Master Shan was different now. As the black energy spread, it traced lines that made the illusory mountain solid. The mountain roared and slammed into Miss Fate.
Lu Yin wondered what kind of power Master Shan could wield now.
Miss Fate attacked, sending threads of fate piercing into the mountain, but they were stopped. She was shocked. How could this be? She could feel the power of an Ancestor. "You're an Ancestor?"
Master Shan stepped forward, sweeping Miss Fate along with him and pushing her back.
"Don't say anything foolish, or you'll never learn another thing about fate." As Miss Fate was pushed away, Lu Yin's voice reached her.
Miss Fate's thoughts were in turmoil. Lu Yin was becoming harder and harder for her to understand. He could snap threads of fate without relying on an Ancestor's outside help, and now he had another Ancestor hidden away. Where did he get such deep reserves?
Whether she wanted to admit it or not, the Heavenly Sect was growing stronger by the day.
Unless Miss Fate wanted to turn against Primeval Space, she couldn't possibly reveal anything about Lu Yin.
Dealing with Bu Tian was much simpler. One look from Lu Yin, and he left. Xiao Shi was dragged away with him.
"Senior Bu Tian, that little girl has such a nasty personality," Xiao Shi whispered to Bu Tian.
Bu Tian hurriedly told him to keep his voice down.
Miss Fate heard him and turned her gaze on Xiao Shi. "Where's the Book of Destiny?"
Xiao Shi was about to answer, but Bu Tian covered his mouth. "With the Dao Lord."
Miss Fate narrowed her eyes.
Just then, Zhaoran arrived, cheerfully carrying several cups of tea. She passed by without any clear idea who they were for.
Xiao Shi stared at Zhaoran,