Back on the mountain path, Ji Si and Zhao Xing quickly reviewed what had happened.
"Grand Minister of Agriculture, are you saying you were drawn into an independent space-time and met the fourth gate master of the Ten Aspects Gate?"
"Yes." Zhao Xing scratched his head. "It's strange. From that perspective, I gained something, because he answered so many of my questions. But before I went in, I clearly saw that I had drawn the worst lot. How did it suddenly become the best?"
Before he entered, it had clearly been the worst lot, promising danger at every turn.
After he emerged, the inscription on the lot in his hand had changed to the best.
"That was my fault."
"How so?"
"Grand Minister of Agriculture, we actually drew four lots."
Ji Si said thoughtfully, "It's just that I reversed the process three times with a spell, before the first three could take effect."
"I thought I had overwritten the first three inscriptions, but I didn't fully succeed."
"Your experiences inside the lot cylinder can be divided into four parts."
"First, meeting Bowei on the iceberg. Second, meeting Gu Luo River at home. Third, the illusion on the summit. Fourth, meeting the fourth gate master."
"Those four experiences corresponded to the four lots."
"The ones we know are: [Worst lot, danger at every turn]."
"And the best lot: [Soul Roaming the Mountain Cosmos]."
"We just don't know the grades of the other two. I can't determine whether the other two experiences represented danger or good fortune."
Ji Si had also been drawn into other worlds by the lot cylinder, undergoing four separate experiences. That was why she immediately understood that Zhao Xing's experiences had actually been four lots combined into one.
"Then what did the gods' calculations I saw on the