The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 840 - 665 Unbelievable, the Diviner’s vest came off [1 more update]_2

Chapter 840: 665 Unbelievable, the Diviner’s vest came off [1 more update]_2

He had clashed with that old woman before.

The old woman’s divination ability was very strong, and because she had taken some nefarious paths, she had suppressed him for a time.

But fortunately, Di Wu Chuan had learned quite a bit of Feng Shui Formation Techniques from the books that Ying Zijin had left for Di Wu Shaoxian, which forced the old woman to retreat from the East.

Feng Shui Formation Techniques didn’t exist in O Continent.

Di Wu Chuan sighed heavily, "This scourge is finally gone."

It was a good thing.

Di Wu Chuan suddenly started coughing, and he picked up a tissue to wipe his mouth, the tissue was stained red with blood.

The fact that he could hold on till now was a miracle, after all, the people of the Di Wu family always died young.

Di Wu Chuan glanced at the opposite room, the light inside was still on, and he smiled with relief.

At least, when he passed away, he could feel at ease entrusting the Di Wu family to Di Wu Yue.

**

Once a fortune teller dies unnaturally, the curses she cast will completely dissipate as well.

When Xize woke up in the morning, the dizziness and fatigue were completely gone.

He had regained his energetic appearance.

"My boss is really good to me." Xize clicked his tongue, "It’s a shame that I can’t contact Dog Norton, otherwise I’d show off to him."

Xize also realized that Ying Zijin’s return to Earth this time might have been due to some tricky problem, and his boss’s ability was restricted.

But even so, she still went to avenge him.

"Master." Outside the door, Job knocked and respectfully said, "Miss Ying is here."

Xize immediately jumped out of bed and got dressed as quickly as possible before opening the door.

The girl was still wearing the same clothes as when she left, her white T-shirt not even dusty.

It was hard to believe she had actually gone to do something, as if she had merely gone for a cup of tea.

"Boss, are you alright?" Xize was very concerned, "Did you get hurt?"

Ying Zijin had her hands in her pockets and glanced at him lightly, "Do you think I’m you?"

Xize scratched his blonde hair, helpless, "I don’t know why my body is so weak."

Job had a point.

With his body like this, how could he find a girlfriend?

"Alright." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "I have to leave soon, in July, we will meet at the Muller Strait."

The gate to the City of the World from the Seven Continents and Four Oceans was at the Muller Strait.

"Of course." Xize’s expression grew more serious, "I definitely have to go to the City of the World."

"Let’s go." Ying Zijin waved her hand perfunctorily and threw a medicine bottle to Xize.

She left Lorentz Castle and boarded a helicopter.

On the helicopter, Sinai was tinkering with a computer.

Fu Yunshen was on the phone, his expression stern.

A few minutes later, he finished the call and came over, "Yaoyao, this is sudden, I need to go to the war-torn region."

"Take her around other places in O Continent, and don’t go to the Ancient Martial World until I get back."

"War-torn region?" Ying Zijin frowned, "What happened?"

"Widespread unrest," Fu Yunshen said calmly, "We’re short on personnel, I need to go support."

Ying Zijin gazed at him, "I’m going with you."

In the war-torn region, shells were flying everywhere, even Fu Yunshen could get hurt.

After all, an ancient martial artist’s inner strength wasn’t endless.

Once the inner strength was exhausted, they couldn’t remain invulnerable to knives and guns.

She had heard from Nie Yi before that Fu Yunshen’s respect within IBI was due to his repeated brushes with death to maintain world peace.

Only in the past two years had his life been somewhat more peaceful.

Ying Zijin had specifically checked Fu Yunshen’s body.

Some injuries, with his abilities, he could have avoided.

Obviously, those injuries were all sustained to protect others.

Fu Yunshen fell silent for a moment.

He bent down and gently rubbed her head, smiling softly, "Well then, you go to IBI, and bring Anthony over, okay?"

"Deal." Ying Zijin simply stuffed her bag into his hand, "The medicine in here should last for a while, wait for me."

**

Meanwhile.

The Ancient Martial World.

Judicial Hall.

Today was Jiang Ran’s day off.

After finishing his training, he came out holding his back and saw Ling Mianxi waiting for him outside.

Jiang Ran was very touched, "Sis."

Ever since he was bullied in the Judicial Hall, Ling Mianxi always personally fetched him every time he came home.

"Let’s go." Ling Mianxi looked him up and down, a bit disdainfully.

Jiang Ran took his phone from her hand, looked at the news, and frowned, "Sis, there’s unrest again in O Continent."

He clicked on the images, which showed a war-torn scene.

The number of casualties was constantly increasing.

Jiang Ran seemed to remember something, his expression changed, "Sis, isn’t Nie Yi also over there?"

Nie Yi’s ancient martial cultivation was far from reaching the level of an ancient martial grandmaster.

He could fend off bullets, but couldn’t stop bullets mid-air like an ancient martial grandmaster with inner strength.

"I know." Ling Mianxi paused, "So next week, I won’t have time to pick you up, don’t go home, just stay at the Judicial Hall."

"No way, Sis, you’re going over there too?" Jiang Ran was startled, "If something happens to you, what about Aunt?"

He frowned, "Did Nie Yi not tell you anything?"

At this, Ling Mianxi fell silent for a moment, then said softly, "The first time he went on a mission, he told me."

Jiang Ran was puzzled, "Told you what?"

"Look." Ling Mianxi tossed the phone to him.

Jiang Ran was surprised, "So generous, just letting me see your messages?"

"What’s the big deal? There’s nothing to hide." Ling Mianxi shrugged, "Were you planning to steal your brother-in-law?"

Jiang Ran, "..."

Damn it.

He’s a straight guy.

He couldn’t outtalk Xiu Yu, and he had never beaten Ling Mianxi in an argument.

Jiang Ran was grateful that Ying Zijin wasn’t talkative and didn’t constantly criticize him.

He looked down at the text message from Nie Yi to Ling Mianxi.

The timestamp at the bottom right was September 2019.

That was over two years ago.

Nie Yi’s writing style was as simple and direct as he was.

[Xiao Mian, if something happens to me, don’t wait for me.]

Jiang Ran’s heart tightened.

He remembered that it was during a period of chaos somewhere in the world.

Nie Yi went there and, fortunately, didn’t die, but he was seriously injured.

He pursed his lips and returned the phone to Ling Mianxi, "And yet you..."

Nie Yi’s job was not much different from that of the ancient martial artists in the Judicial Hall.

The people they first needed to protect were the common folk.

Only then came family.

"It’s his responsibility." Ling Mianxi put away her phone, "If he lacked commitment, I wouldn’t be with him."

She tilted her head, "Didn’t you take an oath when you joined the Judicial Hall?"

Jiang Ran scratched his head, "I’m not at the level to take the oath yet, that’s for level one."

"True." Ling Mianxi nodded, "Your cultivation is still too low."

Jiang Ran then asked, "What about your friend?"

"Oh, Fuyi is still in closed-door cultivation." Ling Mianxi said, "I can’t stay still, being in closed-door cultivation for that long would kill me."

Jiang Ran shrugged.

If his cousin seriously cultivated like Yue Fuyi, she might already be a half-step ancient martial grandmaster.

After a few steps, he suddenly realized something was off.

In September 2019, Ling Mianxi was only 16.

Jiang Ran, "..."

Nie Yi was done for.

**

Meanwhile.

Xie Family.

The butler hurried into a courtyard and whispered into Xie Nian’s ear, "Miss, the news is true, it’s all over the Secular World’s news, Nie Yi is not in Hua Country."

"Excellent." Xie Nian opened her eyes with a cruel smile on her red lips, "Get ready to make a move."

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