I Rule Fortune-Telling Livestreams-Chapter 107: Who Are You?

"Who are you really? Why are you hiding your true face?" Shen Zhiyao asked, puzzled.

"What? Are you that interested in my real face?" His voice was tinged with a hint of amusement.

Shen Zhiyao was very confused. ’He won’t show his face... could it be because he’s too ugly?’

But last time, just a glimpse of his eyes had been enough to startle Shen Zhiyao.

’How could someone with such beautiful eyes have an ugly face?’

Shen Zhiyao said coolly, "This might be a bit forward, but I’m still curious about what you really look like. And who are you really? Your identity can’t be as simple as just a ’little assistant.’"

"Alright." The assistant agreed to Shen Zhiyao’s request once again.

His reaction made Shen Zhiyao even more curious. "You’re being surprisingly agreeable."

He didn’t answer her question. Instead, he pulled a pendant out from under his collar. Hanging from it was a key whose power far surpassed that of the Silver White Spirit Stone.

If the Magic Artifact in Chen Xu’s hand could hide his tracks and block any attack from someone below the Nascent Soul stage, then the pendant hanging around his neck was ten times more powerful than that Spirit Stone. Even a fully charged attack from a Divinity Transformation Stage expert wouldn’t necessarily be able to break this Magic Artifact.

’No wonder he can hide his face and make everyone overlook him. It’s because he has a treasure like this on him.’

Legend had it that the Wudang Mountain Master had personally descended from the mountain to fight in the war for the sake of peace, purifying the resentful energy of a region so the common people could live in tranquility.

’It seems the rumors weren’t false after all.’

’I just wonder what kind of expert that Mountain Master is. Could he be like me, also from two thousand years ago?’

"Wudang Mountain has two Magic Artifacts. One is the Spirit Stone stolen by Chen Xu, and the other is the key, which I’m wearing. I’ve had a special fate since I was a child, making me susceptible to attacks from ghosts and monsters, so I need this Magic Artifact."

’So that’s how it is! No wonder I couldn’t see his true face. It’s because he has a treasure protecting him!’

And the abundant Spiritual Power Shen Zhiyao had felt before also came from this key.

Shen Zhiyao asked curiously, "This key you’re wearing around your neck... is it part of a matching set for a couple?"

At her question, a faint blush rose on the assistant’s cheeks, but he still said with a cold expression, "It is not!"

Shen Zhiyao caught this subtle change in his emotions but chose not to point it out.

The assistant didn’t waste any time. He directly took the key from around his neck, and his true face was revealed.

It was a face so divine it defied the heavens, a masterpiece that looked as if Nuwa herself had been showing off.

Forget this era; even back in the age when everyone practiced cultivation, with their pristine appearances and well-defined features, there had never been anyone as indescribably handsome as the man before her.

Even the most beautiful jade would pale in comparison when placed beside him.

His eyes were like stars, his face like a peach blossom. The moment he looked back, her heart skipped a beat.

The instant she saw his real face, Shen Zhiyao was hit by an overwhelming sense of déjà vu.

Her heart, usually as calm as still water, was now stirred into a thousand crashing waves.

She felt as if something incredibly important had been wiped clean from her memory.

As for him, the moment he revealed his true face, he stared at her with a burning intensity. He saw the confusion and conflict in her eyes, longing for Shen Zhiyao to remember him, yet fearing that she would.

Feeling the change in her own heart, Shen Zhiyao was baffled. ’Just because he’s good-looking, I’m suddenly feeling this strange, thousand-year-old sense of weariness? That’s ridiculous!’

’Yes! That must be it. Why else would I have such a strange feeling?’

Having reasoned it out, she felt a sense of relief, and her gaze toward him grew considerably colder.

The man looked at her cold gaze, and a wave of sorrow washed over him. ’Two thousand years... she’s really forgotten everything.’

Shen Zhiyao’s emotions calmed, and she spoke more boldly. "Well now, what a cool and otherworldly, traditionally handsome young man. Do you always wear that key because you’re afraid you’re so handsome you’ll get forcibly kissed on the street? If you went out with that face, all the young ladies on the street would line up to give you a peck!"

She swore that her words had been a sincere compliment.

But she saw that he had become a little shy, the tips of his ears turning a faint red.

It made her feel like some sort of hooligan.

And he, in turn, was acting like a bashful maiden, showing none of the vicious decisiveness he had when killing just moments before.

Thinking of how he had killed earlier, Shen Zhiyao asked, "From the looks of it, this isn’t your first time killing someone, is it? Aren’t you afraid of trouble finding you?"

A faint smile played on his thin lips, his eyes as bright as moonlight, but his words were exceptionally ruthless. "I was the one who killed him, but weren’t you the one who wanted him dead? If we’re really going to assign blame, you’re the mastermind!"

Shen Zhiyao: "!!!"

In that instant, she had the distinct feeling she’d been set up.

The smile on his face grew even brighter as he gently patted her head. "I’m just kidding! I dare to kill in defiance of the law because we at Wudang Mountain have special privileges. It won’t cause any trouble."

Shen Zhiyao snorted coldly. "Did you think I would have any trouble?"

He put away his smile and extended his hand with great solemnity. "My name is Chen Yan, the current Mountain Master of Wudang Mountain."

’This man’s background is really something else!’

Shen Zhiyao just hadn’t expected the legendary, mysterious Wudang Mountain Master to be a young brat who wasn’t even fully grown.

Shen Zhiyao graciously shook his hand. "My name is Shen Zhiyao!"

The moment their fingertips touched, his hand trembled imperceptibly—perhaps from excitement, perhaps from sorrow.

Shen Zhiyao didn’t notice his emotional shift; she was just curious about the key hanging around his neck.

In the Cultivation World, she had also made such Magic Artifacts. When she got bored with her Cultivation, she would shatter them to watch the Spiritual Power fall in that instant.

But in the current world, Spiritual Energy was too thin, and Magic Artifacts were rare. A top grade magic artifact like this was even rarer. To see the fall of Spiritual Power again would be incredibly difficult.

The next moment, with a BANG, the Spiritual Artifact was instantly shattered. As it exploded, countless shooting stars streaked across the sky. Specks of silvery-white light fell from above, glowing brilliantly in the night, a beautiful and magnificent sight.

Shen Zhiyao’s expression changed. "What are you doing? That was a top grade magic artifact, and you just smashed it?"

But Chen Yan simply asked, "Was it beautiful?"

Shen Zhiyao was stunned for a moment. "Beautiful... yes, it was beautiful, but the Magic Artifact is broken... Don’t you feel bad about it?"

"I don’t. I was just a little curious what it would look like when a Magic Artifact shattered." Chen Yan nodded, very satisfied with the sky full of light specks. "The moment a Spiritual Artifact shatters really is beautiful."

With that, he stepped over the glass-like fragments and walked into the pitch-black courtyard. He moved under the sky full of light specks until his figure eventually disappeared.

The specks of light in the sky seemed to fall endlessly, a continuous stream.

Shen Zhiyao looked up, remembering her time as the State Preceptor. Although she had no major worries, the sheer complexity of her duties was always exceptionally vexing.

Whenever she felt bored, she would shatter an expensive Spiritual Artifact to watch the beautiful spectacle of falling light.

Every time a Spiritual Artifact exploded, a strange feeling would rise in her heart, and she would always feel inexplicably happy.

Later on, when her Cultivation reached the highest stage, all her friends had left her side.

In the end, she died, targeted by all.

When her time of crisis came, not a single person stood by her side. That was the most tragic part of all...