The fortune teller from the Ghost Family couldn't figure out who attacked "Miao Shu"; to be precise, he figured out that it was a non-existent person.
When calculating "Miao Shu's" location, she sometimes concluded that he was dead and other times that he was still alive. As for calculating his location, the result was even more complicated.
In 001's understanding, apart from finding out where "Miao Shu" was, her calculations were all correct, even quite accurate, but this genius fortune teller did not think so.
The fortune teller girl arrived full of arrogance, but left looking utterly bewildered, and was even too embarrassed to accept the full payment, taking only half.
She quietly started a live stream, telling fortunes and divination for those she was destined to meet, which helped her regain some confidence and gain a lot of fans and fame.
After much deliberation, she made a phone call to Sheng Zhuoyu: "No, you still have to give me the other reward. The person behind this can interfere with my divination, so they must be very powerful. If they find out I helped you find them, they might cause me trouble."
"The money has been paid and there is no going back."
...
Xiao Xuan was powerful, but when he was kicked out of Sword Valley, he did not fight back at all, nor did he defend or dodge, as if he had a masochistic tendency.
When he left, he was covered in bruises and several bones were broken, but he was still in a good mood; at least his eyes were full of life and bright as stars.
However, the sword spirit of Sword Valley was disgusted by the blood left behind and insisted on disinfecting it thoroughly by rinsing it with water and roasting it with fire.
When Xiao Xuan received Sheng Zhuoyu's call, he was in the car setting his bones, changing his clothes, and using demonic energy to heal his injuries.
When he saw the endless stream of incoming calls, he clicked his tongue and the smile on his face disappeared.
He slowly put on his shirt, buttoning it with one hand while pressing the answer button with the other before the call automatically ended, and then turned on speakerphone.
After the other person finished speaking, he casually said "okay" and drove to the airport.
The road is too far, and driving is too troublesome. It's more convenient to just take a plane.
He was met by Sister Dan at Jiangcheng Airport.
Those in the special department all knew Xiao Xuan's background, after all, he was both their deputy minister and someone they all had a responsibility to supervise.
However, most people, and even some demons, were quite afraid of this great demon, including Sister Dan.
She didn't want to come at all, but even threatening suicide couldn't persuade Sheng Zhuoyu to replace her. The young man, upon hearing about the assignment, immediately pretended to faint, preferring to die rather than wake up. As for the others, they all had their own things to do, were unwilling to come, and were even less aware of the situation here.
From the moment she arrived in Jiangcheng, Sister Dan had been wearing an expression as if she were ready to bravely face her death. When she stood face to face with Xiao Xuan, she almost wanted to turn around and run away.
It's fair to say that there were reasons why this group of humans and demons were slacking off in their supervision of Xiao Xuan. Who would want to be with a thousand-year-old demon? He's terrifying, and they can't even beat him, especially since they've all witnessed Xiao Xuan's madness.
Xiao Xuan didn't care about Dan Jie's attitude at all, and didn't even say a word of greeting throughout the whole process, until he bumped all the way down the mountain and then climbed back up to the place where Dan Jie and the others had found the tail.
The scent may be washed away by the rain, but the residual power will not; the stronger the power, the less likely it is to dissipate.
Xiao Xuan sensed it for a moment and said, "I have never seen this sword before."
Among the many weapons, the most famous should be the sword, but there are many different kinds of weapons, not just swords. Dan Jie and the others guessed it was a sword, which was somewhat of a conjecture, but Xiao Xuan was certain it was a sword.
In the past, he not only collected swords, but also various other weapons, and could distinguish the differences between them.
Sister Dan stammered, "Then, is it possible to... guess what it looks like?"
Xiao Xuan glanced at the messy ground, his brows furrowing quickly, full of displeasure and disgust.
"I am a demon, not a god. At most, I can tell you that its blade is sharp and powerful, no less than Zhanlu, and it is full of spiritual energy and has a mature sword spirit."
Sister Dan, lacking any of the domineering aura one would project in front of a young man, asked tremblingly like a delicate flower, "Since it's such a powerful sword, do you have any guesses about what it might be?"
"No," Xiao Xuan said, still adding a few words out of a sense of camaraderie, "A sword spirit of this strength would need to cultivate for at least five hundred years. You can set your sights on those forged five hundred years ago within the last 1036 years."
After Xiao Xuan uttered the number, he was stunned and lost in memories of the past.
He was in constant agony, each day feeling like an eternity. During those hundreds of years when he was uncertain whether Ah Shi could be resurrected, he was even more miserable, living a life of debauchery and decadence, yet he had unknowingly endured so much time.
He waited until the broken sword of Ah Shi was rebuilt, until his spirit was re-formed and regained consciousness, until he grew into the boy he remembered growing up with...
He rubbed his phone in his pocket, an expectant smile unconsciously spreading across his face.
But Sister Dan looked desperate. How could they possibly investigate this?
While the big boss was distracted, she secretly sent a text message to the boss, only to receive three words: "Understood".
She was frantic with worry: What do you know? What should I do now?
Xiao Xuan snapped out of his reverie, glanced at Sister Dan who was showing signs of going crazy, and said with disdain, "I'm leaving. Don't look for me unless it's important."
Dan's lips moved, but she didn't call out to him. She thought to herself, "I can't beat him. If he wants to leave, what can I do? Of course, I'll just happily watch him go."
Xiao Xuan descended the mountain, and remembering that the day he had agreed to meet with Sword Valley was approaching, his steps became lighter. Then, remembering the issue of his lifespan, he looked down at his palm.
The palm lines were seeping with black demonic energy, cutting the palm into several pieces, which looked terrifying. When he was treating the wound earlier, he also noticed that large black patterns were coiled around his waist and abdomen, indicating that his body was about to give way again.
It's time to shed his skin, and then, he'll be greeted by Ah Shi.
As he left on the bus, he looked out the window at the distant sky and suddenly remembered the little mermaid he had finally found. Her light blue eyes were like the cleanest and most flawless gems, filled with innocent naivety and fear.
He looks just like his Ah Shi.
However, in this life, he will never let his Ah Shi suffer any more harm. He only needs innocence, not fear, and he will never need it again.
A flicker of hesitation crossed his eyes, but the intense darkness instantly shattered that hesitation. He looked at his black pupils reflected in the car window, his eyes filled with determination and madness.
...
"My name is Xiao Xuan. What's your name? If you ever want to go back to human society, you can come to Haicheng to find me."
"Huh? I, my name is Tide."
"Your name is very beautiful, and it sounds just like you."
"Hmm..."
"If you go ashore, remember to hide your fishtail and your scent, or some bad guys will try to catch you."
"Hmm..."
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