"The Prophets, becoming... wicked scoundrels?"
Jing Si had never imagined this kind of possibility, but he was also of the Path of Divination. After a little thought, he understood what the Marquis ant.
Not every Path of Divination practitioner could intuitively predict the future. The vast majority of them could only rely on their abilities to make vague judgnts about the future. And between Path of Divination practitioners, they could also influence each other through their abilities... Just like how high-tier Path of Divination practitioners could cause low-tier Path of Divination practitioners to suffer backlash, or even mislead the results of their divination.
When a group of Path of Divination practitioners gathered together, their divination results would instead beco more chaotic. Once a Path of Divination powerhouse with crushing strength appeared among them, he could even turn all other divinations into mistakes... For example, divining things that originally wouldn't happen, creating panic, or using this to kill a certain person.
When that ti ca, the Prophets would beco a chaotic organization. No one would know if their divination was right or wrong, and even just a little guidance could divide them to the point of a life-and-death struggle.
"So that ans... that Emperor forcibly breaking up the Prophets, to a certain extent, actually extinguished the source of disaster?" Jing Si muttered to himself.
"That person's thoughts are far deeper and more far-sighted than you imagine." Marquis Wei sighed lightly. "Sotis, I even have a feeling..."
"What feeling?"
"Can we, really bear the na of the Prophets?" Marquis Wei paused for a mont,
"In this world, there are people who, even if they aren't of the Path of Divination... know more than us, and see further than us."
"Perhaps, they are the true Prophets of humanity."
Jing Si was sowhat unable to understand.
If not of the Path of Divination, how could they predict the future?
Moreover, listening to the Marquis's aning, such Prophets, besides that one in the Imperial Palace... there are others?
"Marquis, what exactly did you foresee?" Jing Si couldn't help asking.
"The problem lies here..." Marquis Wei turned his head to look outside the window, smiling bitterly. "Regarding him... I can't foresee anything."
"Him? Who exactly is he? Is he the Emperor?"
Marquis Wei closed his eyes and didn't answer.
Jing Si still wanted to ask sothing, but a figure wearing a Chengtian Prefecture uniform quickly walked in from outside.
"Marquis Wei." That person bowed respectfully to Marquis Wei, then took out an item from his clothes and handed it forward. "His Majesty decrees, from now on, you need to perform precognition once every two hours... If you calculate that that mont has arrived, imdiately press the button inside..."
"Leave the rest to us."
Jing Si took that item on behalf of the Marquis. It was a hard and heavy black box, and one couldn't tell what was special about it... Hearing the words that followed, he imdiately frowned and looked at the other party.
"Perform precognition once every two hours? Do you know what you are saying??"
"The Marquis's current physical condition fundantally cannot withstand such high-frequency precognition... Both his body and spirit will be overdrawn!"
"Moreover, the Marquis is a Tier 8 Divination God Path Practitioner, he can foresee things quite far into the future in a single ti. What is the significance of foreseeing once every two hours? Could it be that the results of each precognition will still change?!"
Having grown up this big, Jing Si had never heard of such an unreasonable request... Does that Emperor truly not understand the Path of Divination, or is his brain sick?
"Jing Si!" Marquis Wei's expression sank.
Jing Si instantly stopped talking. He rely glared angrily at the person from the Chengtian Prefecture, feeling that they were all ntally retarded.
Marquis Wei waved his hand, and Jing Si still lowered his head and handed over the black box in his hand... Marquis Wei took the black box, opening his mouth calmly:
"Wei Chen... receives the decree."
Wait until the person from the Chengtian Prefecture left, Jing Si imdiately turned back to look at Marquis Wei in puzzlent:
"Marquis! This is clearly..."
"Enough." Marquis Wei shook his head. "Jing Si, you must believe His Majesty... Him doing this, definitely has his reasons."
Since the Marquis said so, naturally it wasn't good for Jing Si to open his mouth again either. He bowed to the Marquis, then turned around and walked outside.
Just as he was about to exit the door, Marquis Wei suddenly opened his mouth:
"Wait."
"Marquis, what are your instructions?"
"Go get a portion of incense, get a few portions of preserved fruits for treating guests, and then bring my tea set over... I need two sets of cups and saucers. Then completely open the room door, and for the next few days, don't close it."
Jing Si froze, asking in bewildernt, "Marquis, is an honored guest coming?"
"...Perhaps."
Marquis Wei glanced complexly outside the open door, taking in more than half of the Ruoshui Bastion in his eyes,
"This Marquis will first prepare the etiquette for treating guests... Whether the guest cos, and when they co... that will depend on his wishes."
Jing Si didn't understand. The Marquis's status was already this noble, what kind of guest was still worthy of him treating with such solemn etiquette... There should only be that Emperor, right?
But the Emperor was far away in the Chengtian Domain, and fundantally wouldn't co over. Then who did the Marquis want to invite?
Jing Si pondered for a mont, still replying respectfully:
"Yes, Marquis, I'll go do it right away."
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Dancing tree shadows brushed gently in the courtyard.
Under a certain scholar tree in the Ruoshui Bastion, a figure was sitting in front of a crude stone table, pinching a black chess piece in his hand, looking at the crisscrossing Chessboard before him and falling into deep thought.
There was no opponent opposite this figure, only a patch of empty nothingness.
A gentle breeze brushed across the courtyard, gently lifting the tips of his hair. A pair of ruby-like eyes was as tranquil as water.
"Red King, My Lord." A figure draped in a black dress silently appeared behind him. "All mbers of the Dusk Society have already arrived at the Ruoshui Bastion, and have entered a dormant standby state."
"En." That figure nodded slightly. "Eight of Clubs, has he arrived too?"
"He has arrived, currently operating together with the Nine of Hearts."
"These two guys... no matter which world it is, they like to get together." That figure chuckled lightly. "The Dusk Society mbers of the new era, and the Phantom mbers of the old world, are all in the Ruoshui Domain now... It really hasn't been this lively for many years."
"It's not just us." Liu Qingyan hesitated for a mont. "Within the Ruoshui Domain, we also discovered traces of the Fire-Stealers."
"En." Chen Ling seed completely unsurprised by this. He waved his hand indifferently,
"Ignore them."
Liu Qingyan pondered for a long ti, seeming to hesitate whether to ask about Li Laide's matters... But seeing Chen Ling's gaze, she still didn't ask further, rely nodding:
"...Yes."
"There's one more thing." Liu Qingyan seed to have rembered sothing, speaking solemnly. "A ssage ca from the Phantom mbers, the Chengtian Imperial Palace side issued an order, making the Tier 8 Divination God Path Practitioner Wei Chen perform divination once every two hours... Only this matter, I can't quite understand."
"The Path of Divination's precognition shouldn't change easily. As long as they foresee once, they should be able to know the Lord of Ruoshui's approximate awakening ti... Then what is the significance of repeated precognition?"
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There is still one chapter, it will be a bit late.
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