Library of Heaven's Path 2: Eternal Fate of the Heavens

Stabbed by a sword, Luo Ruoxin's face immediately turned deathly pale, and she spat out a mouthful of blood, extremely weakened. Her body swayed uncontrollably before she collapsed to the ground.

"Die!"

Seeing her in this state, the assassins in black charged over in unison. In an instant, the air was filled with the crisscrossing energy of blades and swords, and his wife, who had entered the Source World with him, was about to be slain on the spot!

"Ruoxin!"

With his eyes bulging with rage, Zhang Xuan swiftly moved to her side, transforming his finger into a sword and thrusting it at one of the assassins in black.

The Heavenly Destiny stirred with emotion, and a surge of strength flowed through his meridians into his palm, ready to strike. However, before he could reach his opponent, his body stumbled involuntarily, crashing through the silhouettes.

The assassin's fierce battle techniques also descended at that moment, but they had no effect on him, as though the two were not in the same dimension, the same time-space.

"This..."

Zhang Xuan came to a halt, realizing that both Luo Ruoxin before him and the assassins in the distance were like illusory figments of a dream, not truly existing.

Whoosh!

The courtyard vanished, Luo Ruoxin disappeared, the assassins in black disappeared—all traces were gone, leaving only him, still choking on water in the River of Destiny.

He hurriedly held his breath, struggling to float up, and as soon as he emerged, he saw the Hall Master of Origin looking puzzled, standing not far away, seemingly struggling to believe.

"Escaped so soon?"

Those who enter the River of Destiny are usually swayed by destiny, unable to extricate themselves. For him to awaken so quickly and break free, his talent might not be great, but his mental fortitude was definitely first-class.

Understanding this, the Hall Master of Origin's expression eased considerably, though his gaze remained cold.

"Senior, what exactly is going on here?"

Unaware of his mental shift, Zhang Xuan asked.

"Let's talk after we get out!"

The Hall Master of Origin beckoned lightly, and Zhang Xuan immediately escaped from the river, finally feeling a sense of relief wash over his entire body.

The River of Destiny belonging to Luo Ruoxin might not have had a strong flow, but it still gave him an overwhelming sense of not being in control.

"This is a glimpse into destiny!"

The Hall Master of Origin didn't hide the truth and explained.

"A glimpse into destiny?" Zhang Xuan looked perplexed.

The Hall Master of Origin nodded, "Everyone has their own trajectory of destiny. If you find the right spot, you can peer into it. For example, a lazy person who indulges in food—an ordinary person can predict what their future will look like. An individual who studies hard and diligently usually won't end up badly. A pot won't break away from the well's edge, and a general can't avoid death in battle—these are patterns, these are predictions, and ordinary people can reach such conclusions, let alone the powerful."

"Just find the person's corresponding river, project your intent into some of the more magnificent waves, and you can glimpse into the major events that will occur in the future!"

"So, our current position is in the present of destiny, the front is the future, and the back is the past?" Zhang Xuan was shocked.

"Correct!"

The Hall Master of Origin nodded, "The River of Destiny, like the river of time, has the past, future, and present. However, it can only be glimpsed, not changed. What you saw just now was me using Great Magical Power to deduce the calamity that will arise when her destiny intertwines with yours... In other words, what you just witnessed is definitely going to happen in the future."

"Going to happen?" Zhang Xuan's expression shifted slightly.

"No matter how tortuous or meandering the River of Destiny is, there will always be a specific direction it takes, just like no matter how tumultuous the river, it will eventually flow into the ocean!"

The Hall Master of Origin continued, "Of course, this is only the destination. Along the way, there will be many changes. When you entered just now, you obstructed the normal flow of the river, becoming the biggest shackles, causing her River of Destiny to lose touch with the Origin—even if I wanted to help, I would be powerless. But if you were with me..."

As he spoke, the Hall Master of Origin waved his hand lightly, and Luo Ruoxin's river merged back into the great river, in an instant returning like a dragon to the sea, an eagle soaring in the sky, utterly invigorating.

The Hall Master of Origin explained, "When a stream returns to the larger river, even with waves, it won't cause too much disruption..."

Zhang Xuan found himself at a loss for words.

How do you prevent a drop of water from drying up? Answer: Let it join the ocean.

Streams are similar.

Being too weak, encountering just a rock can lead to lots of obstacles, potentially drying up, whereas merging into the sea is different; even under the scorching sun and despite challenges, one day it can reach the other shore.

"Your talent and cultivation are both too weak. Continuing to entangle with her destiny will only lead her to lose herself and fall into an irretrievable situation."

The Hall Master of Origin concluded, "That's all I have to say! Seeing this, you must understand the gap between you. If you continue to entangle, even if Luo Ruoxin detests me, I will act and kill you. The Heavenly Destiny of Origin cannot have any omissions or dangers, let alone, someone like you is unworthy of entangling with her!"

Had it been anyone else, he would not have wasted so much effort to bring them here to observe the River of Destiny.

But it was his obedient disciple's husband!

To say this much was to hold back his anger.

"Whether I'm worthy or not, time will prove everything..." There was not a shred of fear in Zhang Xuan's eyes.

Before he could finish, the Hall Master of Origin waved his hand.

Zhang Xuan immediately felt the world spin around him, the River of Destiny before his eyes vanished, and he was back in the courtyard.

Just as he left, the Space-Time Saint appeared before the Hall Master of Origin, "You showed him the future?"

The Hall Master of Origin nodded, "Yes! I secretly looked at his destiny just now; too many things entangle him, spreading countless tendrils that reach deep into Heavenly Destiny, with no end in sight. Such a person will always be entwined with karma and unlikely to achieve much. If Luo Ruoxin, Luo Qiqi get too involved with him, I fear they too will be drawn into the abyss."

The Space-Time Saint nodded.

When someone is continuously unlucky and everything goes wrong, it's best to stay away; otherwise, you become that life-saving straw, never giving up until you sink together.

That is the malign nature of humanity.

This Zhang Xuan does have some talent, but too many entangling tributaries in his destiny will assuredly become the greatest burden.

"Do you think... these tributaries could also become a help?" Considering a possibility, the Space-Time Saint asked.

Tributaries can split and divide the river's water, but they can also converge! If all streams return to the sea, even if each tributary is weak, the accumulated many will create an ocean.

The Hall Master of Origin scoffed, "You're thinking too much... To become a tributary that can benefit Luo Ruoxin and Luo Qiqi, the connected entity would have to reach at least a Third-level Heavenly Destiny, even Second-level... Do you think, someone as insignificant as he could be related to so many important figures? Dream on!"

"That's true!"

The Space-Time Saint came to a realization.

There were only about a hundred people in the world with Second-level and Third-level Heavenly Destinies, and they all knew very well who was connected to whom. An insignificant person from a remote city wanting to connect... there's no chance.

As they spoke, the two tore through space and returned to the grand hall of the Wanxiang Sect.

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With a gentle pinch, the barrier isolating Zhang Xuan disappeared, and Luo Ruoxin and Luo Qiqi, anxious and concerned, hurried over, "Are you alright?"

The space-time had been isolated; Zhang Xuan couldn't contact them, and likewise, Luo Ruoxin and the others couldn't reach him.

Zhang Xuan shook his head.

"Luo shi, we're not going. We'll stay by your side, it doesn't matter what experts or what mighty Heavenly Destinies are out there..." Luo Qiqi bit her silver teeth tightly.

"Me too, no matter how formidable he is, having you is my entire world. Without you, what use is higher cultivation?" Luo Ruoxin nodded as well.

"Don't be foolish. Going back with these two seniors to cultivate is an opportunity for you..."

Interrupting both of them, Zhang Xuan smiled slightly.

Though continuously looked down upon and quite upset, he had to admit that there was some truth to what they said.

If something happened to him, he could still cope, but if Luo Ruoxin and the others were drawn into crisis because of him, it would be inexcusably his fault.

The two women were anxious, "But..."

"There's no but. If you want to help me, then raise your cultivation as quickly as possible. Once you become strong enough, no one will be able to stop us!"

Zhang Xuan conveyed through a message.

Luo Ruoxin and Luo Qiqi exchanged looks and nodded together.

Having come so far from the Master Teacher Continent, they knew this truth all too well.

"Okay, I agree to leave with you! As for Zhang Xuan, if his cultivation isn't sufficient, we won't meet, and naturally, there won't be any effect..." Luo Ruoxin looked at the Hall Master of Origin before her.

"I've made the same decision as Luo shi!"

Luo Qiqi nodded.

"Good!"

The Hall Master of Origin and the Space-Time Saint exchanged glances and simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

What they initially feared was that these two would insist on taking Zhang Xuan with them. Since they wouldn't meet if his cultivation was insufficient, the problem was essentially solved.

"I don't want too many people to know about what happened today... Please, forget about it."

The Hall Master of Origin waved his right hand forward, a ray of light spread rapidly, echoing around him.

His arrival with the Space-Time Saint to take disciples—if the news spread, it would undoubtedly alarm the world. Better to resolve any issues beforehand.

At his level of cultivation, erasing a person's short-term memory was fairly straightforward.

"Sorry, my Lord, but I'll keep my disciple's memories..."

Just as the light ring appeared, the voice of the Immortal Supreme, slightly apologetic, rang out.

Then, as the light reached the little yellow chick, it dispersed, not penetrating in the slightest.

"I'll also keep my disciple's memories, losing memories could affect his future cultivation..." Zhou Cang grabbed the air with one hand, and the light wave that reached Dao Li also scattered.

"My Lord, please understand..."

Feng Yuanping, Miao Huansheng, and the other experts present all took action.

"They... are your disciples?"

Watching everyone's actions, the Hall Master of Origin and the Space-Time Saint were full of confusion.

They were the last to arrive and did not know what had happened before.

"Yes!" The Immortal Supreme nodded.

"Your disciples... why are they all here?" The Space-Time Saint couldn't hold back any longer.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Because they are all students of Zhang Xuan laoshi!"

The Immortal Supreme explained, "Oh, and one is his beast pet, one is his horse..."

"???"

The Hall Master of Origin and the Space-Time Saint were simultaneously stunned on the spot.