Interpreting the Divination

Beneath the altar outside Taiyi Palace, Nezha, who had been subjected to the spell, lay unconscious, while Yao Yuanguang's face was deathly pale.

Zhang Xuezhou remained motionless, as if he had lost his soul.

Jinxia Yuanjun shivered.

He knew that the fortune teller was defying the heavens and trying to detect something that could backfire, but he never expected that it would backfire on the person being treated.

Yao Yuanguang was having a hard time, and so were everyone else.

What happened?

Having stopped Rong Tianding from his rampage and starting a fire, Jinxia Yuanjun couldn't help but ask Yao Yuanguang in a deep voice.

"I... vomit!"

The voice of Jinxia Yuanjun seemed to come from the horizon. Yao Yuanguang had just responded when he felt dizzy and nauseous, and he vomited.

This dizziness was hundreds of times worse than when he traversed the Heavenly Gate, and it was also difficult for him to bear.

And he is indeed very old.

No matter what, Yao Yuanguang was 110 years old. Although he took good care of himself and had the Golden Elixir to prolong his life, the Golden Elixir only prolonged his life, it did not keep him young forever, and his body was not particularly strong.

He not only suffered the erosion of time, but also the backlash from forcibly breaking free from Technique Method, and the beatings from Rong Tianding when he lost control.

All these factors made Yao Yuanguang feel as if he had died once.

This even made him prefer to die from the ravages of time rather than suffer like this.

Even more serious was the backlash triggered by the accident, which involved not only him and Zhang Xuezhou, but also Nezha.

Yao Yuanguang felt he was doomed, and his memory was rapidly fading, with the information he had unearthed from the past constantly disappearing from his mind.

"The Third... the Third Prince is in... danger of death!"

He struggled to murmur a few words, which made Rong Tianding shout.

"You used divination to kill not only my cousin, but also the Third Prince! You're finished, your whole family is finished! Lord, let's set it on fire!"

Besides the pain, Rong Tianding couldn't help but feel somewhat lost.

He was forced to have his ancestral dragon Essence Blood extracted, while Zhang Xuezhou accompanied Yao Yuanguang in casting a spell.

Rong Tianding has never needed strength as much as he does now.

If he had any real power, he wouldn't have been controlled by Zhang Xuezhou to follow the instructions of Jinxia Yuanjun and others to participate in this divination.

Zhang Xuezhou was his backer; if his backer fell, he would have to rely on himself.

But before that, Rong Tianding also wanted to take revenge first.

He shouted, waiting for even the slightest nod or a vague word from Jinxia Yuanjun, which would make Rong Tianding act without hesitation.

"Certainly!"

As Jinxia Yuanjun's gaze swept over him, Rong Tianding only heard her utter a single word.

Before he could even process how to turn that word into a way to start a fire, he felt his body completely out of control, unable even to open his mouth to speak.

He looked left, then right, his eyes darting back and forth.

"Xiao Yao, explain things clearly, and also clarify the intricacies of physiognomy and divination, then let my senior brother recover normally... Oh, senior brother, you're awake!"

As Jinxia Yuanjun questioned Yao Yuanguang, she felt Nezha, whom she was holding in her arms, move slightly and then open his eyes.

"The lotus-shaped protective barrier that Master bestowed upon me has been broken!"

A flicker of fear crossed Nezha's eyes. He chanted a spell, and a lotus flower bloomed above his head.

But after several seconds, the lotus petals fell off one by one, leaving only the lotus heart.

Nezha felt he had never been so close to death. Not only was he fearless, but he also lacked sufficient human emotion.

He was merely a humanoid magical Law Treasure created by True Person. Although it contained a trace of human reproduction and nurturing, this element was minimal.

Nezha lacks many things, and fear is one of them.

But he now possesses more human emotions.

Even when faced with an inevitable demise, he would ultimately feel fear.

Yao Yuanguang felt every moment of his fall, and Nezha felt it too.

He didn't see the River of Time, but Nezha felt its power, and even more so, he felt the voice that made his heart tremble.

That was the voice of a sage he could never forget, the voice of the supreme and invincible being of the Immortal Court.

No matter how glamorous they are in the public eye, or how much the Immortal Court controls the Great Zhou Dynasty, the ones who reap the greatest benefits are undoubtedly those at the top.

If the Immortal Court's combat power is divided into three ranks, the Sages are undoubtedly first, followed by the Three Pure Ones, and then it's his turn, Yang Jian, and others.

They could still struggle in the hands of the Three Pure Ones, but if they fell into the hands of a sage, they would surely perish completely.

For the first time, he heard the voice of a sage in anger, and even more so, he heard the sage's rebuke throughout the long river of time.

"Evil Dao!"

Nezha remembered that the sage had said the same thing when he rebuked the emperor's dynasty.

This instilled a sense of fear in him, and he ceased to be as unruly as before.

"Senior brother? Senior brother?"

Jinxia Yuanjun's repeated calls brought Nezha back to his senses, and he responded somewhat reluctantly.

"Junior brother, I may be dying," Nezha said.

"How dare you talk like that! How can you believe in physiognomy? It's all a scam, a complete fraud!"

Jinxia Yuanjun cried out.

He had been practicing divination beforehand, and when Nezha came to believe in death, Jinxia Yuanjun rebuked him instead.

"Don't believe in that stuff. Who can see the future?" Jinxia Yuanjun said. "If you want me to predict, I can even accurately foresee that Xiao Yao will die in a moment!"

That's not how it works!

"Senior brother, let's not believe in physiognomy. If I wanted to be a physiognomist, I could do it too. I could tell anyone I meet that they will definitely die in sixty years, and that would definitely be accurate. But that's just a trick played by physiognomists, and you can't believe it at all. Think about how many ordinary people haven't died in sixty years. Many forms of physiognomy are based on the same principle..."

As Jinxia Yuanjun recounted the fortune teller's faults, a sense of dread crept into her heart.

He could find reasons to comfort Nezha, but Jinxia Yuanjun couldn't joke about something like this.

Yao Yuanguang recounted his story first, and Nezha regained consciousness afterward. Nezha clearly did not believe Yao Yuanguang's words, which can only prove that Nezha had come into contact with something that could lead to his death.

"Xiao Yao, what exactly did you see in your physiognomy divination?"

Comforting Nezha had little effect. Jinxia Yuanjun's gaze swept over the lifeless Zhang Xuezhou before settling on Yao Yuanguang.

He flicked his finger, and one of the two golden pills he had prepared in his sleeve flew out and landed directly in the center of Yao Yuanguang's palm.

"Explain things clearly and resolve Nezha's problem, and I can grant you a true destiny to immortality," said Jinxia Yuanjun. "Otherwise, even if you swallow this golden elixir, your life will not be prolonged!"

The Golden Cloud Goddess's expression was solemn.

He is easygoing and usually has a good temper, but when it comes to Nezha and himself, he can't seem to get into a good mood.

He is clearly intent on killing.

If Yao Yuanguang were to give a evasive or ambiguous response, his fate would be death.

"I... I saw that one of the Third Prince's Fire Wheels is missing, I..."

Yao Yuanguang shook his head vigorously, his memories of the river of time growing increasingly dim, the hazy recollections fading away.

After he vomited and barely recovered, he felt that his memory of divination was completely blank, and he couldn't remember what he had encountered after divination of Nezha.

Did I just say something?

His face was grim as he glanced at the life-extending elixir in his hand, then at the even more grim-faced Jinxia Yuanjun, then at the immobile Rong Tianding, then at Zhang Xuezhou lying on the ground, and finally at the nine ancient tortoise shell Law Artifact that had flipped and exploded on the ground.

"It seems I have encountered a life-or-death calamity. I hope the Primordial Goddess can grant me some time to explain this divination in detail!"

Yao Yuanguang calmed himself down, not daring to swallow the life-extending elixir immediately.

Only by interpreting the divination can this life-extending elixir take effect; otherwise, no matter how many longevity-enhancing substances he consumes, he will not survive past today.

However, Yao Yuanguang's heart was heavy, and he didn't know how to interpret the divination correctly.