Seven Deadly Sins System-Chapter 93: Inevitability

It took a few hours for Chu Wuyao to leave the cowardly man’s residence and when she left, she was quite satisfied with the results of her conversation with the Dao Weapon.

Even though she wasn’t able to make it recognize her as its owner, the deal that the two of them reached was good enough for her.

In fact, Chu Wuyao didn’t care very much about the fact that she could ask the Dao Weapon to take action five times.

If anything, she preferred that she would never have to use these five chances.

After all, if she did, it meant that she was actually in a dangerous situation and her life was on the line.

What Chu Wuyao really cared about was that the Dao Weapon had to answer any question she might have in the future.

Compared to its power, Chu Wuyao valued the Dao Weapon’s knowledge more.

As a Dao Weapon whose lifespan is theoretically infinite, its knowledge of the world of cultivation is unmatched, surpassing even cultivators at the Supernatural Realm.

It can be said that it is a walking, living encyclopedia.

The only thing that actually bothered Chu Wuyao was that it didn’t possess any powerful technique or skill, meaning that it couldn’t help her solve her current predicament.

Thinking of this, although she was a little unwilling, Chu Wuyao could only grit her teeth and walk towards the center of the Outer Area.

Before long, she reached the very center of the Outer Area and stood in front of a set of thatched buildings made out of oak wood.

These buildings were very small, smaller than even the houses that the outer disciples were living in.

In front of one of these buildings, an old man stood behind a wooden table, holding a book in his hand and reading it with a serious expression.

With the arrival of Chu Wuyao, the old man raised his head and looked at her.

When the old man’s gaze landed on her, Chu Wuyao felt that the old man seemed able to discover every single one of her secrets and find everything about her.

However, she quickly calmed down, knowing that this was an illusion.

Even then, she understood that this ordinary old man should be a powerful cultivator.

She was about to salute and introduce herself as well as her reason for coming here, when the old man waved his hand casually and spoke up.

"You can go in. Whether you succeed or not is up to you."

The moment he finished his words, the door of one of the thatched buildings opened and the old man lowered his head, as if he was no longer willing to pay attention to her.

Although Chu Wuyao complained about his attitude inwardly, she could only politely thank the old man and walk inside, before closing the door behind her.

The moment Chu Wuyao stepped into the building, she found that the interior of the building was actually quite big, many times larger than what it looked like from the outside.

"Is the interior of this building an entirely different space?", Chu Wuyao quickly found the reason for this massive difference.

Since the old man hadn’t told her anything, Chu Wuyao was originally a little worried about what she would meet inside the building, but in the end, she found that this space was empty.

No, to be more accurate, it was mostly empty.

The only thing inside this space was a stone tablet at its center, with countless faint marks on its surface.

These marks were traces left by swords, sabers, spears, needles, punches, etc.

Just by glancing at them, Chu Wuyao seemed to be able to see many figures attack this stone tablet.

The moment she looked at these figures, information started pouring into her mind continuously, as if it wanted to burst her brain.

However, Chu Wuyao didn’t worry at all, but instead became very excited.

Digesting this information, she found that it was what she had been looking for, the Shackles Realm Chapter of the Original Desire Sutra.

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While Chu Wuyao was accepting the information regarding the next chapter of the Original Desire Sutra, she didn’t know that at the peak of the Original Mountain, a blurry figure was standing with its hands behind its back.

This figure was Destiny, the Sect Leader of the Original Desire Sect and a cultivator surpassing the Supernatural Realm.

At the moment, Destiny was looking at the horizon and her gaze seemed able to reach every single corner of this world.

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Suddenly, Destiny’s expression changed, feeling a small fluctuation in the Original Desire Sect’s fate.

With a thought of her mind, she analyzed it and soon discovered the source of this fluctuation.

Lowering her head, Destiny’s gaze landed at the center of the Outer Area and looked into one of the thatched buildings.

"Is this the person that received the inheritance of the Mist Dragon?", she murmured in a low voice, and then, she remembered something.

"Since you helped me before, I’ll help you too and repay this debt of fate.", Destiny thought and her eyes behind the veil of sunlight glowed with a purple light.

The next moment, countless images formed in her field of vision.

These images were of a beautiful white-haired woman sitting cross legged, with an illusory lock flashing in her head.

Destiny watched calmly as cracks appeared on this illusory lock and it looked as if it would break the next moment.

Indeed, the next second, the cracks in one of these images became larger and in the end, the lock broke into tiny pieces, causing the aura of the beautiful woman to surge.

Destiny stared at this image and stretched her hand, ready to "consolidate" this image and "set" it as the future.

But before she could do so, what happened next surprised her.

In every single one of the images in front of her, the cracks on the illusory lock in the woman’s head became more severe and in the end, they all shattered.

"How could it be?", Destiny’s voice sounded, containing a hint of doubt.

Destiny knew that every single image in front of her eyes was actually an image of the future, or to be more accurate, a future possibility.

Usually, no matter how well prepared a cultivator is, there is always a certain possibility of failure when they try to break through.

This is true even for her, a cultivator surpassing the Supernatural Realm.

However, the woman in the images broke the illusory lock every single time, without failing even one time.

Essentially, this meant that it was inevitable for the woman to break through and reach the Shackles Realm.

Even though she had observed the future many times, it was the first time for Destiny to see such a thing.

This made her a little curious.

"What would happen if I personally took action right now and tried to kill her?", a strange thought arose in Destiny’s mind.

The moment this thought appeared, new images flashed in front of her, images of her taking action against the white-haired woman.

She stared at these images carefully, ready to look at the outcome, but the images in front of her suddenly shattered.

A faint fluctuation of time appeared around her and even though other people would never be able to discover it, Destiny was a cultivator that was familiar with time and instantly noticed it.

She waved her hand and wanted to calm down this fluctuation, but the next second, the image of an delicate palm flashed in her mind and before she could react, it had struck her consciousness. Read exclusive chapters at novelbuddy.com

"Blurgh!", Destiny’s mouth opened and a mouthful of blood flew out, dropping to the ground and making a loud sizzling sound.

Her aura fluctuated and it became a little unstable, but thankfully, it soon calmed down.

In the meantime, the blood that had fallen to the ground completely disappeared, as if it had been erased by an invisible eraser.

However, even though Destiny easily recovered from the injury caused by the backlash, her eyes were still a little dazed.

An illusory river flowed in her field of vision, containing countless scenes of the past, the present and the future.

Looking at this illusory river, Destiny was certain that that delicate hand that struck her didn’t come from the present, but from the future.

"The power of time...", Destiny murmured in a low voice and she fell into enlightenment.