20demayo Chapter 69 Are you really human?
Chapter 69 Are you really human?
"Royal fortune?"
Shen Lang was taken aback, his brows furrowing. He had never heard of such a mysterious thing as luck being able to materialize!
However, that's not the point. What Shen Lang is more concerned about now is how she knows he's looking for clues in this area.
Shen Lang's gaze turned cold, and he slowly said, "You seem to know quite a lot."
The fortune teller stood still in mid-air, his illusory form swaying slightly.
The next moment, voices devoid of any emotion rang out from all directions.
"My illusory body is formless and shapeless, yet it knows everything and is omnipresent."
"I am aware of your request, and to show my sincerity, I am willing to lend you a hand."
"If you hand this jade bead representing the nation's destiny over to the Imperial Observatory, they will understand everything."
"At that time, your worries will disappear."
Shen Lang did not respond, but narrowed his eyes, a murderous intent slowly rising in his heart.
This woman's identity is becoming increasingly mysterious, seemingly far more complex than just a fortune teller.
He has never liked dealing with people whose backgrounds he doesn't know, especially when they have ulterior motives towards him.
The fortune teller looked up at him, and the clear spring in his eyes suddenly rippled.
The next moment, a neutral voice, neither male nor female, echoed from the distant mountains, eerily reaching the courtyard.
"Don't waste your energy, you can't kill me."
"Yeah?"
"Then I'm even more determined to give it a try!"
The moment the last syllable fell, the crimson flames surrounding Shen Lang suddenly surged!
The air was distorted by the scorching heat, and in the pitch-black night sky, it seemed as if a blood-red sun was rising!
He pushed his Demon Eyes of Deception to their limit, attempting to deduce the Fate Master's flaws.
However, to his surprise, both the Fate Master and her projection in the crimson world stood quietly in place, without making any move.
"Are you going to surrender?"
"Come on, let me see what you're capable of!"
Shen Lang roared, and a dazzling blade of light ripped through the sky, carrying an invincible momentum, cleaving the illusory image of the Fate Master in two!
This time, the illusion did not reassemble; it dissipated slowly like a wisp of smoke.
Shen Lang pointed his long sword diagonally, his expression still solemn, gazing at the pitch-black night sky ahead.
Sure enough, a few breaths later, a familiar, illusory figure floated lightly into the courtyard.
"This is definitely not the method of a human warrior."
"What kind of monster are you?"
It was the same fortune teller, but this time, her illusory form was even dimmer.
If it weren't for the blazing flames surrounding Shen Lang illuminating the night sky, he would have been almost invisible.
After several attempts, Shen Lang has become increasingly adept at controlling the Void Realm and the Demon Eye, and the power of each strike has greatly increased.
And this kind of thing happens to be something that can restrain fortune tellers.
Shen Lang did not answer. With a cold face, he dragged his knife and slowly stepped forward.
The fortune teller's illusory appearance swayed irregularly, like a reflection on water being blown by the wind.
Her speech quickened as she said, "I may not be able to do anything to you, but you can't kill me either."
"How about we call it quits?"
"You've already accepted the items, let's talk."
"What is it?"
"The Jade Bead of National Fortune".
"That was originally mine, why would I need you to give it to me?"
The fortune teller remained silent for a few moments, then took a step into the air and stood facing Shen Lang.
The illusion swayed slightly, and a barely perceptible ripple appeared deep within her eyes.
"I have countless illusory bodies; you can't kill them all."
"Although I don't know how you used those strange methods, I can tell that you are not as relaxed as you appear."
"I mean you no harm, and besides, I can't hurt you, so you don't need to be so wary."
"Can't hurt me?" Shen Lang's eyes flickered slightly. "You, a dignified sixth-rank Fate Master, don't you have any other tricks besides pretending to be a deity?"
"A sixth-rank fate master?"
The fortune teller paused for a moment, not dwelling on the matter further, and then spoke calmly:
"I have never seen a freak like you, without cause and effect, without past, without future, yet possessing such immense fortune."
"Unless you can reach the realm of the Fate Master, who holds the mandate of heaven and acts on behalf of heaven, all the methods of the Fate Master will be ineffective against you."
As she spoke, a thin layer of mist rose above her illusory form, making her appear even more ethereal and otherworldly.
Unbound by cause and effect, without past, without future?
Upon hearing this, Shen Lang's expression remained unchanged, but his heart was in turmoil!
"I don't understand what you're saying."
The fortune teller paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you truly human?"
Shen Lang said, "It's the real deal."
The fortune teller then asked, "Where do you come from, and where are you going?"
Shen Lang's gaze darkened: "You have too many questions."
The mysterious woman in front of him seemed to know him very well, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
Once this matter is settled, he must find out more about the way of the fortune teller.
A myriad of illusory forms, immortal and indestructible?
Such a illogical thing wouldn't happen in this world; as long as there is a living being, there is a way to kill it.
This person was able to see his greatest secret; he must not be allowed to live!
The fortune teller didn't notice the change in Shen Lang's expression; he was still pondering what Shen Lang had just said.
She lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, then nodded gently: "You're right, I talked too much."
"Since that's the case, it's your turn to ask. What do you say?"
Shen Lang's eyes flickered slightly as he carefully asked, "You just said that I am different from ordinary people. Are all fortune tellers able to perceive this?"
Without hesitation, the fortune teller replied with four words: "That's not the case."
Shen Lang frowned slightly but did not ask any further questions.
There's no need to dwell on this matter too much. Whether it's true or not, only after he personally confirms it can we be completely at ease.
"What is your relationship with that womanizer, and why are you helping him?"
"And who is this person?"
The fortune teller remained silent for a few moments before saying, "I do not know the person you are talking about."
"It seems you're not very sincere." A cold glint flashed in Shen Lang's eyes.
The fortune teller said without batting an eye, "Anyone who has a request and is willing to pay a sufficient price may borrow my divine power."
"The person you speak of is worshipping my illusory form."
"But if you want him, I can help you find him."
"No need," Shen Lang immediately refused.
He didn't want to get too entangled with the fortune teller before he figured out his background.
Now that things have progressed to this point, it's impossible to hide the killer's identity any longer.
With the Northern Garrison Command fully mobilized, he would be caught within three days; there was no escaping it.
This matter is no longer under his jurisdiction, and he has no need to interfere, thus creating a karmic connection with the fortune teller.
Shen Lang looked at her and slowly said, "Now you can tell me what you want to talk to me about."
Upon hearing this, the fortune teller slightly raised his right hand and tapped it lightly with his fingertips.
In the blood-red world in Shen Lang's eyes, a ripple emitting a faint light emanated from her center, spreading outwards and enveloping the entire courtyard.