"At first, I thought so too, but now..." Zuo Changlu sighed.
"Once he could cultivate, that thing was gone..."
Wu Yuting said, "I even asked him once, 'Where's that ancient jade you used to play your supernatural tricks?' And he said it had dissolved..."
Wu Yuting smiled, but suddenly her smile froze.
"Dissolved..." Zuo Changlu smiled bitterly. "It probably really did dissolve..."
"Now that the Demon Race's return is imminent, I suddenly remembered Xiao Duo's strange dream... because we still have to search for that legendary Creation Disk from back then..."
With a bitter smile, Zuo Changlu said, "This idea has been circling in my mind all along, but it never quite took shape... Yet tonight, on my way back, I happened to glance at the crescent moon in the sky... and it suddenly reminded me of something."
Even though he had put up a spatial barrier himself, Zuo Changlu abruptly lowered his voice. "Do you think... that thing Xiao Duo wore around his neck back then... could it have been..."
"Been what?" Wu Yuting stopped breathing.
"Could it have been..." Zuo Changlu drew a deep breath. "...the Creation Disk?"
Bang!
Wu Yuting sprang to her feet in shock, accidentally kicking over her chair.
"And then Xiao Duo inexplicably learned Physiognomy, even attaining a mastery of Fortune-Telling that bordered on the divine. Many things before this have confirmed that Physiognomy really does exist, that this supernatural ability is genuine..."
His expression grave, Zuo Changlu said, "Surely you know what methods that venerable elder... in the ancient legends used to make his start?"
Wu Yuting sucked in a cold breath, her eyes staring blankly as she said in something like a groan, "Reading faces... divining from written characters... reading Feng Shui..."
At this thought, Wu Yuting's whole body stiffened somewhat. She