Chapter 815 A Fate from a Past Life, She is the Wheel of Destiny [1st Update]
She was still not fully conscious, and her hands were somewhat weak.
The voice continued to come, but it carried a hint of worried reproach.
"Little Destiny, why did you end up sleeping in this place? Your health is already weak; what if you get sick?"
A few seconds later, she managed to open her eyes.
When she saw the person in front of her clearly, she was stunned: "...Grandpa Fool?"
This is a kind-faced old man, but he doesn't look old at all and is full of energy.
The first of the Twenty-Two Sages, the Wise Fool.
Similarly, the wise and the foolish were among the first batch of wise men to emerge.
He was the foremost among the Twenty-Two Sages, and also the mentor of many other sages.
Whenever she had a problem that she couldn't solve, she would go to the Fool for advice.
"You seem to be having a nightmare." The old man was still worried. "It's good that I came to find you. What were you dreaming about?"
“Disaster.” She pressed her head and sat up. “I see so many disasters.”
"I'm sorry to have troubled you." The old man sighed upon hearing this. "You've been making predictions all this time, and your mental state isn't very good. When you have time, go see Yue or Yaoguang to help regulate your emotions."
The wise appear by destiny.
The appearance of sages also happened to coincide with an era marked by frequent major disasters.
Famine, earthquakes, tsunamis, floods, droughts... occurred frequently, forcing the twenty-two sages to travel far and wide.
Behind the scenes, it's all thanks to the Wheel of Fortune alone.
The old woman knew she was very, very tired.
“I will.” She nodded. “Grandpa Fool, what did you want to see me about?”
"Oh? Oh, there's something I need to tell you," the old man said. "Someone has been wanting to meet you, so I brought him along."
"If you don't want to see her, I'll kick him out again."
She turned her head to the side.
Only then did they notice another figure under the willow tree not far away.
The man had an upright posture, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs.
As if sensing her gaze, he turned around.
It was a stunningly handsome face that could captivate anyone.
She has met the Pope and the Emperor.
But no matter which one it was, neither could compare to the person in front of them in terms of presence or appearance.
"By the way, you haven't met yet." The old man smiled. "Little Destiny, let me introduce you. This is one of the Sixteen Sages, Devil. Get to know him."
He simply stood there lazily, yet he was a sight to behold in himself.
Then he walked over, bent down, and extended his hand: "Hello, little destiny."
"Hello." She didn't shake his hand, but just nodded slightly and looked away.
"I've taken him on a few missions with me, but from now on he'll have to fend for himself," the old man quickly smoothed things over. "We'll need you to help us make plans in the future."
"oh."
She remained indifferent.
"Go away, go away, she doesn't like you." The old man immediately shooed him away, "After you ask for the prophecy, leave and don't bother her."
"No, no, I wouldn't dare." He still had that lazy demeanor, his voice tinged with amusement. "This is a treasure you all hold dear, how could I dare to offend it?"
Her first impression of him was very bad.
This person is too good-looking, but lazy and unsafe; you should stay away from them.
Later, they met in front of the Temple of the Wise.
She almost bumped into the pillar in front of her because she was reading a book.
A hand gripped her shoulder and pulled her back a step.
A familiar, smiling voice rang out: "Little Destiny, watch where you're going, or you'll bump into this pillar and swell up into a big Destiny."
She glanced at him, clutched the book in her hands tighter, and walked past him expressionlessly.
This person is so annoying.
**
In the days that followed, she spent more and more time with this annoying person and became quite familiar with him.
Knowing that he was the strongest fighter among all the sages, even the combined power of the sage and the Hanged Man Sage were no match for him.
However, his title was completely different from who he was.
He is not a demon who brings disaster to the world; on the contrary, he saves people from dire straits.
So he got another title—
Shining Morning Star, Son of Glory.
She thought that these eight words were more suitable for him.
He would often come to chat with her, even though every time she would end up kicking him out in anger.
Once again, he came to the mountain where she usually recuperated.
She continued reading until she received a light tap on the head.
She looked at him expressionlessly: "What are you doing?"
"I wanted to see if you would react differently." He sincerely admitted his mistake, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
She ignored him.
"I'm not teasing you anymore, little destiny. I have to go out and deal with some disaster." He sat down. "I'd like to ask you to calculate the magnitude of this disaster for me, and the best course of action."
She nodded and closed her eyes.
The star chart next to it rotates accordingly.
A few seconds later, she opened her eyes.
"This flooding in North O region will last for a month, with an estimated death toll of 230,413 and damage to a continental area of up to 340,000 square kilometers." She said slowly, "You will begin controlling the flooding from the east. This is my plan for you. It is expected to be under control in three days, but—"
She paused for a moment before whispering, "But hundreds of people will still die."
They can only stop a major disaster when it strikes, not prevent it in advance.
The flow of time is irreversible, even for sages whose abilities surpass those of ordinary people.
After she finished speaking, she looked up and found him staring at her in a daze.
The man's peach blossom eyes seemed to hold affection in everyone he looked at, their light subtle yet deep, their color gentle.
It makes one feel as if they are being drawn into this deep, ocean-like gaze.
She suddenly heard something thumping in her chest, carrying some inexplicable emotion.
She was slightly taken aback.
She knew about her physical defect; she had no heart and could not love.
This has never happened before.
She snapped out of her daze and, finding him still staring at her, kicked him without hesitation: "Devil, did you hear me?"
"Yes, I heard you, I remembered it all." He raised his hand in a gesture of surrender, sincerely saying, "Thank you, little destiny."
As he spoke, he ruffled her hair and said, "I'll bring you something delicious when I come back."
She slapped his hand away: "Don't touch my head."
"Um?"
"You'll go bald and won't grow tall."
She looked up, her phoenix eyes slightly narrowed: "Don't call me Little Destiny."
He stopped in his tracks: "What's wrong? Other people call me that too."
She said coldly, "But when you call out, it sounds like you're flirting."
That's not serious at all.
"I'm being wronged," he said helplessly. "You haven't been poisoned by some bad ideas because you read too many books, have you?"
He pointed to a stack of books next to the astrolabe.
The above are fairy tales and folk legends from various regions.
Fairy tales are still worth reading.
However, some folk tales are just too far-fetched.
“Let me see.” He picked up one of the books. “Look at this, it—”
Before he could finish speaking, he was kicked again.
No one could believe that the demon, the strongest among the twenty-two sages, would fall for the attack so easily.
She snatched her book back: "Shut up."
“Fine, I won’t call you Little Destiny.” He finally conceded. “But you have to give me a title, right? I can’t just call you ‘kid’ whenever I see you, can I? That’s not nice.”
The Wheel of Fortune was the last to be born; all the other sages were older than her.
Because every sage needs her help, they affectionately call her "Little Destiny".
Her temple twitched: "This won't do either."
She is not small at all.
“Yes, I know that won’t work, so do you have a name?” he asked. “I mean, your real name.”
Only sages with a close relationship will exchange their real names.
She hesitated for a moment, then answered, "No, but my surname is Ying."
"No given name, only surname?" He asked with interest. "Shall I give you one?"
She looked at him and refused, "I don't trust your naming skills."
"Alright, it's not a problem if you have a surname but no given name." He seemed to ponder for a moment, "Then I'll call you Miss Ying?"
The title was respectable enough, and she nodded.
He suddenly smiled and asked, "Have you ever told anyone your real name, Xiu?"
She shook her head.
No one would ask her such a question.
Although she and Xiu were sworn siblings, Xiu was more afraid of her.
With just one look from her, Xiu fell silent, which made her feel somewhat bored.
“Ying.” He nodded slowly, then smiled. “It’s a nice surname, and it sounds nice too.”
As he spoke, he reached out and gently tapped her head: "Since you haven't told anyone else, you're not allowed to do it again."
This is his exclusive property.
So even after he lost his memory, the word "Ying" remained imprinted in his mind and buried in his subconscious.
When he was in the court of justice, the elder asked him what code name he wanted to use.
The code name he chose was "Shadow," which has the same pronunciation.
Later, he met her again, and he finally called her "little girl".
Across time and space, across the universe, the reunion we've been waiting for has finally arrived.
(End of this chapter)
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