Shennong Dao Master
Chapter 456 - 48: Ghosts Steal Vegetables at Midnight, Soul-Binding Grass Man Rises! (6K)

Chapter 456: Chapter 48: Ghosts Steal Vegetables at Midnight, Soul-Binding Grass Man Rises! (6K)

The next day, during the Mao Hour, Long Xiao, who was sleeping, suddenly felt something and climbed up, flying into the sky.

Zhao Xing, who had not yet gone to sleep, was slaughtering a turtle on the battleship when he suddenly saw Long Xiao’s figure soaring into the sky, directly entering the Gang Wind Layer with his sword.

Zhao Xing activated his Heavenly Eye Skill and kept an eye on Long Xiao’s movements. Through the Gang Wind Layer, he could see Long Xiao continuously climbing, soon reaching the 3000 meters Gang Wind Layer.

"So this is what great luck is?" Zhao Xing suddenly realized.

However, he was not worried about Long Xiao’s breakthrough.

Long Xiao was a Sword Cultivator, and even without the blessing of national fortune, making his own breakthrough, he wouldn’t face the same dangers as ordinary Seventh Grade Martial Artists.

Natural cultivation itself defies the heavens and is extremely difficult. Ordinary Seventh Grades planning to draw Gang Qi into their bodies would need to make extensive preparations, such as Protective Elixirs for preserving their viscera and organs, and success was still not guaranteed.

Within the ancient system, descriptions of cultivation breakthroughs all likened it to ’nine deaths and one life’. Naturally, those with good talent and strong family backgrounds were exceptions.

At noon, Long Xiao broke through the shackles of the Seventh Grade Earthly Evil Realm, successfully drew Gang Qi into his body, and entered the Sixth Grade Early Stage Heavenly Gang.

But the breakthrough was not yet over. Long Xiao continued to ascend and soon disappeared from the range of Zhao Xing’s Heavenly Eye Skill.

"Can’t see anymore." Zhao Xing withdrew his gaze. "With Gang Wind obstructing, even high-level Heavenly Eye Skill can only see up to 3000 meters."

At noon’s six quarters, Long Xiao flew down from the sky.

Zhao Xing reactivated his Heavenly Eye Skill and could see a small golden sword in Long Xiao’s dantian—the Heavenly Gang Sword.

Turning Gang Qi into Sword Qi, to use as one wishes, this is the difference between Sword Cultivators and ordinary Martial Artists.

After his breakthrough, Long Xiao reached the Mid-stage Heavenly Gang directly.

Zhao Xing activated his Qi Observation Method to take a look.

Above Long Xiao’s head, a column of light appeared.

"The qi is twice as high as usual, completely red with no white, this is a stable Yannian qi luck."

"The qi forming a column shape, condensed without dispersing, signifies that good fortune has just been experienced."

"There’s a hint of blue light at the center, a sign of developing towards Yansan qi luck, but he is far from reaching Yansan qi luck," Zhao Xing muttered.

The Qi Observation Method couldn’t be used on oneself, but he had a panel, so there was no need to use Qi Observation Method to view his own qi.

"Your divination was really accurate!" Long Xiao, beaming with delight, jumped onto the battleship, giving Zhao Xing a thumbs-up, "You just talked about it yesterday, and today I broke through, even reaching the Mid-stage Heavenly Gang."

"It’s not that mystical." Zhao Xing laughed, "You had already reached a bottleneck, ready to break through at any moment, and I can only calculate good or bad fortune, not specifics."

He had calculated that Long Xiao would have great luck, but didn’t know the specifics of what would entail.

"Can’t you calculate specifics?" Long Xiao asked.

"Haven’t tried that yet." Zhao Xing said. "Want to give it a shot?"

Long Xiao said, "Then calculate the outcome of the battle against the Southern Barbarians."

Zhao Xing: "...if you want me dead, just say it."

Long Xiao asked in surprise: "What do you mean by that?"

Zhao Xing gestured toward the south and then the north: "The imperial court has Fate Officers and uses the Creation Plate and Earth Mirror, constantly divining the secrets of heaven."

"The Gods Mountain of the Southern Barbarians has ten Heavenly Witches and nine heavenly extending pillars, doing the same as the imperial court."

"At this moment, the national fortunes of both sides are like two grinding stones... no, like two long rivers full of whirlpools spinning."

"If a small fry like me dared to calculate such heavenly secrets, I would immediately suffer a backlash and die explosively."

Long Xiao was taken aback: "Is it that exaggerated?"

It wasn’t surprising that Long Xiao was unfamiliar; the profession of fate was far from them.

"That’s what it says in the books, and I definitely don’t dare to try." Zhao Xing said. "Change your question, like what we’ll eat tomorrow."

"Pfft, do I even need to ask? Just go to the Fire Head Camp and find out." Long Xiao scoffed.

Zhao Xing shrugged; being in the Southern Barbarian Battlefield, there wasn’t much he could calculate.

Although the Turtle Divination Method used a spirit turtle to bear the cost, if he dared to calculate the outcome of the fight against the Southern Barbarians, not to mention a Seventh Grade Spirit Turtle, even a First-Grade one wouldn’t withstand it.

"I’m leaving, this is boring." Long Xiao planned to leave the ship.

"When you see Old Chen, ask him to come here." Zhao Xing said.

"How did you know I was going to find him?" Long Xiao asked.

Zhao Xing just smiled without saying a word.

Long Xiao had broken through to the Sixth Grade, and with his personality, wouldn’t he want to show off in front of his brothers?

Old Chen was someone he would definitely visit, and then there was Yu Ziqi, his younger brother who was still at the Seventh Grade. Wouldn’t he take this opportunity to show off while Yu Ziqi hadn’t broken through yet?

After Long Xiao left, Zhao Xing continued slaughtering turtles.

"Can’t calculate big matters, but small ones are still possible." Zhao Xing said as he looked at the cracks on the turtle shell.

At that moment, the turtle shell no longer just showed good or bad luck, but also displayed the corresponding two-hour periods and heavenly stems.

In Zhao Xing’s eyes, the turtle shell expanded, covered in divination positions.

"This divination from the Seventh Grade Turtle Plate asked about the outcome of discussions between Liao Rulong’s Unit and Nangong Ye’s Army regarding a partnership."

The result was that Nangong Ye would be persuaded and the discussions would soon bear fruit.

Turtle Coin divination originated from the Six Trigrams Scripture, but currently, only the turtle shell was available, without the special coins used by Fate Masters, Zhao Xing wasn’t sure how accurate this was.

Seeing that the turtle shell could still be used, Zhao Xing asked about the subsequent cooperation between six military units in attacking Sacrificial Soul Pass.

The question was very broad, and since it was only a drill stage of partial warfare, Zhao Xing guessed it would be successful.

"Crack crack crack"—

The cracks on the turtle shell widened, and a grayish color emerged from the flames, seemingly encountering great obstruction.

"Snap—"

At the last moment, the turtle shell finally completed its divination presentation and then completely shattered.

"Whoosh—"

The turtle shell shards scattered like blades in all directions.

Zhao Xing dodged to the side, grazed by the turtle shell on his shoulder, a tuft of hair falling down.