Today’s divination shows great misfortune, everything is taboo.
Remaining lifespan: 6 years
Chen Huaian ignored his strangely positive divination and directly opened the customer service system:
“Help me deduce who is the mastermind behind the demon cultivators in the Secret Realm of Central Continent?”
[This is your first deduction today, the deduction is free.]
[Note: Due to the player’s accumulated layers of bad luck reaching one thousand, to avoid the player dying from an accident, this deduction is rejected. Please reduce the layers of bad luck first!]
Chen Huaian’s mouth twitched.
To be honest, he had already experienced the power of losing one thousand layers of luck.
Now he had to be extremely careful about everything. It was unbelievable that he could still find bugs in his food in a place like the containment room, and even after changing dishes, he still got diarrhea, which could even block the toilet? Coincidentally, there was no water that day, and not only was there no water, but there was also no paper. He was about to go out for some paper when he stepped on his shoelace…
An ordinary person with one thousand layers of lost luck might not survive for an hour.
But he was tough and was also a cultivator. Even if his nose bone was broken, it could heal, making it seem like there wasn’t much serious impact.
But only he knew how unbearable this was.
Even more seriously, if he hadn’t lost one thousand layers of luck, he might not have encountered the Corpse King Emperor Jiang, and the Wuzzy Beard wouldn’t have died. The Corpse King Emperor Jiang could have revived somewhere else instead of right in front of him!
It was all bad luck!
“Tell me, how can I clear my state of lost luck?”
[Good deeds and accumulating virtue can clear layers of lost luck. Based on the size of virtue, one to one thousand layers of lost luck can be cleared. Additionally, you can clear them by recharging. The first one hundred layers cost 1000￥, the next three hundred layers cost 10000￥, the next three hundred layers cost 100000￥, and the last three hundred layers cost 1000000￥.]
“For one million to clear one layer, why don’t you just rob people?!” Chen Huaian’s roar distorted as he pressed the phone screen to argue, “I killed the Corpse King Emperor Jiang, why isn’t that counted as a virtuous deed? If Emperor Jiang were still alive, how many people would die?”
[The birth of the Corpse King Emperor Jiang led to the death of over fifty thousand people. The player has inherited this karma, so virtue and sin cancel each other out.]
“Is that how virtue is calculated?!” Chen Huaian was both angry and ashamed.
But suddenly, he couldn’t get angry anymore.
Late justice is not real justice, and so many people have already lost their lives.
If he wanted to gain virtue by killing Emperor Jiang, he had to do it perfectly.
Anyone could wear the title of hero.
But being a true hero is not easy.
“Alright, I understand. I’ll recharge.”
It was impossible to offset all one thousand layers of lost luck by recharging. He just needed to offset the first one hundred layers as long as it didn’t affect his deduction. The rest of the layers could be cleared eventually, considering the unstable situation in the real world where evil spirits could appear at any time.
“Tell me, who is the mastermind behind the demon cultivators in the Secret Realm of Central Continent.”
Chen Huaian, with nine hundred layers of lost luck, looked grim and deeply resentful.
[This is your third question today, the cost is 1000￥]
[This deduction will increase the layers of lost luck due to great karmic involvement! Confirm the deduction?]
“Deduce!”
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In the Cangyun Realm, the weather changed abruptly.
Countless cultivators looked up at the sky with fear, where dark clouds gathered and a golden vertical pupil wrapped in lightning scanned back and forth, seemingly searching for something. Fortunately, this strange celestial phenomenon did not last long before disappearing.
The old masters of various sects were no longer surprised by such phenomena,
They merely glanced and then closed their eyes to continue meditating.
However, deep within the Ten Thousand Mountains, Ji Dong, who was training in a blood pool, could not sit still.
Although he did not directly face that golden celestial eye, he still felt goosebumps and discomfort.
He had just advanced to the peak of the Divine Transformation stage and was more sensitive to this kind of divine fortune probing. He immediately opened his eyes and angrily said, “What audacity, to dare spy on me? I will see who it is!”
Opening his eyes and casting a spell towards the sky, he spewed blood violently.
“Why is it that person again? What does he want?”
In that fleeting glimpse of divine fortune, he saw the figure holding a sword, feeling his scalp tingle and a suffocating sense like being entangled by a python. Could it be because he had a brief eye contact with this person that he was discovered?
But he practiced secret techniques!
“Calm down, don’t get agitated, stay calm.” Ji Dong took a deep breath.
Since he had been discovered, the immediate priority was to prepare.
His array formation was already complete and would not delay the plans of that great person. Even if all the demon cultivators and those practicing demonic arts outside the Secret Realm of Central Continent were found, it would not matter since they were mere distractions.
But he still wanted to live.
Live to restore the glory of the Heavenly Demon Sect, even if it meant relying on the support of those great people.
“Great person, this junior might have been noticed by someone,” Ji Dong took out a jade slip, and a faint female figure appeared. He smiled ingratiatingly and respectfully said, “That person is a sword cultivator. According to my subordinate’s investigation, the person is identified as an elder from the Sword Pavilion named Chen Huaian.”
[Chen Huaian?]
The woman’s voice in the jade slip sounded puzzled.
[I haven’t heard of such a person. There is a Chen among the elders of the Sword Pavilion, but not with this name.]
“Then it might be that person hiding their identity. Great person, look, I have prepared everything, waiting for the Secret Realm of Central Continent…”
[Leave the Ten Thousand Mountains.]
The woman’s voice was indifferent. [The old nun will cover your divine fortune for you. Rest assured, that sword cultivator won’t find you. Stay in a remote place until the heat of the Secret Realm of Central Continent dies down before you come out.]
Ji Dong’s heart finally calmed down, and he quickly bowed in gratitude.
“Junior thanks the senior for mercy. Senior, rest assured, junior will seek out better Daoist treasures for you in the future.”
[Mm.]
The woman in the jade slip did not wish to speak further, her figure dissipated like green smoke.
At the same time, a vast spiritual consciousness swept over, and Ji Dong immediately felt the surrounding spiritual energy become turbid. Stepping out of the cave, the landscape around him had drastically changed, clearly indicating that the core of the array formation had been completely hidden under the divine fortune, including his own divine fortune which seemed to be covered by a veil.
This concealment of divine fortune was very domineering.
He even felt a bit disoriented about the direction of heaven and earth.
Ji Dong left the Ten Thousand Mountains and entered a farmstead, disguising himself as a merchant to stay in an inn.
This town of mortals could be considered the safest place.
Generally, no cultivators would come here.
“Now that I have that great person covering my divine fortune, I am completely safe.”
Ji Dong happily ordered a pot of wine, thinking about whether he should refine two blood corpses for fun tonight.
…
At the same time.
Containment Room No. 0.
Chen Huaian, looking at the middle-aged man dressed as a merchant in the inn, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a vicious smile spread across his face.
“You dog, I’ve found you! Hahaha!”
