Wu Xiao Wu

Chapter 1295 The Law of Conservation of Luck?

After dealing with Xu Qianqin, Ye Ling did not hold back, completely burning her physical body and soul to ashes, eliminating any possibility of her resurrection.

"After avenging myself, the next step is to find a way out..." Ye Ling walked out of the prison cell, looking at the dark, long corridor, and muttered to himself.

After leaving the torture chamber, Ye Ling had scanned the entire dungeon with his divine soul. There was no trace of the Primal Seven Kings here, so there was no point in him staying any longer.

"That masked man could see through my rune disguise. If I rush out rashly, and if I get caught again, I might not have another chance to escape."

Ye Ling did not leave the dungeon immediately. Instead, he returned to the torture chamber and concealed himself.

He already had a plan in mind, but it required the cooperation of the jailer.

After concealing himself, Ye Ling quietly waited in the room for a few more days, finally waiting for the jailer to return.

A faint light glowed in the room, and the jailer's figure slowly materialized.

"Finally, the meeting is over. My little darling, were you waiting long?" The jailer hummed a tune, looking at his torture instruments with a sinister smile, and then froze.

"Where is he?"

"You're finally back... Big brother, do you really have to take so long for a meeting?"

Ye Ling's voice echoed in the jailer's ears, making him tremble all over.

*Rumble!!!*

Before the jailer could make any move, a large number of black chains shot out from the ground and entangled him.

The Devouring Domain operated at full power, and Mo Zhi Jian instantly took shape. Before the jailer could even react, he was transformed into text!

Ye Ling emerged from the darkness, smiling at the jailer bound by chains, still playing with the jailer's soul-piercing needle.

Seeing Ye Ling emerge, the jailer's heart was filled with shock, and he exclaimed, "How did you... how did you recover your strength? This is impossible!"

"It's a fact, what's impossible about it?"

Ye Ling did not give the jailer much explanation. He walked up to the jailer with the soul-piercing needle and said, "I was bored these past few days and did some research on your toys. Would you like to experience them?"

Hearing Ye Ling's words, the jailer's pupils contracted violently, and he stammered, "What... what do you want to do?"

He had guarded this dungeon for an immeasurable amount of time, and this was the first time he had encountered such a situation. At this moment, he was completely panicked.

As the inventor of those torture devices, he naturally knew how terrifying his torture devices were!

Ye Ling looked at the jailer's trembling body and chuckled, patting the jailer's face. "I was just joking with you. Why are you so scared?"

The jailer trembled and said, "Ye Ling, I warn you, you'd better let me go immediately, or I will never forgive you!"

"There are heavy guards outside this dungeon, and you still have the adult's mark within you. You absolutely cannot escape! Also, I need to clock in at fixed times. You can't keep me trapped for long before the people above discover that you've broken free!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk... You guys are like a formal organization, actually needing to clock in." Ye Ling mocked with a smile, threw away the soul-piercing needle in his hand, and began to transform himself into text using Mo Zhi Jian.

Seeing Ye Ling's actions, the jailer's eyes were filled with even more confusion, and he asked tremblingly, "What... what do you want to do?"

"You'll know soon enough."

Ye Ling replied indifferently, transforming his physical body and soul entirely into text, and then unsealing the text and the masked man's sealing style.

In the jailer's eyes, he only saw Ye Ling transform into numerous characters scattered around the room. Where Ye Ling had stood, only a seal formed by text remained.

This peculiar and eerie method greatly shocked the jailer.

"Don't be surprised so soon. What will shock you even more is yet to come."

Ye Ling teased the jailer, then activated Mo Zhi Jian to scramble the text that formed the jailer, and then reassembled the jailer's text around the masked man's seal.

The jailer watched helplessly as the masked man's seal gradually formed within his body, sealing his power!

"This... this..."

The jailer was completely stunned. What was happening now was completely beyond his imagination!

Could the adult's seal be transferred?

However, the jailer still did not understand Ye Ling's purpose in doing this, as Ye Ling's strength had already recovered, and the adult's seal was merely a decoration, with no need for transfer.

Was it a show of strength?

Just as the jailer was filled with shock and confusion, Ye Ling's next action made him understand everything.

The text that formed Ye Ling reassembled itself, but Ye Ling did not revert to his original form. Instead, he became identical to the jailer!

Not just in appearance... even their auras were exactly the same!

It was then that the jailer realized he had a physical form and had become "Ye Ling."

"You swapped identities with me?" the jailer realized, and infinite fear surged into his heart!

When he was captured by Ye Ling earlier, he wasn't that scared, as this was his territory, and the people above would soon discover that something had happened to him and send someone to rescue him.

But now, the situation was different...

Ye Ling had taken his identity, which meant he would be trapped in the prison forever, until he died!

"You don't have to be too scared. I've already dealt with the guys inside the dungeon. You're safe inside, at least in terms of your life."

Ye Ling smiled lightly at the jailer, picked up the jailer's giant scythe, hooked it onto the jailer's collarbone, and dragged him towards the Calamity Dungeon.

"So, this is what it feels like to drag someone along..."

Ye Ling chuckled, dragged the jailer to the prison entrance, opened the barrier with the Myriad Worlds Insight, and threw the jailer in.

The jailer ignored the pain in his soul and frantically pounded on the barrier, roaring at Ye Ling, "Ye Ling! Let me out!"

"Behave yourself!"

Ye Ling whipped the jailer fiercely with the iron chain, knocking him unconscious into the darkness, before swinging the jailer's scythe and humming a tune as he walked out of the dungeon.

However, as Ye Ling walked out of the corridor, he saw a masked woman standing quietly outside the dungeon, looking at him calmly.

The smile on Ye Ling's face instantly froze...

He had read the jailer's memories.

He knew that this masked woman was on the same level as the masked man, a powerful being among the Seven Pillars.

Even the warden who managed the jailers was merely a minor official under the Seven Pillars.

Could he be this unlucky?

Ye Ling wailed inwardly upon seeing the masked woman, but he still forced himself to bow to her respectfully, saying, "Greetings, my lord."

The masked woman glanced at Ye Ling indifferently. She seemed not to have noticed Ye Ling, who had altered his attributes, and said faintly, "I'm here to interrogate Ye Ling."

Hearing the masked woman's words, Ye Ling could no longer maintain his composure...