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Chapter 140 Infant Soul Dispersal
When it comes to this matter, Zhu Biao has nothing to hide.

“I recently started construction on the land where the foundation stone was laid, right? This morning, the construction workers suddenly brought him over and said there was a problem with my land.”

“That’s the land you calculated for me, how could there be a problem? It must be this person who has a problem.”

Cheng Mai's lips twitched; he was very grateful for the trust the man placed in their company.

Has anything strange happened at your construction site lately?

"Of course not," Zhu Biao said immediately, then added somewhat uneasily, "Mr. Cheng, was what that 'fairy' said just now true?"

"It shouldn't be. Mr. Zhu is destined to be rich." Pixiu, what an enviable destiny!

Zhu Biao exclaimed, not knowing why he felt he saw envy in Xiao Cheng's eyes. Xiao Cheng actually envied him?
Zhu Biao chuckled, somewhat bewildered.

Merchant Jian returned, having grasped the secret; the outcome was already clear.

Although Xuanji was unhappy, he had no intention of taking any further action.

"I didn't expect you to still be as insidious as ever after all these years." Xuanji sneered. "You two are still just as despicable."

Cheng Mai had no memory of it, but he could tell that their relationship with this mystery was not that good.

“Since neither of us wants to see the other, let’s make things clear today. If you continue to attack Xuanhe Technology, I guarantee you’ll see us every day. As for what form we’ll take, that’s hard to say.” Cheng Mai threatened slowly. “Xuanji Divine Lord is a deity, how could he do something that only a petty person would do?”

When Xuanji was asked this question, he seemed to want to refute it, but he also seemed unable to come up with a rebuttal.

"Can't I be happy? That piece of land is clearly problematic, and you expect me to point it out?" Xuanji retorted, sticking out his neck. "As for attacking your system, it's just to make you unhappy, so what?"

Zhu Biao was a little nervous. "W-what's the problem?" Xuanji turned to look at Shang Xingjian, a hint of provocation in his eyes. "Well, didn't you figure it out?"

Shang Xingjian twitched his fingertips slightly, as if his divine sense had already circled around that area and then withdrawn.

"A few bugs, when did they start making you so concerned?" The shopkeeper was tired and pulled out a stool to sit down. "Anyone can go and collect them, it's no problem."

"Are you sure?" Xuanji said smugly. "I did calculate that one of the green snakes carries a great merit. Xuanhe, guess what that merit you couldn't calculate is?"

Fate cannot be foreseen; even the most mysterious secrets cannot reveal one's destiny.

Besides, fate cannot be predicted, meaning that people with low cultivation levels cannot predict the fate of people with high cultivation levels.

This is especially true for immortals.

Xuanji was the master of divination, but he couldn't predict Xuanhe's fate. Xuanhe was born the latest, yet he was the head of the twelve gods, precisely because Xuanji couldn't predict his destiny.

But today, Xuanji has foreseen a clue.

Even the slightest bit of progress would be a tremendous breakthrough for Xuanji.

"Calculate my fate?" Shang Xingjian looked at Xuanji with a half-smile. "You've been asleep for a thousand years, and your brain hasn't fully recovered yet? When will you be able to calculate my fate?"

"Crossing the mountain range, the infant's soul dissipates."

Xuanji said something mysteriously, and not only Shang Xingjian, but even Cheng Mai looked at him suddenly.

She didn't know about the Crossing Water Mountains, but she could understand the infant spirits.