Chapter 377: The Unfathomable Thread of Fate (Fourth Update, Seeking Monthly Votes)

"Naturally, I have divined it," Mingsha said.

Yu Liancheng said, "Oh, then what have you divined?"

Mingsha sneered and spoke bluntly, "The Commander is a peerless talent. In terms of martial arts, intelligence, fortune, and destiny, he is a dragon among men; there are few in the world who can be his enemy. He is destined to achieve an unparalleled hegemony and rule the world. And no matter who you are, in the end, you can only be stepping stones for the Commander."

Yu Liancheng said with a look that was not quite a smile, "It seems you did not help Heilong Siling divine his fortune today before setting out to deal with Hua Yingxiong."

"And what if I had?"

"If you had divined for him, you would have discovered that he is covered in black clouds today and is not far from death," Yu Liancheng said, standing with his hands behind his back and smiling faintly.

"You lie!" Mingsha's expression changed, and she scolded sharply, "Although the Commander will be hindered by the 'Heavenly Fated Lone Star' and the 'Dark Demon Star,' he has the appearance of a long life."

Yu Liancheng wore a smile and said, "Coincidentally, I also know a little bit of divination. Just hearing his name, I know he is a short-lived ghost; he will surely die today. If you don't believe it, why don't we make a bet?"

"Bet... bet on what..." Mingsha's brows furrowed tightly, and suddenly she revealed a look of realization, scolding angrily, "Bullshit divination! You originally intended to kill the Commander."

Yu Liancheng looked at Mingsha with surprise: "So you aren't an idiot."

He had come to the United States this time to find the Old Beggar. But the Old Beggar was mysterious and unpredictable, like a divine dragon that shows its head but never its tail. If the other party intended to hide, it would be very difficult to find him without the help of the vast organization that was the Heilong Hui.

Furthermore, after the collapse of the Rakshasa Gate, the Heilong Hui had become increasingly unscrupulous, and there were even signs of them invading the East. Yu Liancheng naturally would not mind sending Heilong Siling on his way, and while at it, take control of the entire Heilong Hui to become a massive organization that shrouded both the East and the West.

"You..." Mingsha's expression changed repeatedly. Suddenly, a look of determination appeared on her aged face. Her hands moved with lightning speed, and the corners of her mouth pulled back, emitting a sharp, strange cry like a crow: "You must die!!"

Her pupils turned black, flowing like liquid, and covered the entire eyeball. Within the entire eye socket, there was not a trace of white left, filled with an eerie aura.

Yu Liancheng frowned. He felt his raging fire of life suddenly flicker, as if blown by a gust of wild wind, or as if it had suddenly been covered by a layer of black gauze that cut off life.

"Hmph!" Yu Liancheng let out a cold snort, his Qi and Blood surging violently. The entire rooftop seemed like a sea of blood, dyeing half the horizon red. Under this raging fire of life, the so-called wild wind turned into a breeze, and the black gauze was burned away directly.

"You dare to plot against me."

Yu Liancheng's expression turned cold. He reached out and grabbed, instantly pinching Mingsha's throat, leaving the old woman with her feet off the ground, struggling incessantly like a fish gasping on the shore.

Mingsha revealed a look of astonishment. She had originally intended to use a certain secret technique to curse the other party; even if she could not make him die, he would suffer heavy injuries and have his lifespan reduced.

Of course, this came at a price for her as well.

The crystal ball inherited by her family shattered, and her own aura grew increasingly weak; one leg and one hand had already lost all sensation.

Yet, having paid such a heavy price, it seemed not to have caused the slightest harm to Yu Liancheng. This guy's vitality was too surging.

"Old woman, aren't you very good at divination? Why not guess whether I will kill you."

Yu Liancheng brought Mingsha up to his face, a ferocious smile appearing at the corners of his mouth: "Should I cleanly snap your neck? Or throw you off the top floor to be smashed into meat paste? Or perhaps slowly tighten my grip on your throat and let you suffocate to death? Go ahead and guess."

Guess my ass; no matter how you guess, it's death.

Mingsha's teeth chattered, and her face turned purple.

"This..." Hua Yingxiong hesitated.

This Mingsha had first tried to plot against him, and now she had attacked Yu Liancheng; she naturally deserved to die. But to torture and murder such an old person did not seem like something they, as righteous people, should do.

Yunluo Gongzhu also felt some pity, but she knew that once Yu Liancheng decided on something, it would not allow for change or questioning; he was as arbitrary and dictatorial as a monarch.

Mingsha stared fixedly at Yu Liancheng. Looking at his face, although she knew she would surely die, she wanted to see the trajectory of fate through his physiognomy and pass it on to Heilong Siling through special methods so that Heilong Siling would have a better countermeasure.

It must be said that this old woman was indeed loyal to Heilong Siling.

"Impossible... this..."

Mingsha's eyes widened. She saw countless intertwined threads of fate on Yu Liancheng. It seemed that because of him, the original life trajectories of countless lives had been changed.

As for this person's destiny, it was even more complex: at times like a dragon soaring into the nine heavens, at times like a tiger roaring in the forests and earth, at times like a Demon slaughtering all living things, at times like an Emperor ruling over all things...

Could there really be such a peculiar person in the world?

No!!

Suddenly, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Mingsha's mouth. Her body trembled, and she died right there, stiff and straight.

Mingsha had already been on the verge of death, yet she had tried to pry into the secrets on Yu Liancheng. Under the backlash of the Heavenly Secrets, there was naturally no way for her to live.

"Eh, she seems to be dead?" Yu Liancheng blinked and asked in confusion, "Did I accidentally let my aura leak out and shake her to death?"

Immediately, he shook his head and tossed Mingsha's corpse aside casually.

"Forget it, dead is dead. Consider it her good luck to suffer a little less. Next, it's time to go find trouble with the Heilong Hui. I just don't know how Heilong Siling's martial arts compare to the Rakshasa Gate Master's."

New York, Long Island City.

To be precise, an island next to Long Island City.

The island and the shore were connected by a stone bridge five or six hundred meters long.

The island's name was Black Dragon Island, and it was the base of the Heilong Hui, the largest gang in the United States.

Several medieval European castle-style buildings were constructed on Black Dragon Island. The black brick and tile exterior walls, combined with the craggy rocks on the island, made Black Dragon Island appear even more stern and mysterious.

The person living in the most magnificent palace at the very center of Black Dragon Island was none other than the leader of the Heilong Hui, who held the lives of countless people in his hands, the most powerful gang leader in modern American history—Heilong Siling.

In the eyes of outsiders, Heilong Siling was an existence close to a God.

He had God-like power, God-like martial arts, God-like wisdom... In the past few years, anyone who opposed the Heilong Hui, no matter how powerful or wealthy, had only two outcomes in the end.

Either die, or join the Heilong Hui; there were no exceptions.

But the Heilong leader was, after all, only a mortal.

Mortals also have their troubles and worries.

On a building on Black Dragon Island, Heilong Siling's brows were furrowed tightly. His heart was already filled with many troubles and sorrows.

But he could not tell anyone, because in the eyes of outsiders, he was the invincible, God-like Heilong Siling, and how could a God have troubles?

"Heavenly Fated Lone Star, Dark Demon Star, and... Yu Liancheng," Heilong Siling muttered to himself.