In the past few days, because Xi Rubao exposed the inaccuracies of the Fei Ji Tarot’s predictions in the live broadcast, it has sparked overwhelming ridicule.
Especially when compared to the god-like predictions of Zuzi, it makes his skills look particularly unrefined and poor.
The tidal wave of negative reviews online has had a significant impact on his business.
Even so of the wealthy old clients from before have abandoned him, searching everywhere for the contact details of that celestial little Ancestor, willing to pay a hefty sum just for a eting.
That damned Zuzi, it’s one thing to trample on his pride, but to cut off his financial resources?
Cutting off soone’s source of inco is like murdering their parents, it cannot be tolerated!
Fei Ji suddenly sat up from the bed, grabbing the glass bottle from the bedside table, which contained a shallow pool of blood at the bottom.
"I can’t wait any longer, I must show that dead girl sothing! Does she really think Tarot can only predict? Haha, my true skills haven’t even been half shown to you!"
The half-dead Fang Yui was driven out.
Gu Shiyin ca upon hearing the news: "Master Fei Ji, can I assist you?"
Her letter of apology was posted on the bulletin board, leaving her no face to continue as a ntor at the academy, so she decided to co to Fei Ji to learn how to use Tarot curses.
Once she learned it, she could perform it herself without seeking help.
Fei Ji didn’t guard against her, nodding: "You watch from the side, I’ll call you if needed."
He dipped his finger into the palace blood and wrote a few words on a piece of yellowed parchnt; Gu Shiyin, half guessing, half wondering, thought it should be "Zuzi."
Then he lit three incense sticks, summoning his dragon-shaped Tarot.
Unlike typical Tarot cards, the dragon-shaped Tarot was depicted as bloody and fierce, with colors fiercely dark and sinister, as if the Black Dragon on the card could co to life the next second and devour soone, leaving nothing behind.
Gu Shiyin’s heart pounded like a drum, and she barely managed to steady her mind to prevent herself from fleeing.
She knelt on the hotel floor, looking up at Fei Ji, who was sitting cross-legged on the big bed in the center, starting to cast spells.
"Blood sacrifice to the Black Dragon, obey my command; the curse begins, only ending with blood..."
Fei Ji chanted and sprinkled the collected palace blood of Fang Yui from the glass bottle onto the card surface.
A bizarre scene occurred.
The blood, drop by drop, seeped into the paper and vanished instantaneously!
As if the Black Dragon depicted on the card had drank it all in one gulp!
Gu Shiyin shivered involuntarily.
Although she possessed a whole set of sinister jade artifacts, at least they were antiques, and it was sowhat acceptable for antiques to beco animated.
But now, have the dragons depicted on the Tarot cards also co to life?
This Western Tarot Technique is indeed vast and profound!
She watched Fei Ji intently, not daring to ask questions casually, patiently enduring her fear, until Fei Ji finished the entire process, shuffling the cards several tis, and finally arranged a six-card formation, three upright and three reversed. Only after Fei Ji withdrew his hands did she cautiously ask: "Master, did the dragon-shaped Tarot hear the curse we desire?"
Fei Ji instructed her first: "Clean and put away the remaining cards, throw the blood bottle into the kitchen trash pile, and prepare a basin of clean water in front of the incense burner."
Gu Shiyin obediently complied.
Upon her return, Fei Ji finally answered her question: "The curse has been placed; at noon tomorrow, it will be her ti of great misfortune!"
Gu Shiyin’s heart tightened, feeling both excited and expectant: "Master, can I ask, what roughly is the curse you’ve cast?"
Fei Ji snorted coldly: "Curse her to have her reputation destroyed, to be separated from her body, and to die without a place to be buried!"
Gu Shiyin: "..."
Indeed, n and won’s thought processes are completely different.
Going straight for such stark ultimate moves, without any creativity at all.
If she were to curse, she’d definitely make Zuzi suffer more, perhaps like throwing her into a slum filled with shabby n who haven’t seen a woman in ten years, hehe...
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