Chapter 682

"Destiny?"

Su Chen shook his head: "Is destiny so easy to calculate? Furthermore, you and I have never met; why should I perform divination for you?"

"Please forgive this junior for being abrupt!"

After speaking, Zhang Wuji untied a precious sword from his waist and handed it over, continuing: "This precious sword was left behind by my grandfather, named the Heaven-Reliant Sword. This junior once promised my parents that I would accompany this Heaven-Reliant Sword for the rest of my life. This trip is specifically to find its owner. If Mr. Su is willing to help, this junior will naturally offer this sword and will follow Mr. Su forever, without any complaints!"

"Hmm?"

Seeing Zhang Wuji take out the Heaven-Reliant Sword, Su Chen's eyebrows twitched, showing some interest, "Have you thought it through?"

"That's right, as long as you can help me with divination, this junior is willing to follow you!" Zhang Wuji nodded.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Su Chen's mouth as he took the Heaven-Reliant Sword to examine it, feeling deeply moved in his heart. This is the legendary Heaven-Reliant Sword.

Looking at Zhang Wuji, Su Chen asked again: "Since you insist on me performing divination, then I will calculate one for you. I only hope that no matter whether the result is auspicious or ominous, you will remember what you said today. However, this place is not very convenient. If you want me to perform divination for you, then follow me to the Half-Moon Inn."

After speaking, Su Chen took the lead, leading Zhang Wuji and Xue Xian'er out.

Half-Moon Inn!

When Su Chen brought Zhang Wuji and Xue Xian'er into the shop, everyone was startled.

"Such a young second-grade martial artist?"

The waiters in the shop looked at the suddenly appearing Zhang Wuji, but instead normally poured tea and served them.

Su Chen tidied up his clothes, handed the mountain chicken in his hand to the back kitchen, and then sat down at the table.

Zhang Wuji also hurriedly sat opposite Su Chen.

Looking at Zhang Wuji opposite him, Su Chen paused for a while before speaking: "Young Master Zhang, what do you want to calculate?"

"Uh..."

Zhang Wuji hesitated for a moment, then slowly raised his hand and extended his right arm in front of Su Chen.

"Hmm? What are you doing?"

Su Chen looked at Zhang Wuji and frowned slightly. Although he practiced the Hunyuan True Qi, he was also a physician. He knew very well that there was a wisp of extremely faint azure True Qi in Zhang Wuji's right arm meridians, making it impossible to use True Qi. Unless the ice poison was repaired, Zhang Wuji's meridians would be unable to circulate True Qi.

"Cough, cough..."

Zhang Wuji coughed awkwardly and said: "Mr. Su, I want you to help me see how my right hand can get better."

As he spoke, Zhang Wuji pointed to his right arm.

"This..."

Seeing this situation, the people around also began to discuss it one after another, especially the slightly older woman, who widened her eyes and looked at Zhang Wuji, her face full of shock.