That character was completely ordinary. Even little children learning to write had practiced it. But the Xuantian Mirror's divinations were clearly meant to uncover major events connected to the character. The greatest event involving it was the conspiracy concerning the Eternal Clan that Mr. Mu had investigated.
"Just thought of it," Lu Yin said guiltily.
Xuan Jiu roared, "You're still lying to me, you lousy bastard! One day you'll get me killed. I'm leaving. We'll never meet again in this life!" As he spoke, he braced himself against the ship and tried to stand, only to come face-to-face with the Little Sapling inside.
Xuan Jiu stared blankly at the Little Sapling. It stared right back at him, and for a moment, neither of them moved.
Only when the Little Sapling began bouncing did Xuan Jiu come to his senses. He turned to Lu Yin and pointed at the ship. "What is that thing?"
Lu Yin came up to Xuan Jiu. "Sorry. I didn't expect this to happen. But what did you divine just now?"
Xuan Jiu wiped away the blood on his face. "I told you, it was an unimaginable power. I couldn't divine anything at all. I nearly got wiped out." He fixed Lu Yin with a grave look. "I don't care where you heard that character or why you tried to divine it. All I can say is, don't touch it. Never touch it. This isn't a realm you can meddle in. Now I understand why you're such an ill-omened person—you're entangled with fate. That power is definitely no weaker than fate itself. And you carry Death God's inheritance, too. Kid, I'm not joking. Let's never meet again in this life. Maybe we'll meet in the next." With that, he hurriedly fled in one direction.
Though seriously injured,