Welcome to Rewind World Game-Chapter 866 - 863: "Supreme God.

Louyue Nation, Jiayun Province, Hanzhou City, Qingtou Manor.

"Shuah!"

A sound of silk threads slicing through the air. Noel withdrew the puppet threads, several corpses collapsed at his feet.

"Spare my life!" A man wearing a felt hat and rough yellow cloth clothes fell to his knees.

This was a wilderness outside the Capital City, where Noel had been walking along the road without incident, before suddenly encountering a group offering to divine his fate. After declining, they attempted to kill him.

Noel killed the group, leaving only this leader.

"Please spare my life, I can divine your fate!" The man pleaded on his knees.

"You can still divine my fate?" Noel was somewhat curious. He thought this group of people that suddenly attacked him must be simple bandits.

"Really, I really can!" The man shouted: "You must be a foreigner, not familiar with our Louyue Nation’s customs — we hold the concept of ’destiny’ in high regard. Everyone says destiny is fixed and cannot be changed. If you forcefully defy the heavens to change fate, it only brings divine retribution! Thus emerged people like us who divine fate for others. Just now, seeing you young and in dress, we had evil intentions, but we are genuinely fortune tellers! I studied the ’Method’ branch called ’Divination’! I’ve reached 98% mastery of the Second Level, I can glimpse your destiny thread!"

"Ridiculous, what legitimate fortune teller, you just realized I am stronger than you." Noel crouched down, slowly said: "But I’ll give you a chance — tell me my fate? If it’s inaccurate, you’re a bandit and deserve to die."

He smiled like a lazy cat, yet it made the man shiver.

The man stood up, took out a slate and a piece of yellow paper. Noel coldly watched the man inscribe a talisman.

"Matrix Orders — Peeping Calculation!" The man shouted, and the talisman burned in the air.

Brilliant blue light began to emerge, like the structure of stars and lines. Patterns faintly flickered in the air with a rhythmic light, and witnessing this mysterious scene, a mysterious emotion welled up in Noel’s heart.

...Can fate really be divined? Could it be possible in this World that destiny can truly be glimpsed?

Noel gazed at these glimmers.

"— Collect!" As the talisman completed burning, the man withdrew the slate, stared at the blue stars on it for about three minutes. He looked up at Noel and said: "Your destiny thread is rather complex, and your strength surpasses mine. I only have a Second Level 98% mastery, it’s really difficult to clearly see your fate."

"So you can’t say?" Noel’s words already carried a hint of danger.

"No, no! Can glimpse a little!" The man quickly said, clutching the slate as he observed the mottled stars on it, interpreting:

"You’re twenty-five or twenty-six years old this year. Although you appear young, this is because your true appearance was fixed in childhood."

"You seem to like fruit-type foods, prefer lighter colors, and favor people who are more temperate and amiable."

"Moreover, I’ve vaguely glimpsed that you seem to be a person beyond the mundane world, whether in Louyue Nation or foreign lands, it seems there are no traces of your destiny..."

"Viewing your future, it is very vague and unclear, your destiny thread is extremely indistinct... Your childhood destiny was relatively unchanging, but it seems there was a turning point in your destiny when you were twenty-five, you encountered an extremely important person in your life who altered your destiny thread, so your future has become difficult to predict, I truly cannot see clearly..."

The man’s interpretation deepened with each sentence, Noel’s emotion became more and more shocked by the second. He stared at the man, feeling a great surge within.

— Noel was certain this man was just an ordinary Louyue Nation resident, only able to divine fate because he’d practiced a talisman branch that could glimpse destiny threads. But even if just an ordinary person, he could glimpse his fate? Even strain to infer he was not of this World?

Noel’s heartbeat quickened consistently.

"Where did this ability come from? Could it be bestowed by immortals?" Noel couldn’t help asking.

"This... you ask me, I don’t know either. Immortals are almighty, perhaps they really gave it to us." The man was startled, saying in a trembling voice: "See, I predicted accurately for you. I’ve proven I’m a fortune teller, not a bandit, can you... spare me?"

Noel nodded his head.

The man was overjoyed, turning to run toward the avenue.

The next moment, a piercing sound resonated through the air.

"Whoosh!"

The man’s head dropped like a watermelon being sliced, hitting the dirt road, blood spilled everywhere, leaving only a section of smooth neck severance.

Noel retrieved the threads, calmly said: "You proved you’re a fortune teller, but I never said I’d spare fortune tellers. If I had really been a weak girl, would you have spared me?"

He picked up the slate dropped by the man, it still bore the star traces from the prior fortune telling. It was just an ordinary slate, enhanced with talisman strength to reveal destiny’s power.

Turning over the man’s clothes, there were some coins and silver bits. Noel tore open the man’s pants, only to find a yellowed paper hidden in the crotch.

Noel distastefully shook the paper and began reading from the top.

...

[Brother, while winter driving horses, I passed the place rumored to have been visited by Penglai Immortal. There I unexpectedly picked up a slate, bearing words that seemed to be from an Immortal.]

[This is stuff left by immortals! Even a simple sentence from an Immortal could hold insights, maybe it will greatly advance my cultivation!]

[I secretly kept it, afterwards I browsed ancient books, trying to interpret the Immortal’s words.]

[Perseverance pays off, through interpretation, I finally understood this phrase — "The Eligibles born from the Royal Family shall be chosen as Supreme God."]

[Despite understanding this Immortal’s words, I am still full of doubts.]

[Immortals desire the birth of a "Supreme God." But what is a Supreme God? Is it an existence surpassing immortals? I have limited insight, not comprehending the mighty existence above immortals. Still, it turns out immortals who do not partake in mortal affairs also have desires, they want a "Supreme God."]

[But the current Royal Family seems to have no Eligibles. Whether Eldest Prince or Second Prince, even Jing He Princess are ordinary individuals, at most they have good cultivation resources.]

[Looks like we’ll have to wait for the next Royal generation! I don’t know if I’ll see this legendary "Supreme God" in my lifetime.]

[Brother, I’m writing this secret on paper and sending it to you swiftly, also writing the Immortal’s words on the reverse of the paper, please preserve them well.]

[This matter is too important, I am but a Groom, daring not to speak to outsiders, only telling you, my closest kin, also do not recklessly spread this, must keep the paper in your most secret place.]

[I know you’re traveling with a group of bandit fortune tellers, roaming far and wide, robbing and killing less guarded caravans. When encountering well-guarded ones, you disguise yourselves as legitimate fortune tellers. Someday you’ll encounter a tough one; don’t blame your brother for harsh words, you’ve claimed too many lives, one day you’ll pay the price too.]

[Mother is getting older, she misses you very much, if you have any filial piety, return to see her, accompany her until she leaves, better than you licking blood from a knife every day. It is tough earning money, but I’ll find a way for mother’s medicine, no need for you to rob lives, which is against harmony.]

[If one day you die... this paper can at least fall into the hands of the one who killed you. At least this Immortal’s message can be preserved, not disappearing, but it’s none of my concern then.]

[The weather’s cold, dress warmer. Mother keeps thinking of you, come back sooner.]

[Your brother.]

...

Noel finished reading the note and looked at the man’s corpse on the ground, remaining silent for a few seconds.

Puppet threads moved, carving out a pit in the ground. Noel threw the man’s body into the pit and covered it with soil. After finishing these tasks, he looked up, gazing into the distance down the road.

The grass was lush and the orioles were flying, the yellow flags of the tavern in the distance waving in the wind, with the verdant mountains stretching far beyond.

"Supreme God..."

He hugged the stone tablet and walked forward.

...

Su Ming’an sat inside the National Preceptor Pavilion, while the noise outside grew louder and louder.

"Based on the detection by the Talisman of ’Method’—the thief is here, and there’s no one at the Cold Palace." Outside the National Preceptor Pavilion, Xiao Jingsan stood at the door, directing the eunuch: "There’s been no response after knocking for so long, Xiaolinzi, break the door for me!"

"Shaoqing, this is the National Preceptor Pavilion! You can’t barge in!" Princess Jing He was still trying hard to stop Xiao Jingsan.

"Yes, Your Highness, better let it go. This is the residence of the National Preceptor after all." Others were also persuading Xiao Jingsan.

But Xiao Jingsan laughed and said, "Even if the emperor were here, he’d allow me to investigate this place. Xiaolinzi, break the door for me!"

Su Ming’an looked across the table at Li Mingyue, who continued to drink leisurely, his eyes vacant, as if he hadn’t heard the commotion caused by Xiao Jingsan outside.

"Shaoqing, last night I observed a subtle change in your destiny line," Li Mingyue said. "Are you still attached to that white fox?"

Su Ming’an recalled the Eldest Prince’s memories: "White fox? No, I’m just wondering why you’ve never been willing to save me. I’ve had my identity exchanged by Xiao Jingsan for so long, yet you never intervened."

He asked very directly. Based on the Eldest Prince’s memories, his later relationship with Li Mingyue should have been good.

"If you weren’t an Eligible, I would protect you," Li Mingyue replied lightly, "but you are, so I cannot protect you."

"Why?" Su Ming’an asked, "Do you also think it’s right to use my blood to maintain the entire royal family’s safety? Do you really believe letting such a cruel person as my second brother become Crown Prince would be the blessing of the Louyue Nation?"

Li Mingyue looked up at him.

In those eyes, there was finally some turbulence, a kind of emotion that Su Ming’an was very familiar with.

—Regret.

At this moment, Li Mingyue showed an expression of extreme regret.

This expression was so shocking that Su Ming’an averted his gaze, unwilling to meet those emotionless eyes. The temperature in the air seemed to drop lower and lower, as if from coldness or perhaps an illusion.

Outside, a young eunuch was knocking on the door, trying to get Li Mingyue to open it, increasingly urgent.

"I don’t believe using your blood to ensure the royal family’s safety is correct," Li Mingyue said. "Nor do I believe that letting Su Zigu become Crown Prince is correct." frёewebηovel.cѳm

"Then?" Su Ming’an continued to ask.

"But why are you the Eligible?" Li Mingyue stared at him, suddenly asking:

"Why is it you?"

...

[NPC (Li Mingyue) Favorability: 80+5 points (Friendship Line)]

...

Eighty points of initial favorability? Su Ming’an was taken aback.

"So why haven’t you saved me all this time?" Su Ming’an pressed further.

"I cannot let you become the Supreme God."

"What is the Supreme God?" Su Ming’an heard a new term.

"Once you go to Penglai Fairy Island, you may become the Supreme God, and I don’t want you to go. But because there’s a promise between us—I will unconditionally grant you one request. So if you insist on going to Penglai Fairy Island, I will allow you," Li Mingyue said.

"Wait, what is the Supreme God..." Su Ming’an noticed Li Mingyue kept talking to himself, moving on to the next sentence without answering the previous one.

Whether walking or talking, Li Mingyue was always in a self-absorbed state, not caring about others, his eyes never accommodating any figure. Even now, conversing with Su Ming’an, he continued talking to himself.

"But with your destiny line, you are already the luckiest, Shaoqing." Li Mingyue continued talking to himself: "Being locked up for blood extraction was already your luckiest destiny line. I’ve seen thousands of your futures, and none are luckier than this."

"..." Su Ming’an couldn’t interrupt him at all.

"But you just told me you want to go to Penglai Fairy Island. That is to say—you want to break this fortunate destiny." Li Mingyue said.

"Take your medicine on time," Su Ming’an said.

He realized Li Mingyue was completely talking to himself, not responding even when he babbled nonsense.

"I will allow you to go to Penglai Fairy Island. But I also don’t want you to become the Supreme God," Li Mingyue said to himself: "So, the only way to keep my promise without making you the Supreme God, I have found it."

"Hmm, what is it?" Su Ming’an, forced into the role of a conversational partner, asked.

"Bang!" came the sound of the door being broken at the entrance.

Xiao Jingsan led a group of people in, and looked at Su Ming’an sitting on the chair.

At this moment, Su Ming’an was lounging lazily in the chair, holding a steaming pastry in his hand, his face flushed slightly from the wine.

"National Preceptor. I apologize for disturbing you, Jingsan apologizes sincerely," Xiao Jingsan bowed to Li Mingyue:

"It turns out he accidentally escaped to Your place, please return him to me."

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