Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses

Chapter 463: Chapter 461: The Divine Calculator

Yan Kingdom, Kang City.

At the bridgehead of the city’s largest river, five or six stalls with fabric banners marked ’Divination’ are set up here year-round.

The diviners are generally in their fifties or sixties, with eyes that seem to see through worldly affairs and penetrate all things.

Among them, one stall has the longest queue.

The diviner wears a washed-out blue Daoist robe, his figure is slim, he has a goatee, and much of his hair is white.

On the right side of his cheek, there is a pea-sized black mole, from which three long white hairs grow, making him look quite peculiar.

He casually tosses three copper coins onto the table, producing a ’clink’ sound, and quickly uses his fingers to calculate.

Then he slowly says to the woman in front of him: “Your birth element is wood, this year the Bing Fire is strong, the issue of offspring cannot be forced for now…”

“Then when can I conceive?” the woman asks anxiously.

“Two years later, when the Bing Fire subsides, Wu Earth will stabilize, and the wood element roots, there will be good news by then…”

“Thank you, Master!” The woman lightly exhales, showing a happy expression.

She hurriedly takes out a silver ingot from her purse and gently places it on the table.

After the woman leaves, the black-moled diviner surprisingly begins to pack up the stall, dismissing customers: “Today, ten predictions are complete. You may visit the colleague next door for fortune telling.”

Someone urgently says, “I came all the way from Lin City, can Master Niu make an exception?”

“Rules cannot be broken, come earlier tomorrow.”

The crowd of men and women in line watches as the black-moled diviner packs up and leaves, none daring to stop him.

Once the diviner leaves, discussions start to buzz.

“This Master Niu is said to be accurate in nine out of ten predictions, how can other diviners compare? Let’s hope and try, and return tomorrow!”

“It’s a pity Master Niu only does ten predictions a day, not a single more, regardless of who comes, it doesn’t help…”

“Previously, the wealthy Mr. Ma in the city forced Master Niu to do an eleventh prediction, and ended up losing his fortune. Days later, fire struck his home, and his whole family perished!”

No matter how people discuss.

The diviner known as ’Master Niu’, once finished packing, leisurely walks south of the city.

After winding through numerous narrow alleys, he arrives at the entrance of a secluded small courtyard.

“Grandpa, Grandpa!”

A little girl with pigtails bounces out from the courtyard, jumping into the diviner’s arms.

The profound look on Master Niu’s face disappears, replaced by a kind smile.

He somehow produces a string of bright red candied fruit, making the little girl’s eyes light up, her mouth watering.

“Grandpa, can I share some with Liuwa?” the girl asks sweetly, taking the candied fruit.

“Go ahead, but remember to come home early.” Master Niu smiles dotingly, patting the girl’s head.

Watching the girl disappear from sight, Master Niu slowly enters the house, his smile abruptly vanishing.

He gazes at a corner of the courtyard, where several peach trees grow, lush with branches and leaves, rustling in the wind.

“Come out.”

“Worthy of being called a divine seer, truly remarkable.

I cultivate the Taiyin Concealment Technique, which completely hides my aura, even the strongest elders in the sect might not detect it. Yet before you, I am exposed.” A shadow slowly reveals itself from under the peach tree, emitting a very dry and unpleasant voice.

“Aura can be hidden, but causality is harder to mask.

Unless you reach the realm of a Master, to temporarily sever causality, otherwise, I can indeed foresee.” The black-moled diviner strokes his long beard, a hint of self-satisfaction flashing on his face.

“Can you predict why I seek you?”

“You want help finding someone. The one you most want to find now is… the Red Hero?

Heh, you intend for someone to dig up my family’s ancestral grave in the future.” The black-moled diviner shakes his head and sighs.

“Will you take the task?”

“As long as the price is right, why not take it, I need to leave more dowry for my granddaughter.” The black-moled diviner says lightly, “However, the causality around this Red Hero is quite vague. To calculate his location, I may need to deplete a considerable amount of Primordial Qi.”

“Rest assured, I won’t shortchange you.”

The shadow and the diviner converse for a while before the shadow slowly disappears again, apparently satisfied with the response.

…

Elsewhere.

At night, the bright moon hangs high.

As usual, Lou Yi opens his Disguise Talent several miles outside the Demon Clan camp and boldly approaches the outskirts.

’Screech!’

A giant red hawk takes off into the sky, then dives down, violently piercing into the Demon Clan army!

Most of the small demons attacked are still asleep, slaughtered in their dreams, bodies smashed, leaving no trace of their Divine Souls.

The surviving demons fare worse, severely injured and lying on the ground wailing, bodies riddled with wounds, barely clinging to life.

Other demons in the camp flee desperately as if facing a great enemy.

Cursing their parents for not giving them more legs, fearing they face the same fate as their kin.

Watching the Attribute Panel as it ’ping-ping-ping’ fills with over a thousand points of energy, Lou Yi nods in satisfaction.

One mustn’t be too greedy, harvesting bit by bit, eventually, the energy will reach over sixty thousand.

The newly added deduction function in the Attribute Panel can push Perfection level Breathing Technique, Fist Technique, Axe Skill, and even Talents to higher levels.

Previously, Lou Yi focused primarily on the crucial Breathing Technique, already deducing Two-stage Breathing Technique to Three-stage.

Next, there’s the Extreme Fist, Lou’s Axe Skill, and Petrification Talent to deduce.

Extreme Fist needs sixty thousand energy points, Lou’s Axe Skill needs eighty thousand, and Petrification Talent requires one hundred fifty thousand.

Lou Yi plans to tackle them one by one, from low to high, to see how the techniques like Fist and Axe Skills change after deduction.

Thus, he needs more energy, constantly flowing energy.

The Demon Clan’s attack on Zhao Kingdom presents an excellent opportunity for him.

Otherwise, how much time would it take to hunt these demons one by one?

After killing a batch of demons, Lou Yi doesn’t overreach and prepares for a strategic retreat.

However, after only a few steps, his expression changes.

Suddenly, surrounded by layers of shadows, demonic power surges, blocking his escape routes tightly!

Among these shadows.

There’s a Hill Giant towering hundreds of meters, with chunks of silver-gray stones the size of houses embedded in its body;

A Water Demon covered in dense black tentacles, from which copious mucus drips, forming foul-smelling puddles below;

A large Lion Demon with flaming red fur, boasting three heads—one large, two small—exuding a wild, domineering pressure, its aura stronger than the previous two;

A Deer Demon with a semi-transparent blue gemstone embedded in its chest, and massive blood-red insect swarms flying in the air…

Almost all of them exude high-tier Demon General aura, nearly ten in total!

“Your concealment skill is indeed unique. But no matter how well you hide, traces left cannot escape my deduction.” An elderly figure with a black mole slowly walks over from a distance, his face filled with a confident expression that everything is under control.

Lou Yi instinctively uses the detection function:

[Name: Niu Tianxu]

[Age: 159/?]

[Realm: Foundation Establishment early stage]

[Cultivation Technique: Great Derivation Technique]

[Magic: Plum Blossom Numerology, Great Derivation Prediction…]

[Attribute: Earth Element Super Grade Spirit Root]

A cultivator who can predict?

My whereabouts were probably uncovered by him.

Lou Yi suddenly recalls.

When two elders from the Yellow Springs Sect previously found me using a strand of hair, they mentioned someone called the ’Divine Seer’, could it be this person?

With this thought, a strong killing intent rises within Lou Yi.

I must find a way to kill him!

But this diviner is accompanied by a mysterious elder shrouded in a black robe, closely guarding him.

Those eerie eyes, like a Poison Snake, lock onto Lou Yi.

“You are the Red Hero? Tomorrow marks your memorial day!”

This is a cultivator at the late Foundation Establishment stage, in some sense, even more troublesome than a high-tier Demon General!

Lou Yi’s heart sinks slightly, realizing today will be a tough battle!

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