Liao Rushen’s eyes beca deep, and he sighed, "That day, after I defeated the Hell God Monarch and returned to Heavenly chanism Mountain, I found out that my master had defied the Heavenly Will to perform a divination for you after eting my foster father.
My master, that old undead, although he toyed with all my life, was also fooled by the thieving heavens all his life. This is the destiny of us fortune-telling magicians; under Heavenly Destiny, who dares to speak against the heavens?
I sched against him all his life; from the mont I calculated his death, I thought I had won. Later, I beca the strategist for the Supre Alliance, serving them, and secretly established Hawk Castle, gradually gaining so fa in Yuan Country as people called the Great Master, praising for my unfailing strategy and insight like a god.
Since then, I once believed I was the most powerful Divine Calculator of the Tianji Sect. My master was a worthless man, and I calculated his death; he didn’t deserve the title of Tianji Twenty-Five."
His words paused, and Liao Rushen shook his head and sighed, "Fa! Fa! Fa!
After all these years, I still couldn’t escape a na!
What always haunted was thinking I was the most outstanding Divine Calculator in the Tianji Sect, yet I couldn’t beco Tianji Twenty-Six, unable to inherit the legacy of the Tianji Sect.
I once thought it was because this old man, Tianji Twenty-Five, had no vision, but when I knew he was still alive, I realized I had already lost.
I thought I had sched against him, but in reality, he had out-sched my sches.
All these years, I’m afraid I’ve always been under the gaze of this old man seeing through everything. I thought I was the number one Divine Calculator in Yuan Country, but indeed, I’m nothing more than a fart! A fart!"
In the end, Liao Rushen burst into a tragic laugh.
Jiang Dali had been silently soaking in the hot spring, listening to Liao Rushen’s sowhat rambling confession without impatience.
Because this confession truly ca from Liao Rushen’s innermost heart.
From these words, it wasn’t hard to see how great the blow and pain Liao Rushen had suffered was.
Once thinking he outsmarted his master, Tianji Twenty-Five, with his arithtic skills, that youthful arrogance.
Only to find out in the end, all these years of recklessness had long been within Tianji Twenty-Five’s calculations, never truly winning, what qualifications did he have to inherit the na of Tianji Twenty-Six?
Nothing is more painful to a person than being utterly defeated in the field they are most proud of at their most triumphant mont.
"Foster father, this child has lost composure."
Liao Rushen took a deep breath, cald himself, and continued, "I have already conceded, but I will not be discouraged by this.
However, my master’s final act of defying the heavens completely took by surprise.
Even if my master couldn’t find a suitable successor for his legacy, he wouldn’t go to such lengths to the extent of being Body and Soul Destroyed. That’s not like his character; perhaps it’s just another of his deceptive tactics."
"Oh?"
Jiang Dali, surprised, lifted his massive arms from the hot spring water and placed them on the edge, pondering, "Are you saying your master faked his death again?
But he is indeed Body and Soul Destroyed, I have checked his corpse, dead beyond dead, impossible to co back to life."
Liao Rushen squinted and nodded, "Indeed, I have also re-exhud that old bastard’s corpse and checked. He is truly dead."
Jiang Dali’s forehead veins bulged, fighting the urge to slap this naturally stubborn bullhead to death, continued to listen to Liao Rushen.
Thinking in his heart, fortunately, he wouldn’t die in this world, otherwise, before dying, he would have to kill this rebellious son to accompany him in death to prevent him from performing such a treacherous act of exhumation.
The possibility is high, given his powerful physique; his body after death would be top-tier Corpse Refining Material for sects like Xiangxi Corpse Chasing Sect or Yanzhou Chen Family.
Liao Rushen inexplicably felt a chill on his back, glanced at Jiang Dali’s muscular back, and continued, "My point is, my master’s purpose this ti may not be to fake death and be reborn, but sothing else. Knowing his end was near, he placed himself in a deathly situation to find new life.
For a magician like my master, there’s never an elent of gambling in the calculations, only certainty and uncertainty. Once the calculation begins, it signifies certainty.
My master must have calculated or foreseen sothing, willing to risk Body and Soul Destroyed to perform the Heavenly Calculation, because there’s a great chance to obtain the result he desires, which is the most impossible completion in the Heavenly Calculation, yet once completed, brings great fortune — the Man can overco Heaven calculation!"
"Man can overco Heaven calculation?"
Liao Rushen affird, "Indeed, which is why, foster father, this child believes what is impossible for others, you must be able to achieve, no other force would dare offend both the World Association and Shaolin simultaneously except Black Wind Village!"
After saying this, certain thoughts in Liao Rushen’s mind completely crumbled; in Black Wind Village’s secret lingo, that would be "The set piece is secure"!
All along, he was only driven by circumstances and benefits, hence willingly submitted and humbled himself to be Jiang Dali’s godson, regardless of others’ ridicule and disdain.
But ever since knowing Tianji Twenty-Five opened the "Man can overco Heaven calculation" for Jiang Dali, he cast aside all submission and humility, truly and earnestly acknowledging Jiang Dali as his foster father, no longer feeling any humiliation or resentnt, his greatest curiosity now being to uncover the outco of Tianji Twenty-Five’s calculation.
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