Chapter 1784: Repeated Prediction

"[Prophets], becoming... villains?"

Jing Si had never imagined this possibility, but he was also a Divination Path practitioner, and after a little thought, he understood what the Lord meant.

Not every Divination Path practitioner can directly predict the future; most of them can only rely on their abilities to make vague judgments about the future, and Divination Path practitioners can influence each other through their abilities... For example, a high-level Divination Path practitioner can cause a low-level one to suffer a backlash, or even mislead their divination results.

If a group of Divination Path practitioners gather together, their divination results will become more chaotic. Once a powerful Divination Path practitioner with overwhelming strength appears, they can even make all other divinations become wrong... For example, calculating things that wouldn't have happened, creating panic, or using it to kill someone.

At that time, the [Prophets] would become a chaotic organization. No one would know if their divination was right or wrong, and with just a little guidance, they could be split to the point of life-and-death struggle.

"So... that Emperor forcibly scattering the [Prophets] was, to some extent, actually extinguishing the source of the disaster?" Jing Si muttered to himself.

"That person's mind is far deeper and more far-reaching than you imagine." Lord Wei sighed softly. "Sometimes, I even have a feeling..."

"What feeling?"

"Are we really worthy of the name [Prophet]?" Lord Wei paused for a moment.

"In this world, there are people who, even if they aren't Divination Path practitioners... know more and see further than we do."

"Perhaps they are the true human [Prophets]."

Jing Si didn't quite understand.

If they aren't Divination Path practitioners, how could they predict the future?

And listening to the Lord, besides that person in the imperial palace... there are others?

"Lord, what exactly did you predict?" Jing Si couldn't help but ask.

"That's the problem..." Lord Wei turned to look out the window and smiled bitterly. "About him... I can't predict anything."

"Him? Who exactly is he? Is it the Emperor?"

Lord Wei closed his eyes and did not answer.

Jing Si wanted to ask more, but a figure wearing the Chengtian Prefecture uniform walked in quickly.

"Lord Wei." The man bowed respectfully to Lord Wei, then took something from his bosom and handed it forward. "His Majesty has an edict: from now on, you need to perform a prediction every two hours... If you calculate that the moment has arrived, press the button inside immediately..."

"Leave the rest to us."

Jing Si took the object for the Lord. It was a hard, heavy black box, and nothing special could be seen... Hearing the words that followed, he immediately frowned and looked at the other person.

"Perform a prediction every two hours? Do you know what you're saying??"

"The Lord's current physical state cannot withstand such high-frequency predictions... His body and spirit will be overdrawn!"

"Besides, the Lord is a Tier 8 Divination Path practitioner. He can predict quite far into the future at once. What is the point of predicting every two hours? Could the result of each prediction change?!!"

Jing Si had never heard of such an unreasonable request in his life... Does that Emperor really not understand the Divination Path, or is he sick in the head?

"Jing Si!" Lord Wei’s face darkened.

Jing Si immediately stopped talking. He just glared angrily at the people from the Chengtian Prefecture, thinking they were all idiots.

Lord Wei waved his hand, and Jing Si lowered his head and handed over the black box. Lord Wei took the black box and said calmly:

"Wei Chen... accepts the edict."

After the people from the Chengtian Prefecture left, Jing Si immediately turned to look at Lord Wei in confusion:

"Lord! This is clearly just..."

"Alright." Lord Wei shook his head. "Jing Si, you must trust His Majesty... He must have his reasons for doing this."

Since the Lord said so, Jing Si naturally couldn't say anything more. He bowed to the Lord and turned to walk out.

Just as he was about to leave, Lord Wei suddenly spoke:

"Wait."

"Lord, what are your orders?"

"Go get some incense, get some preserved fruit for guests, and then bring my tea set... Two sets of cups. Then open the door completely, and don't close it for the next few days."

Jing Si was stunned and asked blankly: "Lord, is a distinguished guest coming?"

"...Perhaps."

Lord Wei looked at the open door with a complex expression, taking in most of Ruoshui Prison.

"I will prepare the etiquette for guests first... Whether the guest comes, and when they come... that depends on their will."

Jing Si didn't understand. The Lord's status was already so noble; what kind of guest would be worth such solemn etiquette... Should it only be the Emperor?

But the Emperor was far away in the Chengtian Realm and wouldn't come at all. So who was the Lord trying to invite?

Jing Si thought for a moment, but still responded respectfully:

"Yes, Lord, I will do it right away."

……

The shadows of the Bodhi trees swayed gently in the courtyard.

Under a locust tree in Ruoshui Prison, a figure was sitting at a simple stone table, holding a black piece in his hand, lost in thought while looking at the intersecting chessboard in front of him.

There was no opponent opposite this figure, only empty void.

A breeze blew through the courtyard, gently lifting his hair, and a pair of ruby-like eyes were as calm as water.

"Lord Red King." A figure in a black dress appeared silently behind him. "All members of the Twilight Society have arrived at Ruoshui Prison and have entered a state of lurking and waiting."

"Hmm." The figure nodded slightly. "Has Club 8 arrived too?"

"Arrived, and is currently acting with Heart 9."

"These two guys... no matter which world they are in, they like to stick together." The figure chuckled. "The new-era Twilight Society members and the old-world ghost members are now both in the Ruoshui Realm... It’s been many years since it was this lively."

"Not just us." Liu Qingyan hesitated for a moment. "We also discovered traces of the Fire-Stealers in the Ruoshui Realm."

"Hmm." Chen Ling didn't seem surprised by this at all. He waved his hand coldly.

"Don't worry about them."

Liu Qingyan thought for a long time, seemingly hesitating whether to ask about Li Laide... But seeing Chen Ling's eyes, she didn't ask further and just nodded:

"...Yes."

"There is one more thing." Liu Qingyan seemed to remember something and said solemnly, "The ghost members sent news that the Chengtian Imperial Palace ordered the Tier 8 Divination Path practitioner Wei Chen to perform a divination every two hours... This is the only thing I don't quite understand."

"The predictions of the Divination Path shouldn't change easily. If you predict once, you should be able to know the approximate awakening time of the Lord of Ruoshui... What is the point of repeated predictions?"

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There is one more chapter, it will be a little later.