The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 839 - 665 Unbelievable, the Diviner’s vest has fallen off [1 more update]
Chapter 839: 665 Unbelievable, the Diviner’s vest has fallen off [1 more update]
Even if eighty percent of the Fortune Tellers in O Continent died in that three-hundred-year-long Witch Judgement, it took more than a hundred years for the Divination World to gradually revive.
But no Fortune Teller could possibly not know the title "Diviner."
Back then, when the prophecy of the Diviner appeared, some Fortune Tellers blamed the Diviner.
Since the Diviner had the ability to prophesy, he naturally could change it.
But the Diviner did not.
Instead, the Diviner watched as the Fortune Tellers, labeled as "Witch Sorcerers," were killed by The Church.
So now, the emotions of O Continent’s Fortune Tellers towards the Diviner are divided into two categories.
Most revere him, while some resent him.
But whether they revere or resent him, they all fear him.
The Diviner.
Master of the past, predictor of the future, forecaster of fortune and misfortune, Divine Calculator of the World.
This is the true god.
Upon realizing who she had encountered, the old woman’s eyes widened even more.
Then, uncontrollably, she opened her mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood. freeweɓnøvel~com
"The Diviner!" The old woman laughed manically, still deeply incredulous, "You are the Diviner! You are actually the Diviner!"
If her Divination Ability hadn’t been suppressed to disappearance, she wouldn’t have believed it at all.
The Diviner turned out to be a girl not even twenty years old?!
The old woman’s face turned ashen, completely losing her will to fight.
How dare anyone oppose the Diviner.
The old woman collapsed on the ground, but suddenly, she let out a sharp scream: "You issued the prophecy, why didn’t you stop it?!"
Indeed, many of her ancestors died in that Witch Hunt.
"The flow of time is irreversible, it wasn’t my prophecy that came first, it’s that the events were predestined." Ying Zijin said calmly, "I cannot change things with no variables."
The Witch Hunt was a monumental event.
It was a calamity for the entire Earth.
Unlike an individual’s Life Pattern or death tribulation, the difference was as vast as heaven and earth.
Even if she had forcefully intervened back then, those destined to die would still find various ways to die later.
It would have been useless.
"You’re lying!" The old woman’s teeth chattered, "You could have stopped it! You definitely could have! If you had stopped it, they wouldn’t have died!"
She continued in a tone as if she had realized something: "I understand, you are from The East, you want the Diviners over there to surpass us!"
"How interesting." Ying Zijin rolled up her sleeves, "If I recall correctly, your ancestors were far from innocent, how many people did they harm through divination?"
The old woman’s teeth ground together, but she could not refute.
Ying Zijin ignored her and picked up a box from the cupboard.
Inside was a set of Tarot Cards.
Ying Zijin tilted her head and laughed lightly: "No wonder you’re not afraid of the sinful force resulting from forcibly changing causality, turns out you had others take the fall."
The old woman’s expression turned to horror: "No! Don’t!"
The girl’s expression was indifferent, and with a burst of inner strength.
"Crack!"
The box instantly shattered into pieces, and all 78 Tarot Cards inside turned to fragments.
The old woman let out a heart-wrenching scream, her body twisted in pain, and her skin sunk in at a visible speed.
This was the consequence of the backlash.
Over the decades, the old woman had used divination to commit many evils, and had forcibly torn apart many lovers.
Ying Zijin’s eyes were indifferent: "To be honest, if you hadn’t laid a hand on Xize, I wouldn’t have known O Continent had someone like you."
The old woman’s expression changed again, as if recalling something: "Xi-Xize, he actually..."
The fact that the Lorentz Family had the Diviner backing them was not a secret.
But the Diviner was only close with Xize Laurent.
The Xize that Holly fancied, could he actually be the king from Jade Ice Cui three hundred years ago?!
The extreme pain left the old woman no energy to ponder how Xize Laurent had lived until now.
The girl put on a baseball cap and walked out of the wooden house, no longer paying attention to the commotion inside.
The night deepened.
Ying Zijin looked up as if sensing something.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, seeing a small star streak across the sky.
This signified that a powerful Fortune Teller had fallen.
Ying Zijin pressed down her cap and left the town unhurriedly.
The wind blew softly, the wooden door opened and closed, the town was quiet, as if no one had been there.
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At the same time.
The Imperial Capital.
Di Wu Family Ancestral Home.
Di Wu Chuan, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the sky in surprise, then calculated with his fingers, gasping: "Freya of O Continent actually died."
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