Chapter 443: Misfortune

Lei Kedun watched Wu Ya Anu's unlucky mishap, his mouth twitched slightly, and he turned his head toward the nearby Tu Ba Ge and asked in puzzlement:

"You turned the Probability Die?"

"No, it wasn't me." Tu Ba Ge shook his head repeatedly and gestured as he said.

Lei Kedun ignored Tu Ba Ge's reaction; his gaze fell on Wu Ya Anu, his eyes suddenly deep and void, seeing the fate of Anu being disturbed, his brows involuntarily furrowed, and he murmured:

"Then turn it once now; Anu is entangled with so much misfortune that even drinking water makes him choke."

"Misfortune?" Tu Ba Ge murmured, then took out the small square iron box that Lei Kedun had placed there.

After retrieving the Probability Die from inside, it casually tossed the die toward Wu Ya Anu; the milky‑white die landed on the floor, bounced a few times, hit Anu's wing, then quickly stopped with the six face up!

Tu Ba Ge truly is the real Euro Emperor; the Probability Die in his hand stayed fixed on six, his gaze swept over Tu Ba Ge and then fell on Wu Ya Anu, whose eyes appeared solemn and profound, as if he could peer into the river of fate.

In Lei Kedun's view, the misfortune wrapped around Wu Ya Anu disintegrated instantly after the Probability Die showed six, like a small ice piece thrown into raging flames, leaving not even a wisp of steam.

As the misfortune was dispelled, Wu Ya Anu felt his body instantly lighten, he quickly flapped his wings, rose from the small round table, and in his jet‑black eyes a human‑like fear emerged as he said:

"Boss, I just encountered a strange person who shot me with a revolver!"

Tu Ba Ge examined Wu Ya Anu carefully and said:

"You have no wound, no injury; the earlier collision with the window doesn't count!"

"That bullet perhaps didn't cause real damage, but rather the dense misfortune that was on him just now."

Lei Kedun said something thoughtfully, then reached out and withdrew the Eye of Secret Peeking that had been placed on Anu.

An eye, as if formed from countless brilliant starlights, cold, indifferent, without eyelashes, swiftly reflected from Wu Ya Anu's eye, then instantly solidified and floated into Lei Kedun's hand.

As he curled his right hand into a fist, the starlight‑formed eye shattered rapidly, turning into specks of starlight that surged into Lei Kedun's body.

He immediately closed his eyes, receiving the information from this Eye of Secret Peeking, scene after scene flashing in his mind:

There were strange mushrooms spreading across the entire Pas River Valley, with scattered people gathering and eating them, as well as members of the Knowledge Church and Spiritual Cult who collected and processed these mushrooms.

Lei Kedun manipulated the floating images in his mind, sweeping away the unimportant ones.

Soon, he saw some terminally ill wanderers lying haphazardly in the corners of Pas's streets, who had lost mobility and speech, their occasionally opening lips the only proof they were still alive.

Similar scenes quickly passed, until the final segment, where Lei Kedun saw several wanderers who should have died of disease strangely healed, their bodies becoming far healthier than before, faces flushed, spirits more vibrant.

They were preaching something to others who shared their fate, but the Eye of Secret Peeking could not record sound, so Lei Kedun could only roughly infer from their lip movements and gestures:

"Great Mother. Second Life. The merciful mother who bestows all spirits, truly compassionate, caring for every believer. Great Mother"

The recorded image in the Eye of Secret Peeking flickered briefly, as if Wu Ya Anu had encountered an emergency.

As the image steadied, he saw the newly reborn wanderer ahead staring at the air with a gaze full of gloom and madness, watching Wu Ya Anu hovering in the sky.

His lips moved slightly, silent, yet Lei Kedun instantly understood the meaning he conveyed:

"Recently I keep seeing this crow's figure—are you using it to find me? Or to watch me?"

"Is it him, that devotee of the Primordial Moon, whose followers who ate the mushrooms will eventually become his puppets? No, impossible—such massive scattering of one's own spirit would only cause oneself to go out of control and become mad; those are merely potential puppets?"

Just as the thought flickered, he saw the wanderer in the image pull an antiquated revolver from his tattered coat and pull the trigger at himself.

A dark‑colored bullet flashed clearly into Wu Ya Anu's eye; he quickly beat his wings to rise, but the bullet eerily twisted in the air and struck Wu Ya Anu directly.

The Eye of Secret Peeking's recorded scene seemed unaffected, swiftly rising away from the area.

The Eye's image staggered for a while; clearly, Wu Ya Anu's return, hampered by misfortune, was turbulent until he crashed into the inn's glass window, where the scene abruptly ended.

Opening his eyes again, Lei Kedun finally realized what he had previously missed. Among the believers of the Primordial Moon, there are some extraordinary Fate Path practitioners from the Life School—how had he overlooked them? With fate's favoritism, no wonder that devotee of the Primordial Moon dared to act so brazenly.

As his thoughts turned, his gaze fell on the Probability Die still quietly standing on the floor; he approached, bent down, picked it up, examined it carefully, and muttered:

"I always feel all this is inseparable from you; what do you intend? Are you now the embodiment of the Probability Die or the Key of Light?"

The milky‑white Probability Die lay silently in his hand; it has no mouth and cannot speak, but even if it could, Lei Kedun thought it wouldn't pay attention to him. People on the Fate Path are all charlatans!

After a moment of quiet contemplation, still without a clue, Lei Kedun turned back to his desk and began drafting a new letter, intending to ask Ke Lai En to help him inquire of A Luo Desi about the whereabouts of three Knowledge Emperor traits.

He casually tore a blank sheet, wrote two sentences on it, then, using the still‑burning candle, dripped essential oil and hydrosol into it again, summoning Ke Lai En's messenger:

"I;"

"I summon, in my name:"

"the spirit that wanders in illusion, a friendly being that can be commanded, the messenger belonging solely to Ge Er Man Si Pa Luo."

Soon, a semi‑transparent woman emerged from the passage created by the ritual.

The first to emerge was a figure clad in an elaborate, opulent yet dark black gown; as Tu Ba Ge curiously examined this messenger, Lei Ni Te Ti Ni Ke Er's headless body fully stepped out, her drooping hands bearing four golden‑haired, red‑eyed, strikingly identical heads.

Tu Ba Ge's expression froze instantly, shifting from curiosity to terror; recalling his fear of vengeful spirits, he lunged and fell at Lei Kedun's feet, burying the bag deep into his trouser leg.

The four golden‑haired, blue‑eyed heads of Lei Ni Te Ti Ni Ke Er curiously inspected Lei Kedun, speaking each word deliberately:

"You summoned me. For what?"

Lei Kedun handed the freshly written letter to her, chuckling lightly as he said:

"Please deliver a letter to Ge Er Man Si Pa Luo, postage due; the amount will be the gold coins he gives you after the letter arrives."

Lei Ni Te Ti Ni Ke Er extended her right hand forward; one of the heads she held opened its mouth and clamped the letter tightly, while the remaining three heads sequentially said:

"Postage due? No problem."

Speaking, the messenger turned and walked back through the ritual‑created passage; her figure vanished before Lei Kedun's eyes, and the passage closed.

"Alright, she's gone." Lei Kedun shifted his right foot, reminding Tu Ba Ge.

Tu Ba Ge cautiously lifted his head, scanned the surroundings, confirming the terrifying woman had left, then he let out a sigh of relief and said:

"Boss, sending letters is something that that book or the dumb rabbits could handle; why summon the cold, icy Ke Lai En's messenger?"

"You didn't go with Ke Lai En, so I can't locate him; I have to have his messenger deliver the letter."

Lei Kedun calmly explained, then pulled Tu Ba Ge to stand properly and said:

"I'm going to the New Sect to find Li Ao Mas Te; will you stay at the inn or come with me?"

"Stay at the inn!"

Tu Ba Ge and Wu Ya Anu said in unison.

Lei Kedun nodded, ignoring the two homebound fellows; as he turned, his figure instantly became transparent, then turned into sparkling star‑light that surged and slipped into the Spirit Realm.

On the Jiaergas Archipelago east of the Luosi De Archipelago, Ke Laien, still bearing the appearance of Ge Er Man Si Pa Luo, stepped off the passenger ship. He intends to look for a chance to act as a Faceless One here while hunting some pirates, replacing the souls that are being grazed by the writhing hunger.

Soon after stepping off the ship, he felt his inspiration stir; he deliberately glanced around nonchalantly, and subtly activated his Spiritual Sight.

With Spiritual Sight active, he saw a Miss Messenger wearing an elaborate black court gown, holding four heads in her hands, appear before him; the head in her right hand had a white sheet clenched in its mouth.

"My letter?" he muttered in his mind, "I can tell the style without even thinking who wrote it." He extended his idle hand, took the paper from Miss Messenger's mouth, gave it a casual shake, and unfolded the letter:

"Ask A Luodesi for the whereabouts of the three Knowledge Emperor traits, as detailed as possible!"

"Knowledge Emperor?" he wondered, "Is that the name of the Hermit Path Sequence One? The Emperor of Knowledge?" As the thought drifted, he saw Miss Messenger still standing calmly nearby, all four heads' eyes fixed on him.

An inexplicable chill rose up his spine; Ke Laien took two uneasy steps forward, lowered his voice, and said:

"Anything else?"

"A strange fellow with very bright eyes. He said to pay a gold coin."

The four heads that Miss Messenger held in her hands spoke the words in separate segments.

Ke Laien's expression froze for a moment. "Is this guy treating Miss Messenger as a courier? I've never ordered cash‑on‑delivery items online before."

Ke Laien muttered a comment in his mind, then expressionlessly pulled the gold coin he occasionally uses for divination from his pocket and handed it to his messenger.

Lei Ni Te Ti Ni Ke Er's one head opened its mouth and bit the gold coin Ke Laien handed over; then her figure instantly became transparent and vanished into the bustling street.

On the southern bank of Pa Si River Valley lies a region occupied by Yindis Military Forces, and the church of the God of Steam and Machinery preaches here.

In a coffee‑bean processing factory, sparkling star‑light surged from the Spirit Realm and re‑coalesced into Lei Kedun's figure.

His figure solidified, and the shadow before him suddenly writhed, surged like a flood, quickly twisting into a male silhouette.

Deep lines marked his forehead, eye corners, and mouth edges, yet his hair was jet‑black and glossy, with no silver strand—a perfect match for the head of missionary affairs for the Aurora Society on the Southern Continent, the "Black Saint" Li Ao Ma Si Te.

His brows and eyes looked weary; after a gentle nod toward Lei Kedun and without further words, he led the way, bringing Lei Kedun to his office in the factory.

After placing the brewed coffee before Lei Kedun, he sighed and said:

"You arrived earlier than I expected. What are the Primordial Moon's minions up to?"

(End of Chapter)