413 Laughing in the Face of Stirred Fates (2/2)

”I, Su Meng, promise that I'll sell the True Emperor Seal to one of the princes in exchange for something that is of equal value...” Meng Qi began to take the oath.

Just then, Sikong Tu's pupils darkened and little rays of light appeared in them. The rays connected into constellations as if they were a starry sky.

Meng Qi suddenly lost senses of his surroundings as if he had inexplicably entered a void. Chaos surrounded him with constellation-like lines of light emerging and reentering the void. The faintly discernible lights occasionally twisted to form a mass.

Sikong Tu's figure floated before his eyes. The lines of light spread out to form a spider's web.

Sikong Tu stared at Meng Qi, his voice ringing in the void. ”Don't worry. This is a simple karmic trick I've learned from one of my excavations. I'm just worried you wouldn't put all your heart into this. That's why, with your approval, I've transferred my karmic fate to you. If you fail in your task, the karma will weigh on you and make it difficult for you to achieve the Exterior Scenery.”

Since Meng Qi had made the Soul-Pledging Oath, he was naturally willing to accept this fate.

The transfer of karmic fates...

To reap Sikong Tu's rewards and bear his karma...

Suddenly, he recalled his memory of disguising as Second Young Master Tang with exceptional clarity. He seemed to have gotten one step closer to unraveling the mystery of the last stroke of the Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship, the Cause and Effect Link.

The Blade of Anavakara!

Meng Qi completed the oath, saying, ”I can give up half of the reward. I ask only for the chance to learn the mystic technique I just saw!”

With this mystique technique, it wouldn't just be a pipe dream to cultivate the Karma Fruit!

Undoubtedly, Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms would possess this mystique technique but looking for it in the Exchange List would be akin to searching for a needle in the haystack. It would be extremely difficult to look for it without any clues!

Sikong Tu was first stunned but instantly smiled. ”Very well then! My wife knows this technique. When you're done, you can learn it from her in exchange for the reward.”

A loud crack filled the void. A glimmering star, threaded by a faintly-lighted thread connecting to Sikong Tu glided through the space of myriad colors and light toward Meng Qi. Given his speed, he could have avoided the star if he wished to. But he merely waited quietly for the approaching light.

With the burden of Sikong Tu's karma, he felt an inexplicable heaviness weighing on him. Visions of the Crown Prince, Prince Jin, and others crossed his mind. He also saw Sikong Tu's family and residence. It was as if all these memories and karma were his own!

The air about Meng Qi instantly changed and the Eight Nine Mysteries spell activated on its own. He felt as if he was Sikong Tu himself.

With Sikong Tu's karma, Meng Qi would be able to emulate him!

Sikong Tu widened his eyes, unable to believe the scene before him. He felt like he was looking into a mirror.

What was going on? But before he could think any deeper, he plunged into darkness.

The mystic technique of transferring karmic fates was mysterious indeed. Truly, one couldn't judge a book by its cover. No wonder Sikong Tu could escape Gu Xiaosang's ambush... Meng Qi opened his eyes just in time to see Sikong Tu combust into flames. The fire came from within him and instantly consumed him. Meng Qi suspected that it was the countercharge from transferring his karmic fate.

Very soon, only a small, golden seal remained in his place. In the end, Sikong Tu still lied! He had been carrying the seal all along!

The seal was engraved with scenes of agriculture, rivers, and mountains on all sides. Though it was small, it exuded a sense of grandeur. Meng Qi looked at 'culprit' behind the turbulent affairs in Ying City, feeling as if he couldn't quite believe his eyes.

Others had been turning the world upside down for this treasure, yet he had merely stumbled upon it...

Wild imagination crossed his mind.

He imagined pretending to be Sikong Tu and continuing to fan the flames of chaos. He would find an opportunity to lure the Crown Prince, Prince Jin, the Myths, and the Luo Denomination into a fight! He would have them fight each other like a bunch of rabid dogs!

Meanwhile, he would stay in the shadows as the mastermind. He would watch them fight to their deaths as he sips his wine leisurely!

Thinking about this, he couldn't help smirking. He then wiped his mouth and straightened out his expression. He quietly said to the seal,

”Rest assured. I'll definitely strike a favorable deal with the prince.”

Though it was fun to imagine, he was nonetheless not an impulsive person. Since the safest and most appropriate path was laid before him, why would he take unnecessary risks? Why would he risk his life to stir trouble among Exterior experts?

Besides, his oath was only about selling the treasure. It didn't matter who the buyer was!

Furthermore, if Sikong Tu and the seal disappeared, the Crown Prince, Prince Jin, and the Myths would likely suspect each other of getting the seal. They would probe each other, eventually resulting in conflicts.

In the next few days, he would hide the seal properly and laugh as the drama unfolds!