Chapter 179

Wang Hai was no fool; he knew very well that with their current manpower, even if they really found Ji Tianrui, they wouldn't be able to capture her, and would instead throw their lives away for nothing. After all, there wasn't even a peak expert among them, let alone a Heavenly Human.

He just wanted to find out roughly what Ji Tianrui was plotting before Li Miao returned. He wouldn't really run in front of Ji Tianrui to die. Ever since he was blocked by the Earth Banner Master last time and had to have Li Miao abandon the Huashan Sect and travel long distances to save him, he had learned his lesson and would prepare to protect himself in advance.

Wang Hai went to make preparations, and let's talk about An Ziyang and You Ziang.

The two changed their clothes and left the city.

The capital is not limited to within the city walls. The area within a few miles surrounding the city walls is full of various settlements, large and small. The common people enter the city to work during the day and leave the city to go home to rest at night.

If one wants to hide, these places are the most suitable.

The first place the two went to was the long street outside the main gate of the capital.

On both sides of the street, it was full of various shops, civilian houses, and inns.

After Li Miao abolished You Ziang's Plum Blossom Thief internal energy, he switched to cultivating the Godly Thief Sect's techniques, making him a fellow disciple of An Ziyang. The two changed their clothes and looked like two wealthy young masters traveling together, chatting and laughing along the way, while using their peripheral vision to mark spots, waiting only for nightfall to come and investigate one by one.

As they walked, An Ziyang's footsteps paused.

"Brother An, what's wrong?"

You Ziang asked.

"Brother You, look over there, a peerless beauty, can't miss it."

An Ziyang's gaze did not shift.

You Ziang turned his head to look, and also let out a sigh of admiration.

I saw the peerless beauty An Ziyang had seen when entering the city during the day, sitting on the side of the street. She was wearing hemp clothes, graceful and charming, with a table set in front of her, and a shabby, out-of-place flag standing behind her.

In the middle of the flag was a Bagua, and on the left and right sides were written the eight characters: "Observing stars and Qi, divining good and ill fortune."

This girl was actually a fortune teller setting up a stall.

"That's rare."

You Ziang said.

"Since ancient times, even if fortune tellers aren't blind, they have to be old men with goat beards. This girl is so beautiful, yet she also comes to do this?"

An Ziyang waved his hand.

"It is said that strange people have strange appearances; no one stipulated that fortune tellers must be ugly, right?"

"How about it, Brother You, we are looking for a needle in a haystack, and we are not in a hurry. Why don't we go take a look?"

"Let's go." You Ziang nodded.

The two walked leisurely to the woman and sat on the chairs opposite her.

The woman smiled sweetly: "This young master looks familiar; did we meet outside the city gate during the day?"

An Ziyang's eyes lit up, and he nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, yes."

The woman chuckled.

"In that case, I have a connection with you, young master. Why don't I give you three divinations, how about it?"

"Here, I divine marriage, career, and lifespan; all are extremely accurate."

An Ziyang's mind was entirely on the woman's face; where would he have the heart to think about fortune telling?

Although his character was resilient, he was truly fond of beauty. It is said that there are wrong names, but no wrong nicknames; his nickname "Kidney-Deficient Young Master" was really not a slander against him.

He nodded hurriedly.

"In that case, let's do as the young lady says, divine these three things! Marriage, career, and lifespan."

"Young master, please stretch out your hand for a look; let me see your palmistry."

The woman stretched out a hand so white it was almost transparent, took An Ziyang's hand, and placed it in front of her to observe carefully.

An Ziyang was naturally happy to cooperate.

The woman looked for a long time, then chuckled.

"Young master, your fortune is truly not bad. These three are all very good; which one do you want to hear first?"

An Ziyang naturally smiled affectedly.

"If it were in the past, I would definitely ask about lifespan first. But seeing you today, I only have the word 'marriage' on my mind."

"Young lady, please tell me about marriage first."

The woman smiled, not letting go of An Ziyang's hand.

"In that case, let's talk about marriage first."

"However, your marriage, young master, is not with me."

She smiled charmingly, but An Ziyang's eyes dimmed, thinking this was the woman's tactful refusal.

Although he liked beauty, he did not like to force things. If the other party was unwilling, he never pestered them.

It was just a pity that such a beautiful woman had no connection with him.

An Ziyang was not so flustered as to lose his composure, only saying.

"Young lady, please tell me, where should I look for this marriage of mine?"

The woman chuckled and slowly spat out a sentence.

"I see your marriage, young master, is in Quanzhou."

"At the Shaolin Temple, with Miss Ling'er."

Boom!

An Ziyang only felt a chill rush from the soles of his feet to his crown; his whole body shuddered violently!

His hair stood on end, his scalp went numb!

Ling'er was Yong Jie's daughter, and also the Miao King's daughter.

Only a few people in this Jianghu knew of her existence! The Shaolin monks, Li Miao, himself... and the Ming Sect, Ji Tianrui!

Counting it up, Ling'er was exactly Ji Tianrui's half-sister from the same mother!

You Ziang, sitting on the side, noticed An Ziyang's unusual state.

He was not a greenhorn who had just entered the Jianghu; the moment he saw the look of fear on An Ziyang's face, he was suddenly shocked!

His hand flipped under the table; the poison he had stolen from An Ziyang during the day was already held in his palm, ready to be triggered!

But his wrist was gripped by An Ziyang.

You Ziang looked at An Ziyang; An Ziyang's face was already full of cold sweat, forcing himself to remain calm, and he slowly shook his head at him.

This poison of his absolutely could not deal with a Heavenly Human.

If triggered here, the woman would likely be fine, but the surrounding commoners would die seven or eight out of ten.

Moreover, his own hand was still held in the woman's hand.

He could no longer run.

After a long while, amidst the woman's playful smile, An Ziyang spoke tremblingly, making a final probe.

"Young lady... where did you learn this name?"

The woman chuckled.

"Young Master An, how could I not know my own sister's name?"

"I am exactly wanting to come and see my sister's marriage."

An Ziyang thought to himself, it's over.

It really is her, damn it.

Ji Tianrui.

Sitting right opposite him, less than three feet away.

An Ziyang could no longer speak, but Ji Tianrui chuckled.

"Young Master An, the marriage divination is finished; don't you want to hear about your lifespan?"

An Ziyang said tremblingly.

"Can I say... I don't want to hear it..."

"No."

An Ziyang was about to cry.

Who the hell wants to hear you talk about my lifespan!

You say "Five...", then I ask "Five years? Five months?".

Then you say "Four, three, two..." right?

Unable to hide, An Ziyang's heart suddenly hardened.

"Sect Leader Ji, just say it directly, how much longer can I live? Two breaths? One breath?"

"Kill or carve me up, I'm at your disposal!"

"Damn it, Lord Li will avenge me!"

Closing his eyes and pursing his lips, An Ziyang waited for Ji Tianrui to make a move.

He waited for a long time, but did not feel a sharp pain in his body.

Suddenly, Ji Tianrui laughed softly.

"Young Master An, didn't I say, the results of these three divinations of yours are all very good."

"How could I kill my sister's marriage?"

"I divined that you can live to a hundred and grow old with my sister."

An Ziyang suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Ji Tianrui.

Ji Tianrui laughed for a while before slowly stopping, her eyes looking into An Ziyang's eyes.

"Young Master An, there is still one divination left: career."

"However, those two divinations just now have already leaked the secrets of heaven, so I cannot tell you this last divination directly."

Ji Tianrui seemed to be truly troubled, pondered for a moment, and said.

"How about this, I'll give you a mantra that can help you rise to the top."

Ji Tianrui leaned forward, moved close to An Ziyang, lowered her voice, and said softly.

"Young Master An, remember it well."

"The mantra is—"

"Emperor, Mausoleum."

(End of chapter)