North District, abandoned Land God Temple.
Beneath an old locust tree, Li Xiang hurriedly filled in a hole. Buried under the soil was a Paper Doppelgänger bearing his birth date and hour.
The divination he had cast yesterday had indeed promised great fortune, but there was no harm in being careful—especially when working with people who had more schemes than a honeycomb had holes. Keeping one more card up his sleeve could only help.
"Flipping Heaven, everyone's already down here! If you don't come now, when will you?" Qin Zhong urged from the bottom of the dry well, keeping his voice low. He could barely contain his impatience.
Li Xiang stood and straightened his Nightrunner Garb.
"Defying Heaven, I'm coming."
He strode to the well, his expression calm.
They needed to keep this operation secret. If something went wrong later, they also needed to make sure no one with a special Profession could follow the clues back to their real identities.
So they had made a rule: no real names during the operation. Everyone would use a code name.
The origins of those names were steeped in dark humor.
Since Chu Tian had not come, they had made Heaven the common thread in their names.
Li Xiang was Flipping Heaven. He meant to turn this world upside down.
Qin Zhong was Defying Heaven. The man had a stubborn hold on life and was all about defying fate.
Haitang was Pacifying Heaven, meaning she would bring peace to the world—or perhaps settle the accounts. Nobody pressed her on it.
Shopkeeper Sun was Burying Heaven. The old tomb robber had always wanted to bury the Demon Dynasty's heaven.
John was Yellow Heaven because he had yellow hair. Simple and blunt.
Lin Xuanshu was Mystic Heaven. That one fit him: an orthodox practitioner