Yuan Ming had always trusted his own divinations, but at this moment, he faltered and did not dare insist on his judgment.
It was not merely because he already held Feng Jun's divination abilities in considerable esteem. He also had to consider his own reputation—being wrong once in a divination was not a big deal. Divination was also called glimpsing Heavenly Mechanism; how could Heavenly Mechanism be so easily glimpsed?
But he had also promised Feng Jun that he would not damage his Earth Vein. So the problem was—if there were discrepancies in his divination, how could he still have the nerve to insist on digging into the Earth Vein?
If you could be wrong the first time, you could be wrong the second.
After pondering for a moment, he finally spoke. "Has your divination at this depth ever been wrong before?"
The previous margin of error had been three meters, while the current range was sixty meters. Feng Jun smiled and shook his head. "Not so far... no!"
How could a young man speak like that? Yuan Ming finally could not stand it any longer. He knew he ought to respect the other man's divination, but he was, after all, a Golden Core cultivator and possessed the pride of a True Adept.
So he gave a light cough. "I think your divination data is somewhat conservative. I believe it is at least ninety zhang away, with a very high probability of exceeding one hundred zhang."
Heaven knew, his actual divination result had been between one hundred ten and one hundred fifty zhang. Saying "beyond ninety zhang" now was already an adjustment made only after fully taking Feng Jun's divination ability into account.
After a pause, he added, "I am certain it cannot be within the range of eighty to