Calculated

"Let's go up," Angel Yan said.

Seeing that they were about to fly away, Yun Ming immediately said, "I'll tell you a huge secret."

The angels stopped and looked at Yun Ming in confusion.

Yun Ming took a deep breath and slowly said, "This woman is Morgana's daughter."

The angels who had been about to fly up to watch the show immediately stared at him in astonishment.

"Bullshit! My mother died a long time ago." Qiang Wei cursed sharply. Seeing that the angels still were not leaving, she angrily said, "If you want to help this beast, I, Qiang Wei, am not afraid of you."

"Didn't I just kiss you a few times? We fought like hell, and you still care about such a trivial thing?" Yun Ming was deeply dissatisfied with how Qiang Wei addressed him. Frowning tightly, he said with a trace of contempt, "Since you call me that, don't blame me for being rude. I'll call you a bitch."

Qiang Wei's face instantly turned livid. She glared furiously at Yun Ming as though she wanted to tear him apart alive.

"Go to hell!" she shouted. Looking utterly deranged, she fiercely hurled the dagger in her hand at Yun Ming.

Watching this, Angel Yan could not help sighing. "To drive a girl this far, you really are..."

She possessed the ability to read dark information, so she naturally knew the full story between the two of them.

Yun Ming merely sneered and retorted, "So what if she's a girl? Do I have to yield to her? This is an age of gender equality."

He paused, then continued, "There's no such thing as cherishing women in my dictionary. I'm no simp, much less some weakling people can push around!"

Seeing the angels frown, Yun Ming hurriedly explained further, "I calculated this woman's fate. She's Morgana's daughter and carries a Super Gene—the Space-Time Gene. This is Morgana's life's work. She'll very likely join the demon faction in the future and become Morgana's heir."

The reason he had approached the angels was to borrow their strength against Qiang Wei and the Super Soldier Company.

Nothing was more suitable than angels.

As the saying went, heretics were more hateful than heathens.

The angels were all stunned upon hearing this news.

Even Qiang Wei, who had been consumed by rage, stopped moving. Though she did not know who Morgana was, the word "demon" certainly did not bode well.

"Bullshit! How could I possibly join the demon faction? If anyone would join them, it'd be a heartless bastard like you! You're the real demon!" Qiang Wei shouted in rebuttal, fury filling her eyes.

Angel Yan looked at Qiang Wei in surprise. She seemed deeply shocked by the news.

Angel Zhui, meanwhile, demanded of Yun Ming, "What proof do you have? You're deciding someone's future based solely on fortune-telling? That's way too mystical."

Angel Mo Yi also found it rather unbelievable. She frowned at Yun Ming, seeming to consider whether his words could be trusted.

"Hmph! If you truly believe him, then come at me if you dare." Seeing all the angels turn their gazes toward her, Qiang Wei sneered, lifted her chin, and showed no fear.

Even if the sky fell, she would not be afraid.

Seeing that the three angels seemed doubtful of his claim, Yun Ming immediately threw out more information to prove his words.

In a deep voice, he said, "I know Morgana's real name, and that name seems to have quite a deep connection with you angels."

The angels' expressions immediately became grave.

Angel Zhui's face instantly turned livid. She coldly stared at Yun Ming and demanded, "Kid, what exactly do you mean by that?"

A hint of shock flashed through Angel Yan's eyes.

As Holy Keisha's left-wing guard, she naturally knew many of the angels' secrets. She looked at Yun Ming in disbelief, secretly wondering, He actually knows Morgana's real name?

Angel Mo Yi could not help asking, "What is her real name? If you can't give us a proper answer, don't blame us for getting rough!"

Yun Ming did not beat around the bush and directly said, "Liang Bing!"

He paused, seemingly intending to say more, but Angel Yan interrupted him.

Angel Yan looked at Qiang Wei with a complicated expression and said, "Go back. You can't beat him. You've already lost to him several times. Don't you understand yet?"

Though she could not confirm whether Yun Ming's words were true, for some reason, she decided to stop this fight.

Qiang Wei's anger flared.

She glared at Yun Ming and ground out, "So what! Between us, only one can live!"

With that, she attacked Yun Ming again.

This time, Yun Ming did not dodge. He spread his arms wide, and Qi Strength erupted.

Qiang Wei had already been blinded by rage, losing her usual calm and reason. Her hand-to-hand skills had never been a match for Yun Ming's to begin with, let alone in her current state.

After only a few exchanges, Yun Ming kicked Qiang Wei to the ground, sending her crashing hard into a rooftop structure.

The structure was instantly smashed to pieces, leaving a complete mess.

Seeing this, Angel Yan immediately stopped Yun Ming. "Enough! A Zhui, grab him! We're leaving!"

Before he could sense anything at all, his shoulder was clamped in a grip like an iron pincer. The force and speed blurred everything before Yun Ming's eyes, as though he had been thrown into chaos.

When Yun Ming's vision focused again, he found himself in a picturesque garden bursting with flowers.

The mountains and waters were beautiful, the fragrance of flowers filled the air, and the place resembled a paradise on earth.

"All right! We've granted your wishful scheme." Angel Yan casually walked over to a lounge bench and sat down, turning her gaze back to Yun Ming, who was looking around.

"Stop looking. This isn't some dangerous place," she said indifferently.

Yun Ming immediately felt somewhat embarrassed. He wanted to say that he was merely curious and had not been on guard at all.

He found a stone flower pedestal and sat down, facing the three beauties before him, each seemingly carved from white jade.

"Ask whatever you want. I'll tell you everything I know." Yun Ming took a deep breath, deciding to show his value in exchange for a chance to live.

Angel Yan leaned against the backrest, propping her cheek on one hand with her elbow resting on the armrest. Her eyes narrowed as she stared at him. "You said you calculated all those things? Then show us what you can do."

Yun Ming nodded. He knew that he truly possessed the ability to calculate the secrets of heaven.

In the simulations, he had collected all kinds of martial arts manuals and learned from countless schools, including the art of calculation from the Tiangang Art.

Having inherited those martial arts, he had naturally mastered that ability as well.

"There has to be a specific target," he reminded her.

Angel Yan stared at him with interest and said, "Then calculate your own future."

Yun Ming fell silent for a moment. He took a deep breath and said somewhat helplessly, "Don't you know that fortune-telling cannot be done for oneself? One who calculates others cannot calculate oneself, just as a doctor cannot treat himself."

Angel Mo Yi glanced at the dark information and said, "Fortune-tellers should not calculate themselves; calculate yourself, and death is certain. So it can still be calculated!"