Mo Xiaotong stood up upon hearing this, and just as he sat down on the chair, he heard a shrill voice outside, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"National Master Wuchen has arrived!"

"Master Zhang is here!"

When Emperor Gan heard the voice of Tong, his smile widened. He put down his brush and stood up to greet them: "Since you two are here, please take a seat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

When Mo Xiaotong saw that they didn't have to salute, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, and he couldn't help but look at them.

I wondered in my heart what the identities of these two people were, as they didn't have to kneel down to kowtow when they saw the emperor.

The two men were also looking at him, frowning in confusion: That's not right, why is his face like this? It's different from the person destined by heaven as described in the hexagram.

How could the face of a person destined by heaven be so ordinary?

Seeing them frown, Emperor Gan felt a pang in his heart: "What's wrong with you two? Is there something wrong?"

"To reply to your majesty, this person is not the one chosen by heaven."

Hearing them say this, Emperor Gan knew they had misunderstood and couldn't help laughing: "Haha, I know that Doctor Mo is not the man of destiny. I asked him to come here to develop elixirs."

"Doctor Mo previously cured tens of thousands of soldiers infected with the plague in southern Xinjiang with his own efforts. He is a man of great talent and ability."

Imperial Master Wuchen clasped his hands together and said, "Donor Mo is so powerful that he can surely develop a miraculous medicine for Your Majesty. However, finding the one who will be your destiny is urgent..."

Emperor Gan nodded. He was also anxious. Without the blood of the destined person as the medicine, he would never be able to obtain the elixir of immortality.

Relying solely on the flesh and blood of his offspring to prolong his life is too limited. He doesn't have that much time to wait. He must get the elixir of immortality.

"Okay, then you two will do some divination to find out where he is. It just so happens that everyone from the General's Mansion has returned."

"If he's among them, capture him."

Mo Xiaotong was horrified when he heard this, his eyes full of horror: What is developing a miracle drug? What is the person of destiny? What are they talking about?

He didn't want to know what this had to do with him.

The emperor's secrets know too much and lead to a dead end!

National Master Wuchen sat cross-legged, making hand gestures rapidly.

Taoist Zhang was writing and drawing on the paper. However, after a cup of tea, the weather outside changed drastically. There was a loud thunder and a bolt of lightning struck directly.

The two of them dodged, looking at the charred area. Just as they were about to say something, they felt a fishy and sweet taste in their throats.

Qi Qi spat out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.

Emperor Gan's face changed drastically when he saw this, and he quickly shouted: "Stop, stop quickly, what's going on? Why did the thunder appear for no reason?"

Jinzhong came in with disheveled hair and shouted, "Your Majesty, just now when you two were fortune-telling, a strong wind suddenly blew up outside. I'm afraid it was... a punishment from heaven."

"What? It's just fortune-telling. How can it bring about divine punishment?"

Imperial Master Wuchen hastily withdrew his hand, not daring to calculate any further.

Taoist Zhang quickly burned the paper, and then he felt the palpitations slowly disappear. The thunder outside gradually became smaller and disappeared.

"You two, what is going on? Everything was normal when you calculated it before. You also said that the destined person has been born and will return to the capital soon."

"Why is it so scary now that I want to confirm who that person is? Doesn't that person's identity count?"

Imperial Master Wuchen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and whispered, "Amitabha, perhaps something went wrong. The Man of Destiny is becoming increasingly powerful and is no longer within our reach."

Taoist Priest Zhang nodded and agreed, "Yes, before that, it could be considered newly born, and not yet protected by the Heavenly Dao, so it could be considered...

"Now it seems that there may be other problems. We can only investigate the situation bit by bit among the people who have come to the capital in recent days before making a final decision."

“……!!”

Emperor Gan was silent for a long time, and then he said in a low voice: "You mean, the identity of the person destined by heaven is impossible to determine, so how can I find out who it is?"

"I don't care about that. Anyway, you have to find me a way. What are the characteristics of the person of destiny? Otherwise, how can I find him?"

Taoist Zhang rolled his eyes and whispered, "Your Majesty, I believe that the person destined by heaven is someone who can rewrite the fate of life and death. Wherever this person appears, auspicious events will surely occur."

"Thinking this way, it will be easier to filter it out."

Emperor Gan pondered for a moment, then slowly turned his gaze to the side, where he saw the bewildered person sitting, and whispered.

"The person who brought about the auspicious event was Doctor Mo. The plague was rampant in southern Xinjiang before, but it was all thanks to Doctor Mo that we were saved."

The Imperial Master and the Taoist Priest all looked over at him with burning eyes, then walked over and placed a black statue on the ground.

One of them grabbed one of his arms and cut his wrist without hesitation to let the blood flow.

Mo Xiaotong was dumbfounded, his whole body trembling, stammering: "Your Majesty, what are you doing? I am just an orphan, how can I be a man of destiny?"

Help, are they all crazy?

The blood dripped directly onto the black statue without any reaction, and finally slid down the statue to the ground.

Taoist Zhang let go of his hand upon seeing this, and said with some disappointment, "It's not him. If he were truly the destined one, this statue would have absorbed his blood and emitted light."

"Doctor Mo has an ordinary appearance, and it's hard to tell that he's destined to be rich and powerful. But when someone with destiny appears, their family background cannot be underestimated."

"To answer your majesty, he is not!"

"Well, it's certainly not. As for the plague, it could be an auspicious sign or a coincidence. This person is definitely not the one destined by heaven."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Gan's expression turned cold. He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Alright, you two, you can recognize this black statue, right? Then I'll have them all draw blood for testing."

Imperial Preceptor Wuchen frowned slightly and said helplessly, "Your Majesty, this item can only be tested once a month. It would be more appropriate to find the right person to test it again."

"There are many young men from wealthy families in the imperial city. If we rely on this test, I'm afraid it will take forever to get the results."

"...If that's the case, then there are no clues anymore. How long do I have to wait before I can get the magic medicine?"

Both of them were silent.

When Mo Xiaotong saw them like this, he felt horrified. Is this emperor crazy? What kind of evil are these two people?

His voice was trembling. "Your Majesty, could you please allow me to go to the Imperial Hospital to bandage my wounds? I feel dizzy."

Emperor Gan came to his senses after hearing this, his expression paused, and he called the imperial physician to treat the wound.

After Mo Xiaotong treated his wound, he leaned back in a chair, dying. This palace was too horrible. He wanted to leave the palace, and he must find a way to leave.

He said weakly, "Your Majesty, could you please give me some time to prepare the medicine? I am really dizzy."

"...Okay, someone take Doctor Mo to Qingzhu Palace to rest and have him taken good care of."

Two young eunuchs helped the man out. When Mo Xiaotong left the government hall, a gust of cold wind blew out, and he felt chills all over. It turned out that he was sweating.

As soon as my body relaxed, my vision went dark and I passed out.

"Doctor Mo, Doctor Mo, wake up!"