Yu Daohen was somewhat puzzled. Wouldn't this situation improve with time? Why wait another five days?
If this action were to be leaked, wouldn't it increase the danger of the mission?
The meeting was almost over, and Yu Daohen looked at Shi Bingzhi beside him.
Finally, he could get the answer he wanted.
During the Fengtian Assembly, Shi Bingzhi had said that when Zhou Fu's life ended, he would come to collect the payment for the cleaver that had been sent.
But a year had passed, and Shi Bingzhi had never come to the shop to collect the cleaver payment.
Therefore, Yu Daohen had held onto a sliver of hope, believing that Zhou Fu was not dead.
For a year, Yu Daohen had imagined countless times that Zhou Fu would suddenly appear at the shop, with that honest smile on his face, calling him Master!
When the meeting ended, Yu Daohen stood up and walked to Shi Bingzhi, eager to ask the question in his heart, "Brother Shi, my disciple..."
Before Yu Daohen could finish, he saw Shi Bingzhi raise his hand to stop him, a smile appearing on his face, "Master Yu, please don't get agitated. Let's go out and talk as we walk."
Yu Daohen nodded, and the two of them walked out of the conference hall towards the resting area.
As they walked down the corridor, Yu Daohen could no longer contain himself and asked, "Brother Shi, my disciple isn't dead, is he!?"
Seeing Yu Daohen's excited demeanor, Shi Bingzhi waved his hand, signaling him to calm down, and said, "That's right, I calculated it, and this kid actually didn't die!"
Hearing this, the suppressed excitement in Yu Daohen's heart finally erupted.
Silly boy, no matter where you are now, Master will find you.
But Shi Bingzhi's tone shifted, and his voice became serious, "But this divination is very strange!"
Upon hearing this, seeing Shi Bingzhi's serious expression, Yu Daohen's smile faded as he asked, "What's strange about it?"
Shi Bingzhi began to explain, "Master Yu, I once said that the kid would die in the near future, and I would come to collect the cleaver then, right."
Yu Daohen nodded, "Yes, perhaps you miscalculated at the time."
Shi Bingzhi shook his head with certainty, "My pronouncements on life and death are absolute, my divine calculations determine destiny. Once the cleaver was sent, fate was sealed, and there could be no mistake."
Yu Daohen was suddenly shaken, his joy vanishing. "Brother Shi, what do you mean?"
If the divination at the time was correct, then it could only mean that this current divination was wrong.
Shi Bingzhi saw what Yu Daohen was thinking and said, "One of the two divinations must be false. If the former is correct, then the latter must be wrong."
Yu Daohen's pale face was expressionless, but his heart was in agony, as if being gnawed by ants. He stood there stunned.
After a long while, he slowly said, "Then, Brother Shi, you mean my disciple has truly passed on."
Shi Bingzhi shook his head, also finding it inexplicable, "This is exactly what I wanted to tell you. This second divination is also not wrong!"
"Not wrong?" Yu Daohen was confused. Although he couldn't divine, he knew it was impossible for two divinations to yield different results.
If they were different, it could only mean that one of the divinations was wrong.
Shi Bingzhi nodded, "Yes, this second divination is also not wrong. I also thought I had miscalculated, so I consulted senior experts in our field. I consulted almost everyone, but without exception, the answer they gave was that your disciple did not die!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Daohen's brow furrowed, "This is impossible. If the first divination could not be wrong, then only the latter must be wrong."
It was like adding three and two. Fate was like an accelerator; it calculated the result as five, while Shi Bingzhi and the others calculated it as four.
Shi Bingzhi also found it somewhat inexplicable, "This is precisely the strange part – neither divination is wrong!"
After speaking, Shi Bingzhi suddenly thought of something, and his eyes fixed on Yu Daohen with seriousness, "Master Yu, I suspect your disciple is not human at all!"
Yu Daohen shook his head and affirmed, "Impossible, that kid is definitely human."
Shi Bingzhi was full of confusion. He was also baffled by these two divinations.
He had met Zhou Fu, and he was indeed a living human.
But why would such strange divinations appear?
To understand these two divinations, Shi Bingzhi had sought advice from people everywhere for a year, but the answer he received was always that the kid was not dead!
But he didn't know why these strange divinations appeared.
Yu Daohen looked at Shi Bingzhi, all he wanted to know now was whether Zhou Fu was still alive. "Brother Shi, is my disciple dead or alive?"
Shi Bingzhi nodded with certainty, "Not dead, but not human!"
Yu Daohen looked confused, "Do you mean he's possessed by some ghost or monster?"
Shi Bingzhi shook his head, "Being possessed by a ghost or monster doesn't count as him being alive."
Shi Bingzhi's meaning was obvious: Zhou Fu could not possibly be possessed by anything.
Hearing this, Yu Daohen was relieved. No matter why the divination showed this, as long as the kid was still alive, that was enough.
The two of them continued their conversation as they walked to the resting area.
Seeing Yu Daohen, Zhou Fu stepped forward and approached them.
Shi Bingzhi glanced at Zhou Fu beside him, then looked at Yu Daohen, and cupped his hands, "I will continue to investigate the divination related to Zhou Fu. Farewell for now."
Yu Daohen nodded and cupped his hands in return, "If you find anything, you must tell me. Farewell for now."
Shi Bingzhi nodded, turned, and walked away.
Watching Shi Bingzhi's retreating back, Zhou Fu looked at Yu Daohen with confusion, "Sect Master, is Senior Brother Zhou Fu not dead yet?"
Yu Daohen couldn't suppress the smile on his face, his expression beaming with joy, "Yes, this rascal is not dead."
"That's great. When Senior Brother returns, I'll have a good spar with him," Zhou Fu said with a smile, his face full of happiness.
But his heart was pounding wildly!
Resentment, anger, envy, shock, confusion...
These emotions made Zhou Fu's heart race.
Why, why!
Didn't Zhou Fu already die? Why did he suddenly come back to life?
Impossible, absolutely impossible!
If he was still alive, it was impossible that he hadn't returned to the sect or the shop even once in the past year.
Even if there were reasons he couldn't return, there shouldn't be no news at all.
If he didn't want to return, then why let the Sect Master know he wasn't dead now?
Why could he make the Sect Master wait a year to take on a disciple?
Why!
If he had truly died and would never return, wouldn't that be better!
A flicker of killing intent arose in Zhou Fu's heart.
Seeing Zhou Fu's unpleasant expression, Yu Daohen asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Were you injured in the fight just now?"
Zhou Fu shook his head and said worriedly, "Sect Master, will the Yan Shu Sect retaliate against us?"
Yu Daohen smiled faintly and shook his head, "No, the Yan Shu Sect suffered heavy losses six months ago, and they've now sent two hundred disciples to provide support. Their main goal now is to recruit experts from all sides, and they don't have the time to deal with us."
The Yan Huo Sect, with Hao Tian Fist as its guardian, was afraid that Zhang Xiaoqiang wouldn't dare to come.