"Oh?" The old man did not deny it. He smiled faintly and looked at Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan also looked at him and did not avoid his gaze.
After a while, Yuan Xinqiu nodded. "Okay!"
After sitting down again and setting up the chessboard, Yang Xuan took black first and placed a piece in the center of the chessboard.
After placing his piece, Yang Xuan said faintly, "I heard that Senior Yuan is quite accomplished in divination. Your chess skills must be superb."
Yuan Xinqiu was still smiling. He placed a piece next to Yang Xuan's black piece and said slowly, "You flatter me!"
Yang Xuan placed another piece, this time right beside the white piece. "But I'm guessing that you'll lose this round!"
"Oh? Why do you say that? "Yuan Xinqiu placed his piece next to the black piece.
"Why don't we make a bet?" Yang Xuan asked.
"How? What are we betting? "Yuan Xinqiu smiled.
"Let's bet on the outcome of this game. If you win, I will cure Ling Xin 'er. If you lose, you only need to agree to one of my conditions."
Gu Shentu had already noticed that something was wrong. He leaned forward slightly, his gaze unfriendly.
Yuan Zhixia waved his hand at Gu Shentu, indicating that it was fine.
Yuan Xinqiu looked at Yang Xuan again and suddenly laughed.
"Okay!" After laughing, he only said one word, but it was resolute and decisive.
Yang Xuan took a piece from the chess basket and held it in his hand, but did not place it immediately.
"Senior Yuan is very courageous!" He said faintly. "In that case, please take my move!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a splash suddenly appeared on the black piece in his hand.
The black splash did not carry any light.
Then, Yang Xuan placed his piece heavily on the chessboard.
Boom!
Lightning flashed, thunder roared, and rain poured down.
Bean-sized raindrops fell from the night sky and smashed heavily on Yuan Xinqiu's face. In the blink of an eye, Yuan Xinqiu's clothes were completely soaked and stuck to his body.
Yuan Xinqiu raised his arm and looked at his sleeve that was still dripping with water. A strange expression appeared on his face.
In the next moment, a knight in black armor, riding a black warhorse, charged out of the rain. He raised the long spear in his hand, drawing a streak of lightning as he thrust it towards Yuan Xinqiu's face.
Yuan Xinqiu tapped lightly on the ground and leaped high into the air, dodging the lightning strike. However, before he could land on the ground, more black-armored knights charged at him from all directions, their killing intent filling the air.
At the critical moment, Yuan Xinqiu's long sleeves flew out and circled around his body. The knights were immediately sent flying and disappeared into the darkness.
The rain became even heavier, like thousands of arrows falling from the sky.
"My Lord, the enemy is too powerful. The soldiers have all died in battle. You must leave quickly!" A warrior covered in blood suddenly rushed out from the rain. He staggered and knelt in front of Yuan Xinqiu, shouting anxiously.
Yuan Xinqiu looked at him. It was his right-hand man, the general.
Suddenly, the general's anxious voice came to an abrupt stop. An arrow had pierced through his chest.
Seeing the general fall in front of him, no longer breathing, Yuan Xinqiu took two steps forward. Just as he was about to reach out, he stopped.
"Master, Master, you must leave quickly, leave quickly!"
Another person rushed out from Yuan Xinqiu's side. His face was incomparably pale, and his blood mixed with the rain. It was impossible to tell whether it was rain or blood.
Before this person could finish speaking, he was pierced through by a spear that had appeared out of nowhere. He fell in front of Yuan Xinqiu, but his eyes refused to close, as if he wanted to say something.
"Cheng 'er!" Yuan Xinqiu suddenly felt some heartache. He reached out his hand through the rain, wanting to touch that face again.
Boom!
The sound of killing filled the air as countless black-armored knights rushed out from the rain. Their spears had corpses hanging from them, and these corpses all had their eyes open as they stared at Yuan Xinqiu.
Looking at those familiar yet unfamiliar faces, Yuan Xinqiu's outstretched hand paused in midair.
After an unknown period of time, he suddenly let out a long sigh, and his arm fell limply.
"Come out!" His gaze pierced through the darkness and fell on an unknown place.
The rain stopped, and the black-armored knights retreated one by one, returning to the darkness.
Disappearing together with them were the corpses that had died with their eyes open.
Following that, Yang Xuan walked out from the darkness and quietly looked at Yuan Xinqiu.
"Demon God Yang Xuan, you really live up to your reputation!" Yuan Xinqiu looked at Yang Xuan in front of him and cupped his hands.
Yang Xuan smiled and also cupped his hands.
Yuan Xinqiu sighed again, seemingly a little sad. "This old man has not thought about these past events for a long time. I never thought that I would be able to see some old friends again today. How sad! Brother Bai's skills are amazing, this old man admires! "
Yang Xuan said indifferently, "You flatter me. It's just an insignificant skill, not worth mentioning!"
Yuan Xinqiu shook his head and changed the topic. "I wonder what Brother Bai wants to ask?"
Yang Xuan did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point. "I wonder how Brother Yuan calculated the time and location of the opening of the Forgotten Land?"
Yuan Xinqiu's eyes flashed with curiosity, but he did not directly answer. Instead, he asked, "Why does Brother Bai not allow others to enter the Forgotten Land?"
This was also something that he was very curious about. Logically speaking, other than some heavenly treasures and spirit beasts, there was nothing else in the Forgotten Land that was worthy of the attention of a super expert like Bai Qi. So why did Bai Qi not allow others to enter?
Yang Xuan smiled and said, "This is the reason why Brother Yuan guarded the city gate back then."
His words were baffling, but Yuan Xinqiu understood. He came to a sudden realization and sighed, "So that's how it is, so that's how it is, since the Forgotten Land already belongs to the Yang family, then naturally they cannot allow outsiders to enter, so that's why."
Yang Xuan did not comment and asked again, "How did Brother Yuan calculate?"
Yuan Xinqiu let out a long sigh and then respectfully bowed in another direction. He then said, "My master is the Divine Mathematician."
Yang Xuan's pupils shrank. "The Divine Mathematician of the Heavenly Lake Faction?"
Yuan Xinqiu nodded. "Yes!"
Yang Xuan was silent. He did not expect Yuan Xinqiu's master to be the Divine Mathematician of the Heavenly Lake Faction. So it was not strange that he could calculate the time and location of the opening of the Forgotten Land.
After sighing for a while, Yang Xuan cupped his hands and said to Yuan Xinqiu, "So you are the Divine Mathematician's disciple. Sorry for the disrespect!"
Yuan Xinqiu cupped his hands and said, "Now that I know the truth, I will not calculate the opening of the Forgotten Land in the future. Please rest assured, Brother Bai."
Seeing his attitude, Yang Xuan's impression of him improved greatly. He solemnly bowed and said, "Thank you, Brother Yuan."
In fact, both of them knew that whether or not Yuan Xinqiu could calculate the opening time and location of the entrance was no longer important.
For Yang Xuan, since he had a way to close the entrance, it did not matter whether or not he killed Yuan Xinqiu. This was also the reason why he did not immediately kill Yuan Xinqiu.
Yuan Xinqiu knew that according to his calculations, the Forgotten Land would open for three years. However, it had only been a few days and it had already closed. If Bai Qi had nothing to do with this, he would be the first to not believe it.
Since Bai Qi had a way to close the entrance of the Forgotten Land, it did not matter whether he counted or not.
Additionally, Chen Xiaolian speculated that Bai Qi must have some way to know when and where the entrance would open in advance. Even if Chen Xiaolian was able to calculate when and where the entrance would open again, Bai Qi could just block the entrance again. Who would be able to enter?
As such, it was better not to count and instead owe him a favor.
No matter what, there was no irreconcilable enmity between the Yuan Clan and Bai Qi. Apart from Ling Xiner, there were no other conflicts between them.
Facing an expert like Bai Qi, the Yuan Clan did not want to casually offend him.
How could Yang Xuan not see through Yuan Xinqiu's attitude? Furthermore, he was well aware that Yuan Xinqiu's attitude was so good largely because of his strength. If he wasn't strong enough, who knew how many times Yuan Zhixia would have beaten him to death if he wasn't strong enough.
Yuan Xinqiu suddenly sighed and said, "It's just a pity that my niece has fallen ill due to depression. Ai!"
How could Yang Xuan not understand what he was thinking? He faintly smiled and said, "What's so difficult about that?"
After saying this, he pointed out, and black water splashed out from his fingertip.
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