Chapter 1240 The Decree of Fate

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Pa!

While Wuzhiqi was deep in thought, a pine cone suddenly fell into his arms, interrupting his train of thought. He picked up the pine cone and looked up, seeing the rising sun shining down, its light gliding over the Dragon Tiger Mountain Taoist temple and landing on his face.

A clear voice asked, "Hey, Wuzhiqi, what are you thinking about?"

"Could it be that after reaching the Daoguo realm, you also get distracted and lost in thought?"

It was Wei Yuanjun who spoke.

Wuzhiqi was sitting on a large bluestone on the mountain.

On Dragon Tiger Mountain, Wei Yuanjun stood on a branch of the Welcoming Pine, holding a standard-issue sword from Longhu Mountain. She performed a basic sword move, her aura sharp and showing the demeanor of a sword immortal's daughter. Wuzhiqi shook his head and said slowly, "I don't know why."

"I suddenly felt a sense of palpitation."

Wei Yuanjun raised an eyebrow: "Palpitation?"

She retracted the sword with a closing move, holding it behind her back, and said, "With your high realm, you can already be said to be immune to all diseases and impervious to all evils. How could you possibly have palpitations? I think it's probably a unique heavenly premonition at this level, a sudden impulse. I'm afraid something bad is about to happen."

Something bad…

Wuzhiqi frowned slightly.

But for a moment, he couldn't think of what this so-called bad thing could be.

Then he heard a series of wind sounds from afar. Wei Yuanjun raised her eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Yes, it's Mother… I mean, it's the Queen Mother of the West bringing back Grandma Nuwa. Wuzhiqi, let's go and greet them together."

So she casually threw the sword in her hand.

Taking Wuzhiqi with her to greet them. Although she said she was greeting Nuwa, she was currently living on Dragon Tiger Mountain and saw Nuwa every day. There was no need to rush for a moment. The person she really wanted to see was that girl.

She restrained her usual appearance on the mountain and was very well-behaved and cute.

Going to pay respects to Jue.

Wuzhiqi had no choice but to pretend not to know what this guy was thinking.

He held it in his heart for a long time.

Wei Yuanjun successfully received a head pat, a museum-exclusive happy water, and candy from Jue, and left contentedly. Wuzhiqi had now transformed into a black-haired, golden-eyed youth, wearing a hoodie with the words [I'm crazy about games] printed on it. He said lazily: "So, aren't you afraid of being exposed in the future?"

"Exposed?"

Wei Yuanjun put the candy in her mouth, very much in Wei Yuan's style, and said:

"Then we'll talk about it then."

"That's something the future me has to consider. It has nothing to do with the current me."

Wuzhiqi felt like he had heard this sentence somewhere before.

Just as the two of them hadn't gone far and were about to speak, Wuzhiqi paused slightly, and Wei Yuanjun's footsteps also stopped. At the same time, they heard a low voice coming from a very far distance behind them. It seemed that Jue hadn't expected that this little girl who looked only a little over ten years old also had the foundation of the Daoguo level.

Therefore, she only used a gust of wind to cover the sound and told what was about to happen in the human world.

Nuwa paused slightly: "Yuan is missing?"

Jue nodded slightly, her voice gentle, "But, he should be fine."

"You don't have to worry about him."

Missing…?!

Wuzhiqi frowned slightly. After worrying about Wei Yuan at the first moment, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the girl beside him. He saw her footsteps pause slightly. She was still looking indifferent, but her lips were already pursed, and the happiness in her eyes quickly dissipated, replaced by a cloud of gloom.

And the voice over there continued.

Nuwa was comforting Jue.

And Jue was also comforting Nuwa.

Originally, they were the two people who cared most about the missing Taoist(), but they both tacitly kept their worries in their hearts, and then began to comfort each other in a kind and gentle tone.

Nuwa finally asked, "So, your wedding with Yuan… should we postpone it?!"

Wei Yuanjun's movements froze.

Then she heard Jue's voice.

The choice she made was just like what had happened in her future—

"No, it won't be postponed."

"I believe in him. He said he would definitely come back, so I will wait."

Wuzhiqi sighed. He could already feel an unspeakable oppressive aura beside him, as well as the Geng metal qi that was being restrained. Wuzhiqi had a headache and had to mobilize the methods of dealing with this situation in his mind, but Wuzhiqi's adjustment methods, in addition to the traditional literary official methods of physical persuasion, were only the experience from games such as "Yan Huang-style Parents".

However, he didn't expect that Wei Yuanjun didn't get angry or grit her teeth and curse. She just suddenly bit the candy into pieces, swallowed it all, and then walked back with her head down.

Wuzhiqi coughed twice and said, "Actually, that guy Wei Yuan might have just encountered some trouble."

"He will definitely rush back in time."

"Right? Just like before, he has never been late."

Wei Yuanjun interrupted: "That's in your history."

The girl's expression was calm, without hatred or anger, only disappointment. She said, "Actually, I should have known all along. I shouldn't have had any expectations of him. He has always been like that, always following his own personality and never caring about mother…"

"Always breaking his promises."

"Just like before."

Wuzhiqi said, "He took the risk to save more people."

Jinmu Yuanjun said, "I didn't expect to hear such words from the mouth of the Huai River Demon King. I don't deny his heroic side, but I'm just a little tired. In your opinion, he is a qualified warrior, but he will never be a qualified husband and father."

The girl murmured to herself, "He has never been a father."

"Never…"

Wuzhiqi frowned, "It's not that time yet. How do you know he won't come back?"

Wei Yuanjun said indifferently: "Because I have experienced it once."

Wuzhiqi only felt a headache.

After thinking about it, he used the provocation method that was very useful to him:

"Then do you want to bet? If he comes back as usual, you will call him 'daddy' in person?!"

Wuzhiqi had a provocative expression on his face.

However, he didn't expect that the girl in front of him, who inherited Wei Yuan's blood and should have been most vulnerable to provocation, just said faintly: "...A provocative method?"

"Unfortunately, my enlightenment teacher is Zhuge Liang. I have long been unaffected."

Wuzhiqi's expression froze.

"Impossible…"

He subconsciously thought of Wei Yuan's triumphant words—men are creatures who cannot withstand provocation.

Wei Yuanjun seemed to have guessed what Wuzhiqi was about to say and added: "Besides, I'm a girl."

"However, if you insist on betting like this, it's not like I can't play with you."

"If I lose, it will be as you wish."

"Then if you lose, you will call him 'daddy' after he comes back?"

Wuzhiqi's thoughts froze, and he subconsciously looked to the left and right, and said: "Ah, this, this seems to be contrary to common sense…"

Then he saw the girl's eyes drooping slightly, her eyes swirling with light, and the corners of her mouth raised, forming an expression of 'Huh… so that's all you've got?', Wuzhiqi's thoughts froze, and he said angrily: "Who said I don't dare?! Let's bet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong and he had jumped into the pit again.

The girl's face then showed a little smile and said, "Okay, I'll go get something. We'll leave here quietly."

Wuzhiqi said, "Leave here, to do what?"

Wei Yuanjun said, "Of course, it's to save people… Although he is not a qualified father, I can't just sit by and watch when a fool of a dad is in trouble."

Wuzhiqi watched Wei Yuanjun go back to the house to fetch a temporary weapon.

Although she had just spoken with a little smile, Wuzhiqi could also see that Wei Yuanjun was still very disappointed and lonely about Wei Yuan's broken promise. Wuzhiqi grinned, looked at the sky, and murmured: "So ah, Wei Yuan, you have to make an effort…"

"Otherwise, your daughter might just save you back and then ignore you forever."

"She won't treat you as a dad anymore."

"I've already gone to the gambling table. If you really make me lose…"

"I'll beat you into a lump and stuff you into a salt jar and bury you in the ground to pickle you into pickles."

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In the Turbid World—

The Turbid World Honored One looked at the huge demon god in front of him and nodded slightly in satisfaction, saying, "Not bad, very good…"

"It seems that although it has lost Nuwa's power, it has been irrigated with [Fate] as nourishment, directly skipping the growth process and giving the end of fate. The effect is not weak at all. The only pity is that the consumption is huge and cannot be used multiple times."

"After all, there are limited incarnations of fate. It dies every time it is used."

"Don't you think so?"

"[Fate]?"

The Honored One looked down at the demon god in front of him. The ape demon god was holding a huge weapon in one hand and carrying an almost skin-and-bones man in the other. If Wei Yuan or Emperor Jun were here, they could see that this was fate. But at this moment, fate should be in the hands of the Heavenly Emperor. Why is it here?

The Turbid World Honored One stood up and said lightly, "Yes, earlier, I joined forces with that Yuanshi Heavenly Lord and killed you in that illusion. His realm is still a little low. I didn't expect that I would directly bring you back. I also didn't expect that fate would actually have so many incarnations."

[Fate] at this moment seemed to have completely extinguished its spirit, but it was still very unruly, laughing loudly and saying, "Yes, Turbid World Honored One, you are indeed a scheming and insidious fellow, cough cough… cough… Unfortunately, unfortunately, I have already tried to remind him, [Be careful of the Turbid World Honored One]."

"Be careful of the Turbid World Honored One!"

"But he doesn't seem to be able to understand what I mean."

The Turbid World Honored One said lightly, "You are his enemy."

"Naturally, he will not believe the words of a mere enemy."

[Fate]'s face showed regret, and said: "That's true, the bamboo of Nanshan is upright and does not believe any enemies, so I have fallen to this point, so you lost an arm."

The Honored One was not angry because this incarnation of fate mentioned the matter of the broken arm, but said plainly:

"I heard that the power of fate has the blessing of [Judgment]."

"It can invisibly weave fate, and the words spoken will be followed, which is a blessing and a curse."

"I'm very interested."

[Fate] laughed loudly: "Ha, Judgment, for whom? This monkey? Hahahaha…"

"Why should I help you?"

The Turbid World Honored One calmly clenched his right hand. Fate was directly bound by chains of terrifying power, causing his body to twist, his muscles and bones almost broken, and his soul to have bursts of cracks, making a series of shrill screams. The Turbid World Honored One let go after a long time and said lightly: "Because you have no right to refuse."

Fate was now only able to pant on the ground, covered in blood, the corners of his mouth raised, and said:

"Heh, okay…"

"Then, I bless you, you will surely die from…"

Boom! ! !

The huge power directly smashed fate into the depths of the earth.

The Honored One said lightly, "Fate, you better listen."

"Huff… Huff… Ha…"

() When Fate was pulled up, there was almost no good flesh left. Only his eyes still looked so unruly. He coughed up some blood clots, and said with a smile, "Haha, fate is originally, originally constant. If there is good, there will naturally be bad. Isn't it normal?"

"In this world, where is there only the reason to gain benefits?"/

The Turbid World Honored One was silent, knowing that fate was telling the truth. He said lightly, "Then, avoid the bad things."

"Prevent the bad things from taking effect. Can you do it?"

"If you can do it, I can let you have a hundred years of sleep."

[Fate] seemed to be struck, and sighed: "Okay…"

"Then, I say—your fate!"

"You will have the same power, the same speed, the same martial arts as the Fighting Victory Buddha!!"

"Your Daoguo will rapidly mature to the level of the Great Sage Equaling Heaven!"

"You and him are almost exactly the same. No one can distinguish you. You can be big or small, visible or invisible, have great supernatural powers, boundless mana, be invulnerable to knives and spears, and be tempered a thousand times!"

Everything that Fate said, the ape demon god was extremely satisfied.

And finally, when it came to the price, [Fate] thought for a while and said:

"But, the price is that you will be recognized under the discrimination of Sakyamuni Buddha like in the original Journey to the West, and eventually die under the Great Sage Equaling Heaven's staff."

"Cough cough… Sakyamuni is a person from the distant past."

"He has been dead for thousands of years."

[Fate] smiled and spread out his hands, like a generous person giving gifts—

"He doesn't know Wuzhiqi, and he's not in this era, so he can't help."

"How is it, can you do it?"

ps: Today's second update

Be careful of the Turbid World Honored One, which was mentioned in chapter 1205.