Fate Eye Sees the Future

Red light illuminated the Stone Chamber, and an incredibly dense aura of blood condensed into a crimson mist, drifting above the blood crystal.

That tiny, diamond-shaped blood crystal was no larger than half a fingernail.

Yet, its astonishing fluctuations of vitality were far more terrifying than the entire Corpse Refiner blood crystal.

The Vine Wood Spirit was originally a plant-based spirit monster, but at this moment, it extended its main vine branches like a crazed beast, intent on seizing that tiny diamond-shaped blood crystal.

"Get back." Cyan light flickered in the depths of Shen Yushu's eyes, and he promptly reined in the maddened Vine Wood Spirit.

Zhu Li also snapped back to his senses, though he could not hide the shock in his eyes.

Inside the Stone Chamber, the white-haired Corpse Refiner's heart was shattered, his blood crystal ripped out while he still lived, and the golden patches on his skin faded rapidly.

"Junior, you..." He turned his head with great difficulty, his blood-red eyes staring fixedly at Liu Feng outside the Stone Chamber.

Without giving him a chance to say more, the Medicine Slave Li Si shattered his internal organs with both palms, then immediately slammed a hand down onto his crown.

Seeing the dust settle, Shen Yushu's gaze fell upon the diamond-shaped blood crystal, and he said in a deep voice, "This object is not something we can keep; we must trade it away to some fools as soon as possible."

His meaning was clear: maximize the value of this item by exchanging it for benefits, while simultaneously shifting the disaster onto others.

Zhu Li and Liu Feng exchanged a glance and nodded in unison.

Their experience was limited, but one look at this thing told them it was not something they should be holding.

They had cleaned out a Perfected Walking Corpse within the manor and tracked its accomplices, assuming they would be no stronger than the Second Realm.

The facts had proven them right, but they never could have imagined that things would develop to this point.

As it stood, there was undoubtedly a powerful expert behind this Corpse Refiner!

"Li Si." The Nightmare Gu Larva in Liu Feng's palm stirred slightly.

The Medicine Slave Li Si grabbed the blood crystal with one hand, his figure flickering as he appeared before Liu Feng, extending his hand to pass the crystal over.

Liu Feng didn't look closely, raising his hand to take the blood crystal.

However, just as his palm drew near, his vision blurred, as if the scene had been snatched away by an invisible hand.

This is... Fate Eye Insight!

He had experienced this situation once before in the Insect Valley.

A wisp of the Buddha Light attached to his spine silently separated, drifting away like golden sand.

When that wisp of Buddha Light completely dissipated, a shifting scene appeared before his eyes:

On a riverbank, three figures were fleeing frantically, clearly intending to use the turbulent water to escape.

Two of the three were Zhu Li and Shen Yushu.

The last person was, naturally, Liu Feng himself, though he looked somewhat different in the vision; aside from his Twenty-Two Eyes, crimson Gu Fire surged outside his body.

As the three in the vision approached the long river, Shen Yushu suddenly struck from the shadows, his green vines instantly swelling like giant snakes, sweeping toward the two beside him.

In the next moment, rolling blood clouds surged in, and the two who had been sent flying were swallowed by the blood clouds...

"Fourth Junior Brother." Zhu Li's voice rang out before the Stone Chamber.

Liu Feng snapped back to reality, discovering his hand had paused above the blood crystal, with Zhu Li and Shen Yushu looking at him in confusion.

"Junior Brother is quite cautious; let me take it." Shen Yushu frowned and sprouted a vine branch.

He assumed Liu Feng was merely being prudent and therefore dared not touch the dark red blood crystal lightly.

Liu Feng did not refuse Shen Yushu's kindness, but his gaze turned somewhat gloomy as he looked at him.

Shen Yushu did not notice the change in Liu Feng's expression; he sealed the diamond-shaped blood crystal into a vine branch and stored the Corpse Refiner blood crystal in a wooden box.

"When does Senior Brother intend to sell this item?" Liu Feng pushed aside the vision of Shen Yushu using him as a meat shield and spoke up.

The version of them in the vision had been hunted to death by that red cloud; there was no need to think twice—it was definitely related to this diamond-shaped blood crystal, and they had to get rid of it immediately.

"We can enter the territory of Danhe Prefecture tomorrow. If we travel for a day and a half, trading it in the prefecture capital will be the most profitable."

"Find a nearby county town to sell it; we cannot stay long."

"We shall do as Fourth Junior Brother says. Let us be safe and leave this place at once." As the three spoke, they began to move.

Before leaving, they not only swept up the valuables here but also took the corpse of the Falcon Spirit Monster.

And compared to when they arrived, they now had fourteen bandits who had been reduced to slaves trailing behind them.

Danhe Prefecture, outside Lunan County.

In a mountain forest thirty miles from the county town, more than two hundred figures were fleeing in all directions.

These figures, men and women, old and young alike, were all draped in cloaks, moving with the agility of wild beasts in the mountains as they sprinted.

They were indeed running fast enough, but those hunting them were faster.

Behind them were over a hundred figures clad in light armor, firing bows and arrows in rapid succession as they pursued.

"Swish, swish-swish..." Steel arrows streaked through the air.

From time to time, someone would be pinned to a tree trunk by a steel arrow; once they stopped their flight, there was only one end awaiting them.

The long blade swept horizontally, and a head fell to the ground.

Among the many faces frozen in death with eyes wide open, quite a few still possessed a youthful air, being no more than eleven or twelve years old.

Yet, regardless of age or gender, these faces were unlike those of ordinary people. Fangs grew from their mouths, and their pupils were not black, but blood-red.

"Soldiers, I beg you, show us a way to live!" An old man stopped in his tracks, tears rolling from his blood-red eyes.

Behind him, a young soldier flashed forward; the only response the old man received was the flash of a blade.

Another head rolled away. The young soldier did not pause for even a moment, circulating his internal energy throughout his body to continue hunting down the other cloaked figures.

Looking around, scenes of slaughter were visible everywhere within this vast mountain forest, and this hunt had already lasted for a full day and night.

The two hundred or so people who had fled into this forest were merely the survivors from last night, but now, how many among them could still survive!

Another hour passed, and the few remaining cloaked figures fled into the distance.

Only then did the hundred-plus soldiers sheathe their blades, gathering together to call out their numbers one by one and tally the heads taken.

After a brief calculation, a dark-faced soldier stepped forward and reported, "Five hundred and sixty-two Red Moon Cult demons; five hundred and ten heads taken."

"That means fifty-two have escaped! Continue the pursuit." The order came from a middle-aged captain.

"Understood." The dark-faced soldier acknowledged the order and stepped back.

The group of over a hundred soldiers split into five squads in the blink of an eye.

Among these five squads, one pursued them onto the main road leading to the county town.

Under the twilight, a squad of twenty soldiers formed a large circle, with seventeen cloaked figures kneeling and begging inside.

This group of cloaked figures who had fled to the main road consisted mostly of young, tender youths, all of whom had been abandoned by the others and had ended up on the road in their panicked flight.

"Soldiers, we only joined the Red Moon Cult to earn a bite to eat; how could we have known we would end up as half-demons!"

"My brother and I have never committed any heinous acts; we only ask to live."

"My mother is still waiting for me at home, I cannot die..."

As they wept and begged, three horse-drawn carriages kicked up dust as they approached along the road.

The first carriage was driven by a grandfather and grandson pair of hunters, who seemed normal enough.

However, the drivers of the two carriages that followed were somewhat off; their faces were covered in thick, coarse flesh, and they did not look like proper coachmen.

As for the cabins of those two carriages, they were packed full of burly men, each clutching a steel blade with a fierce and murderous look.