Helplessness

Seeing that Ding Songyan only mentioned concealing the secrets of heaven, Twelfth Madam Luo sighed and said:

Let's talk in the Rear Courtyard.

I don't know what happened...

After arriving in the Rear Courtyard, Ding Songyan recounted the story of the Traitor from the Ghost-Wyrm Path Sect and then said:

"I dare not trouble Twelfth Madam to accompany me again. If there is a way to deceive the Demoness Ji's ' Foreknowledge of Future Events,' I will go myself."

Twelfth Madam Luo thought for a moment and said:

When was the last time you saw Demoness Ji?

"It was almost four days ago, the afternoon before Wu Zheng left." Ding Songyan remembered it vividly.

"That's about right. Wait three more days. After you use the method of disguise to conceal your identity, she will be somewhat misled when she tries to deduce the secrets of heaven." Twelfth Madam Luo nodded slowly.

"What does your deduction of Ding Songyan's whereabouts have to do with my Ling Donglai?" Ding Songyan asked, somewhat understanding yet still puzzled.

"Then why did you personally accompany me to find Li Linquan yesterday, Twelfth Madam?"

Twelfth Madam Luo explained:

"In matters of divination, the closer the time, the more accurate the result. If it is more than seven days, one can only obtain a vague result. One knows when and where good things will happen, but one cannot guess what good things will happen or what twists and turns will occur. One is easily influenced by the Dao of Name and Reality."

"I'm worried that if Li Linquan's matter drags on too long, he might really go mad. Luckily, I'm free of anything lately, so there's no need to wait any longer."

"If it exceeds seven days, the grasp of the secrets of heaven becomes very vague? But if the demoness Demoness Ji makes a deduction today, and another tomorrow, and makes a deduction every day, wouldn't it never exceed seven days?" Ding Songyan was very inquisitive and began to discuss it seriously.

Twelfth Madam Luo spoke quite patiently:

"Deducing the secrets of heaven is not like eating or drinking; it requires a basis. Either you suddenly have a whim to foresee the future, or you have had contact with the person or thing you want to divine within seven days."

"The will of Heaven is unpredictable. Even Yan Yong, the former Sage-Slaying Path Sect Master, who used the ' Celestial Person Heavenly Secrets Method ' to prove himself as a celestial being and was extremely skilled in Art of Numerology, calling himself the ' Sage of Arts,' dared not claim to know everything within seven days, let alone beyond seven days."

Judging from the current situation, Master Yan probably failed because he was too confident in his ability to "Foreknowledge of Future Events"... "What you gain by doing, you will also lose by doing." Master Yan's words and deeds are truly a lesson. His self-sacrifice has left a deep impression on me... Ding Songyan suddenly felt a little sad and emotional.

Master Yan truly deserves the title of a treasure trove; even after being dead for so long, he can still teach me a lesson.

Unable to hide his curiosity, he pressed on with the question:

"The ' Heavenly Secrets Method '? Is this the same as the Celestial Person Method corresponding to the ' Heavenly Heart Wisdom Scripture '?"

Twelfth Madam Luo nodded gently:

"There's also the ' Heavenly Mind Method,' which is probably the path Demoness Ji originally wanted to take. However, she's Martial Grandmaster who ascended to the Celestial Person in One Step to Heaven eating Taowu flesh, which is inherently more difficult than for martial artists who cultivate normally. It's normal that she didn't succeed after seven or eight years. It had to be pushed onto, uh, Feng Yining."

Ding Songyan glanced at Twelfth Madam Luo, pondered for a moment, and said:

"I reckon she really was beaten to the Dao Heart collapse by Feng Yining. Twelfth Madam, think about it, she was able to win against so many disciples of the Sage-Slaying Path at such a young age, amidst their scheming and life-or-death struggles, and obtain the Taowu flesh. She must have a proud and arrogant side. Moreover, her appearance is unparalleled, worthy of being listed as the ' Rivers and Lakes Beauty Register.' Who knew that there was such a person as Feng Yining in the world, who is recognized as the most beautiful and the most skilled in Martial Arts of his generation? How could she not have some desire to compete with him?"

Hearing Ding Songyan's words, Twelfth Madam Luo glanced at him, revealing a half-smile.

"She deliberately challenged Feng Yining, but suffered a crushing defeat. Judging from my own experience, I feel that her mental state must have been damaged, and the requirements for mental state in the ' Heavenly Heart Wisdom Scripture ' are extremely demanding," Ding Songyan continued. "This damage to her Dao Heart hindered her, but it also made her who she is. Without so many years of torment, struggle, and enlightenment, how could she have attained the status of a Celestial Person in just one year after fulfilling her wish and consuming the Hundun Remains?"

This is the reason Master Yan determined that Ji Hanyi would become Celestial Person being within one or two years after switching to the Hundun Method, and it was not just based on deducing heavenly secrets.

Of course, the premise is that he has to sacrifice himself to help his filial disciple fulfill his lifelong wish.

Twelfth Madam Luo chuckled silently:

"Shouldn't Demoness Ji thank Feng Yining?"

"Feng Yining must also take responsibility for this matter and personally put an end to that scourge?"

"I had no such intention," Ding Songyan quickly explained. "Demoness Ji will only hate Feng Yining, how could she possibly be grateful? Feng Yining didn't intentionally bring this together. A clash between good and evil is inevitable; everyone has their own fate, and no one can blame anyone else."

Twelfth Madam Luo chuckled:

I feel like you're implying something.

Ding Songyan then asked:

"If I wait another three days, I won't have to worry about the Demoness Ji's divination of heavenly secrets anymore?"

The matter of the assassins from the Ghost-Wyrm Path may not be urgent...

Twelfth Madam Luo nodded first, then glanced cautiously at Ding Songyan:

"Unless there is some kind of close connection between you."

Close contact... Ding Songyan immediately fell silent.

Is there some kind of close connection between simultaneously consuming the Hundun Remains and sharing the burden of Yin and Yang?

They used to call each other brother and sister, and they still often refer to each other as such. Does that mean they have some kind of close relationship?

Swearing to the Celestial Emperor that you will never abandon your Little Sister and will take her with you wherever you go, does that count as having some kind of close relationship?

With just the vow to "take her everywhere I go," it wouldn't be too difficult for Demoness Ji to figure out my whereabouts...

It's over...

Is he destined to never get rid of Demoness Ji?

Only two options remain: one is to surpass her strength completely, and the other is to attain the Celestial Person, gather many allies, and devise a scheme to eliminate the threat...

Seeing that Second Brother Ding was unusually unable to respond and remained silent for a long time, Twelfth Madam Luo chuckled and spoke up:

"Is there really some close connection?"

Ding Songyan nodded heavily.

Twelfth Madam Luo remained silent for a moment, then sighed and said:

"After I disguised myself using the method of using names and realities, Demoness Ji couldn't have predicted my actions."

"Alright, you'll go and deal with the Traitor from the Ghost-Wyrm Path today."

Ding Songyan understood the meaning Twelfth Madam the song immediately:

She would remain hidden in the shadows, quietly following, and if the Demoness Ji appeared, she would once again cause her to flee in fright.

In that case, if Demoness Ji wanted to intercept me when I seemed to be alone, she would have to consider whether Twelfth Madam Luo was hiding nearby. Given the cunning and cautious nature of the Sage-Slaying Path, she would rather guess wrong than act rashly.

Twelfth Madam True Person beautiful inside and out...

What is a righteous and chivalrous woman? This is it!

Stepmother? Real mother!

After having lunch together, Ding Songyan disguised himself as "Ling Donglai" again. After watching him escape from the Cheap Wine Shop of shadows, Twelfth Madam Luo stood in the courtyard, looking at the golden-red Great Sun that shone brightly but could not dispel the chill, and suddenly felt a little irritated.

She sighed softly:

We agreed to only use it once...

On Huaiyuan Street, Ding Songyan, dressed in a scholar's blue robe, stood with his hands behind his back, holding an ordinary sheathed longsword.

With graying temples and archaic features, he possessed a captivating, almost Gods and Devils charm; he was none other than Ling Donglai, who had just instructed Li Linquan on the path to becoming a sword immortal.

Because he had no outward signs of abnormality, he did not attract much attention and strolled leisurely to Mianheng Rice Shop.

"Is Cui Tieshan here? Someone asked me to deliver something to him." Ding Songyan's voice was deep, with a hint of metallic clang.

The rice shop Manager looked up and glanced at it:

"He's moving goods in the back alley. Go find him yourself; he's the darkest-skinned one. His mother is Kunlun."

Ding Songyan nodded slightly, turned into the back alley, and immediately saw Cui Tieshan.

Cui Tieshan, dressed in a short brown robe, with dark skin, a short stature, thick lips, and striking features, was marking different rice bags with a charcoal pencil.

Ding Songyan didn't rush up to ask for clues.

He remembered the impression that Traitor from the Ghost-Wyrm Path had left on him:

Bold yet meticulous, ruthless, and shrewd, he even killed He Jianyun, one of the Ghost-Wyrm Path Path's "Accountant" in Flame Capital, who had his face peeled off...

Would such a person become suspicious of the probing questions from Lay Buddhist Little Zhang and his companions?

What will you do after you realize it?

Thinking of this, Ding Songyan took a step to the side and hid in the shadow cast by the wall.

After unloading the goods, Cui Tieshan took his charcoal pencil and went to do other things.

He had been busy for most of the hour before he finally had a little free time. He went into the warehouse where the rice bags were piled up, hoping to take a short break.

Ding Songyan was getting impatient. If he were alone, he could patiently wait until nightfall, but wasn't Twelfth Madam hiding in the shadows to provide protection? How could he bear to let her wait so long?

"Wait another half an hour... "Ding Songyan muttered to himself silently.

After a couple of cups of tea, Cui Tieshan stretched his shoulders and was about to leave the warehouse when he suddenly saw the shadow of the rice bag come to life.

The shadow darted out, the tip of the Dagger pressed against his throat, piercing slightly and causing a little blood to seep out.

Cui Tieshan was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

He saw that the person in front of him had plasters on the corners of their eyes, making their small eyes appear much larger. The bridge of their nose, mouth, face, and other areas had been covered with Wax Paste or by self-disfigurement to eliminate many of their physical abnormalities. At first glance, they looked like a maid who had been injured in the workshop.

"Ge, Ge Heng..." Cui Tieshan recognized the person.

All the information gathered at him recently points to a man named Ge Heng!

Ge Heng lowered his voice and asked in a calm tone:

"Who sent you to spy on me?"

He thrust the Dagger forward a little further.

As soon as Ge Heng finished speaking, he was suddenly filled with fear as he saw a dark shadow appear before him.

The dark figure resembled a turtle with three legs, lurking in the Nether Darkness, approaching step by step, as if it came from the Underworld, intending to kill and steal one's soul.

At this moment, Ge Heng felt as if he had returned to the Ghost-Wyrm Path, facing the terrifying Path Master head-on.

He trembled, wanting to resist, but was trapped in a nightmare from which he could not escape.

"Am I going to die...?" This thought flashed through his mind, and he also thought of the person he was most reluctant to part with.

Suddenly filled with courage and ruthlessness, he finally awoke from his nightmare, abandoned the chance to kill Cui Tieshan, and in an instant, disappeared into the dark shadows, fleeing into the distance.

Ge Heng kept changing direction and creating false impressions, eventually escaping to a hiding place that had never been exposed before.

He needs to redo his disguise and leave this area completely.

In this courtyard where six families lived, Ge Heng had just taken off his short brown coat when his gaze suddenly froze.

On his brown short khaki shirt, someone had drawn several simple little figures with charcoal at some point.

Each of the little figures is positioned at the opening he created before his escape, displaying a different sword move.