46. Nothing Is Predestined by the Heavens
After taking their seats, the figure before them remained silent.
Miss Gong was quite at ease.
You don’t talk, I don’t talk. Let’s see who can outlast whom.
Bored, she examined the items on the table.
There were pills, weapons, some strange wooden blocks, and a large circular plate.
This wasn’t what a normal person’s table should look like, but Gong Yiling didn’t know the significance of these items.
“Um, Youyuan,” after a long silence, Leng Yuli finally leaned over and whispered, “why isn’t he talking?”
“He’s waiting for us to speak.”
“Then why aren’t we saying anything?”
“He was the one who called us, not the other way around.” Gong Yiling said impatiently, “So if he doesn’t want to talk, then I won’t either. Let’s see who can outlast whom.”
Leng Yuli was speechless.
This girl was truly… unique, and her personality was quite interesting.
“Then what should we do now!?”
“Now…” Gong Yiling looked at the items on the table and suddenly had an idea.
Although these were common items, the circular plate… seemed to be a divination board.
The items on the table weren’t placed randomly, but in a specific pattern.
This pattern required a special method of interpretation, and it also involved understanding the meaning of each item, such as the pills, weapons, herbs, and wooden blocks.
If she could understand the meaning of each part, she could decipher what was written on the board.
And this special divination method had a specific name in Gong Youyuan’s book.
“Ancient Method: Hundred Objects, Not Predestined by the Heavens.”
The moment these words left Gong Yiling’s lips, the figure before them flinched slightly but showed no other reaction.
“What’s that?”
“A legendary divination art.” Gong Yiling explained, “This method uses common objects, arranged in a specific way on a divination board, to obtain a result based on their positions and relationships.”
Leng Yuli had never heard of such a miraculous divination method and couldn’t help but ask, “Is it reliable?”
“Divination is always a matter of ‘better to believe it than not.’ If you think it’s reliable, then it is. If you don’t, then it isn’t. It all depends on you.”
“And this method is not only ancient, but its specific techniques are almost lost. Even if people today could find a correct translation, it wouldn’t be easy to understand.”
“So,”
Gong Yiling clapped her hands and said directly to the mysterious man, “this divination board is probably useless, just for show.”
However, after she said this, the man replied, “You haven’t seen my interpretation. Why do you belittle this art?”
“Then tell me, what do the items on this board mean?”
The man then said, “The final interpretation of this message is:”
“When the Eight Desolations end, the swordsman appears.”
Did this even need interpretation?
Weren’t these the words the Eight Desolations Sword Alliance had always feared?
“Anything else? I’ve heard this a thousand times.”
The man continued, “The karmic debt of the demonic sea, a monstrous wave.”
Wait… Gong Yiling raised an eyebrow.
What did that mean?
What was the “karmic debt of the demonic sea”? What was the “monstrous wave”?
“There should be one more part, right?” Gong Yiling finally asked, “About this divination result.”
The man finally turned around slowly, but his face was still hidden by a large oni mask.
“Why should I tell you?”
Gong Yiling shrugged. “Whatever. If you don’t want to tell me, then don’t. And you put this here. Weren’t you hoping I would interpret it myself?”
Hearing this, the man chuckled, then said, “I just happened to create this divination result, and you arrived, so I didn’t have time to put it away.”
“And earlier, I was contemplating the result, which is why I didn’t speak to you.”
Was there such an excuse? Ignoring the people you summoned because you were thinking about a divination result?
This guy was truly…
“But you two girls are interesting.” The man chuckled. “I didn’t bring it up, and you didn’t either.”
“As invited guests, we have to be respectful.” Gong Yiling bowed to him. “May I ask why the Pavilion Master has invited us here?”
“Oh, about that.” The Pavilion Master’s gaze fell on Leng Yuli. “Your father asked me to look after you a bit, so I took this opportunity to see you before the auction.”
Leng Yuli retorted, “Is that really what my father said?”
Before the Pavilion Master could answer, Leng Yuli chuckled self-deprecatingly. “There’s no need to hide anything, Pavilion Master. I know what kind of person my father is.”
“Instead of ‘looking after me,’ his original words were probably, ‘you have to report everything I know to him, and if I refuse, you should use my father’s orders to force me,’ right?”
The Pavilion Master seemed to pause for a moment, then said, “Your father did indeed say that, but I have no interest in the affairs of the Eight Desolations Sword Alliance.”
“Just a bunch of old fools clinging to ancient artifacts, unable to innovate. If the Eight Desolations Sword techniques could be unified by the Sword Master, their lineage would surely achieve far greater things.”
Ending the cycle of conflict with a single war, allowing the destiny of the Eight Desolations to be reborn from the ashes, and achieving unparalleled greatness.
According to his words, this man seemed to support the Eight Desolations Sword Master’s conquest of the Sword Alliance. But… if he supported the Sword Master, why was he willing to help sell his sword?
This was a rather contradictory point.
“I’m not here to listen to your grand speeches.” Gong Yiling said, “If that’s all you wanted to say, then my presence seems unnecessary.”
“That’s just one aspect.” The Pavilion Master then turned his gaze back to Gong Yiling.
“Miss Su, I’ve heard a few rumors about you. They’re not very reliable, and some of them are quite interesting. So, I wanted to see what kind of person you are.”
