The night was black as ink, the forest wind laden with killing intent.
Watching the unfathomable figure in Daoist robes ahead of him, Li Ergou ventured cautiously, "Daoist... who exactly is this most important person you mentioned?"
Ahead of him, Fu Sanyuan, a true disciple of the Heavenly Secrets Primordial Divination Pavilion, did not turn at his words. Three ancient copper coins rolled between his fingertips. With a slight flick of his wrist, the coins settled into place.
The hexagram took shape.
Fu Sanyuan's voice was profound and inscrutable, as though he were deciphering heaven's secrets. "The Qian Hexagram opens the reading, the image falls in the Kan position, and the Heavenly Benefactor lies hidden in the Zhen direction. The hexagram reveals faint golden radiance entwining the body, with childishness floating in the palace of fate. It is indeed a... ah, no, it's a..."
He paused, seemingly unable to believe it himself. Only after a long while did he voice his conclusion in shock:
"A yellow-feathered chick?!"
Fu Sanyuan: "..."
Li Ergou: "..."
The night wind stirred his robes. Only the faint glow of the hexagram in his palm remained, illuminating his frozen expression. After years of studying under his master, Fu Sanyuan doubted his abilities as Star Seer's true disciple for the first time.
Expressionlessly, he raised his hand and cast another divination. Copper coins tumbled and starlight flowed, but the result remained... a chicken.
"Yun Qing, is something wrong with your head?" Fu Sanyuan put away the coins, his expression peculiar as he muttered to himself.
A chicken fetish? What kind of bizarre taste is that?
He shook his head, formed a hand seal, and contacted Star Seer deep within the Endless Starry Expanse. "Master, the key 'person' affecting the greater course of heaven's secrets whom you ordered