

Because opposite her, Lin Yu’s hand lightly brushed his cheek and shifted into another face.

"To be honest, I only wanted to know what your goal truly is," Lin Yu’s voice changed into a more vibrant young woman’s tone, "Zhu Qiansi… long time no see."

Lin Yu smiled.

In that instant, she felt an overwhelming terror emanate from Zhu Qiansi.

"How could it be you — how could it be you?!"

She screamed as if she had seen a ghost. The spider that seemed emotionless and had slaughtered millions, the demon with millennia of cultivation, the former Chosen One of the Fate god… now reacted like a child caught by an austere father.

Not even the presences of Lin Zhao, Shen Bingmiao, and the Crow, who once killed the Fate deity, had caused her such fear — in fact, Zhu Qiansi had clearly been plotting revenge against them.

Within that Fear Lens, only three figures terrified Zhu Qiansi.

The Taiqing Sect Founder and Yunzhen as master and disciple — the reckless, self-sacrificing ferocity of those two Taiqing Sect people had undoubtedly left Zhu Qiansi with deep dread.

But the Fear Lens showed a third figure.

A white-robed martial artist — and Lin Yu could sense that this third figure was the true object of Zhu Qiansi’s fear.

Although that figure was very vague and Lin Yu should not have been able to discern their appearance… one very convenient thing was that Lin Yu had actually seen that "white-robed martial artist" before.

He faced Zhu Qiansi and performed the starting posture of Bajiquan with devotion.

"Then… please teach me."

Lin Yu spoke to Zhu Qiansi in the appearance and tone of the Grandmaster, calmly.

Although it was a heavily flawed ruse — the Grandmaster was unlikely to appear here.

But Lin Yu’s flawless acting was enough to make Zhu Qiansi unable to tell truth from falsehood for the moment.

Besides, fear itself distorts judgment — like a visitor frightened in a haunted house: even if you know it’s fake, at the moment of terror there’s no time to think things through.

"Gu Mo — why won’t you just let me go!"

Zhu Qiansi trembled and shuddered.

Her silk threads writhed around her like tentacles, flailing wildly — but that was precisely the sign of Zhu Qiansi’s fear.

Animals in nature only bare their teeth when they feel threatened.

"You killed millions, and now you plan to come to my world. How could I let you go?"

Lin Yu spoke seriously, enunciating each word. "You want to obtain the Player identity, planning to collect the Fate Fragments scattered across the realms… are you trying to resurrect your master?"

"I am not — I only want to become a god myself!"

Zhu Qiansi said. "Is wanting to climb up wrong?"

"Of course it’s not wrong, but you can’t do it… where are your Fate Fragments?"

Lin Yu asked again.

Zhu Qiansi looked at Lin Yu. "They have long since merged with me… do you want them too, Gu Mo?"

She suddenly seemed to understand something and said in realization, "A year ago you spared me only because you didn’t yet know the value of the Fate Fragments. Now you know, so you came to take them, right?"

"If that’s so… then try!"

Zhu Qiansi said, as if resolute, and manipulated her silk to lunge at Lin Yu.

And at the very moment those silk threads lunged toward Lin Yu…

Zhu Qiansi suddenly sensed something wrong.

"Wait — you, you’re not her?!"

Her movements were too slow, and most importantly… these “silk threads” were Zhu Qiansi’s most treasured True Causality Silk.

So she instantly glimpsed some of Lin Yu’s "past" — though it was obscured and almost nothing could be seen.

But that was enough for Zhu Qiansi to realize the person before her was not the Grandmaster she feared — but an impostor!

"You dare lie to me?!"

"You were just too stupid," Lin Yu laughed, watching Zhu Qiansi’s killing intent rise again and the ruse be exposed, seeming even more confident, "But now… I think we can talk about cooperation!"