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Chapter 365 - 208: An Ominous Divination, Ascending to a Fate Like Great Misfortune_2

Chapter 365: Chapter 208: An Ominous Divination, Ascending to a Fate Like Great Misfortune_2

He didn’t have the guts to kill the protagonist, but he was bold enough to make a fortune under the guise of avenging the protagonist.

Just as he began the divination, a crack abruptly appeared on the Nine States Instrument.

"Damn, an ill omen!" Gu Shanhai felt numb; what kind of situation was this?

"Why did I get a bad omen instead of whether the person is dead or not?"

Gu Shanhai was a bit puzzled; the bad omen was not about him but indicated an issue with the target of his calculation, which backfired onto his... Nine States Instrument.

Without the Nine States Instrument, it would have backfired onto Gu Shanhai’s... Heart Demon substitute, then his various Spirit Plants, and only after that, him.

He had long been well-prepared for this.

"What the hell, I was just doing a divination, and even my own fate has decreased," Gu Shanhai suddenly realized something was wrong.

The temporary blessings he’d been enjoying lately from eating stir-fried pork with bottle gourds had been wiped clean; even the fortunate fate he had accumulated over many years had been reduced by a third.

This could arguably be considered a good thing. The bad omen that initially crept up following Gu Shanhai’s Prophetic Divination was negated by this fortunate fate; otherwise, he too would have been out of luck.

"The Auspicious Skill was close to failing due to the shock, the reversal of fatal destiny needs rebooting, and there’s more..."

It wasn’t just Gu Shanhai, but all divinatory spells, especially those relating to fortune, within the "Green Emperor Longevity Scripture" he had integrated with were impacted to some degree, particularly those related to fortune, which bore the brunt of it.

"That means Shen Heng is not dead yet. Otherwise, this kind of problem wouldn’t arise. But where did his ominous omen come from?"

Gu Shanhai was quite puzzled. Logically, without the destiny fate, and with the double boost of being a transmigrator and having the Golden Finger, there shouldn’t be any bad omens.

"No, that’s not right, it’s not impossible. It’s the doing of the Xuanji Realm."

Gu Shanhai suddenly realized that this sort of grand gesture could only be the work of the Xuanji Realm; They wouldn’t kill directly but could instead set up situations to cause others’ demise.

The main point was, without their destiny fate, Shen Heng became a major virus, a nuisance that if not dealt with, could bring harm to oneself.

"Damn, why didn’t my intuition give me a heads up." Gu Shanhai felt somewhat helpless, but then again, it made sense; if his intuition held such capabilities, he would have ascended long ago, no need to fuss over such matters.

"So, did this antivirus operation actually kill Shen Heng?" Gu Shanhai was actually quite doubtful.

Logically speaking, he should be dead, or else Gu Shanhai wouldn’t have been sent to pick up opportunities.

But this ill omen that he divined seemed to suggest that Shen Heng wasn’t dead after all. If a person died, his debts were cleared, and there would be no trace of him left; the Xuanji Realm had no Six Paths of Reincarnation, and reincarnation was only a dangerous possibility for those who had reached the Cave Soul Stage.

If Shen Heng really had reached the Cave Soul Stage, there would be no need to self-destruct the Giant God Mecha; even Divine Phase or Magic Awakening Stage cultivators would likely be no match for him.

Thus, the matter became murky and perplexing.

However, everyone in the Xuanji Realm believed that Shen Heng was dead, with the ancient artifact also destroyed in the battle. Consequently, many sects and Loose Cultivators had ceased their pursuits.

The man was dead, and any further investigation was meaningless; the greatest artifact was ruined, and with no benefit, there was no motivation.

"Strange, why did my divination result in a minor ill omen?"

For safety, Gu Shanhai divined his own fortune once more and found that his normally unremarkable fortunes had turned into a minor ill omen.

"What if I leave this place and stay somewhere else?" Gu Shanhai cast another divination, "Why is it still a minor ill omen? Is something clinging to me?"

Gu Shanhai cast a total of seventeen divinations; no matter where he went, even if he returned to Chengyun Sect, the divination was still unfortunate, with the degree varying from minor to major ill omens depending on his choices. Especially returning to Chengyun Sect, it directly turned into a major ill omen.

"First, an ill omen, and now inauspicious divinations, there’s nothing simple about this."

"First, we can rule out the possibility that I’ve exposed myself as Taoist Wude," Gu Shanhai narrowed his eyes, "otherwise it wouldn’t just be a major misfortune, but the catastrophe of the Peeping Dao Stage would come crashing down on me."

"So, it’s only a matter of looking at the consequences brought about by my Prophetic Divination of Shen Heng."

"Then, let’s just wait and see," Gu Shanhai’s eyes narrowed as he awaited the ominous prophecy to unfold.

If it were a major misfortune, he would definitely flee; but if it were a minor one, and his life was in danger, the correct actions could resolve it, unlike a major misfortune where survival was slim.

Of course, the main reason was that Gu Shanhai could not avoid it. If he could, he would have done so already, as he was someone who generally preferred to avoid trouble.

...

Shen Heng opened his eyes, letting out a weak breath.

"Xuanji Realm’s targeting of me is getting stronger and stronger," Shen Heng knew he was sick, not physically, but a sickness of the soul.

Ever since he had stepped into the Purple Mansion Stage, the sickness began to act up.

If one were to categorize this illness, after targeted research, he discovered it was simply a case of not acclimatizing to new surroundings.

He was a transmigrator; during his time in the Qi Refinement Realm and Foundation Establishment Stage, he hadn’t delved into anything related to the soul, and thus his transmigrated spirit hadn’t been exposed to the outside world; therefore, there was no grounds for talking about not acclimatizing.

"It seems my days are numbered; it’s just that An’er..." Shen Heng looked at his son, who was sealed by the Extreme North Cold Stone and found it unbearable to part with him.

After reaching the Purple Mansion Stage and suffering from the disease due to not acclimatizing, he had hidden his identity and sought a solution, unexpectedly falling in love with a female practitioner and fathering a child. However, ultimately, his secret couldn’t be kept. His Avoiding Calamity and Tribulation Method was too covetable; eventually, the female practitioner died, and although his son survived, he suffered from congenital deficiencies due to the repercussions she suffered during her pregnancy.

If not for the use of the Extreme North Cold Stone to seal him, the child would have died early on.

And so, he had built the Giant God Mecha for his revenge. All who had pursued him, each and every one from those days, were now dead.

Even though he was chased to his last breath, he had already calculated how to fake his death and live incognito.

"In the scroll of life, is there any way to allow An’er to live on!" Shen Heng didn’t hope to save himself. He had questioned his own ’Golden Finger’ about this ten years ago.

The scroll kept evolving, and finally, in its ceaseless twisting, a line of characters emerged.

Shen Heng also knew that his ’Golden Finger’ was nearing its end, just like him.

[East Floating Mountain Range, Five Elements Sect, Taoist Wude]

Looking at this line of text, Shen Heng was a bit stunned, as he remembered the Azure Dragon from the Divine Sect’s Meeting of those years.

With a look back, it was as if it were yesterday.

"Who could have thought, he’s only at the Purple Mansion Stage now, it’s no wonder I lost," Shen Heng knew that disciples from the Chengyun Sect who went out to establish their own sect were those breaking through from the Purple Mansion Stage to the Spirit Origin Stage.

"It’s just... how could he be willing to help An’er," Shen Heng had a good impression of Taoist Wude, a man of his word. Over the years, the Chengyun Sect hadn’t pursued him for anything, at least not openly.

"I have no choice but to rely on the Giant God Mecha." Shen Heng understood that he had nothing else that could pique the interest of Taoist Wude.

Before transmigrating, he was a Mecha Researcher, and in his mind, besides the Giant God Mecha which could match the power of the Magic Awakening Stage, there was also the God Slayer Mecha that could compare with the Peeping Dao Stage. However, in the Xuanji Realm, he had not found the necessary core materials to construct it; otherwise, he wouldn’t have had to fake his death to escape.

"Cough, but traveling to the East Floating Mountain Range is also a difficult task; I must think of a foolproof plan," Shen Heng was so weak that his current strength was probably around that of the Purple Mansion Stage, and in a short while, it might even fall back to the Foundation Establishment Stage. The illness caused by not acclimatizing was eroding his soul continuously.

Once he regressed to a mortal, it would be the moment his soul dispersed.

He had at most half a year left, or else why would he act so frantically?

Facing imminent death, one naturally wishes to settle old scores. No one who chased him or offended him was spared; only then could he die without regrets, his mind finally at peace.

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