NTR: Choice Based System

Ye Wanshu, after careful deliberation, finally made his decision. "I choose the third reward, this unique statue," he declared, his gaze fixed on the enigmatic artifact. "However, I have a condition."

The Holy Son nodded; his expression serene. "Very well. Please state your condition, and I shall consider it."

Clan Leader Ye Wanshu, his face impassive, spoke, "I wish to know every detail about this statue, including its origin and where did you find it." Though he was uncertain of the statue's true nature, his mind, steeped in corruption, saw an opportunity to exploit its power for his nefarious plans.

The Holy Son paused, a knowing glint in his eyes. "Very well, Clan Leader Ye. I can grant your request. However, I must warn you that the knowledge you seek may prove to be a double-edged sword."

Intrigued, Clan Leader Ye Wanshu pressed on. "I understand the risks. Please, enlighten me."

The Holy Son Xiao Feng then revealed the truth about the statue. "The relic was of unknown origin, and even I don't know its true provenance. But one thing I can be sure of is that this thing is not from our world."

"As for its use," he touched the statue's forehead, and a dark blood oozed out, "inject your blood, and you'll feel its power. With this relic, you can control anyone with a lower cultivation than yours. But remember, as I mentioned, it can be a double-edged sword. If the person subject to control resists and breaks your control, you'll face a powerful backlash that may even take your life."

Ye Wanshu, his eyes widening with greed, listened intently. He saw an opportunity to ascend to unparalleled heights, to become the supreme ruler of the realm. The risks, he dismissed as mere obstacles to be overcome.

"I accept the challenge," he declared, his voice filled with arrogance. "I will harness the power of this statue and use it to shape the world according to my will."

The Holy Son watched him with a mixture of pity and disdain. "You have sealed your own fate, Clan Leader Ye. May the gods have mercy on your soul." He thought in his mind while looking at clan leader Ye Wanshu whose eyes were glued at the statue.

With a final, ominous smile, the Holy Son handed over the statue to Ye Wanshu. As the Clan Leader took possession of the relic, he injected his drop of blood into it, and a surge of dark energy pulsed through it, filling his mind and soul.

From that moment on, Ye Wanshu had stepped into the true world of corruption, from where he could not escape. He would delve deeper into the darkness, losing himself the more he sought to wield the power of the unknown origin statue.

The ancient artifact, a relic of a bygone era, was not merely a tool of power but a gateway to a perilous realm. Ye Wanshu, blinded by ambition, had chosen to cross that threshold, unaware of the horrors that awaited him. As he embraced the dark energy, he became a puppet of the statue, his free will erode by its sinister influence.

He'll become a mere vessel for the statue's malevolent power. His actions, with this he is going to enter into the new world and his decisions will now be dictated by the relic's insatiable hunger for control.

He would use his newfound abilities to manipulate and dominate, sowing chaos and destruction wherever he went.

The Holy Son, smile and knew what is waiting for clan leader Ye Wanshu, he had warned Ye Wanshu of the consequences, but the Clan Leader had chosen to ignore the warning. Now, he would pay the ultimate price for his hubris.

Ye Wanshu, a man already steeped in corruption, had a history of vile deeds.

He had forced women into submission, murdered those who stood in his way, and manipulated events to ascend to power.

While the world of cultivation often involved the exercise of power by the strong, Ye Wanshu's actions were far beyond the norm, bordering on monstrous.

His ruthless pursuit of power led him to commit heinous crimes. He orchestrated the murder of the previous Clan Leader, the husband of First Elder Eva Angel.

This act not only shattered a family but also destabilized the Ye Clan.

Furthermore, Ye Wanshu, in a display of callous disregard for the clan's future, aided external forces in the assassination of the clan's Ancestor, a powerful cultivator who had been the pillar of their strength.

The consequences of Ye Wanshu's actions were dire.

The Ye Clan, once a revered first-rate clan, plummeted in status, reduced to a second-rate power.

The loss of their Ancestor's protection left them vulnerable to attacks from rival clans and external threats. Ye Wanshu's thirst for power had not only tarnished his own soul but had also brought ruin upon the clan he was supposed to lead.

Having secured the leadership of the Ye Clan, Ye Wanshu's insatiable hunger for power grew exponentially. His ambitions now extended beyond the confines of his clan, reaching for the dominion of the entire continent.

To further his grand designs, he had carefully cultivated a close relationship with the Emperor. He shared First Elder Eva Angel, a woman he conquered after killing her husband. He gave her to the Emperor and Emperor humped for three days till he felt satisfied.

By ingratiating himself with the Emperor, Ye Wanshu sought to position himself as a key player in the imperial court, paving the way for his eventual ascent to continental power.

However, Ye Wanshu was keenly aware of the existence of shadowy figures, entities more powerful and influential than himself, who harboured their own ambitions for control.

The acquisition of the mysterious statue, with its enigmatic power, ignited a spark within him. It offered him a glimpse of a potential edge, a tool that could tilt the balance of power in his favour.

With renewed confidence, Ye Wanshu began to formulate his next move, a bold and audacious plan to seize control of the continent and reshape the world according to his twisted vision.

The stage was set for a perilous game of power, a high-stakes gamble where the stakes were nothing less than the fate of the entire realm.

As his mind was filled with clouded thoughts, Ye Wanshu found himself inside a dark room. He was alone, and for some reason, he couldn't use his cultivation to peer through the darkness.

being a high-level cultivator, clan leader Ye Wanshu didn't panic. He tried to figure out what was going on, calling out for the First Elder and the Holy Son, but there was no response.

Seeing no response, he thought of checking himself. As he attempted to move, he saw two primordial eyes opening in the darkness.

Ye Wanshu's heart pounded in his chest. Fear, a sensation he hadn't felt in centuries, crept into his being. The eyes, ancient and filled with a power beyond comprehension, seemed to pierce through the darkness, straight into his soul.

He tried to move again, to retreat, but his body refused to obey. A cold, invisible force held him captive, preventing him from escaping the encroaching darkness. Desperation gnawed at him as he realized he was utterly helpless.

Suddenly, a low, guttural voice echoed through the room, "a man filled with ambition and corruption." Eyes were glaring at Ye Wanshu.

The voice was as ancient as the eyes, filled with a power that made Ye Wanshu tremble. He tried to speak, to reason with the unseen entity, but her voice was lost in the void.

Hearing it, Ye Wanshu felt it was the most melodious voice he had ever heard in his life. Then, before his eyes, the figure manifested in darkness, though invisible, its curves mimicking those of the woman in the statue.

The figure came towards him, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. "I like your ambition and desire," the figure's voice boomed, echoing through the ethereal dark realm. "But you are too weak to even achieve a single percent of those desires."

Ye Wanshu, bewildered, looked at the figure. He knew the figure had seen deep into his soul, knowing his every truth, past, present, and perhaps even his future.

Terrified, he asked in a stuttering tone, "Who are you?"

The figure laughed, and her melodious laughter was enough to melt his heart. "Who I am is not the most important thing now," she said. "The important thing is what you desire and how far you can go to achieve those desires. As for me, I can help you achieve those desires, and then you may be qualified to know who I am."

With that, the darkness again enveloped Ye Wanshu, who was lost in thought.

Then, with a sudden thought, he found himself back in the room, facing First Elder Eva Angel and Holy Son Xiao Feng. Ye Wanshu asked, "What was that? Who is that entity?" His eagerness was evident in his tone as he asked to the Holy Son.

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