Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 163 - 163: 42: The Death of the Young Master of Jinzhou Pawnshop (Seeking Subscription! !)_3

Chapter 163 - 163: 42: The Death of the Young Master of Jinzhou Pawnshop (Seeking Subscription! !)_3

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To kill someone, it’s as easy as flipping a hand.

“Why run so far? If you cooperate with me, perhaps you can save yourself a life.” The purple-robed old man looked down at Zhao Huai and said with a faint smile.

“Cooperate with you? What do you want? I am just an ordinary cultivator.” Zhao Huai said weakly, testing the waters.

He didn’t understand why he was targeted. He had neither spiritual root nor talent.

If it weren’t for the destiny assisting him, he wouldn’t have been able to cultivate to his current realm.

What did the other party see in him?

How did he provoke such an old monster?

It seemed like an old devil who had just awakened from a long slumber.

The purple-robed old man said indifferently: “Boy, don’t pretend. Do you think I don’t know?”

“It took me a lot of effort to find you. The fortune of Yan Country is within you.

No matter how far you run, I can find you.”

“So there’s no need for nonsense. I want your flowing qi, and you must become my vessel.”

“And lastly, you must tell me the whereabouts of the Ancestral Weapon.”

There are two types of body-snatching. The first is to completely strip away the flesh and consciousness, replacing them with another body.

The other is to choose a vessel, cultivate one’s soul, and parasitize the body, retaining consciousness. However, everything that is possessed will become nourishment for the host, existing as a spare tire.

As long as the host dies, the vessel will become the second body.

It was evident that the purple-robed old man wanted to refine Zhao Huai into his vessel.

By doing so, not only would he avoid the backlash of national fortune, but he would also obtain everything from Zhao Huai.

Zhao Huai looked at the elder in front of him, beads of sweat forming on his forehead and his back soaked in cold sweat.

He felt an inexplicable sense of dread.

His mind raced rapidly, trying hard to think of countermeasures.

But all of his efforts were in vain.

In the face of absolute power, any means were illusions!

“You are quite calm in your heart, even now you are still thinking about how to escape?”

The purple-robed old man saw through Zhao Huai at a glance, and the corners of his mouth hooked up in mockery.

“Your Taoist mind is indeed ranking among the many geniuses I have seen. But what’s the use of that?”

The oppressive power of the purple-robed old man prevented Zhao Huai from even moving his body.

The top-grade [Three Flowers Gathering at the Top] destiny protected his mind, avoiding most of the pressure, but he still couldn’t help shaking.

Zhao Huai gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

The purple-robed old man slowly landed, looked around the well-arranged streets, and muttered to himself:

“I’m envious that you can live comfortably in such a place. Life is indeed leisurely, but the world is not as beautiful as you think. Even I have to be cautious every day.”

“So, what makes you deserving?”

As soon as he finished speaking, a wave of oppressive force struck like a tidal wave. Zhao Huai could no longer resist and fell to the ground.

“Tell me, where is the Ancestral Weapon?” The purple-robed old man’s voice was cold.

“What Ancestral Weapon?” Zhao Huai gritted his teeth.

“The Ancestral Weapon that has been passed down for five hundred years in Yan Country. You can’t possibly not know.” The purple-robed old man narrowed his eyes, looking displeased.

“I really don’t know. What’s the use of the Ancestral Weapon?”

At this, the purple-robed old man laughed.

“Boy, are you trying to gain information from me?”

“I’m not afraid to tell you. The Ancestral Weapon contains the secrets of immortality. I don’t have much time left and I need it to prolong my life. If you don’t provide me with information about the Ancestral Weapon today, you will be worse off than dead!”

The purple-robed old man’s voice was cold.

The terrifying oppressive force and aura converged into a single point, rushing towards Zhao Huai.

The Heavenly Flower and Earthly Flower could not stop the oppressive force from rolling towards his mind.

It didn’t seem like pressure, but rather a vast Devil Mountain, bearing down on him!

“I really wish I could talk to someone, but you’ll have to do.” The loneliness in the purple-robed old man’s words was palpable. He then showed no mercy and directly pressured Zhao Huai’s mind.

The elder’s spiritual power had already transformed into a primordial spirit, completely overpowering, leaving Zhao Huai no chance to resist.

Zhao Huai’s pupils shrank, and there was a buzz in his mind!

It seemed as if his eardrums were about to shatter, and his entire body was enveloped in surging evil qi.

“What’s the use of such a persistent resistance?”The purple-robed old man coldly snorted.

Slowly, the vitality in Zhao Huai’s eyes faded away, and his body turned cold.

When the purple-robed old man stood up again and his withered palm left Zhao Huai’s body, his old eyes narrowed, revealing a hint of unease.

“Damn it!”

The purple-robed elder threw the body aside, roared, and transformed into a shooting star, fleeing into the sky.

“Thump!”

His body remained in a kneeling position, but it still fell. This scene caught the attention of a passing apprentice.

“Bro, what happened to you?”

“You’re not supposed to sleep during the day!”

“Wake up!”

The apprentice shook him for a while with no result, puzzled. As if thinking of something, his face changed and his trembling hand reached toward Zhao Huai’s nose to check.

“Dead ! ”

“Someone is dead!”

A sharp scream echoed throughout the street.

It caught the attention of passers-by on the surrounding streets, who flocked into the alley.

Quite a few people instantly recognized Zhao Huai. “What…lsn’t this Boss Zhao from Anyang Street?”

“Boss Zhao? The handsome master of the pawnshop?!”

“Yeah, it’s him. I remember doing business with him a few months ago and got quite a sum of money when I sold a stone.”

“What? Boss Zhao is dead!”

“Impossible, I just saw him earlier today. Wasn’t he fine?!”

Zhao Huai was not a household name in Jinzhou, but his handsome face had won him praises and the admiration of many women and girls. Now that they learned about Zhao Huai’s death, everyone was shocked.

Some even found it hard to believe.

Boss Zhao of Jinzhou Pawnshop just died like this?

Facing the crowd’s astonished exclamations.

Zhao Huai lay on the ground, unresponsive, his eyes staring at the distance but no longer blinking.

A string of perfectly preserved sugar-coated haws was still on his waist.

“Quick, contact Boss Zhao’s family!”

“Yes, yes, I’ll go right away!”

At the same time, high up in the sky, a bird with white feathers on its head soared.

It flew until it reached the sky above an ancient courtyard.

Yu Qinghan wore a light blue embroidered skirt with a thin light-colored outer garment, showcasing her beautiful figure.

Looking at the sky outside the window with her slightly heroic eyes, she seemed to lose herself in a reverie.

Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat.

It wasn’t a sudden impulse, but a pull from a special feeling. However, that feeling came quickly and disappeared just as fast.

“Your Highness, have you made up your mind?”

One of the maid-servants by her side asked softly.

Yu Qinghan did not look at her, sitting by the window with her eyes narrowed in a lazy manner and said,

“If I don’t agree, you won’t let me go, will you?”

“This is the prince’s command, and there’s nothing I can do.”

“Forget it.”

Yu Qinghan also felt somewhat disheartened.

Maybe she should just pretend to agree and leave. After all, having her freedom restricted all the time wasn’t a solution either.

“It’s over! It’s over!”

A human voice approached, and Yu Qinghan looked up in surprise to see a familiar myna bird flying towards her.

“Why are you back again?”

Yu Qinghan whispered. Not long ago, she had used this bird to send a message, explaining her situation. Logically, without any special circumstances, there should be no reply.

Sliddenlv. she had a bad feeling in her heart-