Chapter 309: The Blood Compass
Chapter 309: The Blood Compass
Yu Xiu, the fortune teller, glanced at Qi Yuan with an enigmatic expression on his face.
"This young man speaks in a peculiar manner, but... as long as it's something you seek to know, today... I will satisfy your request."
After all, this was the method to lift the curse upon himself.
Yu Xiu silently recited these words in his mind.
The curse that had afflicted him could only be dispelled by using these tools and coming here for a fortune-telling session.
These tools were all one-time use.
One could say that anything in this world could be divined.
"Place your hand on the bronze disk, and I will reveal the answer," the fortune teller whispered.
"Alright," Qi Yuan placed his hand on the bronze disk.
Bei He Han Xianyun's face revealed a peculiar expression, and the two of them seemed odd.
The fortune-telling itself was mysterious and unfathomable.
Qi Yuan, who participated in the Martial Arts Tournament, spoke with a hint of madness. "Game completion? What do you mean?"
Nan Shi Zhang Yang's lips curled into a disdainful smile, "It seems today's madness isn't limited to one person."
He was always arrogant and looked down on everyone.
Born into nobility, his family was connected to the legendary Seven Martial Stars Clan, so he always felt superior.
His presence in the martial arts circle was considered an honor.
Now, as he prepared to leave the martial arts circle for a better future, he naturally looked down on those in the circle even more.
After all, in general, the martial arts circle rarely had true nobles.
Usually, they were just nouveau riche.
At this moment, Yu Xiu was fully focused, his blood boiling in anticipation of the bronze disk's response.
He was just an ordinary man, clueless about the art of divination.
Divination was all about the bronze disk's abilities.
But as time ticked by, no response came.
Confusion filled Yu Xiu's eyes, and he was perplexed.
At this moment, Qi Yuan stared at Yu Xiu and whispered, "Well, how's the divination going? When can I complete this game?"
Yu Xiu fell silent for a moment, his heart stirred with a surge of emotions.
This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
His mind was filled with countless questions.
After all, this was the first time he had experienced a tool's failure.
Could it be... that the other person was like him? But...
Looking at Qi Yuan, Yu Xiu's face showed hesitation, "Your question has truly stumped me.
Perhaps... you should ask another question, and I'll try again?"
His address to Qi Yuan had changed.
Qi Yuan sighed upon hearing this, "Your divination skills are lacking, I overestimated you.
Let's see, even if you divine it, will I win this Martial Arts Tournament?"
Yu Xiu, the fortune teller, hadn't spoken yet.
The surrounding warriors burst into laughter again.
Bei He Han Xianyun looked at Qi Yuan and couldn't help but laugh, "Qi Yuan, you're a little too confident!"
They had just exchanged names moments ago.
Nan Shi Zhang Yang's eyes naturally showed disdain, his voice like a bell, "I'm also participating in this tournament."
His meaning was clear, if he participated, then the champion would be him.
The other warriors acknowledged this.
A year ago, Nan Shi Zhang Yang had lost to the tournament champion in just one move.
This year, his martial arts had undoubtedly improved, and winning the championship was a certainty.
"Kid, the person next to you is Nan Shi Zhang Yang, and he will undoubtedly be the champion this time. Don't have any delusions."
Qi Yuan paid no heed to these words.
His hand rested on the bronze disk, awaiting the fortune teller Yu Xiu's answer.
At that moment, something caught his eye.
【Blood Compass Replica, seems to reveal the secrets of heaven, capture the trajectory of fate, a product of Blood Compass Island.】
Just then, suddenly, a cracking sound echoed.
Qi Yuan's bronze disk cracked and shattered.
"Pfft..." Yu Xiu's eyes widened in shock, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.
The tool had... shattered!
How could this be possible!
Just a simple fortune-telling, and the disk broke! The people around them looked bewildered.
"What's going on?"
"Why are you spitting blood?"
"Is this an act?"
The onlookers were perplexed.
Nan Shi Zhang Yang scoffed, "You're playing games, and I won't indulge you any further."
He turned and left.
The warriors, seeing this, mostly laughed as well.
It was clear that they believed Qi Yuan and the fortune teller were plotting something.
Even Bei He Han Xianyun looked at Qi Yuan with suspicion.
The fortune teller had revealed some secrets about him, could it be related to Qi Yuan?
At this moment, Qi Yuan took out his mental illness certificate.
"See clearly, this is my certificate. Don't try to scam me, I didn't break it!"
Qi Yuan was always cautious, carrying his certificate to avoid scams.
It had come in handy.
This action dispelled Bei He Han Xianyun's suspicions.
If Qi Yuan's plan was the target, it was unlikely that Yu Xiu would put on such a show.
What's the point of this performance?
Yu Xiu stared at Qi Yuan, equally perplexed, as numerous thoughts flashed through his mind: "This is indeed... unrelated to you."
Especially such special items, they wouldn't break without reason.
This could only mean that the person and matters he divined... transcended the capabilities of ordinary divination tools.
But... such a situation, shouldn't it only occur with those terrifying monsters?
How could it appear on a human?
Could it be that this person has a tool to shield against divination?
"Oh right, where did you get this Blood Compass? It's quite interesting. I'd like to get one too."
Qi Yuan asked, "If I had this, wouldn't it be a surefire way to make money?"
With that question, Yu Xiu's expression instantly turned wary. "How... do you know its name is Blood Compass... There's not a trace of death aura on you!"
The words slipped out, and Yu Xiu immediately regretted them.
Qi Yuan seemed to ponder, "Since I have a mental illness, and the mentally ill know these things... isn't that normal?"
"By the way, I want to ask you a question. Do you know about the Spirit Path Martial Lord?"
In this world, Qi Yuan's mission was to become the Human Path Martial Lord, the Spirit Path Martial Lord, and cultivate to the realm of the Ten Thousand Martial God.
Becoming the Human Path Martial Lord was simple; winning the Martial Arts Tournament a hundred times would suffice.
But as for the Spirit Path Martial Lord, he had no clue where to start.
The fortune teller before him was peculiar, so Qi Yuan decided to ask.
"The Spirit Path Martial Lord?" Yu Xiu shook his head. "I've never heard of it, but... I've heard of the Human Path Martial Lord and the Mythical Dragon Martial Lord."
This time, Yu Xiu didn't hide anything. He felt that Qi Yuan might also be concealing a secret.
Otherwise, how would he know the name of the Blood Compass?
"Martial Lord?" Qi Yuan muttered.
Just then, Yu Xiu's expression changed dramatically. "Oh no, I... have to go."
The Blood Compass had shattered, and the curse on his body still lingered.
He had to hurry and deal with it.
After saying this, he quickly left.
As for the table, it remained where it was, untouched.
Bei He Han Xianyun watched Yu Xiu's departing figure, her face filled with surprise: "Are you two sure you don't know each other?"
"We don't know each other... He's quite an interesting person," Qi Yuan said.
He thought about the words 'death aura' that the other party had mentioned.
This indicated that the other party wasn't an individual but a group.
"Indeed interesting, as interesting as you are.
Could it be... the rumors are true?" Han Xianyun's thoughts trailed off as she muttered to herself.
"What rumors?" Qi Yuan asked curiously.
At the same time, he also used his phone to send the words 'Blood Compass', 'Blood Compass Island', 'death aura', and 'Mythical Dragon Martial Lord' to Robot Zero-One, asking it to help look up this information.
"Recently, a major event occurred in Wugu Kingdom. A military camp was completely obliterated.
I watched the video, and in the sky, a giant blood-red longsword appeared. Instantly... all the soldiers in the camp were dead.
There's a rumor that the Immortal Path has revived, and that person is a cultivator!"
Han Xianyun lowered her voice as she spoke, and by the time she finished, she was excited, but her eyes also carried a hint of disappointment.
"If the Immortal Path truly exists, then the Martial Path is completely useless."
She was indeed very disappointed.
If the Immortal Path were real, even breaking the Martial Arts Limit... would it still matter?
Could it wipe out a legion of three thousand soldiers?
Qi Yuan smiled, "After so many years of effort, can it even defeat a Gene Warrior?"
"..." Han Xianyun was momentarily speechless.
Indeed, without the Immortal Path, the Martial Path wasn't that significant either.
Even those who took high-grade gene drugs couldn't defeat the Martial Arts Limit.
"If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all!" Han Xianyun said, dissatisfied, but her mood had improved.
Below the stage, the warriors looked up at Nan Shi Zhang Yang with envy and awe in their eyes.
"Nan Shi Zhang Yang's strength has improved even more compared to last year!"
"It seems the champion of this Martial Arts Tournament is undoubtedly him!"
"But he... is too arrogant!"
The crowd murmured in agreement.
"Next up... Qi Yuan."
As the judge announced, Qi Yuan stepped forward.
Bei He Han Xianyun, who had passed the test, smiled and said, "Good luck, future champion. Don't fail the test now."
Yang Shan smiled and said, "You're underestimating Qi Yuan. His talent... is even higher than yours!"
"Higher than yours?" Han Xianyun was taken aback, "What kind of strength does he have?"
"You'll know when you see it." Yang Shan's smile widened.
Qi Yuan was just in his early twenties, seven or eight years younger than Han Xianyun.
The result was already at the Martial Arts Limit.
More importantly, Qi Yuan had been practicing martial arts for less than a year.
Perhaps he might truly break through the Martial Arts Limit like Luo Bufan.
After all, according to the records, Luo Bufan's martial talent was not as exceptional as Qi Yuan's.
At that moment, Qi Yuan stepped onto the platform with a calm expression.
His opponent was an extraordinarily burly man, his arms thicker than Qi Yuan's thighs.
Standing on the platform, he was like a solid wall.
"This kid's unlucky. He's up against Iron Armor Crazy Wind!"
"Iron Armor Crazy Wind cultivates the Iron Armor Technique, specializing in impenetrable defense. That young man has no chance of breaking through his defense!"
"How did he end up here?"
The warriors in the audience whispered among themselves, and Han Xianyun also showed concern.
"His luck is terrible. Even an ordinary Martial Arts Limit practitioner would have no chance against Iron Armor Crazy Wind."
After all... martial arts... can be cruel!
Martial arts are still weak, and physical size is also crucial.
That big guy looks like he weighs over 300 kilograms and stands at 2 meters tall. Even without martial arts training, it's normal for him to defeat warriors.
Not to mention he cultivates the Iron Armor Technique, a formidable skill.
However, at that moment, Qi Yuan stood on the platform, looking at the burly man with a regretful expression. "Your physique is perfect for refining. What a waste, I'm a good person."
As he spoke, Qi Yuan suddenly struck with incredible speed.
His velocity was astonishing to the warriors in the audience.
Iron Armor Crazy Wind didn't react at all.
A powerful strike landed on his chest.
"Ah!" Iron Armor Crazy Wind exclaimed.
But his body flew uncontrollably off the platform, landing with a loud crash.
The fight began and ended swiftly.
The crowd was stunned, their eyes wide with shock at the terrifying scene before them.
"This... is not an ordinary Martial Arts Limit!"
The audience realized the truth, and their gazes towards Qi Yuan changed.
"So young... and with such talent, even stronger than Bei He Nan Shi!"
The warriors on the platform were amazed.
Even some elderly warriors in the high seats stood up in excitement.
"Has another Luo Bufan appeared in this world?"
Everyone's gaze towards Qi Yuan shifted, filled with new respect.
After all, he had reached the Martial Arts Limit at such a young age.
This talent... was unprecedented, and perhaps no one in the future would surpass him.
Maybe... he could break through the Martial Arts Limit.
With this thought, the warriors in the audience became restless.
Their gazes towards Qi Yuan intensified.
At that moment, a warrior looked at Nan Shi Zhang Yang, his eyes filled with an inexplicable expression. "Zhang Yang, you have a rival this time. His strength... might even surpass yours."
Zhang Yang glanced at Qi Yuan, his gaze still arrogant. "I'm participating in this Martial Arts Tournament, and the championship is mine alone."
Hmph, his strength... if it were the past, I might have taken him seriously. But now... I'm not who I used to be."
If I don't win the championship, I won't leave satisfied. This Martial Arts Tournament... I don't even deign to participate."
The current him was not the same as before.
Dealing with some ordinary martial artists... was still a piece of cake for him? Facing Qi Yuan and other upstart warriors, he felt disdain in his heart.
...
In a narrow alley, Yu Xiu's face was contorted in pain, and dense red marks covered his entire face, making him look terrifying.
"Not good..."
Boom! Boom! A sound like beating drums echoed.
He collapsed to the ground, his vision blurry. Through the mist, he saw a towering beast with two horns approaching him, holding a blood-stained axe.
The scene was utterly horrifying.
Yu Xiu's face was filled with fear.
"How could it be a monster of this level... I'm done for, I'll die here..."
He felt wronged.
He was just an ordinary fortune teller, removing curses.
How did he end up with such bad luck?
(End of Chapter)
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