Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 137 008. Gu Longtang Ming
Under the dim light, a square sandalwood table sits in the main hall.

This building in the 16th district has a strong retro feel. Eight carved pillars support half of the restaurant, and the rice paper paintings of flowers, birds, fish and insects on both sides add a touch of ancient ink painting style.

In the main hall, a large, gilded plaque hangs prominently—Gu Long Tang.

There were red-lacquered low benches on all four sides, where many people sat together, discussing the day's events.

"What's wrong with you? So arrogant on the first day! Are you in such a hurry to be deported?"

The man who spoke had a white beard and ruddy cheeks, and even in his seventies, he couldn't shake his fiery temper.

"Lord Wen, please don't be angry. The Cloud-Turning Hand and Thirteen Orphans were also used to eliminate obstacles in the area."

The old man on the other side was thin and bony, wearing an old-fashioned felt hat with a jade-inlaid braid hanging down from the end of the hat, and his two mustaches moved as he spoke.

This old man is called Xi Po. In her youth, she was a skilled woman in the southeast, but as she aged, she became increasingly cunning.

"Where's the Cloud-Turning Hand technique?"

Duke Wen was still furious, but then he discovered that the culprit was nowhere to be found.

"He went out on business," Thirteen Orphans answered truthfully, forming a human wall.

The woman in the cheongsam standing to the side spat out disdainfully, "Pervert."

"Since you're new here, it's best to be cautious," the matchmaker said.

These individuals were among the first batch of riders to arrive at Gulong Hall, belonging to the Southeast Branch. It wasn't a lack of numbers, but rather a need for those with experience traveling, preferably fluent in Japanese, to first establish a foothold.

The traitor will be brought to justice in as little as a week or as long as several months.

Gu Long Restaurant is a long-established business. When he traveled around, he spent some money here and left behind a small piece of his business, which benefited many Fate Chasers who went out to train.

Even during this crackdown, with the old man's consent, the Gulong Restaurant was used as a stronghold for the Masters of Fate.

Subsequently, more and more combatants will arrive from District 9 until everything settles down.

The butler was an ordinary person, but he was also a knowledgeable and experienced man. He had already prepared wine and dishes and was waiting for them to take their seats.

"How long until Cheng Lin brings the next group of people?"

Seeing that there weren't enough people, Duke Wen asked.

"It's on its way," Qing Yise said. "It should arrive within three days."

Among this group, the most senior was Wen Gong, who had no children and was still active on the front line of slaying White Walkers even in his seventies. He held a great deal of influence in the Southeast Division.

Cheng Lin was another companion. His specialization was the "Unlimited Power" incantation, which allowed for ultra-long-distance teleportation within a certain range and number of people.

Therefore, they don't need to go through customs or security checks at all; otherwise, the weapons they carry with them would probably be hard to fool.

"Alright, tell me what you've gained today," Duke Wen said.

Qing Yise said, "This area looks a bit unsettling. There's a lot of people moving around. And deaths are happening frequently."

"There's no news from [Hundred Rivers Converging into the Sea]." Granny Xi squatted down, teasing her pet cat.

Several adult cats, mostly domestic shorthair cats, lay sprawled on their backs at their feet, their bellies turned up in all sorts of haphazard ways.

"We received news recently that someone discovered the aura of [Hundred Rivers Converging into the Sea] in Zuojingdu. Now that we've confirmed the traitor is in Zuojingdu, the next step is to send more people to find that scoundrel and reclaim [Hundred Rivers Converging into the Sea]."

Duke Wen's beard and beard were all white.

"I don't quite understand. Is the 'Hundred Rivers Converging into the Sea' really that magical? How can collecting all the century-old prophecies grant the desired answer? In some ways, isn't it the same as the 'Heartbreak and Auspiciousness' of Thirteen Orphans? Aren't they all prophetic and divination prophecies?"

Qing Yise is not very old among the adult generation, only in her early twenties, and has not been exposed to the legends and stories of the older generation.

"Hmph." Duke Wen snorted coldly, his two white beards fluttering. "That's our clan's treasure, used to predict world catastrophes and avert disasters for all of humanity. Do you think [Heart-Shattering Ruyi] can do that? Without this inscription, how can we fight against the unknown catastrophe?"

"Are the White Walkers going to make a comeback?"

"What do you mean by a comeback? They've always been here," Wen Gong said. "Don't think that just because District 9 is used to peace and tranquility, they don't know what's going on in the outside world. That's because we've wiped out the remaining White Walkers in District 9. Depending on the different regional customs of each district, the White Walker population is quite deeply entrenched, and in some districts, real power is completely in the hands of the White Walkers."

"The reason why the country was divided into districts and a Prosperity Sphere was because of the global war instigated by the White Walkers."

"The reason we were able to win back then was because of the 'Hundred Rivers Converging into the Sea' passed down from our ancestors. Now, it's being used by some brat for some ridiculous divination. What a waste! You should know that activating 'Hundred Rivers Converging into the Sea' once is enough to consume hundreds of century-old destiny words. If there are no destiny words to replenish before the next catastrophe, then the future of mankind will be bleak."

Duke Wen said with deep concern.

In reality, the younger generation did not witness that global catastrophe, nor do they have that sense of the era of war and chaos. As a race of destiny controllers, they believe more in the power brought by the destiny incantation, secondly in the cutting-edge technology that young people have adopted earlier than the older generation, and lastly in the so-called ancestral precepts and moral principles.

“If you really encounter the traitor Jin, don’t be reckless. Come back and report first, and then let the elders decide,” Wen Gong said. “The little brat killed so many people and stole the ultimate destiny right under the Grand Elder’s nose. He may very well have a trace of heavenly secrets on him.”

"Oh? As soon as I came in, I heard Grandpa praising our 'number one of the new generation' again." A man strode in, wearing a white-collar suit with his black jacket draped over his shoulders, and a patterned tie fluttering in front of him with each step.

At first glance, he appears to be a well-mannered white-collar worker.

"Chu Binlin?" Qing Yise frowned. If the unrestrained Fanyunshou still had a bit of a grandmaster's demeanor, then Chu Binlin was a true hypocrite. He had been harassing her relentlessly during their recent mission.

At the same time, he is also the guy who is "unrivaled among his peers" in the new generation. Although he has not admitted it, I think there is an element of manipulation in this slogan.

He must have considerable strength to dare to call himself that; his talent for controlling fate is so high that even his clansmen can hardly match it.

"It's Binzi!" The matchmaker greeted him with a smile.

Chu Binlin greeted the elders one by one before smiling and saying, "Sorry I'm late with work."

He settled in District 16 a long time ago and has his own company there, so when he learned that everyone had arrived, he did not meet up with them immediately and is now arriving late.

Duke Wen looked displeased: "Where were you earlier?"

Chu Binlin adjusted his glasses, the frames reflecting a dim light: "Grandpa, is there any need for this accusation? Your nephew has brought you a message as an apology."

Everyone looked at him.

"The surname Jin is indeed in District 16. He has been stirring up quite a few things recently. It seems that he is collecting destinies that are over a hundred years old."

He waved the folder in his hand, which contained photos and information about recent events that the media had overlooked. Although the men in the photos were wearing masks, the cameras were positioned very close together, showing them fighting or lying in ambush, and their actions were clearly visible on camera.

"These are the evidence of his activities recently."

"Catching him is simple. Just figure out what he wants to capture, and preemptively cast the bait. The fish will naturally take the bait."

(End of this chapter)