443: Chapter 38 Measuring 443: Chapter 38 Measuring Fa Li was a high monk from Fan Yin Temple, sent to reside in Great Pudu Temple.
When he was young, he came to Great Chu and secluded himself in Red Mountain, cultivating until now.
In the mountains where years do not exist, unbeknownst to him, he had cultivated to the fifth realm of Yin God.
Yet, through the endless bamboo leaves, Fa Li found… he could not see through the young man before him.
“Benefactor, please enter the forest.”
After a moment of silence, Fa Li spoke with a heavy voice.
He no longer concealed his aura but slowly straightened his back, and his aura began to rise.
A wild wind howled, and broken leaves formed a hidden tiger, faintly overpowering this world.
What a joke?
As the respectable Yin God, could he not measure Xie Zhen’s Divine Sea?
“If that’s the case, Xie won’t be polite then.”
Xie Xuanyi slightly lowered his gaze and reached forward again, snapping off a bamboo strip that had previously split and healed.
Holding this slim, dry branch, he stepped into Buddha Sound Forest.
The deep chanting of Buddhist scriptures began to sound in Buddha Sound Forest.
Every sound, every word, felt like a boulder falling directly into Heart Lake.
…
…
“Splash.”
The rain was heavy; countless rain lines chaotically fell, bounding clearly.
Through the sound of rain pounding, one could faintly hear a light scraping sound, as if a sword tip was against the ground, but no sparks flew, only light splashes of water.
Eventually, all these sounds ceased.
Qi Lie stood in front of the Book Tower, gently knocking on the wooden door.
The door was ajar, leaving a crack; with just a light tap, it swung open with the wind, obviously, the Book Tower Master expected visitors today.
Countless strands of rain and dim light drifted into the Book Tower.
Qi Lie saw the man sitting at the end of the Book Tower.
Chen Jingxuan, unusually not reading scrolls, merely sat beside the fireplace to warm up.
A jade table was prepared with tea, everything so perfectly arranged.
The water in the teacup had just boiled when Qi Lie pushed the door, and Chen Jingxuan was just brewing the tea.
Steam brewed and dispersed, and the current atmosphere in the Book Tower did not resemble early spring, but rather felt like winter.
A hidden chill spread from the jade table.
“Qi Lie, you’ve arrived?”
Chen Jingxuan looked up, his pale cheeks hanging with a faint smile.
He had been waiting here.
“Mr.
Jingxuan, I’ll not come in.”
Qi Lie did not like this feeling.
Being a straightforward Sword Cultivator, he valued law, order, and following one’s heart.
However, dealing with the Sky Watcher always made him feel… whether it be the law or order, they were merely pawns manipulated by fate.
This was quite a frightening thought.
Since arriving in Imperial City, Qi Lie spent most of his time hidden among the common folks, not even knowing when he would go out or where he would head to.
But the Sky Watcher knew.
Today’s visit to the Book Tower was merely a spontaneous idea.
But Chen Jingxuan had already prepared the tea.
This transparent feeling was something Qi Lie disliked.
…
Chen Jingxuan said nothing, still wearing a faint smile, neither rejecting nor continuing with an invitation.
Qi Lie stood on the threshold of the Book Tower.
He whispered softly, “I just left from Mr.
Yan’s.”
“Mm.”
Chen Jingxuan responded softly.
“Can the Roundness Instrument trace a Cultivator’s life and death whereabouts?”
Qi Lie voiced the question he cared most about.
“Mm.”
After a brief silence, Chen Jingxuan responded again, as the proud disciple of the Old National Master, knowing of Zhao Tongtian and Yan Xin’s past affair, he was among the very few who knew.
If the law enforcer of Sword Palace decided ten years later to exercise the “right to know,” then the one to use the Roundness Instrument to check the fate would be Chen Jingxuan.
Qi Lie took a deep breath and earnestly asked, “How much fate does it take to use the Roundness Instrument once?”
“Do you want to use the Roundness Instrument to find Xie Xuanyi?”
Chen Jingxuan lowered his eyelids, guessing the other’s intention from the moment Qi Lie started speaking.
“Yes.”
Qi Lie instinctively straightened his back again, looking at the pale man sitting.
Oddly, despite the man sitting on the couch, he gave an imposing presence similar to a tiger lying in wait…
Yan Xin was an elder radiating vitality, but Chen Jingxuan was a young man with a hidden air of twilight, giving Qi Lie completely different feelings.
No one expected that the position of the Book Tower Master would change hands in such a brief period.
Chen Jingxuan started cultivating just over two decades ago, yet he became the new state preceptor controlling the Roundness Instrument fate… In the history of Great Chu, he was the youngest, without a parallel.
With a soft sigh.
Chen Jingxuan slowly stood up, appearing gravely ill, struggling even to stand, yet as he stood, the entire Book Tower’s light began to shift, an immense, formless power tilting out, slightly burdening Qi Lie’s shoulders.
Qi Lie’s sword at his waist trembled uncontrollably.
“Not everyone can probe through the Roundness Instrument.”
They stood twenty zhang apart.
Chen Jingxuan spoke softly, “To look into the fate within the grasp of the Roundness Instrument requires a price…
even a Sky Watcher cannot take and ask as they please.”
“I know.”
Qi Lie’s gaze was intense as he spoke earnestly, “Law Enforcement accumulated fate for decades just to exchange for one chance to see the Lian Venerate’s soul thought… I don’t need to know where my senior brother is, I only need to know whether he is still alive, whether he died in North Sea!”