Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

After returning to the Star-Picking Tower, Zhu Wuyao locked the black horse in the stable. This time, it was tied up very tightly, ensuring that the mount would not steal the spiritual herbs in the yard again.

She didn't even have time to rest before she went to find Sect Leader Fang.

Although I inexplicably reached the eighth level of Qi Refining on this trip, looking back, I still can't figure out the pattern of leveling up.

Can you help Chicken Crest Mountain and Radish change their fate?

The reason sounds reasonable, but upon closer examination, it seems a bit absurd.

If this method could be replicated, how could the art of clairvoyance remain unprincipled? If it cannot change one's destiny, how could it not protect the environment and animals?

This celestial observation technique shouldn't be in her hands; it should be given to environmentalists to practice.

Three days to Foundation Establishment, five days to Golden Core, a sum of money allocated for charity, and then waiting at home for cultivation to improve—it won't be long before one ascends to immortality.

If all else fails, one can plant trees and protect forests while living in seclusion, or rescue small animals while traveling. There are countless methods, and surely one is suitable for cultivating the art of clairvoyance.

Therefore, there must be a deeper reason beneath the surface.

"Sect Leader, I have some doubts."

"Oh? Tell me."

"I upgraded."

Sect Leader Fang put down the watering can in his hand, turned around and glanced at her with a strange look in his eyes. Wasn't this obvious? She wasn't blind!

Zhu Wuyao looked at the flowers and plants by the window, somewhat surprised and uncertain. Could it be that she had guessed wrong...?

Does this method of cultivation truly require protecting the environment?

"Sect Leader, why do you keep so many flowers and plants in the Seeking Dao Hall?"

"Because I like it."

……

This way of speaking sounds rather familiar...

When she first came to Beixuan City, she went to a clinic where the old woman loved to be sarcastic and make people speechless.

Yes, I even tried to persuade myself to give up spiritual practice!

When I have some free time, I'll have to subtly show off that I've now reached the eighth level of Qi Refining.

In the cultivation world, how many people can level up as quickly as she does!

Seeing Zhu Wuyao's seemingly smug expression, Sect Leader Fang felt a surge of amusement but said nothing.

She turned around, stood with her hands behind her back, exuding an air of superiority.

As the highly respected leader of the Star-Picking Tower, she couldn't let her disciples discover that she was secretly laughing to herself.

Fortunately, Zhu Wuyao hadn't forgotten the important matter.

Standing behind Sect Leader Fang, who stood with his hands behind his back, she recounted everything that had happened during their search for the White Amber Stone, and finally tentatively asked:

"Sect Leader, do you think I should plant more trees to increase the green coverage of the Star-Picking Tower?"

"This mountain we live on seems to have a certain spiritual energy?"

Sect Leader Fang coughed and asked:

"What is the purpose of our Star-Picking Tower?"

"Although I am a divination practitioner, I can also do landscaping work on the side."

……

"Have you ever thought that this mountain is full of fortune tellers? If every one of them were to try to change the fate of the mountain, it would become a complete mess?"

Zhu Wuyao's eyes lit up, and he asked, "So it really can be changed?"

Unexpectedly, it wasn't just me who thought of changing the mountain's fate; the Star-Picking Tower was full of talented people, and some had already tried this path.

My path is not alone!

Seeing that the topic was becoming increasingly skewed, Sect Leader Fang was somewhat at a loss for words. She turned to look at Zhu Wuyao and brought the matter back to the main point:

"Mountains nurture nature, and nature is used by people."

So that's how it is... In the end, it all comes down to changing human destiny, which is why the Celestial Observation Technique can operate and tear a gap in the world.

Zhu Wuyao seemed to realize something, but was mostly puzzled.

"But destiny cannot be easily altered, why this time..."

"cough!"

Sect Leader Fang interrupted her and said:

“What Heaven bestows, if not taken, will bring misfortune. The spiritual minerals at the bottom of the river and the spiritual flowers under the tree, since you have seen them, are your opportunity.”

"What do you mean by 'all the time'? You're just greedy and acting in accordance with the will of Heaven."

Zhu Wuyao seemed to have realized something—

Therefore, if you want to defy fate, you must follow it.

But why be so cryptic? Is this the usual practice of divination practitioners? Or is there some secret they don't know?

Before she could even refine her words and ask tactfully, she heard Sect Leader Fang sigh:

"The matter of Nanli City was carried out with great fanfare, but in the end it all came to nothing. This shows that fate cannot be defied."

"As for your trip to Jiguanshan, although you had good intentions, everyone has their own destiny, and you shouldn't interfere casually. You can only take some spirit ore and spirit flowers."

Zhu Wuyao's heart stirred slightly.

Therefore, if you want to defy fate, it's best to be intentional but not intentional, hide your true goal, take a roundabout approach, and do things as small as possible.

It's best not to say it outright.

It's like using the butterfly effect...

Fluttering its wings is a butterfly's natural instinct; it is not something it does intentionally to achieve any purpose. However, through a series of coincidences, it can cause a hurricane in the distance.

"Just like what you did in the mirror world, you probably couldn't do it in the real world, because you bought the football not because you liked it."

Instead, it was clearly intended to change people's fate.

Zhu Wuyao understood the unspoken meaning and nodded.

That would be "intentional," turning oneself into a butterfly deliberately flapping its wings, trying to create a hurricane that didn't exist originally.

This is too much of a paradox.

If I don't plan for the ultimate goal, wouldn't I just be a moth fluttering about aimlessly?

How can we accurately and precisely unleash a hurricane at the right point?

Her gaze turned slightly cold as she thought of the cultivators in Nanli City who killed people in the flood. They made mortals who were supposed to die in this catastrophe die as they were destined to perish. Wasn't that going along with the will of Heaven?

How am I supposed to kill them?

Will we encounter various "coincidences"?

Zhu Wuyao glanced at Sect Leader Fang. Through this conversation, she roughly understood that the sect leader supported her.

After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "If I were to kill someone who follows the will of Heaven, would a bolt of lightning strike me?"

Sect Leader Fang imagined this scene, as if he saw a tiny figure being roasted over charcoal, then being struck by lightning and fleeing for his life. He chuckled and said:

"Fate cannot be destroyed, but karma can!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Wuyao's eyes lit up, and she smiled, understanding what it meant.

"Sect Leader, I understand."

As soon as these words were spoken, the door of the Enlightenment Hall suddenly opened, as if to see the guest off, as if to say, "If you've grasped the truth, get out of here."

Zhu Wuyao quickly replied:

"Sect Leader! There's one more thing. My rather clever mule, could it possibly do something wrong?"

"Could you please do a divination for me and see where it is so I can go and catch it?"

The next second, Zhu Wuyao found herself standing in the doorway.

With a "bang," the door slammed shut.

……

It's impolite to knock on a door that's not open to you...

She had a headache.

Since Sect Leader Fang didn't say anything, it probably means there's nothing seriously wrong, right?

This mule probably won't do anything wrong or harm the world, right?

Or perhaps this is my destiny, and maybe one day someone will suddenly jump out and stab me in the back, claiming that my mule wronged him and that he has come to seek revenge...

hiss--