148: Chapter 148: Master, Is There Still Hope for ?
148: Chapter 148: Master, Is There Still Hope for ?
Gu Zhiqi’s ssage was sent out, but the client on the other side didn’t reply imdiately.
After two minutes, there was still no reply.
Just as he was about to close the private ssage window, the client suddenly responded.
[Y: Hello, Master]
[Zhezhi: What’s the matter?]
[Y: Everyone says I’m going to die, but I think I can still be saved]
[Y: Master, you must save ]
…
There was a lot of nonsense, followed by a long ramble; Gu Zhiqi cut him off mid-prattle.
[Zhezhi: Birth date and ti]
The other side finally stopped bombarding ssages and quickly sent over their birth details.
Gu Zhiqi glanced at them and realized that the client was indeed on the brink of death, but there was still a glimr of hope.
[Y: Master, how is it?
Can I be saved?]
[Y: Master, you have to save , I don’t want to die yet]
[Y: Master, I’m only nineteen this year, in the pri of youth, and I haven’t even experienced love]
…
The other side showed no signs of stopping, sending one ssage after another, filling the entire screen.
Gu Zhiqi on this end didn’t pay any attention to the other party, just lowered his eyes slightly and perford a divination to find that sliver of hope for the client, but discovered he couldn’t pinpoint it.
Gu Zhiqi tried divining three tis and couldn’t find that glimr of hope.
“Zhizhi, stop divining; you’ll suffer backlash if you keep forcing it.” Chubby Chiu, seeing Gu Zhiqi was about to try for the fourth ti, imdiately spoke up.
“This fate is quite interesting.
It’s like it’s covered in a layer of fog,” Gu Zhiqi murmured softly, lowering his gaze and divining once more.
Just like the previous three tis, just as he was about to grasp that thread of hope, he realized it was obscured by a layer of mist.
No matter how Gu Zhiqi tried, he couldn’t penetrate that layer of fog.
“Zhizhi, stop divining!”
Seeing Gu Zhiqi’s forehead sweat and his complexion growing paler, urgency tinged Chubby Chiu’s voice.
As a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, Gu Zhiqi stopped his fourth divination.
“Zhizhi!” Chubby Chiu, seeing the blood at the corner of Gu Zhiqi’s mouth, beca alard.
Gu Zhiqi raised his hand and wiped away the blood with his thumb, saying unconcernedly, “It’s nothing.”
“You’re vomiting blood, and you say it’s nothing.” Chubby Chiu spoke indignantly, her voice tinged with a sob.
“It’s just a minor backlash.
I’ll be fine after a day’s rest.” As Gu Zhiqi spoke, he lowered his head and sent a ssage to Y.
[Zhezhi: A disciple of the Mysterious Sect?]
[Y: Holy shit!
You figured that out?]
Gu Zhiqi, seeing this, had a rough idea of why the client’s fate was cloaked in a fog.
People of the Mysterious Sect highly value their own fates and use various thods to hide their fate, preventing their peers from taking advantage if they got hold of their birth details.
This Y must have been shielded by a great master who cast a Secret Technique to obscure his fate.
As for what kind of Secret Technique, Gu Zhiqi couldn’t tell without seeing the person in the flesh.
However, since he could contact such a great master, he shouldn’t fail to find that glimr of hope.
[Zhezhi: Being a disciple of the Mysterious Sect, why don’t you seek divination from an elder within your Master’s Sect?]
[Y: Sigh~ The Master’s Sect isn’t safe]
[Y: They all hope I die early]
[Y: Before my father went into closed-door cultivation, he told not to seek divination from elders in the Sect]
Seeing this, Gu Zhiqi raised an eyebrow.
[Y: Master, can I be saved?]
[Zhezhi: Not sure, I need to see you first to determine]
[Y: !!!]
[Y: So you’re saying there’s still a chance for , right?!]
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