Could it be! He's lying to me?

The cultivators of the Jiu Zhe Sect were all stunned!

WTF!

Although they often heard that Tian Fang, with his cultivation at the Nascent Soul Realm Second Level, had crossed borders to forcefully kill a great Jade Purity Realm!

But isn't that a bit too much?!

What's this next move?

That's so cool!

However, it was a sigh of relief. The next moment, in a straight line, those disciples of the Gunzhe Sect who had no time to get out of the way were all roasted into black skin by the lightning, and their hair stood up straight and turned into hedgehogs. The Shamat family called them experts.

"Bang bang bang..."

The charred, dark-skinned monks lay on the ground, their bodies crackling with lightning, convulsing incessantly, but all had survived.

"Old man, if you don't come out soon, I won't be so kind next time."

Tian Fang toyed with the coin in his hand, a Dharma Sound resonated throughout the entire Jiu Zhe Yin Yang Sect.

Every now and then, an old man, leaning on a cane and supported by his disciple, would emerge.

Looking at Tian Fang, then at his disciples lying on the ground convulsing, the old man wiped his face heavily. "Ah, this..."

"Stop talking nonsense and tell my fortune, if you don't want your entire sect to be destroyed."

Tian Fang coldly stared at the old man before him, showing no respect for the elderly or care for the young.

"This..." The Sect Leader of the Jiu Zhe Sect looked somewhat embarrassed.

"What? You can't calculate it?"

Another Electromagnetic Cannon shot flew from Tian Fang's fingertips, and not far away, the mountain peak was shattered, with debris rolling down.

"No, no, no, that's enough, please spare my life, senior."

The old man quickly stopped him, lest this hot-tempered, handsome young man cause trouble.

While it may seem shameless for a thousand-year-old to address Tian Fang as "senior," what does face matter? Can you eat it?

Besides, in the Demon Race World, whoever has the highest cultivation level is the boss!

"Then hurry up!"

"What would you like to know, senior?"

"Just call me Young Master! Do I look that old? If you call me Senior again, I'll kill you!"

"Yes, young master! No problem, young master!"

The old man quickly changed his tune, "Really, are all geniuses this difficult to please?"

"Count it!"

"Please follow me, young master."

Wiping away a cold sweat, the old man, leaning on his cane, led Tian Fang towards the main hall of the Jiu Zhe Sect.

Above the Jiu Zhe Sect was a Ink Black Chess Game, surrounded by concentric circles of tortoise shells, and beyond that, black and white Yin Yang Fish!

There was nothing else besides that.

To be honest, it looks a bit rudimentary.

"As the chief disciple of Heavenly Secrets Child of the Vast and Righteous World, how can you be so poor?"

Tian Fang commented calmly.

The old man blushed with embarrassment. "What kind of head disciple am I? My master threw me out of the sect hundreds of years ago. Now I'm just an old codger trying to make a living."

"That old geezer who's just freeloading?"

Tian Fang chuckled softly.

"Legend has it that the top disciple of Heavenly Secrets City in the Immortal Seeking Immortal Continent Vast and Righteous World Wu Shuang his heroic bearing, and countless women fall in love with him at first sight."

However, this chief disciple, who calculated all the fates of the woman he loved and forcibly changed her destiny, ultimately suffered a backlash from the Heavenly Dao, aged a thousand years, withered his appearance, and had his Great Dao severed.

If someone as daring as him to defy fate calls himself a "good-for-nothing," then aren't those guys in the Vast and Righteous World and the Demon Race World even less than "good-for-nothings"?

"Oh, young master, please don't say that. I was just young and ignorant back then." Hearing Tian Fang's words, the old man quickly waved his hand, his face still bearing that fawning smile.

"I'm not being polite, hurry up and calculate for me!" Tian Fang was indeed not being polite. "Calculate the whereabouts of a man! His name is Shen Zhenhao, Martial Warrior! Peak of the Fifth Realm! He has been to the Dream-Eating Palace Secret Realm! I need to know where he is now!"

"Yes, yes, please wait a moment, young master."

It's just determining the location of five Martial Warrior; it's nothing special, not related to any heavenly secrets. It's just finding someone, something I've done countless times.

The old man took off his shoes, sat down in the center of the Bagua (Eight Trigrams) board, chanted Magic Arts, and with a flick of his sleeve, Black and White Chess Pieces were scattered across the board.

Looking at the chessboard, the old man frowned, then picked up a black piece and placed it at the Heaven Origin.

As the chess piece falls onto the board, along with the crisp sound of it being placed, a mysterious black and white Spiritual Power bursts forth!

Feeling this Bai Ling, one can only say that he truly deserves to be the first disciple of Heavenly Secrets Child of the Vast and Righteous World; he does indeed possess some genuine inheritance.

but...

After half an incense stick's time, the old man awkwardly stood up. "Young master... um..."

"Speak your mind!"

"Young master, are you mistaken? We can't find this person."

Tian Fang narrowed his eyes slightly. "Is it because your cultivation is insufficient?"

"Young master, that's not quite right," the old man immediately objected. "No one knows more about fortune telling and finding people than I do."

Tian Fang, slender, fair fingers began to rub against each other, and in her mind, she couldn't help but recall what Jiang Dapao had said to her back then.

"Could it be that he's lying to me?"

But if he knew, he knew; if he didn't, he didn't. So why did he lie to me? And why did he send me to the far west of the Demon Race World?

Suddenly, Tian Fang seemed to understand something!

"I'll give you something, and information about a person. Can you help me determine the relationship between the object and the person?"

"Of course, but that would require another magic array. Please follow me, young master!"

They moved to another location, and Tian Fang and Kai, led by the old man, arrived at the back mountain of the Jiu Zhe Sect.

In the back mountains of the Jiu Zhe Sect, there is a huge pond, and in the pond lives a giant turtle.

The old man confidently explained, "This tortoise is the treasure tortoise of our Jiu Zhe Sect. Young master, write that person's information on the tortoise shell, place the items together, and then you only need to give it spirit stones, magic treasures, or Demon Core to activate it."

"Oh? You dare to take my money? Could it be that you deliberately failed to calculate it just now?" Tian Fang only glanced at him, and the old man broke out in a cold sweat.

"Young master, you've been wronged! I really did my best, even with my old bones..."

The old man was about to kneel down and hug Tian Fang's leg, crying and pleading, but before he could even get close, Tian Fang kicked him away...

"If you still achieve nothing, I will destroy your Jiu Zhe Sect!"

Tian Fang lightly leaped onto the turtle's back, dipped her finger in ink, and wrote down all the information about Jiang Dapao. Originally, Tian Fang also wanted to draw a portrait, but she gave up halfway through because it was too lifelike.

Then, Tian Fang placed the oval, white thing that beast had given him that night on the turtle's back, and fed the turtle another High-Grade Spirit Stone.

"That's it? That's it? You think you can get me to tell your fortune with just this little bit? No way! You don't think you can get rid of this turtle with just a High-Grade Spirit Stone, do you? No way... No..."

Just as the tortoise started raising its price, a Thunder Blade was already pressed against its neck...

The tortoise quickly shut its mouth and began to calculate, using all the strength it had gained from consuming spirit stones.

"Kuang..."

With a loud bang, the turtle tilted its head back and spat out water, revealing a man's name!