Hyperdimensional Universe: I have Three Thousand Ultimate Talents-Chapter 249 - 143: The Wine Sword Immortal

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Chapter 249: Chapter 143: The Wine Sword Immortal

Translator: 549690339

Nie Feng was Xiong Ba’s disciple, known as the God of the Wind, and his leg martial arts was very profound, but Jiang Ming could see from afar that he was kicked away by Zhou Tian.

Bu Jingyun and Qin Shuang besieged Zhou Tian, but they were both repelled by his palm strikes and punches.

Xiong Ba’s three great disciples were badly injured in the blink of an eye.

“Three Parts Returning Yuan Qi!”

Enraged, Xiong Ba made his move. He reached out and gathered the surrounding Primal Qi, condensing it into a sphere that he hurled at Zhou Tian.

The Primal Qi was violent, and its attack power terrifying.

This was one of Xiong Ba’s trump cards. However, Zhou Tian sneered and easily caught the sphere in his hand. To Xiong Ba’s astonishment, Zhou Tian crushed the sphere with a squeeze.

“The leader of the mighty Tianxia Association is just this…”

Zhou Tian shook his head in disappointment.

In a flash, he created nine afterimages, giving Xiong Ba no opportunity to retaliate. Zhou Tian kicked him away, sending him crashing into a rock wall.

“sixth Level Peak, too weak!”

Zhou Tian was somewhat disappointed.

Although he had just recently entered the Sixth Level Peak.

At this time, Jiang Ming had also arrived.

“Mud Bodhisattva…” Xiong Ba covered his chest and looked at Zhou Tian with a wary gaze. Seeing Jiang Ming coming, his pupils shrank.

However, he stared at Mud Bodhisattva first and said angrily, “Is it you who’s plotting against me?”

“It’s not me; it’s fate!” Mud Bodhisattva sighed, “When you asked me to predict your fate, I already knew that you were cunning and crafty. Once I had given you a ten-year life prediction, I would be killed by you. I only predicted ten years for you: A golden-scaled being is no ordinary thing; once it meets the wind and clouds, it will become a dragon. Sure enough, fate allowed you to encounter Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun, making them your disciples, boosting your Qi Luck, and rapidly expanding your territory. As a result, the Tianxia Association now occupies half of the world of martial arts.”

Despite being injured, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng risked their lives to come here. However, hearing Mud Bodhisattva’s words, they couldn’t help but reveal astonishment.

“Mud Bodhisattva, you are indeed the world’s number one fortuneteller. The fate you predicted for me is very accurate, so what about my future?” Xiong Ba couldn’t care about anything else and eagerly inquired.

He had a feeling that after today, his fate would undergo a tremendous change.

Even death!

“Sigh…” Mud Bodhisattva lightly sighed, “If everything had followed the original trajectory, your life prediction for the second half of your life would have been: Nine Heavens Dragon Roar, shocking transformation, success or failure depends on the wind and clouds. Your life will be entangled with the wind and clouds.”

“Success or failure depends on the wind and clouds?” Xiong Ba looked dumbfounded, then turned to look at Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun.

He already understood Mud Bodhisattva’s meaning: in the first half of his life, he gained the power of the wind and clouds; in the second half of his life, he will be controlled and manipulated by the wind and clouds, and ultimately die by their hands.

Bu Jingyun glared at Xiong Ba, no longer hiding the hatred in his eyes.

Now that he knew about the past, he realized that his foster father had been killed by Xiong Ba, and he had taken a thief to be his father.

Nie Feng, however, seemed a little at a loss.

“Wait, Mud Bodhisattva, you said that was the original trajectory…” Xiong Ba reacted and asked again, “What exactly do you mean?”

“The pattern of fate has greatly changed; the future is uncertain, filled with unknowns and variables; no one can say for sure what will happen!” Mud Bodhisattva said indifferently, “For instance, I originally knew that once you found me, or rather, after I gave you the first fate prediction, I would definitely be found by you when the ten-year period was up. At that time, I would have to predict your fate for the second half of your life, and then be killed by you. Fate and destiny are intertwined, and I have seen through life and death. But… fate can also change. That’s why I don’t want to die now.”

“So if the pattern of fate was unchanged, everyone would have a destiny?” Ye Hongyu frowned, “In that case, wouldn’t everyone be like a puppet on a string?” “Fate? I don’t believe in fate!” Xiong Ba’s hair and beard bristled.

Mud Bodhisattva ignored him.

Jiang Ming glanced at him and also ignored him.

Xiong Ba was a ruthless character, but unfortunately, his strength was a bit lacking. Otherwise, he might have had a chance to unify the Great Wu Territory.

“It’s a pity I couldn’t see Kong Ci giving her body to Bu Jingyun and lying in Qin Shuang’s arms, saying she likes Nie Feng.”

Jiang Ming shook his head.

As for the Tianxia Association?

Zhou Tian enjoyed playing with it.

As the leader, he expelled Xiong Ba and his three disciples. Before they left, Mud Bodhisattva said, “Nie Feng, back then, Xiong Ba challenged your father to establish his reputation. At that time, your father just wanted to live secluded and didn’t accept the challenge. So, Xiong Ba forcibly took your mother, pressuring your father to fight him near the Lingyun Cave. At that time, your father was in great turmoil and lost to Xiong Ba. He was captured by the Fire Kirin and taken to the Lingyun Cave, where he died. Your mother, out of shame, jumped into the river and died.”

The master and his disciples fell apart before they even left the mountain.

Xiong Ba left with his daughter You Ruo, his eldest disciple Qin Shuang, and Wen Chouchou. Bu Jingyun wanted to take action, but Nie Feng stopped him, and they went elsewhere.

“Mud Bodhisattva, you are quite bad!” Zhou Tian couldn’t help but laugh.

“This is their fate – entangled and inseparable,” Mud Bodhisattva sighed, “If Feng and Yun want to grow quickly, they need Xiong Ba’s help. Feng and Yun help Xiong Ba, and Xiong Ba helps Feng and Yun. Fate is truly magical.”

Ye Hongyu said, “Xiong Ba is ambitious. Aren’t you afraid he’ll take revenge if you let him go?”

“Hahaha…” Zhou Tian burst into laughter, “If he succeeds in taking revenge on me, then I would truly be a complete failure! In every aspect, he is inferior to me. If he can catch up to me in the future, it can only mean that I am a waste..”

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