"However, over the past few decades, the Mo family has been in an ascending period. Though what he's done relies too much on believing in and following fate, we can't deny that we have no grounds to object. The Divine Calculator is indeed an expert—many things have been predicted correctly by him, making us increasingly believe in fate."
"Fortunately, your fate is very good. You were fortune-told by the Divine Calculator at birth—you're destined for great wealth and honor, possibly becoming second only to one person but above ten thousand others, able to help the Mo family reach its peak."
"Second to one but above ten thousand? What's that?" The Young Miss muttered. Such descriptions usually referred to pri ministers or high officials. Could she beco such a person?
"That would naturally be Empress..." The Mo family First Master said.
"..." The Young Miss fell silent.
It seed the Mo family's speculation was that the Young Miss had an Empress's fate, so they'd always pampered her, letting her beco a little tyrant.
Of course, even with an Empress's fate, the Mo family didn't know which country's empress she'd be. This continent had many countries and dynasties besides their Heavenly Wind Kingdom. Heavenly Wind was just a dium-sized nation. Their best hope was for her to beco empress of so super-power—then the Mo family could definitely beco one of the continent's most famous clans.
However, these were all their speculations. Perhaps the Divine Calculator could make mistakes, and maybe—just maybe—those words weren't interpreted that way.
"Let's not discuss this first. With good fates, naturally there are also bad ones. Sigh..." The Mo family First Master sighed and continued: "Do you know your third brother's fate?"
"I know. His fate includes help from benefactors and he'll beco a generation's master. His future achievents are said to be limitless, leading our Mo family to its peak. Mine is just helping—he should be even more impressive than . But he's always been that foolish, so we thought the Divine Calculator was wrong." The Young Miss replied.
"Correct. But now it seems sowhat real again. His performance this ti was outstanding—perhaps it really can happen." The Mo family First Master began feeling emotional.
However, while he was feeling emotional, the Young Miss didn't want him to continue because—
"Father, please get to the point. What does Third Brother's fate have to do with what we're discussing?"
Was there a connection? Why bring up Third Brother?
"Cough cough..." The First Master coughed awkwardly several tis, then continued: "There is a connection, because your third brother's good fate directly contrasts another person's bad one, and their birth tis differed by less than one quarter-hour."
Less than one quarter-hour difference? The difference shouldn't be too great, but if it wasn't significant, why would Father specifically ntion it?
Could this quarter-hour make two people's fates completely different, even opposite?
The answer was soon revealed.
The First Master continued: "However, one was born in the previous hour while the other in the next hour. One can make the Mo family prosper, while the other brings disaster to the Mo family."
"What?" The Young Miss was sowhat confused.
"Simply put, one is a lucky star, the other a disaster star." The First Master explained.
"I understand that. I want to know what exactly the situation is?" The Young Miss said irritably.
"That person was deed unlucky from birth. Born very unfortunately outside, parents were killed on the return journey. A servant who escaped brought the child back, and then the Mo family experienced so unfortunate events."
"Originally, everyone thought it was just a coincidence. Who knew that when taken to the Divine Calculator for fortune-telling, his first words were: 'The Heavenly Fiend Lone Star cannot be stopped, orphaning relatives and causing parents' death.' It turned out that person had the Heavenly Fiend Lone Star fate..."
"And that wasn't the worst part. Next, he said this person's eight characters clash with your grandfather's—naturally destined to oppose him. Best to keep them distant, never eting for life. Also, this person and the Mo family are incompatible like fire and water..."
"..." The Young Miss remained silent, continuing to listen.
"However, it's not all bad. The Divine Calculator also said that though this person is a Heavenly Fiend Lone Star, it can be resolved. Due to their hard fate, they can help the Mo family block so disasters, as long as certain thods he described are used. However, all Mo family bloodlines, including you and , should avoid any contact, or face injury at best, death at worst." The First Master looked at the Young Miss, his eyes seeming to say: Now you understand why I called you here.
"...It can't be that serious." The Young Miss fell silent.
"Better to believe it exists than not, so you should understand now—it's best to maintain distance. Investigating is fine, understanding is acceptable, but contact with that person is not." The First Master said.
"I understand..." The Young Miss replied indifferently, and her attitude suggested she didn't care.
"Looking at you, you definitely think I'm trying to scare you. Though that person's parents' death might have been a coincidence, afterward, Mo family mbers who contacted that person all had problems—either falling ill or breaking limbs. This forces belief." The First Master continued.
"..." The Young Miss fell silent again.
"Anyway, rember—this person is our Mo family's taboo, an untouchable taboo. You must stop here too." The First Master said. When speaking these words, his tone carried an unviolable command.
"I understand." The Young Miss nodded. She would still listen to her father's words, especially in such circumstances.
However, the Young Miss was sowhat puzzled—why had she wanted to investigate this matter? Should she continue investigating or end it here?
The Young Miss said she wouldn't make contact, but that didn't an she'd stop investigating.
At this ti, the Young Miss didn't ask who this person was because she'd already guessed sowhat. Among those born around the sa ti as the Third Young Master with deceased parents, there was only one person—soone she'd thought was already dead.
If not ntioned at this mont, she definitely wouldn't have thought of this person.
Like her, those in the Mo family unaware of this taboo all thought this person was dead and wouldn't think they were still alive, because no one had ever seen this person appear.
Those who knew the taboo naturally said nothing about it, fearing to invite trouble and punishnt from the Great Master. There were already many precedents.
With the Young Miss's personality, she would naturally continue investigating. First, she feared nothing; second, she was truly bored enough.
...
"Xiaoyao, co here for a mont."
"Yes, Cousin Young Master. What can I do for you?"
While passing through an area, Xiaoyao was called by one of the Mo family's cousin young masters. Though there were many cousin young masters in the Mo family, they were also stratified. This one belonged to the highest tier.
This Cousin Young Master was not only the Great Master's direct grandson but also a genius-level figure, cultivated by the Mo family from childhood and sowhat famous in Heavenly Wind Kingdom as a rising star.
In this generation, this Cousin Young Master was also a core figure.
Speaking of cousin young masters, they were ultimately outsiders who would eventually leave. However, he seed sowhat different—orphaned in childhood, he'd always lived in the Mo family with his mother, who never remarried.
One could say he now counted as a Mo family person, just not recorded in the Mo family genealogy. The Mo family was very strict about genealogy managent, not casually adding people or making modifications.
Unless this Cousin Young Master achieved remarkable accomplishnts, he'd remain an outside-surna cousin, not recorded in the Mo family genealogy and unable to take the Mo surna.
This Cousin Young Master was currently working toward this goal. The simplest thod was achieving victory in the Dragon Gate Tournant while surpassing all Mo family mbers—then he'd definitely be accepted by the Mo family.
Regardless, this Cousin Young Master's status was absolutely incomparable to that previous Cousin Miss. He had real power and influence.
However, for Xiaoyao, they were all the sa—all his superiors. As long as they didn't violate his principles, he'd treat them politely, just like now, respectfully bowing to this Cousin Young Master.
At this mont, he was sowhat puzzled why this Cousin Young Master was looking for him, since he'd never had any interaction with him before.
Since he knew Xiaoyao's na, he must have had so purpose regarding him—it wasn't coincidental.
About this, Xiaoyao didn't think much, because he knew the other party would explain.
"I know you're quite capable. Are you interested in becoming mine?" The Cousin Young Master looked at Xiaoyao, his eyes showing what he considered irresistible charm—at least, that's what he thought and tried to express.
Xiaoyao was imdiately startled, then maintained distance from the Cousin Young Master: "Sorry, I don't like n."
"..." The Cousin Young Master was stunned. For a mont, he couldn't understand why Xiaoyao suddenly said he didn't like n. Soon he figured it out, his face reddened, and anger began rising.
"Pfft..." A certain bored person passing by happened to be hiding behind watching the show and couldn't help laughing.
"??" Xiaoyao seed to hear the sound and looked toward a spot. The bored person imdiately hid, crouching and perking up ears to continue listening.
After not seeing anyone, Xiaoyao paid no attention, since he still had to deal with this Cousin Young Master whom he considered sowhat perverted.
"Bastard. What are you thinking? I have no such interest in you. I just want you to be mine.” Perhaps angered beyond reason, the Cousin Young Master wouldn't have continued saying the sa thing otherwise.
"Though you have no interest, you're still doing it—isn't it the sa." Xiaoyao replied.
(End of Chapter)
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