Gold Corpse Old Cao said, "But did the Fortune Divine Envoy leave any instructions?" Xu Yi narrowed his eyes. "The Fortune Divine Envoy—was it him?" With a sweep of his hand, Xu Yi conjured an image from light. It gathered into the likeness of the young nobleman Auspicious Duck had once taken on.
Ever since entering this realm, he had lost track of Auspicious Duck. The duck still hadn't come looking for him, but Xu Yi firmly believed that it wasn't because Auspicious Duck couldn't find him. That fellow had to be keeping a low profile and plotting something in secret.
"That's him! He's the Fortune Divine Envoy. After we entered this realm, we were fortunate enough to receive his guidance and encounter quite a few opportunities. Eldest Brother Xu, how do you know him too?" Ning Wuque shouted.
"I do know him. Brother Bei Ming, what did the Fortune Divine Envoy tell you?" A bad feeling stirred in Xu Yi's heart.
That duck was simply too mysterious. His ability to know the future was so uncanny that even Xu Yi felt a chill.
Xiong Bei Ming said, "When we parted that day, the Fortune Divine Envoy sought us out and warned us that if one day we encountered the Myriad World Thunder Roar and Yin-Yang Realm Separation, we had to pay special attention.
"At the time, the Fortune Divine Envoy spoke to all three of us, but as he did, he also sent me a thought transmission with additional instructions."
"What instructions? Boss Xiong, stop pausing every other sentence. You're leaving me on tenterhooks..."
Ning Wuque urged him impatiently, his face twisted with agitation.
Even Gold Corpse Old Cao urged him on, a rare sight. "Brother Bei Ming, at a time like this, there's no need to keep anything