Uchiha Shin stared at the Innate Fate Wheel. What did it mean by that?
"Was it the handsome man in my mind who warned you not to say anything?" Uchiha Shin asked.
"He warned me, but he didn't speak to me. It was just that after I sensed him, I felt fear in my heart, along with an immense pressure hanging over my head. Whenever I tried to reveal his identity—especially to tell you—the pressure would grow stronger and stronger.
"I felt that if I revealed his identity, that pressure would swiftly descend and destroy me. So I can't tell you," the Innate Fate Wheel explained.
Uchiha Shin frowned slightly. What was the reason for this? Why did the pressure become even greater when it tried to tell him?
"Do you think he might be the person behind me?" Uchiha Shin asked.
"I don't know."
"Fine, I won't ask anymore. But now I'm somewhat certain that he's the one who brought me to the Three Realms. No one but that person could exert such tremendous power over you," Uchiha Shin said with a smile.
The Innate Fate Wheel fell silent.
"Oh, right. What exactly was that mass of black qi that made a wager with Patriarch Hongjun? Is it connected to the person in my mind?" Uchiha Shin asked again.
"Mystic Spirit King, please stop asking. If you keep asking, I might really die," the Innate Fate Wheel said helplessly.
Sometimes, knowing too much was not necessarily a good thing. Instead, it could be dangerous.
"Alright."
What else could Uchiha Shin say? He could only leave.
After he left, Lady Xuannü arrived. This time, she had come alone.
"Is there anything you want to tell me?" Lady Xuannü asked.
"No."
"Then it seems you must have discovered something important this