While the bodyguard was confirming the action plan with Xie Ya, Liu Shanhe found Ye Xingchen.
“Mr. Ye.” Liu Shanhe’s attitude was respectful.
Liu Shanhe was a very famous master in their area, and his reputation resounded throughout the peninsula with his extraordinary method of Qimen Jiushi.
Moreover, he himself had the ability to judge people. Although it was the first time he had met Ye Xingchen and he could not see the destiny of Ye Xingchen in the Nine Numbers of Destiny Palace, he still felt that the person in front of him was extraordinary, so he was very respectful.
“Master Liu, there’s no need to be so polite. Just say what you need to say,” Ye Xingchen said, glancing at him.
"I've always had a question in my mind that I'd like to ask Mr. Ye about," Liu Shanhe said with a smile.
“Master Liu is well-versed in the Nine Senses of Qimen Dunjia and has a very high reputation on the peninsula. He can predict anything with a simple calculation. Why did you ask me for advice?” Ye Xingchen smiled.
"Mr. Ye is joking. Although the Nine Senses of Qimen is a strange art that can reveal a person's past, future, and the nine numbers of their destiny palace, it is only applicable to ordinary people."
Liu Shanhe gave a wry smile: "Moreover, secrets of heaven cannot be revealed. Sometimes, even if I know the truth, I dare not speak it out."
"What do you want to ask?" Ye Xingchen smiled. Most Qimen practitioners are like this; although they can predict future events through secret techniques.
However, they cannot change it, nor can they casually reveal it, otherwise they would be revealing heavenly secrets and would be punished by heaven.
Moreover, they can't calculate the fate of everyone. For those who are strong, have a strong will, or have a special destiny, their magical abilities are useless.
Just now, as he was leaving, Ye Xingchen had sensed several spiritual forces spying on him. This must be Liu Shanhe using the Nine Senses of Qimen Dunjia to calculate his fate and destiny.
"I just tried to examine Ye Xingchen's destiny using the Qimen Nine Senses technique, but it was like looking at flowers through a fog, I couldn't see it clearly. Moreover, in the darkness, Mr. Ye's destiny is like a crossroads, and we don't know where the future will lead."
Liu Shanhe organized his thoughts and said, "So I want to ask Mr. Ye, what exactly caused this? What did you do that led to your fate becoming like this?"
"Master Liu, may I take a look at my hands?" Ye Xingchen extended both palms.
Liu Shanhe looked at Ye Xingchen's hand. He stared at it and saw that there was nothing special about Ye Xingchen's hand.
He looked at it for a while, then looked up, somewhat puzzled: "Mr. Ye, I don't see anything."
"Let's see," Ye Xingchen said with a slight smile.
Although Liu Shanhe was puzzled, he still had to lower his head and look at Ye Xingchen's palms.
Ye Xingchen turned his palm over, and the moment he did so, Liu Shanhe gasped.
His hand, which had been perfectly normal, suddenly turned blood red.
Thick blood dripped from Ye Xingchen's palms, forming a blood pit on the ground.
Moreover, the blood kept overflowing from the blood pit, and vaguely, countless blood-red faces appeared in the pit.
These faces were contorted in pain and their expressions were ferocious, as if they were trying to break free from the thick blood, but no matter how hard they tried, it was all in vain.
Liu Shanhe's face turned ashen. He staggered back a few steps, tripped, and almost fell to the ground.
He gasped for breath, not daring to look at Ye Xingchen's hands. It took him a full five minutes to recover.
When he looked up at Ye Xingchen, he saw that Ye Xingchen had returned to normal, but the way he looked at Ye Xingchen was different.
Shock, fear... bewilderment.
What Ye Xingchen just unleashed was not some earth-shattering power, but rather a fierce aura.
This kind of ferocious aura is generally only found in people whose hands are stained with blood.
Even with dozens of lives on his hands, the only strange thing he could see was blood on his hands.
Ye Xingchen was different; the blood on his hands flowed down his body, forming a blood pit at his feet.
How many people must have been killed to create such a scene?
"What exactly happened to Mr. Ye?" Liu Shanhe composed himself and looked up at Ye Xingchen, but there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
"What you just saw, even if it was an illusion, will appear in the illusion, whether it was something that happened in the past or in the future."
Ye Xingchen said, "What you see is what happened to me. That's right, I've killed people, and my hands are stained with blood. If you ask me how many people I've killed, I don't know, but I'm afraid it's at least 30,000."
“Thirty thousand…” Liu Shanhe trembled, his eyes filled with even more terror. He regretted it a little; he really shouldn’t have asked Ye Xingchen those questions.
Only a world-class demon could commit such a heinous act of killing. But what puzzled him was that, generally speaking, such demons could not conceal their ferocity and murderous aura.
But if Ye Xingchen hadn't deliberately revealed his killing intent, he wouldn't have been able to see the ferocity emanating from Ye Xingchen at all. Why is that?
"I didn't kill them one by one, but these 30,000 people died because of me, so it's no different from if I killed them with my own hands," Ye Xingchen said calmly.
"The reason you can't see through my fate is because I have taken too many lives and bear too much karmic burden, so it's normal that you can't see through it."
"The reason I am like a normal person now is because I saved many people and accumulated a lot of merit in the past. My merits and demerits cancel each other out. Otherwise, I would be an unparalleled demon by now."
"I see..." Liu Shanhe suddenly realized: "I understand now. Mr. Ye has accumulated countless merits in the past. Killing someone cancels out his merits, so he is safe and sound now."
"But Mr. Ye is currently somewhere between extreme good and extreme evil, and I... don't know how to define Mr. Ye."
"Hehe, why must we define a person as good or evil?" Ye Xingchen laughed: "Even the most virtuous person, when corrupted by inner demons, can kill countless people."
"It is not necessarily a bad thing for someone who has killed countless people to prove their path through killing."
"Not everything in this world is black and white, is it?"
"I've learned a lot." Liu Shanhe clasped his hands in a fist salute to Ye Xingchen, and then stopped asking questions.
However, during the rest of the trip, he deliberately kept his distance from Ye Xingchen, as if Ye Xingchen had become a monster.
"Master Liu... what did he just say to you?" Xie Ya asked curiously, glancing at Liu Shanhe who was following far behind.
"He just asked me some questions about my destiny," Ye Xingchen said casually. "It just cleared up a small doubt in his mind, nothing more."
"Then why do I feel like... he's deliberately avoiding you now?" Xie Ya asked, puzzled.
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