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“Oh? Great misfortune? Just how bad is it?” Li Xiaofei asked calmly, his expression unmoved.
The blind fortune-teller’s head swayed from side to side as he said, “A single step forward leads to the Asura Hell; a single step back, a bottomless abyss.”
“Then am I not already trapped in a hopeless dead end?” Li Xiaofei responded lightly.
The fortune-teller nodded and grinned. “Exactly. One wrong step leads to another. You’re already beyond salvation. You might as well end it here and now; slice your own throat where you stand. That way, perhaps you can avoid the endless torment of heavenly thunder, hellfire, blood blades, and bone swords.”
“Bullshit!” Li Yiyun could no longer hold back as he cursed, “You old bastard! Tired of living, are you? How dare you curse our teacher like that… Damn it, you want me to smash your filthy little fortune-telling stall?”
He started stepping forward. But the old monster quickly grabbed him.
“Hold your temper,” the old monster said quietly, “This man is Mo Wenli, elder of the Douling Sect, one of the Sixteen Immortal Sects. His title is Burial-Immortal Hex Divination. He’s not telling fortunes; he’s casting curses. Anyone who falls under his curse will have their...
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