Even though 80% of the fortune-tellers in Continent O died in the witch trial that lasted 300 years, it took more than a hundred years for the fortune-telling world to gradually recover its vitality.
However, there was absolutely no fortune-teller who did not know the title of "divine fortune-teller".
Back then, when the divine fortune-teller's prophecy appeared, some fortune-tellers blamed the divine fortune-teller.
Since the divine fortune-teller had the ability to prophesy, naturally, they could also change it.
However, the divine fortune-teller did not.
Instead, they watched as the fortune-teller known as the "witch sorceress" was killed by the Vatican.
Therefore, the fortune-tellers in Continent O now had two types of feelings toward the divine fortune-teller.
Most of them respected her, while the other was resentful.
However, regardless of whether it was the former or the latter, they were all afraid of the divine fortune-teller.
The divine fortune-teller.
She could control the past, predict the future, predict misfortune and fortune, and divine the world.
This was a true god.
When she realized who she had met, the old woman's eyes widened even more.
Then, she opened her mouth uncontrollably and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
"The divine fortune-teller!" The old woman laughed maniacally, her face still full of disbelief. "You're the divine fortune-teller! You're actually the divine fortune-teller! "
If her divination ability had not been suppressed to the point that it disappeared, she would not have believed it at all.
The divine fortune-teller was actually a little girl who was not even 20 years old?!
The old woman's face was ashen, and she completely lost the will to fight.
How could she dare to go against the divine fortune-teller?
The old woman collapsed on the ground, but suddenly, she screamed, "You made the prophecy, why didn't you stop it?!"
Indeed, many of her ancestors had died in the witch hunt.
"The torrent of time is irreversible. My prophecy was not made first, but this matter was decided first." Ying Zijin said calmly, "I can't change things that have no variables."
The witch hunt was a major event of the century.
It was a catastrophe for the entire earth.
However, it was different from a person's fate or death. The difference was like heaven and earth.
Even if she tried to stop it at that time, those who deserved to die would still die in various ways in the future.
It was useless.
"You're lying!" The old woman's teeth trembled. "You can stop it, you can definitely stop it! If you stopped it, they wouldn't have died! "
As she spoke, she seemed to say, "I understand. You are an Asian. You want the diviner over there to
"Interesting." Ying Zijin rolled up her sleeves and said, "If I remember correctly, your ancestors were not innocent. How many people did they harm by using divination?"
The old woman's teeth chattered, but she couldn't refute.
Ying Zijin ignored her and picked up a box from the closet.
Inside was a deck of tarot cards.
Ying Zijin tilted her head and laughed softly, "No wonder you're not afraid of the evil force brought about by forcefully changing karma. So you've found someone to block the disaster."
The old woman's expression became terrified. "No! No! "
The girl's expression was indifferent as she released her inner strength.
"Crack!"
The box was torn apart in an instant, and the 78 tarot cards inside were all shattered into pieces.
The old woman let out a heart-wrenching scream. Her body twisted in pain, and her skin caved in at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This was the result of the backlash.
In the past few decades, the old woman had done a lot of evil by using divination. She had also forcefully broken up many lovers.
Ying Zijin's gaze was indifferent. "To be honest, if you hadn't done anything to Caesar, I wouldn't have known that there was someone like you in Continent O."
The old woman's expression changed again, as if she had thought of something. "C-Caesar, he actually …"
It was no secret that the Laurent family had a divine fortune-teller behind them.
However, the divine fortune-teller was only on good terms with Caesar Laurent.
The Caesar that Holly liked was actually the king of Fei Lengcui 300 years ago?!
The extreme pain made the old woman have no energy to think about how Caesar Laurent had survived until now.
The girl put on her baseball cap and walked out of the wooden house, ignoring the commotion in the house.
The night deepened.
Ying Zijin looked up as if she had sensed something.
She narrowed her eyes and saw a very small star streaking across the sky.
This meant that a powerful fortune-teller had fallen.
Ying Zijin lifted her cap and left the town unhurriedly.
The wind blew, and the wooden door opened and closed. The town was quiet, as if no one had been there.
**
At the same time.
The capital.
The Diwu family's ancestral home.
Diwu Chuan, who had been resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the sky in surprise. Then he pinched his fingers and sucked in a breath. "Freya from Continent O is dead."
He had fought with that old woman.
The old woman's divination ability was very strong, and because she had taken some unorthodox methods, she had suppressed him for a time.
Fortunately, Diwu Chuan had learned a lot of feng shui formations from the books that Ying Zijin had left for Diwu Shaoxuan. That was how he had forced the old woman to retreat from the east.
Feng shui formations were not available in Continent O.
Diwu Chuan let out a long sigh. "This scourge is finally gone."
This was a good thing.
Diwu Chuan coughed violently. He picked up a tissue and wiped it. The tissue was stained red with blood.
It was a miracle that he had been able to hold on until now. After all, the people of the Diwu family had always died early.
Diwu Chuan looked at the room opposite. The lights inside were still on. He smiled with relief.
In this way, after he passed away, he could hand over the Diwu family to Diwu Yue with ease.
**
Once the fortune-teller died unnaturally, the spell she had cast would completely dissipate.
After Caesar woke up in the morning, the dizziness and fatigue were swept away.
He was in high spirits again.
"My boss is so good to me." Caesar clicked his tongue. "It's a pity that I can't contact the dog Norton. Otherwise, I would have to show off to him."
Caesar also realized that Ying Zijin had returned to Earth this time because she had encountered some tricky problem. His boss's ability had been restricted.
But even so, she still went to help him take revenge.
"Master." Outside the door, Job knocked on the door and said respectfully, "Miss Ying is here."
Caesar immediately turned over and got out of bed. After putting on his clothes as quickly as possible, he opened the door.
The girl was still wearing the clothes she had worn before she left. There was not even a speck of dust on her white t-shirt.
It was hard to believe that she had really done anything. It was as if she had just gone to drink a cup of tea.
"Boss, are you okay?" Caesar was very concerned. "Are you hurt?"
Ying Zijin put her hands in her pockets and glanced at him indifferently. "Do you think I'm you?"
Caesar scratched his blonde hair and said helplessly, "I don't know why my body is so weak."
There was one thing that Job was right about.
How could he find a girlfriend with his body like this?
"Yes." Ying Zijin nodded slightly. "I'm leaving soon. In July, we'll meet at the Mule Strait."
The door to the World City in the seven continents and four oceans was at the Mule Strait.
"Of course." Caesar's expression became more serious. "I'm definitely going to the World City too."
"Let's go." Ying Zijin waved her hand perfunctorily and threw a medicine bottle to Caesar.
She left Laurent Castle and boarded the helicopter.
On the helicopter, Sinai was fiddling with a computer.
Fu Yunshen was on the phone with a cold expression.
A few minutes later, he ended the call and walked over. "Yaoyao, something happened so suddenly. I need to go to the warzone."
"Take her around the other places in Continent O. Don't go to the ancient martial arts world before I come back."
"Warzone?" Ying Zijin frowned. "What happened?"
"Large scale chaos." Fu Yunshen said indifferently. "We don't have enough manpower. I need to go and support them."
Ying Zijin looked straight at him. "I'll go with you."
The warzone was filled with gunfire. Even Fu Yunshen could be injured.
After all, the inner strength of an ancient martial artist was not inexhaustible.
Once the inner strength was used up, there was no way to be invulnerable.
She had heard from Nie Yi that Fu Yunshen was respected by everyone in IBI because he had risked his life many times to maintain world peace.
It was only in the past two years that his life was slightly more comfortable.
Ying Zijin had specially checked Fu Yunshen's body.
Some of the injuries could have been avoided with his ability.
Obviously, these injuries were caused by protecting others.
Fu Yunshen was silent for a moment.
He bent down and rubbed her head. He smiled gently. "How about this, you go to IBI and bring Anthony with you, okay?"
"Deal." Ying Zijin simply stuffed her bag into his hand. "The medicine in here should be enough for a while. Wait for me."
**
On the other side.
The ancient martial arts world.
The Hall of Justice.
Today was Jiang Ran's rest day.
After he finished his training, he walked out with his hand on his waist and saw Ling Mianxi waiting for him outside.
Jiang Ran was very touched. "Sister."
Ever since he was bullied in the Hall of Justice, Ling Mianxi would personally pick him up every time he went home.
"Okay, let's go." Ling Mianxi looked him up and down with some disdain.
Jiang Ran took his phone from her hand. After looking at the news, he frowned. "Sister, there's chaos in Continent O again."
He clicked on the picture. It was a scene of artillery fire.
The number of casualties was increasing.
Jiang Ran seemed to have thought of something and his expression changed. "Sister, there's a war there. Didn't Nie Yi go there too?"
Nie Yi's ancient martial arts cultivation was far from the level of an ancient martial arts master.
He could defend against bullets, but he could not use his inner strength to stop bullets in the air like an ancient martial arts master.
"I know." Ling Mianxi paused. "So I won't be free to pick you up next week. Don't go home. Stay in the Hall of Justice."
"No way, Sister, you're going there too?" Jiang Ran was stunned. "If something happens to you, what will happen to Aunt?"
As he spoke, he frowned again. "Nie Yi didn't tell you anything?"
Hearing this, Ling Mianxi was silent for a moment. Then, she said in a very soft voice, "He told me the first time he went on a mission."
Jiang Ran was confused. "What did he say?"
"Here." Ling Mianxi threw the phone to him.
Jiang Ran was surprised. "You're so generous to let me see the message between the two of you?"
"What's wrong with letting you see it? It's not like it's something to be ashamed of." Ling Mianxi shrugged. "Don't tell me you want to steal your brother-in-law?"
Jiang Ran: "…"
F * ck.
He was a straight man.
Not only could he not win against Xiu Yu, but he had also never won against Ling Mianxi.
Jiang Ran was glad that Ying Zijin was not a talkative person and would not keep arguing with him.
He lowered his head and looked at the message Nie Yi sent to Ling Mianxi.
There was a date at the bottom right corner. It was September 2019.
It was already more than two years ago.
Nie Yi's style of writing was just like his personality, simple and direct.
"Mian, if something happens to me, don't wait for me."
Jiang Ran's heart trembled.
He remembered that there was a riot somewhere in the world at this time.
Nie Yi went. Fortunately, he did not die, but he was seriously injured.
He pursed his lips and returned the phone to Ling Mianxi. "Then why did you …"
Nie Yi's job was no different from the ancient warriors of the Hall of Justice.
First of all, they had to protect the people.
After that, it was home.
"This is his duty." Ling Mianxi put away the phone and said calmly, "If he wasn't responsible, I wouldn't be with him."
She tilted her head. "You joined the Hall of Justice without making an oath?"
Jiang Ran scratched his head. "My level isn't high enough. 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 Ran asked again, "Where's your best friend?"
"Oh, Fuyi is still in seclusion." Ling Mianxi said, "I can't stay in seclusion for so long. It's no different from killing me."
Jiang Ran shrugged.
If his cousin really did everything like Fui Tsuki, she might already be a half-step ancient martial arts grandmaster.
After taking a few steps, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.
In September 2019, Ling Mianxi was only 16 years old.
Jiang Ran: "…"
Nie Yi was finished.
**
On the other side.
Xie family.
The butler hurried into a courtyard and whispered into Xie Nian's ear, "Miss, the news is true. The news is all over the secular world's news websites. Nie Yi is not in Hua City."
"Very good." Xie Nian opened her eyes, and a cruel smile appeared on her red lips. "Get ready."
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