Gold-Medal Wage Slave

"I am the Heavenly Fate."

The moment he said this, it was like thunder exploding on a clear day. Chenyinzi, standing beside him, was so shaken that his head spun. For a brief moment, he couldn't even grasp what the words meant.

It took quite a while before his mind finally stopped buzzing and he understood what An Jing's words meant.

"Heavenly Fate!"

He stared in disbelief. "But aren't you the Jiuli Weapon Master?"

[Ha ha.]

Heavenly Monarch Chengguang, who had long suspected as much and sensed something was amiss, smiled and waved a finger with his mountain-like Divine Human Dharma Image. [Numbers begin with one, stand on three, are completed by five, flourish at seven, and reach their limit at nine. Thus, all Mortal Fates are one-star; there are three who transcend the mortal and enter sainthood, and five who have become divine saints.]

[Every Heavenly Fate has Seven Luminaries, while nine is the utmost number of Heaven and Earth, the very foundation of Heaven and Earth. A Heavenly Fate possesses all of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, so imitating any Divine Fate is an easy matter.]

He lowered his gaze to meet An Jing's. The old Heavenly Monarch sighed with feeling. [With that, everything makes sense.]

[Ever since the incident in Kanming City, I've been keeping an eye on you. Xuanjing—Ming Guangchen—is the most gifted of the younger generation, and the likeliest to succeed me. He knows this himself. So although he seems to wander everywhere, in truth he's always been cautious, never letting himself fall into danger.]

[Yet for your sake, he was willing to take a grave risk and leave the Huaixu Realm. He was even prepared to pay with his own life to protect some of your secrets... He must have thought you