"Fellow Daoist, is what you say true?" Immortal Lord Nan'e's breathing quickened. It was no wonder he was inexperienced; this was a top-grade immortal artifact, a treasure usually only possessed by Immortal Emperors, and he was merely an Immortal Lord.
If he had possessed this top-grade immortal artifact back then, let alone taking on three people, he could have taken on ten!
"I don't like nonsense."
Fang Xiu's blunt words displeased Immortal Lord Nan'e, but his attention was currently completely drawn to the top-grade immortal artifact, and he couldn't care less about anything else.
"May I inspect the goods first?"
"random."
Fang Xiu's nonchalant attitude left everyone wondering about his origins. He had a top-grade immortal artifact openly displayed on the table without any protective array or barrier, and now he was letting people inspect it at will. Wasn't he afraid of being robbed?
Even if the rules of Liuyun Immortal City are strict, as long as the benefits are enough, there are always desperate people willing to break the rules for top-grade immortal artifacts.
Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord glanced at it, then silently picked up the top-grade immortal artifact, the Seven Star Dragon-Trapping Sword. The moment he held it, he felt a powerful force surging from the sword. The powerful force made his eyes light up, and a greedy look flashed deep in his eyes.
Greed, like a surging tide, gradually overwhelms reason.
He guessed that Fang Xiu might have an extraordinary background, but with a top-grade immortal artifact in front of him, it was worth offending a powerful force. At worst, he could leave Yunzhou. With a top-grade immortal artifact in hand, there was nowhere in the world he couldn't go.
With this thought in mind, he sat down directly in front of Fang Xiu's stall: "May I ask how I should address you, fellow Daoist?"
“Zhou Qingfeng,” Fang Xiu said calmly.
Upon hearing this unfamiliar name, the onlookers searched their memories, but none of them had ever heard of it before.
"Then I'll trouble Fellow Daoist Zhou to do my calculations."
"Hands out."
Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord obediently stretched out his hand, placed it on the table, and opened his palm.
Fang Xiu first looked at the other party's fierce and menacing face, then observed the palm lines, and then pinched the bones in his hand. After a moment, he had grasped the other party's fate information.
"I'm done calculating."
Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord was stunned, and the crowd erupted in an uproar.
"Fellow Daoist Zhou, you haven't even asked me what I want to calculate, and you're already done calculating?"
Faced with everyone's doubts, Fang Xiu calmly said, "I have calculated your past, present, and future, so it doesn't matter what you want to calculate."
Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord looked displeased, not believing Fang Xiu's words at all. Calculating the past, present, and future? Even the greatest celestial divination master of the world wouldn't dare say such a thing. He couldn't help but ask, "Then tell me, how has my luck been these past few days?"
"Very bad."
Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord was even more displeased, but he did not refute it. In any case, he had made up his mind from the beginning that no matter how accurate Fang Xiu's calculations were, he would not admit it and then naturally obtain the top-grade immortal artifact.
With so many people watching, he wasn't afraid that Fang Xiu would renege on his debt.
"How bad is it? Please tell me, Fellow Daoist Zhou."
Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord stared at Fang Xiu, sneering inwardly. "Go ahead and calculate. No matter what you calculate, I will not admit it. The answer is in my hands. You will never be able to calculate it correctly."
"You are destined for bloodshed."
"Oh?" Immortal Lord Nan'e narrowed his eyes slightly: "We cultivators fight against heaven, earth, and man. Who dares to say that we are not destined for bloodshed? Fellow Daoist Zhou, please don't make vague statements or use divinations that cannot be verified on the spot. For example, you said that I will suffer bloodshed in a hundred years. Do you expect me to wait a hundred years to verify this?"
Fang Xiu shook his head and said calmly, "It won't take a hundred years; your bloody calamity is very near."
How close?
"Three...two...one".
"What does Fellow Daoist Zhou mean by this...?"
thump!
Before the Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord could finish speaking, he collapsed onto the table, his body, forged from divine metal, hitting the table with a dull thud.
The onlookers were startled and didn't immediately understand what was happening.
At this moment, Fang Xiu said again, "I told you, your bloodshed was imminent, and it has now come true."
Some people suddenly had a bad feeling and couldn't help but tentatively call out, "Immortal Lord Nan E? Immortal Lord Nan E!"
After calling out several times, the Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord lay motionless on the table as if he had fainted.
Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, clearly realizing something. One of the immortals reached out and nudged the Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord, and then...
The Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord's body seemed to have no bones; he fell directly off the table and crashed to the ground without making a sound.
"Dead...dead!?"
"The Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord is dead!?"
Everyone was instantly horrified. They looked at the Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord, who was as limp as mud, and then at Fang Xiu, who remained as gentle and calm as before. A huge wave of shock surged through their hearts.
What exactly is going on?
A celestial being came to tell fortunes, predicting a bloody disaster, but after three, two, one, he died instantly!
At this moment, they not only didn't think Fang Xiu's calculations were accurate, but they also found him extremely terrifying.
This bloody disaster was clearly predicted by fortune teller!
But the question is, how did the Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord die?
This was a Celestial Lord! Could he really have been killed by this True Immortal named Zhou Qingfeng? How was he killed? I didn't even see him make a move.
"It was you! You killed him!" someone suddenly exclaimed in horror.
Fang Xiu glanced at him indifferently: "Who killed him is not important, what's important is whether my calculations were accurate?"
It was indeed he who killed him, using the divine power of Ba Hui to release a terrifying poison, silently ending the life of the Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord.
Ba Hui's divine power is very strong. Controlling it is equivalent to controlling all the rare poisons in the world. It can simulate the toxicity of all poisons. Of course, Fang Xiu cannot do that level yet, but creating a poison that can kill a Celestial Lord is still a piece of cake.
As we all know, poison has been an essential tool for challenging opponents of higher levels since ancient times. Countless great figures throughout history have died from poison. The difficulty has never been in making poison, but in administering it.
By sheer coincidence, Immortal Lord Nan E sat opposite Fang Xiu for quite some time, so Fang Xiu only needed to lightly sprinkle a little poison on him to catch him.
As for why he killed him, it's simple: Fang Xiu had foreseen that he would kill him with his own hands in the future.
Fang Xiu knew he was not a man who killed indiscriminately. The reason he killed the Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord in the future must be because the Southern Crocodile Immortal Lord deserved to die. Since the other party deserved to die, why not follow the future?
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