Ignoring the exclamations of the prisoners, Fang Xiu selected a lucky prisoner and began to tell his fortune.
"You are destined for bloodshed." The calm words, spoken from that gentle and approachable mouth, were like a death knell from hell, and panic spread like a tide through the cell.
As the fortune teller predicted, everyone present was destined for bloodshed because they had all seen their own illusory form. When the first person died, the jailer who came to inspect the prison the next day would discover it, and then interrogate the prisoners, thus exposing their own forms. Therefore, they were all destined to die!
An hour later, the second level of the prison was littered with corpses; not a single person was alive.
Fang Xiu had predicted the fates of everyone, which gave him a taste of success. The Heavenly Prison was a wonderful place; all the prisoners were imprisoned and unable to resist, leaving them no choice but to let him tell their fortunes. As the saying goes, if you're going to do something, do it all the time. He planned to predict the fates of everyone in the entire Heavenly Prison.
The Heavenly Prison is divided into three levels. The first level imprisons mortal cultivators, that is, people below the sixth level. The second level imprisons immortals, the strongest of whom are Immortal Venerables. As for the third level, it is for Immortal Emperors. There is no fourth level because it is impossible for demigods to be imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, nor could they be imprisoned there.
So, Fang Xiu drove straight to the third floor in his ethereal form. He didn't even alert the jailers and simply passed through the wall to reach the third floor.
If the second level of the prison was cold and dark, then the third level was completely dark, without a single ray of light. In fact, the entire third level had no gaps, doors, or windows.
Inside, only one person was imprisoned: a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, a haggard yet dignified face. He wore a dragon robe, and his limbs were bound by wide chains cast from divine metal. A powerful aura of confinement permeated the air.
The man in the dragon robe was resting with his eyes closed, motionless and without breathing, like a corpse.
Fang Xiu didn't care why the other person was wearing a dragon robe; he only wanted his fortune told.
He walked straight up to the man in the dragon robe, who did not notice him because he was in the process of fading into nothingness.
Once he activated his ethereal transformation, he seemed to vanish completely, leaving no trace of his aura. Unless one saw it with their own eyes, no method could detect him.
Upon approaching, Fang Xiu dispelled the illusion.
Just as the illusion dissipated, the man in the dragon robe suddenly opened his eyes, and a terrifying aura burst forth from his body. It was not just the pressure of a Celestial Emperor, but also contained a domineering aura of a king ruling the world.
The man in the dragon robe looked at Fang Xiu, who was so close to him. Although his expression remained unchanged, a look of horror flashed deep in his eyes. As an Immortal Emperor, even though he was imprisoned, his senses were still intact. Yet now someone was standing silently in front of him. He had only just discovered it. How terrifying must that person be?
Demigod! ?
No, that's not right. It's just a True Immortal?! How is that possible?!
He suppressed his shock and asked in a deep voice, "I don't recall anyone named you in the Flowing Cloud Immortal Dynasty. Who are you? What brings you here?"
Fang Xiu calmly said, "I'll tell your fortune."
The man in the dragon robe was slightly taken aback: "Fortune telling?"
The next moment, his gaze darkened: "Are you here to mock me? Tell me, whose side are you on? Are you the Prince of Zhennan, or the Tian Shu Academy, or perhaps the side of my unfilial son?"
Fang Xiu didn't recognize any of the people the man in the dragon robe mentioned, nor did he want to. Although their faces were full of stories, he didn't care.
Fang Xiu then took the man in the dragon robe's hand and began to tell fortunes.
The man in the dragon robe seemed to be thinking about something else. He didn't resist, but stared straight at Fang Xiu, as if he could see something from the other's calm face.
A moment later, Fang Xiu felt his power being rapidly depleted. Even with his current strength, calculating the fate of the Immortal Emperor was quite taxing, and he even felt a faint backlash from fate.
He guessed that this was not only related to the fact that the man in the dragon robe was an immortal emperor, but also to his identity. Wearing a dragon robe, being imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, and calling himself "朕" (the imperial "I"), the man in the dragon robe's identity was self-evident.
Gradually, he saw the fate of the man in the dragon robe, and suddenly understood.
It turns out that the man in the dragon robe was named Yun Tianche, the former emperor of the Liuyun Immortal Dynasty, now the retired emperor. Because he had been emperor for too long, his own son told him, "How can there be a crown prince who has been around for over a thousand years?" Then he was punished and imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison.
As for why he didn't die, it wasn't because the current emperor was thinking of family ties, but because the royal bloodline was of great use, so he kept Yun Tianche, the retired emperor, alive.
Fang Xiu looked at his future again and found that he was actually spared from any bloodshed, because the jailers would not interrogate him.
This made him slightly uneasy. Since arriving in Liuyun Immortal City, everyone he consulted had suffered a bloody disaster. This made him vaguely suspect that his wife had done something to him, so that whoever he consulted would be unlucky.
Now, after counting hundreds of deaths, I've finally encountered someone who won't suffer any bloodshed.
"It's all settled. You're out of danger, that's good."
Yun Tianche didn't reply, but instead asked, "Speak, what is your true purpose? You can't have broken into the prison just to tell my fortune, can you? Are you here to save me, or to kill me?"
"I'm here to tell your fortune," Fang Xiu said calmly.
He was telling the truth, but Yun Tianche was furious, thinking that Fang Xiu was playing a trick on him.
"How dare you! Who are you? What are you doing here?!"
"My name is Zhou Qingfeng, and I am a divination master."
After saying that, Fang Xiu turned and left, leaving Yun Tianche, the former Supreme Emperor of the Liuyun Immortal Dynasty, standing there dumbfounded.
The retired emperor, who had experienced countless power struggles and battles, was completely bewildered. He racked his brains but could not understand why someone would risk coming to him, with such a sensitive identity and such a heavily guarded prison, just to have their fortune told and leave.
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