Chapter 1079

With the Heavenly Dao Golden List and the Heavenly Dao Hundred Flowers List appearing.

The supreme Mythical Realm experts across the realm were being exposed more and more, yet not a single Shattered Realm master had ever been revealed!

After all, the strong of the Shattered Realm are far above the supreme Mythical Realm!

864 Jin Guang, do you truly wish to die?

"Your Majesty! This humble minister is unworthy, but I am willing to try and deduce the whereabouts of the Blue Demon and Shi Yao."

Yuan Shoucheng had watched the drama for a long time; now seeing the Empress herself show interest, he finally spoke calmly.

Martial artists across the realm once said there were three great divination masters.

The first was the Mud Bodhisattva of Yunzhou.

His calculations were divine, truly peerless in the world.

Even before Xiong Ba rose to power, he had foretold Xiong Ba's fate.

He said: "Jin Lin is no fish for a pond; once it meets wind and clouds, it transforms into a dragon."

That one phrase caused Xiong Ba, after finding Feng Yun, to claim all of Yunzhou's heavenly destiny and qi for himself.

Had Yunzhou not returned, and fortune drastically changed,

Xiong Ba's Tianxia Hui would have soared ever higher, forcing even Yunzhou's imperial court, Tian Jian Wu Ming, and the Sword Saint Senior Dugu into hiding.

Later, the Mud Bodhisattva vanished without a trace, leaving the world puzzled.

The second was the Lotus Living Buddha of the Great Yuan.

He was not only a Mi Sect Gao Seng, but also the founder of the Great Yuan.

With his mastery of fate-projection techniques, he created the unique cultivation method known as reincarnation burden.

Thus, the weak Great Yuan rose upon the grasslands.

Finally securing a place for itself amid the chaos of the Nine Provinces.

The third was Yuan Shoucheng, the first State Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty, known as Lu Wushuang the Divine Diviner.

Yuan Shoucheng excelled in divination using spirit-linked copper coins; it was said his art of fortune-telling rivaled that of the Mud Bodhisattva and the Lotus Living Buddha.

Now, for the sake of discovering Shi Yao and the Blue Demon's whereabouts, he had voluntarily stepped forward to perform the divination.

"Oh? If Mr. Yuan is willing to lend his hand, that would be perfect."

Wu Zhao, upon hearing this, became quite interested.

She had already grown quite intrigued by the Illusion God Technique.

If Shi Yao was wise enough to surrender this Wu Gong, she would be willing to attempt mastering it.

After all, even ignoring the Shattered Realm, the fact that it continuously enhances a woman's beauty held immense allure for Wu Zhao.

"Very well! Then I shall humbly attempt it."

Yuan Shoucheng laughed loudly, swiftly forming hand seals, then establishing his position within the Ming Hall.

He walked to the southeast corner and sat down directly.

Zhang Jianzhi, confused, was about to ask.

But Di Renjie shook his head and whispered softly,

"General Meng! Master Yuan's divination abilities are divine—every move he makes follows the method of fortune-telling.

You should watch more and ask less; if you disturb his ritual and provoke the Empress's wrath, it won't be good."

He nodded subtly toward Wu Zhao's direction.

Zhang Jianzhi turned to look and saw Wu Zhao's face expressionless, yet her eyes brimming with anticipation.

Clearly, she was deeply interested in Yuan Shoucheng's divination of Shi Yao and the Blue Demon's whereabouts.

He was puzzled inwardly, and whispered quietly,

"Your Excellency, why is the Empress so invested in this matter?"

Even when Wu Zetian ruled, she rarely cared deeply about anything.

Once Wu Zetian became obsessed with Longshouxi Ximen Wudi, she stopped even bothering with court affairs.

Thus, the Empress's unusual focus now puzzled Zhang Jianzhi.

"You! How dare you whisper about the Empress in the Ming Hall?"

Di Renjie couldn't help but scold softly.

"Oh! Your Excellency is right—I apologize."

Zhang Jianzhi finally realized he had overstepped unintentionally.

"Enough, enough! Be more careful next time."

But Di Renjie, who held great fondness for Zhang Jianzhi, still explained further,

"Think about it—this Illusion God Technique allows a woman's beauty to continuously improve…"

"I understand—thank you, Your Excellency, for illuminating the path."

It wasn't that Zhang Jianzhi was foolish; it was simply that Empress Wu was so brilliant and formidable that court ministers often forgot she was a woman, seeing only the Emperor.

Only now did he suddenly realize: the Empress, though brilliant and mighty in both civil and martial prowess, was still a woman after all!

Wu Zhao's cultivation had reached Master Tongtian—how could she not hear Di Renjie and Zhang Jianzhi whispering?

But since they had not uncovered her true identity, she let it pass.

After all, she believed that even Wu Zetian herself could not hide her absolute desire for the Illusion God Technique.

"Rise…"

As Di Renjie and Zhang Jianzhi whispered, Yuan Shoucheng had been muttering continuously, preparing for the divination.

At the critical moment, he shouted "Rise!"

Suddenly, he scattered a handful of copper coins from his sleeve.

These copper coins—each one had a glossy, lustrous sheen, with a faint divine light gathered within.

They were precisely the spirit-communing copper coins bestowed by Heaven's Dao.

Using these copper coins would be of great benefit to Yuan Shoucheng's divination and deduction.

After scattering the spirit-communing copper coins across the ground, Yuan Shoucheng suddenly formed several hand seals in quick succession.

Those spirit-communing copper coins, with no wind to move them, shifted on their own and directly arranged themselves into several complex patterns on the ground.

Zhang Jianzhi was also a jinshi by training, and his learning was quite broad and profound.

At a glance, he discerned that the patterns were actually a set of profound script.

Only what script exactly it was, he had no idea.

He was just about to ask Di Renjie, to see if he knew.

He did not expect Yuan Shoucheng to suddenly flush red in the face, and then violently spit out a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Hmph! You wretched creature, you still dare to deviate from the righteous path like this?"

Just at this moment, Jin Guang beside him suddenly spoke, preparing to unleash the Daoist arts of the Xuanxin Sect.

Those spirit-communing copper coins shifted rapidly, suddenly projecting an image upward into the air.

The image was rather blurry; one could only faintly make out what seemed to be a human silhouette over there.

"Jin Guang, do you truly wish to die?"

That human silhouette actually opened its mouth and spoke.

"Hmph! Traitor…"

Hearing these words, the Daoist arts Jin Guang had been preparing could only helplessly dissipate.

If he were at his full prime, dealing with this human silhouette before him would pose no real difficulty.

But the trouble was, Jin Guang now carried a hidden affliction; one moment of carelessness, and he feared he would perish and his Dao vanish.

If it were anyone else he faced, Jin Guang would still dare to gamble.

But this indistinct figure before him was truly an existence Jin Guang did not dare to gamble against.

"You call me a traitor, but I say all of you of Xuanxinzheng Sect are heartless, loveless, ungrateful wretches."

The man in the image was utterly arrogant, giving Jin Guang a thorough tongue-lashing.

Being publicly berated like this—especially in front of the Empress—Jin Guang's face could not help but fall.

"Zhuge Qingyun, do you truly think I wouldn't dare to make a move against you?"

So it turned out this image was precisely Xuanxinzheng Sect's traitor of yesteryear, the one who had fallen in love with the Blue Demon—Zhuge Qingyun!

"Hmph! If you've got the ability, then make your move—anyone can talk big."

Zhuge Qingyun was utterly unconcerned, clearly aware of Jin Guang's condition.