Card Apprentice Daily Log

Chapter 2813: Supreme Leader’s Crutch

Date: Unspecified

Time: Unspecified

Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern Region, Blossom District, Three Mischief Encampment, Limitless Celestial Blood Fate Rule Domain

Hearing my firm, uncompromising tone, the Supreme Leader’s eyes flickered. He was the type who hoarded power—anything he could get his hands on—whether he understood it or not, whether he needed it or not. It wasn’t enough that he wanted the strength the black pill promised; he also intended to keep the Tao Eyes for himself.

He had grown so dependent on the Eye of Prosperity that, without its guidance, he didn’t even dare to act on his own. Every move, every decision, weighed and approved. To him, even something as simple as breathing wasn’t instinct—it was calculation, a way to squeeze the maximum value out of every moment he was given.

It was clear his entire existence had come to revolve around the Eye of Prosperity. In his mind, the power of the black pill no longer seemed like a viable trade gaining its power meant losing the Eye of Prosperity. That was the thing stopping him from taking the pill.

It wasn’t surrendering and becoming subservient to me that troubled him. It was the thought of giving up the Eye of Prosperity... and, with it, any chance of ever obtaining the Eye of Fortune and fusing the two into a Tao Eye. He was so consumed by the thought of losing the Eye of Prosperity that he overlooked the alternative. It wasn’t death waiting for him—it was something far worse.

Now that I thought about it, among all the card apprentices I had ever used the Calamity Daughter Gem on, only the Supreme Leader had even sensed it. He alone had an inkling that standing against me didn’t lead to death, but to something far more suffocating—eternal servitude. That was if I was in a generous mood. Otherwise, I would simply recycle him—overhaul him for his origin cards, physique, and traits through Blood Fate Plunder meaning of the Blood Rule. Nothing would go to waste.

I shook my head and reminded the greedy fool, ”If you take the pill with that kind of mindset, only something truly horrible awaits you. So choose wisely—while the choice is still yours.”

My words pulled him back. The Supreme Leader finally snapped out of his spiral and looked at me with a heavy and calculating gaze.

Both of us already knew how this would end. He would take the pill. That much was certain. The only question left was when—and under what resolve.

He wasn’t the type to struggle against inevitable defeat. He didn’t turn failure into victory; he lingered on the sidelines, waiting for victory to come to him. His dependence on the Eye of Fortune made that painfully clear. Instead of using it as a guide for reference, he treated it like a script—something to follow without question.

Only a greedy coward would let an emotionless tool dictate the course of his life.

”Is there a way I can keep the Eye of Prosperity and still have a chance to recreate the Tao Eyes?” the Supreme Leader asked, trying to bargain—though the answer was already obvious.

”No, there isn’t,” I replied, firm and final.

I was about to declare time up and end this, when I noticed a shift. The Supreme Leader had activated the Eye of Prosperity, turning its gaze toward my Double Celestial Rule Domain. The intent was unmistakable—he was searching for a path to escape with both the black pill and his Eye intact.

For a moment, I thought he had finally found some backbone. Then he hesitated. He shook his head, his attention drifting back to the black pill in his hand.

Instead of escape, he redirected the Eye inward—toward a different future. He used it to evaluate what would happen if he took the pill, if he surrendered himself completely. More importantly, he wanted to know whether that path held even the faintest possibility of a comeback.

Under normal circumstances, the Eye of Prosperity couldn’t answer that. It could only calculate the outcome of a single action—how far it would go and where it would end. It couldn’t trace the ripples, the chain reactions that followed, nor the eventual fate those ripples might carve out.

But the Supreme Leader forced it to. He burned through his own life force, feeding it to the Eye, pushing it past its natural limits. In return, the Eye began to calculate not just the immediate outcome, but the cascading reactions that would follow—locking onto a specific possibility and unfolding it, step by step, as if it were already set in stone.

When the Eye of Prosperity finished its calculation, the Supreme Leader’s expression darkened. The result was inconclusive—whatever answer lay ahead fell outside the scope of the Card World as the Eye found that he would leave the Card World with his new master after conquering it, expanding their conquest to the entire Myriad realms.

Just as the Eye of Fortune couldn’t function beyond the Card World, neither could it calculate events that originated outside it. Within the Card World, every variable—every rule, every possibility—was laid bare to it. Beyond that boundary, however, the unknown stretched too wide, too chaotic to measure.

He could have forced the Eye further, burned more of his life to push the calculation deeper. But the Myriad Realms were vast—far beyond what his dwindling life force could sustain. Even if he tried, it wouldn’t be enough.

Instead of dwelling on the inconclusive result, the Supreme Leader fixated on the one fragment of certainty buried within it—that his would-be master would conquer the Card World, and then move on to the rest of the Myriad Realms.

That single thread was enough.

Once again, he forced the Eye of Fortune beyond its limits, burning through his life force. But this time, his intent had shifted. He no longer sought a path for his own comeback. Instead, he turned his gaze toward the future itself—toward the Card World that would exist under the unified rule of his possible new master and his part in it.