Fu Sanyuan knelt on one knee, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth. The cracked tortoise shell in his hand finally gave way, shattering into dust with a sharp crack.
"Cough, cough..." Fu Sanyuan looked up at the spear tip barely three inches from his forehead, his bitter smile deepening.
"Eldest Young Master Yun, this humble Daoist is only a fortune-teller. Why go to such lengths?"
His voice was hoarse, yet still carried a hint of self-mocking humor. "If your spear tip moves another inch forward, there'll be no one left to help plan the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's incense offerings for the next thousand years."
Yun Qing said nothing. His double pupils were fathomlessly dark.
The next instant, Spear Radiance tore through the starlight, stabbing straight toward Fu Sanyuan's forehead!
Fu Sanyuan paled slightly but did not panic. He bit the tip of his tongue and spat a mouthful of essence blood onto the talisman seal he had already formed in his palm. Crimson seeped into it.
"Calamity Fortune, turn."
Profoundly mysterious ripples of fate spread outward.
Yun Qing's heart suddenly jolted. Without thinking, he instinctively darted sideways.
Whoosh-!
A vicious streak of spear radiance materialized from the void behind him, stabbing straight toward his back. Its aura was exactly the same as that of the thrust he had just unleashed.
Bear All Things shuddered, its shaft sweeping around to shatter the spear radiance by the narrowest margin.
Seizing the opportunity, Fu Sanyuan transformed into a streak of starlight and drifted a hundred feet backward, opening the distance between them again. He wiped the blood from his mouth, and that inscrutable smile returned to his pale face.
"The chaos dao embryo and primordial double pupils truly can break anything and peer through every appearance. But do