Chapter 270 – Past and Present Fate (Part Two) (1/2)

Chapter 270 - Past and Present Fate (Part Two)

The sound of the zither wrapped around her body.

She could not see the person who played the zither, and could only hear its sound. However, she could not tell where it was coming from.

The person who played the zither... where was he?

It was a song, that's all.

She took out a square plate and placed it down in front of her.

What that square plate was made of was a mystery, but it was darker than pig iron, yet it was somewhat more gentle than iron. It was like black jade, yet it was somewhat stronger than jade.

The surface of the black square plate was covered with many complicated patterns and lines. If someone who understood them looked at these patterns, they would most likely think of those fake daoists outside the Li Palace that would swindle money from others by pretending to tell fortunes.

Yes, this was a Fated Star Plate used to deduce one's fate.

The intersections of those lines were all positions of stars. Moreover, in the entire continent, only she and a few other experts could understand that the lines were the trajectories of the stars.

Her two hands rested on the Fated Star Plate, then they began to move. They flowed over the plate naturally, like the wind that called the clouds around the cliff, like the phoenix which bathed its wings in the ocean.

As her hands moved, the patterns and lines on the Fated Star Plate began to move with them. The speed at which the countless rings turned were not the same. Some were fast and some were slow, making it extremely complex. If someone stared at it for a long time, then perhaps the person’s eyes would grow blurry or maybe he might even swoon into unconsciousness. However, she did not. She calmly examined the Fated Star Plate, her eyelashes unmoving, not missing even the subtlest change of those patterns.

After who knows how long had passed, she ended her deductions and calculations, and put away the Fated Star Plate. Taking several steps away from the tree, she took out her long bow, nocked an arrow, then shot it towards the end of the path.

With a whoosh, the cliffs in the night were suddenly shocked awake.

The vibration of the bowstring caused that solitary tree to sway even more, as if it had been chopped down.

Then, another long period of time passed.

Nothing changed. It was as if that arrow had disappeared into the void. She lifted her head to stare into the night sky at the place where the arrow had disappeared, and pondered in silence for a very long time.

This was her arrow. Regardless of how powerful the enemy was, even if it was a Star Condensation expert, it still would not disappear without a sound. At the very least, there should be an echo.

For there to be no echo meant that there were two possibilities. Tonight, her enemy's strength far surpassed her own, or the position that she had calculated was incorrect.

The former was impossible, because this was the Garden of Zhou. Furthermore, if the demons had sent an expert like a demon general, there was no need to wait. He should have long ago taken action.

Then it meant that her calculation were incorrect. She was extremely confident in her deductions. If she really had calculated it wrong, then there was only one possibility. There was a problem with the positions of the stars themselves.

At this moment, she thought of the same sentence that Chen Changsheng had thought of in the front mausoleum of the Mausoleum of Books.

The positions are relative.

The 'relative' indicated that space was relative, that distance was relative. If the space was not real, then there was no way to calculate. So the positions in the space were naturally also impossible to calculate.

Was the solitary mountain path's original destination a false space? Was that clear sound of the zither welcoming her to a land of death—is that why it was so joyous?

She put her hands behind her back and walked over to the cliff edge. As she stared at that distant plain, she began to think.

If the Black Dragon had seen this, then she would definitely understand why that Divine Empress so heavily doted on this white-clothed young lady. It was because her appearance now was very similar to that of the young Divine Empress.

However, the Black Dragon could not see it.

In her eyes, once that young lady had walked under the tree, she had not moved once. She had not taken out her Fated Star Plate to make deductions, and she had not fired an arrow into the night.

Night had finally come to the world outside of the Garden of Zhou as well.