"So that was it. This omen of death was actually tied to the dynasty's struggle for power."
Following the ebb and flow of Fortune, Qiu Yan sensed from afar. Before long, he had probed out a measure of truth, understood the general cause, and refined the plan in his heart considerably.
"Along this journey, Ni Lue's conduct has all been clear to me. His fate may not be lofty, but his will is firm enough. He is an uncarved piece of jade, fit to serve as a chess piece in a game."
As his thoughts turned, Fortune surged and roiled again, suddenly flooding forth as though the Fortune of the entire city were about to converge upon the heart of the royal capital. There seemed to be a bottomless pit there, endlessly swallowing Fortune without releasing even a trace.
When Qiu Yan had first entered the city, he had not found anything amiss. But after this period of sensing and adapting, coupled with his clear perception now that even the Fortune upon Ni Lue was being drawn along, flowing toward the center of the royal capital, Qiu Yan finally confirmed his discovery.
"The center of this royal capital appears to be a great depression in the world's Fortune. I have yet to completely investigate the present Land of the Divine Remains, so I cannot be certain that this is the lowest place for Fortune. But throughout the Great Fall Realm, there likely are not many places lower than this." "Before Ni Lue returned to the city, the Fortune within had shown little turbulence. The reason for such a drastic change now must be that one of the factions stationed in the city detected my arrival just now and took action. Their aim is obvious: to seize Fortune completely and strangle