But this guy had some skill—he could even see that.
Peering into fate was an act of defying heaven.
Especially upon reaching the Quasi-Saint Realm.
Anyone who could break through to the Quasi-Saint Realm was no ordinary cultivator; the karmic ties upon them were terrifyingly immense.
And Ning Yi bore even greater karma.
Even if a supreme expert of the Ninth Heaven Quasi-Saint Realm acted personally, they might not necessarily be able to see through it clearly.
This guy had come looking for him this time—he definitely knew something.
This guy was impressive.
"Fellow Daoist Ye Lin, there is no need to say too much. Just give me a single reminder."
Upon hearing Ye Lin's words, Ning Yi inwardly thought, As expected. Ye Lin really does know.
The clan chief had only given him a vague notion.
But judging by Ye Lin's manner, he definitely knew everything clearly.
"Fellow Daoist Ning Yi, having reached this realm, you naturally know what fate signifies."
"Even if I tell you, if you truly encounter it when the time comes, you still will not be able to avoid it."
"Do you understand?"
"I trust you are no fool either."
Seeing Ning Yi like this, Ye Lin gave him a deep look and spoke earnestly.
Defying heaven to change one's fate was no easy matter.
This thing called fate was, at times, welded shut.
For instance, there were times when, even knowing full well that it meant death, you still had to do it.
That was fate.
It could not be changed by human strength or great perseverance alone.
Even if it was changed, one would still suffer Heavenly Punishment.
If one withstood it, smooth sailing awaited—one might even defy heaven and change one's fate.
If one could not withstand it, body and soul would