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Twelve days after Wang Sheng and Lishang departed, Yao Xingzi sat on a meditation cushion by the window of his small tower and stared at several jade slips forming a hexagram on the floor. His already aged, deeply lined face was now drawn tight.
Glimmers flickered across the jade slips, which were tinged with a pale-red glow.
The hexagram was still inauspicious.
Yao Xingzi muttered, "It shows an inevitable calamity arising from within the walls, manifesting through external enemies."
With a heavily worried expression, he formed hand signs and calculated for a while longer. He then rose and slowly walked to the window. From where he stood, he could see most of the Xinghai Sect.
The sunset covered the horizon in blazing clouds. Several groups of celestial birds circled the mountains as they prepared to return to their nests.
A sweep of flowing light suddenly shot out from the edge of the sect's grand array. Before it even arrived, Linyuan, who was in a Daoist robe, leaped out and rushed toward the window of the small tower. His old face was filled with panic.
"Sect Master! Lishang and Kachew—"
Yao Xingzi raised a hand, gesturing for him to quiet down. He then signaled him to enter...
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