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Chapter 414 Supreme Fate (Three-in-One)

The method of "observing one's destiny" is readily apparent.

The color, thickness, height, and shape of "fate" directly reflect its goodness or badness, strength or weakness, and status.

Therefore, cultivators directly use colors to distinguish different "fates".

Unlike the Seven Great Schools, there is no clear numerical standard for their levels.

Bian Lü, Bai Huahun's benefactor, is the Right Commander of the Demon-Slaying Army.

This wasn't a fixed position; it was more like a "job." Positions like Left Commander and Right Commander were only created when the Demon Extermination Army was deployed for battle.

Bian Lü's real official position was "General Wu Yao" of the Demon Extermination Army, ranking fourth in the army.

Bai Huahun once followed Bian Lü, traveling between the Northern and Southern Capitals, and witnessed the life cultivators supported by prominent families.

Nature knows all too well how rare gold is.

Life is precious for cultivators, but Bai Huahun's orange-level cultivation level is basically the limit for life cultivators.

Among the powerful families in both the Northern and Southern Capitals, some of the cultivators who had reached the fifth or fourth rank still showed a hint of envy when they saw Bai Huahun's orange-colored destiny.

In fact, many cultivators from the Seven Great Sects have a misunderstanding about destiny cultivators. They think that since they are destiny cultivators, they must be born with a noble destiny.

But in reality, only those who cultivate their destiny truly understand that the truly noble destiny—the Golden Destiny and the Purple Destiny—is one that is born with great wealth and honor.

It's not something that can be cultivated.

Those with the Purple Fate are considered to have a "Supreme Fate." They may not necessarily be emperors, but they are at least capable of ascending to the highest position in a particular field.

As for the "golden destiny"... for example, in the royal family, one must be at least a "noble concubine" or above to have a prince born with a "golden destiny".

Among princesses, only the "eldest princess" has a golden destiny.

If a princess were to have a "purple destiny," she would have to be someone like Princess Taiping of the Tang Dynasty.

Bai Huahun believed that his cultivation level suppressed Xu Yuan, and that he could easily overpower his opponent with the "Looking at Fate" technique.

But unexpectedly, I saw a golden destiny.

And this "golden fate" seems to have some hidden special characteristics.

Bai Huahun suffered a severe backlash.

However, he was actually quite excited about the opportunity.

A sixth-rate cultivator should only have four destiny paths, but Bai Huahun has five.

It wasn't that Xu Yuan was mistaken.

It was because Bai Huahun had "hunted" an eighth-rate cultivator five years ago.

They stole a part of the other party's destiny!
Most cultivators with a destiny are supported by powerful families, and killing a cultivator from a powerful family will bring endless trouble.

Therefore, it is extremely rare to encounter a "wild" destiny cultivator.

That eighth-rate individual happened to be a wild, untrained cultivator.

He rose to the eighth rank through his own efforts, but tragically encountered Bai Huahun.

I've always felt it was a real pity that I only got one of the two destiny paths for Bai Huahun.

Now we see Xu Yuan again, another wild cultivator of destiny!

Xu Yuan had previously reached a support agreement with the Fu and Song families, but neither side publicized it, and few people knew about it.

Moreover, even knowing that the two major branches of the Jiaozhi clan were not the main family of Zhengzhou, Bai Huahun would not be afraid.

Bai Huahun felt: How kind Heaven has been to me!
Even though Xu Yuan is Ma Tianshou's confidant, Bai Huahun will never let him go.

……

Xu Yuan was helped up to the third floor by Miao Yu, and he cried pitifully all the way.

After entering the private room on the third floor, things finally returned to normal.

However, both eyes were swollen and red, resembling rabbit eyes.

The group looked grave. Zhu Zhanmei frowned constantly as they walked, occasionally turning back to look at the second floor across the street, her eyes darting around.

After settling down in the private room, Xiang Qinghuai said, "It's Bai Huahun! He's probably got his eye on you. I must inform the old master about this!"

Zhu Zhanmei, worried that Xu Yuan was unaware of the danger, said in a deep voice, "Bai Huahun once hunted down a Destiny Cultivator! Afterwards, Bai Huahun used that Destiny Cultivator's Destiny Ability!"

Xu Yuan's heart stirred upon hearing this; no wonder I saw five destinies.

So, does that mean a cultivator can devour another's destiny?

Xu Yuan's biggest disadvantage in cultivating life force is that he doesn't know much about this field.

My father only gave a general explanation back then, because he didn't really understand destiny cultivation.

Of the seven major gates in Hegong Lane, the other six have extremely profound foundations, but none of them have ever produced a cultivator with a destiny.

Bai Huahun wants to hunt me down?
Brilliant! I had the same thought!
After saying those words to Xiang Qinghuai, he secretly observed the expressions of the young lady and the others.

But the young lady sat there without saying anything.

Geng Qi and the others remained calm, as if it were none of their business.

Xiang Qinghuai sighed inwardly, realizing that Xu Yuan's relationship with them wasn't very close.

The young lady showed no intention of offering assistance.

Ma Tianshou was Xu Yuan's biggest "backer," but Ma Tianshou couldn't control Bian Lü.

The old man alone cannot stop Bai Huahun's ambition!
The meal went rather uneventfully afterward. Xu Yuan and the others all seemed somewhat distracted.

After a quick end to the event, everyone returned to the inn together.

When Xu Yuan was at the entrance of the restaurant, he looked up at the second floor across the street again.

Xu Yuan was certain that there was no one left in that room.

"How will Bai Huahun deal with me?" Xu Yuan wondered, but had no clue.

The young lady entered the room, and Geng Qi and Wei Shi followed her in.

The young lady turned to look at the two of them, her expression questioning.

Geng Qi then said in a deep voice, "Miss, please don't interfere in Bai Huahun's matter."

The young lady nodded: "I understand what Xiang Qinghuai means, but although I admire Xu Yuan's abilities and feel indebted to him, it's not to the point that I should offend Bian Lü for him."

Geng Qi and Wei Shi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that Miss knows what's going on."

……

From Xu Yuan's room window, one can see that in the courtyard, Bai Huahun is sitting inside playing the zither.

The guqin has a deep, resonant, and powerful tone.

This zither is very famous in the history of Jiaozhi. It was made by a master of the zither in Zhengzhou hundreds of years ago. It ended up in Jiaozhi and has been collected by the royal family of Jiaozhi ever since.

After the demon-slaying army entered Jiaozhi, they seized the zither, which eventually fell into the hands of Bai Huahun after several changes of ownership.

It is said that when they took this zither, they killed a princess of Cochinchina.

The princess collapsed onto the zither, her blood staining the instrument and strings crimson.

After that, the zither became a "treasure".

But some people think that it has transformed into an evil spirit.

Those who are not skilled enough will not only be unable to control the instrument, but will also be captivated by its music, their flesh and soul becoming part of the instrument!

If Bai Huahun were to turn the zither over at this moment, he would see a picture on the back of the zither that resembles the technique of maki-e painting.

Six people sat around a garden, listening intently to a princess playing the zither.

Meanwhile, in Bai Huahun's room, a friend was comfortably reclining to one side, playing with an exquisite teacup in his hand, his eyes slightly closed, appreciating the music.

As the song ended, his friend suddenly opened his eyes and exclaimed, "I've got it!"

Bai Huahun looked at him.

His friend said, "We can't directly attack Xu Yuan, after all, we are all from the Ming Dynasty. Moreover, Elder Lin has made it clear that we must not fight amongst ourselves this time, but unite against a common enemy."

The other three fifth-rate officials were also unwilling to become enemies with the Bureau of Purification and the Bureau of Mountains and Rivers.

Then let's find a way to get the blue-eyed barbarians to do it.

Mr. Lin was the only fourth-rate person in the group.

Regardless of Right Marshal Bian Lü's attitude, the elderly Mr. Lin was getting on in years and did not want to do anything that would "tarnish his reputation in his later years."

He made it clear on the way that he would only deal with the Blue-Eyed Barbarians.

Don't bother him with other "messy" things, and it's best not to let him see them either.

The other three fifth-rate individuals were also unwilling to turn their blades against the Ming Dynasty's own people when a formidable enemy was at hand.

In fact, Bai Huahun's decision to lead the team to Luocheng was quite controversial within the Demon Extermination Army.

It's already quite unkind of us to stand idly by, but Bai Huahun still wants to pluck the peaches... In the end, he's just too proud to admit it.

Bai Huahun shook his head and said, "Don't treat those blue-eyed barbarians like fools."

They are very cautious.

Even though they had won several matches in a row, after arriving in Luo City, they remained secluded and dared not flaunt their power within the city.

The Ming Dynasty army was renowned far and wide.

The Western Barbarians suffered losses in several major battles.

The Western barbarians of this era would never dare to act recklessly on the land of the Ming Dynasty, even though their purpose in coming here was to show off their military might.

My friend chuckled and said, "They don't cause trouble, but trouble can cause them trouble."

Bai Huahun looked at him with a puzzled expression, but his friend laughed and waved goodbye, saying, "Just wait for the good news."

Bai Huahun pressed the strings of the zither.

He thought of Xu Yuan again and felt a strong sense of hunger.

One of his destiny traits is called:

Heaven is kind to us.

Heaven has been kind to us; if the enemy has it, we will have it.

He used this very destiny to devour the destiny of that wild cultivator.

However, this "heaven-sent" destiny is not as dignified and upright as its name suggests.

In fact, this destiny has a strong predatory nature.

Bai Huahun drooled with envy whenever he saw a cultivator.

He had seen the same thing with those powerful families in the Northern and Southern Capitals before—he had a hard time enduring it!
Now we've finally found another cultivator whose life path we can take a bite out of.

Peeling away one's destiny is extremely painful for those who cultivate their destiny.

Bai Huahun still vividly remembers the twisted face of that wild cultivator when he skinned and devoured it.

This pain, however, gave Bai Huahun a pleasure that came from the depths of his soul!

Bai Huahun turned the guqin over.

Looking at the image on the back of the zither—this zither is a treasure of divine cultivation.

Bai Huahun can use the guqin to unleash the power of every individual and ability he has merged with.

One of the people in the picture is that wild life cultivator.

Everyone thought that he had only devoured one of the life essences of a wild life cultivator.

But in fact, he can also use the abilities of another destiny through the guqin.

But he has always kept this trump card hidden!
His friend offered him advice, and Bai Huahun accepted it without hesitation.

His so-called "friends" were nothing more than one of the many cultivators around him who deliberately tried to befriend him.

He befriended these people with ulterior motives, and he used them without any burden.

……

When his friend arrived in the courtyard, he went to the west wing.

That squad of "headhunters" lives here.

"Lord Fan." The soldiers bowed respectfully.

My friend's name is Fan Jie.

Fan Jie picked a few people: "Come with me to take care of something."

Fan Jie knew one characteristic of the Blue-eyed Barbarians: these guys were extremely greedy.

The seven major sect cultivators of the Ming Dynasty, apart from those who cultivated "business law," did not actually have a particularly strong desire for money.

Most cultivators believe that as long as their skill level improves, money will naturally follow.

However, the professionals in the Western Regions are different.

They are even more greedy than ordinary people.

Their concept of "wealth" includes not only gold and silver, but also various "alienated substances" and the various ingredients for making secret medicines.

……

Boris is a fourth-order "thief".

Their strength was below average within the entire delegation.

But his professional skills are very useful.

Some things that couldn't be made public were left to Boris. And among the thieves, greed is almost the strongest.

I get itchy hands when I see something nice.

In fact, everyone in the delegation has been eager to make a move these past few days.

Luocheng was the largest city in southern Jiaozhi.

After the Ming Dynasty conquered Jiaozhi, the Grand Canal was opened, leading to a great economic boom.

Even the local inhabitants who hated the Ming Dynasty the most had to admit that Jiaozhi had become several times more prosperous after the Ming Dynasty came to power.

Boris was already overwhelmed by the sights when he entered the city.

Roma was far more prosperous than the capital of Anelia.

This was only Jiaozhi. Everyone in the delegation couldn't help but revel in how wealthy the legendary northern capital of the Ming Dynasty must be.
Boris even had the delusion that he could steal half of Rothschild City if it weren't for Lord Richard's suppression!
That day, Boris was drinking in his room.

They didn't have much rum left.

Boris had only half a bottle left.

He couldn't help but imagine how wonderful the wines of the Imperial Dynasty must taste.

It's a pity I can't go out and steal a few bottles.

Suddenly, Boris's ears twitched.

I heard a chaotic murmur coming from next door.

Thieves have extremely sensitive hearing.

Boris immediately knew that something "mysterious" had occurred.

His room was right next to the wall of the post station.

Boris came out and stood by the wall to listen.

The more I listened, the itchier my ears became.

This was a sign of “degradation,” but Boris was not afraid; instead, he became excited.

The mere whispers she uttered were enough to make her feel lost, which shows how powerful the mystery outside was.

A powerful mystery implies a high-value "alienation".

Boris was itching to act; he was already half-drunk and his greed was irrepressible.

After struggling internally for a moment, she finally nimbly climbed out of the yard like a raccoon.

As soon as he landed, Boris saw a shadow huddled against the wall, fleeing quickly into the distance.

"You can't escape!" Boris thought to himself, and immediately transformed into a shadow as he gave chase.

The shadow fled all the way to the vicinity of an inn, where it was finally caught by Boris.

This is a low-level evil spirit.

Boris killed him without much effort.

I obtained a Tier 3 alien artifact.

Boris estimated that in Anelia, this mutated object could fetch five thousand silver coins!

In the shadows, Boris's mouth was practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

Your Excellency Richard is being too cautious.

The Ming army is very strong, but we have already tested them and found that their so-called "cultivators" are no match for us at all.

Boris was about to go back when he couldn't help but glance back at the inn.

I had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

So he touched his eyes—

A professional thief has a skill that is specifically used to search for valuable targets.

It is said that in the Middle Ages, the old thieves from the West could tell at a glance who had a wallet worth stealing just by looking at them on the street.

And then there are those who, though dressed smartly, are actually penniless.

Upon seeing this, Boris was no longer calm.

He almost lost his hiding place in the shadows and fell out.

"So many alien substances..."

But Boris quickly calmed down.

Those who possess these mutated items are clearly "cultivators".

Boris Johnson is outnumbered and outmatched; it would be too risky to act now.

"I need a gang!"

Boris returned the way he came, but the seed of greed had already been planted in his heart and was growing wildly.

Fan Jie had been secretly watching Boris.

He was a fifth-rate practitioner, practicing "agricultural methods".

That seed of greed was planted in Boris's heart by him.

If they were of equal skill, Fan Jie's methods would be immediately detected by the other party.

However, when dealing with those of lower skill levels, this method is like a gentle spring breeze and rain, going with the flow and remaining silent and invisible.

……

Boris returned to the inn and immediately summoned his two good friends.

Boris tried to persuade them, as the two friends would not have dared to disobey Lord Richard's order.

But when Boris took out that alien object...

The two men couldn't resist the temptation, and Boris wasn't completely blinded by greed. He promised them, "We'll stand guard outside the inn. When those cultivators come out, we'll follow them and make our move from the outside."

The two agreed.

The three of them quietly slipped out of the inn.

One of them is a fourth-tier doctor, and the other is a fourth-tier knight.

The doctor prescribed two doses of transformation medicine. The two of them rubbed the medicine on their faces, pinched them a few times, and they transformed into the appearance of Huangming people.

They quickly ambushed outside the inn.

Fan Jie just dropped a grass seed into a crack in the bricks next to the inn.

No one noticed a weed slowly growing in the corner.

Then a small yellow wildflower bloomed.

Hidden in the heart of a wildflower is a tiny eye.

When Boris and his two companions arrived, they were spotted by the wildflowers.

All three of them were fourth-order, and they hadn't noticed at all that they were being monitored the whole time.

Fan Jie needs to ensure that Boris's operation this time will result in deaths.

Both the mission and the Exorcism Bureau will suffer casualties!

This is how conflict between the two sides is triggered; when someone dies, neither side can tolerate it.

Boris and his two companions waited outside the inn for half an hour before finally seeing several members of the Exorcism Bureau come out.

They immediately followed.

Boris Johnson becomes the shadow.

As I followed the shadows along the street, I suddenly felt myself being stepped on by a flat, large foot.

When a thief transforms into a shadow, he truly becomes a shadow.

It should not be hindered by anything real.

But Boris was unfortunately stepped on.

And so the shadow began to writhe.

Dafu lowered his head, his blank goose eyes staring at the shadow under his webbed palm: What strange thing is that?

To be honest, Daifu noticed this thing as soon as it slipped over.

But before Dafu could even put his foot down, the guy ran away.

This time, we must catch it.

This strange thing puts on a pretty strong resistance.

Dafu suddenly pecked at the ground.

Snapped!
A small pit was chiseled out of the wall and floor tiles!
And the shadows were also chiseled through!

Boris let out a scream from the shadows, but his scream was confined to the shadows.

To his two companions, the scream was just a chaotic whisper coming from the shadows.

The two immediately turned around and saw a large white goose, grabbing their companion.

Where did this goose come from on the street?

If it existed, we would have noticed it long ago.

Moreover, how could a fourth-tier "thief" who has activated the Shadow Stealth skill be caught by a goose!

When the two looked over, a hole had been punched through the shadow that Boris had transformed into.

From the perspective of the two people, this so-called "hole" is a flat, elongated, bright part shaped like a goose's beak in the dark shadow of the main film!
There's an indescribable strangeness to it visually.

The two of them instinctively felt it was impossible.

Then, from the shadows, came a burst of angry whispers.

The two knew that Boris was calling for help.

"save him!"

The two rushed toward Dafu without hesitation.

Once the knight begins his charge, he charges forward relentlessly, his speed increasing rapidly.

This may be the first time in the entire history of the Western Regions that a knight has charged at a goose.

After all, it is a record.

The knight's right hand was stretched straight forward, and a bright yellow light spiraled around his arm, which then became his lance.

As the charge began, the knight was surrounded by a sharp wind.

The thunderous roar of galloping warhorses could be faintly heard.

The distance of several dozen feet was covered in the blink of an eye.

The arm, holding a lance, points diagonally downwards towards Dafu.

Dafu was startled and flapped its wings wildly, flying more than ten feet into the air. The knight's heavy charge passed right under Dafu's feet.

Dafu was a man who refused to suffer a loss, and seizing the opportunity, he struck the knight on the forehead.

The knight was taken aback.

As the charge begins, the sharp wind surrounding the body possesses a severing effect similar to that of a blade.

This can be understood as hundreds or thousands of wind blades surrounding the knight.

The profession of "knight" is a powerful weapon in battles between two armies.

Once charging, the knight's lance can not only pierce through the thickest and most solid shield wall, but everything within three meters of the knight will be shredded into pieces by the "wind blades".

One person can open a gap at least three meters wide in a heavily fortified line of defense.

Daifuku is undoubtedly within this range.

But not a single feather was cut off from that big white goose.

As Dafu pecked down, the knight instinctively thought of the "thief" lurking in the shadows, as if a loophole had been created.

Despite possessing a "marble-like body," the knight still used a tool.

A knight's helmet appeared and covered his head.

Boom!
Dafu's flat mouth slammed heavily into the helmet.

The shock made the knight's head buzz and his vision blur, causing him to lose his sense of direction for a moment.

The surface of the knight's helmet was deeply dented.

Dafu cackled a few times, and the shock made his eyes even more unfocused.

Dafu flapped its wings and landed about ten feet away. Before it could even stand up, it saw the doctor holding a strange-looking cylinder and rushing towards it.

Daifuku was so frightened that all the feathers on its body stood on end.

It let out a strange "ga ga ga" sound, then flung its two big feet away and fled in panic, plunging into the inn and never daring to come out again.

The doctor was holding a syringe the size of an arm!

The doctor had seen Dafu defeat the thief and the knight, and thought that if he rushed in, there would be a tough battle. But he didn't expect that the beast would just run away!

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, but dared not cause any more trouble. He helped the knight up and glanced at the shadows beside him—the thief was struggling to crawl out of the shadows.

The three of them helped each other up and fled in a disheveled state.

(End of this chapter)