Ch0apter 665
Even though 80% of the diviners on the O Continent died during the 300-year-long witch trials, and it took more than a hundred years for the world of divination to come back to life.
But there are no diviners who do not know the name of the “Divine Reckoner”.
Back then, some diviners complained about the diviners after their prophecies appeared.
Since the diviner had the ability to predict, he could naturally change it.
But the diviners did not.
Instead, they watched as the diviner, known as the “magician”, was killed by the Holy See.
So now the diviners of the O Continent are divided into two categories of feeling towards the diviners.
Most of them are reverent, the other resentful.
But both the former and the latter are afraid of the diviners.
The Divine Reckoner.
They are the ones who can handle the past, determine the future, divine the woes and fortunes, and divine the world.
This is the true God.
The old woman’s eyes widened as she realised who she had actually stumbled upon.
Then, uncontrollably, her mouth generally opened and she spat out a large mouthful of blood.
“The Divine Reckoner!” The old woman laughed a little wildly, her face still deeply unbelievable, “You’re the Divine Reckoner! You are actually the Divine Reckoner!”
If her divination abilities hadn’t all been suppressed until they disappeared, she couldn’t believe it at all.
The Divine Reckoner was actually a young girl who hadn’t even reached the age of twenty?!
The old woman’s face was ashen and defeated, completely losing her heart to fight against it.
How dare one go against the Divine Reckoner.
The old woman slumped to the ground, but suddenly, she let out a scream, “You sent out a prophecy, why didn’t you stop it?!”
Indeed, many of her ancestors had died in that witch hunt.
“The flood of time is irreversible, it wasn’t my prophecy that came out first, it was this matter that became definitive first.” Ying Zigui was faint, “There are no variables to change things that I cannot change.”
The witch hunt is the event of the century.
It is a calamity for the whole earth.
But it was not the same as a person’s destiny or death robbery point, it was simply the difference between heaven and earth.
Even if she strongly stopped it at the time, the D*mned would still die later in various ways.
It was of no use.
“You lie!” The old woman’s teeth chattered, “You could have stopped it, surely you could have stopped it! If you stop it, they won’t die!”
With that, she looked like, “I see, you’re from the East and you want the trigonometrists over there
“How interesting.” Ying rolled up her sleeves, “If I remember correctly, your ancestors weren’t innocent, how many people did they harm by divination?”
The old woman’s teeth creaked, but she could not retort.
Ying Zidian ignored her and picked up a box on the closet.
Inside was a deck of tarot cards.
Ying Zidian inclined his head and gave a very soft laugh, “No wonder you’re not afraid of the sinful power that comes with forcibly changing karma, so you’re also looking for someone to block the disaster.”
The old woman’s expression became frightened: “No! No!”
The girl’s expression was indifferent as her inner strength came out.
“Ka-ching!”
The box split in pieces in an instant, and all 78 tarot cards inside were in pieces.
The old woman let out a heartbreaking scream, her body twisted in pain and her skin sunken in at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This was the consequence of the backlash.
Over these decades, the old woman had sat on a lot of evil by divination, and had forcibly broken up many lovers.
Ying Ziji’s eyes were faint: “Seriously, if you hadn’t made a move against Xizhe, I wouldn’t have known that there was such a person as you in O Continent.”
The old woman’s expression changed again, as if she remembered something: “Xi, Xi Ze, he actually ……”
It was no secret that the Lorang family had the Divine Reckoner standing behind them.
But the Divine Reckoner was also befriended by only one person, Cesar Laurent.
The Cesar that Holly had her eyes on could be the same king from Fei Leng Chui three hundred years ago?!
The extreme pain left the old woman with no energy to think about how Cesar Laurent had survived to this day.
The girl put on her baseball cap and walked out of the cabin, paying no further attention to the commotion in the house.
The night was deeper.
Ying looked up as if she were aware.
Her eyes narrowed slightly and she saw a very small star pa*sing through the sky.
This meant that a powerful diviner had fallen.
Ying Zidian lifted and squeezed her hat, and left the town without delay.
The wind brushed past, the wooden door opened and closed, and the town was silent, as if no one had come.
**
Meanwhile.
The Imperial Capital.
The Fifth Family’s ancestral home.
Fifth Chuan, who was resting his eyes with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the sky with some surprise, then he pinched his fingers and drew a breath backwards, “O Continent that Freya is actually dead.”
He had fought with that old woman.
The old woman’s divination ability was very strong, and because she had taken some evil paths, she had suppressed him for a while.
But fortunately, Fifth Chuan had learnt a lot of feng shui formations from the books that Ying Ziji had left to Fifth Shaoqin, and only then did he force the old woman back from the East.
There was no such thing as feng shui formations in o continent.
Fifth Chuan let out a long sigh, “This scourge is finally gone.”
It was a good thing.
Fifth Chuan coughed violently, and he picked up a tissue to wipe it, which was stained red with blood.
It was a miracle that he had lasted this long, after all, people from the Fifth Family had always died young.
Fifth Chuan looked across the room, the light inside was still on, and smiled gratefully.
In this way, when he pa*sed away, he would be able to leave the Fifth Family in the hands of Fifth Moon with confidence.
**
Once the Diviner died unnaturally, the spell she had cast would also dissipate completely.
When Cesar got up in the morning, the feeling of dizziness and exhaustion was gone.
He was back in high spirits.
“My boss is just good to me.” Cesar tsked, “It’s a shame there’s no way to contact Dog Norton, or I’d have to show him off.”
Xize had also noticed that Ying’s return to Earth this time might have been due to some tricky problem that had limited his boss’s abilities.
But even so, she still went to help him take revenge
“Master.” Outside the door, Qiao Bu knocked and said respectfully, “Miss Ying is here.”
Cesar immediately rolled over and got out of bed, dressed as quickly as he could and opened the door.
The girl was still wearing the clothes she had worn before she left, not even dust on her white t-shirt.
It was hard to believe what she had actually gone and done, as if she had just gone for a cup of tea.
“Boss, is everything okay?” Cesar was concerned, “Did you get hurt in any way?”
Ying glanced at him very lightly as he stuck his hands in his pockets, “You take me for you?”
Xize scratched his blonde hair, helpless, “I don’t know why my body is so weak.”
Jobe wasn’t wrong about one thing.
How was he going to find a girlfriend with his body like that?
“Hmm.” Ying nodded slightly, “I’ll be leaving soon, we’ll meet up at the Muller Channel in July.”
The gateway to the City of Worlds from the seven continents and four oceans was at the Muller Strait.
“Of course.” Cesar’s expression firmed up a few notches, “I’m definitely going to the City of Worlds as well.”
“Gone.” Ying waved her hand perfunctorily and tossed another vial of medicine to Cize.
She left Laurent Castle and boarded the helicopter.
On the plane, Sinai was tinkering with a computer.
Fu Yunshen was answering the phone, his expression cold and solemn.
A few minutes later, he ended the call and came over, “Yoyo, it happened suddenly, I need to go to the war zone.”
“You take her around the rest of O Continent, and don’t go to the Ancient Martial World yet until I return.”
“War-torn area?” Ying Zidian wrinkled his brows, “What’s happening?”
“A large area of unrest.” Fu Yunshen was faint, “There are not enough men, I need to go for support.”
Ying Zidian looked straight at him, “I’ll go with you.”
Even Fu Yunshen could be injured in the war-torn area with all the artillery fire.
After all, an ancient martial artist’s internal energy was not inexhaustible.
Once the internal energy was depleted, there was no way to be invulnerable to swords and spears.
She had also heard Nie Yi say that Fu Yunshen was admired by the ibi because he had been born into death many times and maintained world peace.
It was only in the past two years that his life had become a little more peaceful.
Ying Zidian had examined Fu Yunshen’s body.
There were some injuries that he could have avoided with his abilities.
It was obvious that these wounds had been sustained to protect the others.
Fu Yunshen was silent for a moment.
He leaned down and rubbed her head, smiling very gently: “This way, you go to ibi and bring Anthony with you, okay?”
“Deal.” Ying Ziji simply shoved her bag directly into his hand, “There should be enough medicine in here to last for a while, wait for me.”
**
The other side.
Ancient Martial World.
Hall of Justice.
Today was Jiang Yan’s rest day.
After he finished training, he came out holding his back and saw Ling Mianxi waiting for him outside.
Jiang Yan was touched: “Sister.”
Ever since he had been bullied at Justice Hall, Ling Mianxi had personally come to pick him up every time he went home.
“Well, let’s go.” Ling Mianxi looked him up and down, somewhat disgusted.
Jiang Yan took his own phone from her hand and frowned after glancing at the news, “Sis, there’s unrest over in O Chau again.”
He clicked on the picture and on it was a flurry of artillery fire.
The number of casualties was rising.
Jiang Yan thought he remembered something and his expression changed, “Sis, there’s war over there, isn’t that Nie Yi there too?”
Nie Yi’s ancient martial arts cultivation was nowhere near the level of an ancient martial arts master.
He could defend against bullets, but he couldn’t use his inner strength to stop them in the air like an ancient martial arts master.
“I know.” Ling Mianxi paused, “So don’t go home next week if I’m not free to pick you up, stay at the Hall of Justice.”
“No way, sis, you’re running over there too?” Jiang Yan froze, “If something happens to you, what about your aunt?”
Saying that, he frowned again, “Nie Yi didn’t say anything to you?”
Hearing this, Ling Mianxi was silent for a moment and said in a very soft voice, “The first time he went on a mission, he told me about it.”
Jiang Yan couldn’t figure it out, “Said what?”
“Here.” Ling Mianxi tossed the phone to him.
Jiang Yan was surprised: “So generous to show me the messages between you two directly?”
“What’s wrong with showing it to you, it’s not like it’s anything untoward.” Ling Mianxi shrugged, “Is it possible that you still want to steal your brother-in-law?”
Jiang Yan: “……”
f*ck.
He was an ironically straight man.
Not only could he not talk over Xiu Yu, Ling Mianxi he never did either.
Jiang Yan was glad that Ying Ziji wasn’t a talkative person and didn’t dislike him all the time.
He looked down, reading the text message Nie Yi had sent to Ling Mianxi.
There was the time in the bottom right corner, and it was September 2019.
It had been over two years ago.
Nie Yi’s style of writing was as simple and direct as he was as a person.
[Xiaomian, if something happens to me, don’t wait for me.]
Jiang Yan’s heart fluttered.
He remembered that this point in time also happened to be when there was a riot somewhere in the world.
Nie Yi had gone and luckily didn’t die, but he was also badly injured.
He pursed his lips and handed the phone back to Ling Mianxi, “Then you’re still ……”
Nie Yi’s job was no different from the ancient martial artists of the Hall of Justice.
First and foremost, it was the people of Dawn they had to protect.
After that, it was home.
“That’s his duty.” Ling Mianxi put her phone away and said lightly, “If he didn’t have a duty, I wouldn’t be with him.”
She tilted her head “You didn’t take an oath when you joined the Hall of Justice?”
Jiang Yan scratched his head, “My rank isn’t high enough yet, I won’t make an oath until I reach level one.”
“That’s true.” Ling Mianxi nodded, “Your current cultivation level is still too low.”
Jiang Yan asked again, “Where’s your bestie?”
“Oh, Fuyi is still in seclusion.” Ling Mianxi said, “I can’t stay, making me go into seclusion for that long is no different from taking my life.”
Jiang Yan shrugged.
If his cousin really put it all together like Yue Fuyi, she might have been half a step ahead of the Ancient Martial Grandmaster.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly noticed something wrong again.
In September 2019, Ling Mianxi was only 16 years old.
Jiang Yan: “……”
Nie Yi was done.
**
The other side.
The Xie family.
The butler hurriedly entered a courtyard and whispered a few words in Xie Nian’s ear, “Eldest Miss, the news is true, the secular world’s news networks are full of these news, and Nie Yi is not in China.”
“Very well.” Xie Nian opened her eyes and a cruel smile crossed her red lips, “Prepare to make your move.”
Chapter 666
The butler nodded, “According to Eldest Miss’s instructions, everything is ready.”
Back at the beginning of the year, Xie Nian had already formulated a plan to target Ling Mianxi.
Xie Nian’s eyes clouded over for a few moments, “Not bad, what about the Martial Alliance side?”
This old man, Cheng Yuan, had really hit hard, leaving her alive in bed for almost two months.
If not for Xie Huanran being in seclusion, how could she have been humiliated like this?
“Eldest Miss, Alliance Leader Cheng Yuan is not in the Martial Dao Alliance, nor is he in any of the Ancient Martial Realm cities.” The butler said, “Word came from the Martial Dao Alliance side that Cheng Yuan had gone to look for his master and had gone over to the No Man’s Land more than a month ago and couldn’t make it back.”
He smiled, “What’s more, he doesn’t have any friendship with the Ling family.”
“His master?” Xie Nian frowned, “Who?”
Cheng Yuan’s cultivation level was already very high, wouldn’t his master be even stronger?
“I don’t know for now, the Martial Alliance side is hiding it very tightly.” The butler shook his head, “But my subordinate speculates that Cheng Yuan’s master has most likely already returned to the west, otherwise why else would he still be looking?”
Given Cheng Yuan’s age, that was an elderly existence among ancient martial artists.
If Cheng Yuan’s ancient martial arts cultivation did not break through to a higher level, he would not be able to escape the fate of falling in another ten years or so.
Xie Huanran, on the other hand, was even older.
Therefore, the Xie family was also worried about his retreat this time.
If Xie Huanran failed and died, given the Xie family’s style over the years, I was afraid that they would be crushed by the entire ancient martial arts community.
But if Xie Huanran succeeded, the ancient martial world would be the domain of the entire Xie family.
No one will be able to stop them anymore.
“Not bad, I think his master probably died long ago.” Xie Nian grunted slightly and laughed coldly, “Yue Fuyi is also in seclusion, this time, I’ll see how Ling Mianxi can escape.”
What she Xie Nian wanted, there was nothing she couldn’t get.
**
Ying Zigui’s side.
Fu Yunshen and her separated at the plane port.
She took Xie Nai on another helicopter to ibi headquarters.
“I’ll leave you at ibi,” Ying Ziji took the computer Sinai had modified for her, “there is the most comprehensive information database there, as long as your niece was born in the seven continents and four oceans, even if she is black, ibi’s information database has it.”
She paused, faint: “But just by your little features, you won’t find it for another ten years.”
“I’ve been looking for ten years anyway, so what difference does it make if I look for another few decades.” Sinai’s eyes were slightly red as she whispered, “I’m just afraid that sister-in-law won’t last long enough to wake up.”
“Hm.” Ying Ziyi nodded, “I’ll help your sister-in-law take a look when I get into town.”
Xinai nodded and began to a*semble another mobile phone.
Ying Zidian leaned against the window and closed his eyes to rest.
An hour later, as if sensing something, she suddenly opened her eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Sinai looked over, “Is it coming?”
“No.” Ying shook her head and picked up her phone and dialed a number.
When the hand picked up there, she said straight away, “Mianxi, you might be in danger in the last two days, pay attention, it’s best not to go out.”
“Ah? Danger?” Ling Mianxi was stunned, “I’m planning to help out in the war-torn area the day after tomorrow, it’s normal that I’ll encounter danger.”
Ying Zidian’s eyebrows knitted up, “You’re going to the war zone?”
“Isn’t ibi short of people? I’m going to help out.” Ling Mianxi said, “I haven’t had anything to do lately anyway.”
Ying raised a hand to shade her eyes and looked again.
Blur.
Ling Mianxi’s future was a blur.
There were only two outcomes.
One was that her divine calculation ability was not enough to fully calculate it.
The other was that Ling Mianxi was so close to her that she could sense Ling Mianxi’s danger, but could not see what danger she was in.
Ying Ziji pressed her temples.
The first was unlikely; she could already see the various natural disasters in the next six months on the seven continents and four oceans.
Whether it was an earthquake or a tsunami, the number of casualties could be counted to a tee.
But the second?
She and Ling Mianxi were not even related by blood, nor were they as close as she and Fu Yunshen were to each other.
Ying Zidian looked at her hand in silence, her fingers slowly closing.
The “heart” she had lost had taken away so much of her memory and strength.
Ling Mianxi spoke, “Ying?”
“You’re going to the war zone, I’ll go with you.” Ying Zidian returned to his senses, his voice slowing down, “When I send ibi’s air fleet over, I’ll go to the imperial capital to look for you.” “Don’t go out until I’m there.”
“Okay.” Ling Mianxi agreed readily, “Little Burning Fuel says you’re a godly man, sometimes mysterious, but I’ll listen to your words, I’ll wait for you.”
**
Four hours later.
ibi headquarters.
This is where a number of transnational criminals are being held.
It was off-duty time, and apart from the search officers, agents and secret agents who needed to run around, civilian staff were also coming in and out.
Ying Ziyi and Sinai attracted a lot of attention.
After all, the combination of a girl with a little girl didn’t really fit in with ibi’s thundering style.
The lady at the reception desk was a bit surprised, but still took out her book and asked with concern: “Miss, are you here to ask for help? Please tell us the difficulties you are experiencing and we will help you as quickly as possible.”
It was true that sometimes residents would come straight into the ibi building to seek refuge.
“No need.” Ying took out his papers and put them on the table, “I need to see Anthony.”
The papers had a name and a photo on them.
And at the bottom right, a big red s was written.
An s-rank agent!
This was an existence that was on the same level as Deputy Director Daya.
The receptionist’s hand shivered and she immediately saluted, “Sir.”
There were quite a few oriental faces in ibi, but there were simply no girls as young as Ying Ziyi or of S rank.
After saluting, the receptionist immediately began to check the documents, “Sir, Officer Anthony and the director are in the conference room on the seventy-eighth floor, I’ll connect you now.”
Ying nodded slightly, “Please.”
The receptionist finished making the call and respectfully said, “Elevator s2, it’s ready.”
Ying Zidian took the pa*s card and led Sinai to the lift.
Sinai looked at ibi’s headquarters building with a little curiosity.
“The lift stopped with a ding.
Ying Ziji patted Sinai’s head: “Wait for me here, don’t run around.”
She entered the code and pushed open the door.
The war had broken out suddenly and the senior management of ibi was having an emergency meeting.
The girl’s arrival brought the meeting to an abrupt break.
Apart from Sidney Lee, everyone else was seeing Ying’s real face for the first time.
The last time Anthony had seen her, it was also a mask.
There was a moment of silence in the conference room.
“Anthony, the chief has an order.” Ying Zidian took out his warrant, “You and the air fleet are ordered to go to the war zone quickly to support them.”
“Yes!” Anthony snapped back to his senses, “I’m on my way!”
His mind was in a crouch.
He envisioned what that face really looked like under the mask.
But such a look was simply not something that could be imagined.
Li Xini also nodded, “It seems that the chief already has a countermeasure, in that case, Anthony, you follow Miss Ying and we’ll discuss other matters.”
Anthony was fist-pumping and could not wait.
And just then, an icy female voice rang out.
“What authority do you have to order ibi’s air fleet commander?”
To the left of the long conference table was a woman in her early forties, dressed in a tight black agent’s suit, with a typical oriental face.
Anthony turned his head and frowned, “Ms. Whitefall, this is an order from the Chief.”
“I am not disobeying his orders, I give you permission to take the air fleet to the rescue.” White Drop looked up and looked directly at the girl, “I am asking again, what qualifies you to be here to issue orders for him.”
Lithini frowned back, “Ms. Whitefall, you-”
White Drop ibi’s only ss-rated female agent had been in office before Fu Yunshen took charge of ibi.
Seniority and age were higher than all of them.
Normally, they all treated Bai Descending with respect.
After all, the ibi of the early twenty-first century was also propped up by White Drop.
“I was watching how he took in ibi, he is a very good late bloomer and should not be tied down by personal feelings.” White Drop’s voice was light, “If there was ever a war and something happened to you, would he be there to save you or protect the rest of the crowd?”
To no one’s surprise, the atmosphere was instantly sabre rattling.
“Ms. Whitefall, you say that, can’t the chief save them all?” Anthony gasped, “Why does it have to be one or the other?”
“Just the truth, there are many things in this world where it is difficult to have it both ways.” White Drop stood up, his face cold and solemn, “I want to see what you are capable of that would make him so relieved to leave the issuing of the call to you.”
Ying Zidian’s mood didn’t fluctuate, instead he raised his eyebrows with interest, “So?”
White descended indifferently, “Beat me and ibi will do whatever you want.”
She moved her wrists, “What, you don’t dare to come?”