Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey!

Chapter 1456: Chapter 331: Yuan Sanjia: My Three Trigrams Can Decide the Fate of the World

Peng Yingyu said: ”Haha, I didn’t expect to have my own trigram, thank you, Master Yuan.”

Yuan Sanjia replied: ”Haha, there’s no need for such words between us, let me see how your fate unfolds.”

With that, Yuan Sanjia took out a turtle shell and began casting the trigram. The sound of moving copper coins was heard, and after a moment, Yuan Sanjia stopped.

He opened the trigram and said: ”The main trigram is the Xun Trigram, symbolizing wind, which means smoothness, yet there’s a path of unsmoothness.”

”The guest trigram is the Dui Trigram, symbolizing a marsh, indicating unsmoothness; smoothness and unsmoothness lie in a single thought!”

Yuan Sanjia looked up at Peng Yingyu and said: ”So, Old Peng, your trigram is the twenty-eighth hexagram in Yi Ching’s 64 Trigrams, called the Great Exceeding Hexagram, also known as Lake Wind Great Excess, withered willow blossoms, the old man begets a daughter, no profit.”

”Your current state is clearly trapped in a marsh. If a noble helps you, great enlightenment is possible, but if you continue to struggle in the marsh, used by villains, you might only become a pile of bones and live a wasted life.”

Upon hearing Yuan Sanjia’s words, Peng Yingyu laughed: ”A pile of bones might not be a bad destination after all.”

Yuan Sanjia smiled in response: ”It seems, Old Peng, you’ve understood. In that case, I won’t say more, but Old Peng, you still need to be careful!”

Peng Yingyu laughed: ”Hahaha, thank you, Mr. Yuan, for your guidance.”

After Yuan Sanjia and Peng Yingyu finished, the Master of Tang Sect, Tang Tong, smiled and cupped his hands, saying: ”Master Yuan, I’ve heard you cast three trigrams a day. Now that two have been cast, how about you give the last one to me?”

Yuan Sanjia was taken aback, looked at Tang Tong and said: ”Hahaha, Tang Tong, you are not worthy to ask for a trigram!”

Tang Tong’s expression changed: ”Master Yuan, what do you mean by that? Is it that you look down on me, Tang?”

Yuan Sanjia replied: ”Yes, you’re correct. I do look down on you. The Tang Sect engages in the business of killing and looting, lacking righteousness and loyalty; they are the most despicable fellows. My trigrams say, ’Do more good deeds and commit less murder.’ When the ancestors created the Tang Sect, they left the words ’Save the world and the people.’ Have you Tang Sect members forgotten?”

Tang Tong’s face turned black: ”How dare we forget the ancestor’s teachings!”

Yuan Sanjia said: ”Haha, that’s good then, that’s good. Therefore, this trigram is better left undisclosed.”

Tang Tong took a deep breath and said: ”Very well, if Master Yuan won’t grant me a trigram, I won’t force it.”

Hmph!

Tang Tong was displeased in his heart but dared not vent it, for Yuan Sanjia was indeed a renowned figure, and no one dared to provoke him.

Yuan Sanjia walked around and finally came to Feng Hongyuan’s side, saying: ”Miss, how about I gift you this last trigram?”

Feng Hongyuan was taken aback: ”Me?”

Yuan Sanjia nodded, leaving Feng Hongyuan puzzled, surprised that such a prominent figure’s sought-after trigram could be granted to her.

Yuan Sanjia chose to leave this final trigram for Feng Hongyuan because she was a descendant of Feng Xuewen and chosen as the heir of the Witch Clan.

Yuan Sanjia highly respected Feng Xuewen, a mere scholar who went against destiny, harnessing the literary energy of the world, capturing the essence of creation, and entered the Land Immortal Realm in a single day, considered invincible.

This world’s literary energy totals eight dou,* Feng Xuewen held seven, leaving one for the rest of the world!

Due to his respect for Earthly Immortal Feng Xuewen, Yuan Sanjia was willing to give this opportunity to Feng Hongyuan.

Feng Hongyuan was very thrilled, looking at Yuan Sanjia, who then said: ”Do you wish to ask about your marriage?”

Hongyuan shook her head: ”Master, I do not ask about marriage, I merely wish to know which path our Witch Clan should take in the future.”

Upon hearing this, Yuan Sanjia chuckled and said: ”Didn’t expect a young Nuwa such thoughts of compassion. Thus, let me offer some advice.”

At this moment, Yuan Sanjia didn’t use a turtle shell, instead he took a copper coin and handed it to Feng Hongyuan: ”Take it, shake it twice for me.”

Feng Hongyuan immediately took it, shook it twice, and then placed it in Yuan Sanjia’s hand.

Yuan Sanjia squeezed it once and then said: ”I won’t interpret the trigram for you, but I’ll give you a sentence, just remember it.”

Feng Hongyuan looked at Yuan Sanjia, who then said: ”Let those who must leave, leave; do not keep those who shouldn’t stay; being true to yourself is the best arrangement for the Witch Clan!”

”Let those who must leave, leave; do not keep those who shouldn’t stay; be true to oneself?”

Feng Hongyuan was puzzled, not understanding Yuan Sanjia’s meaning, to which he replied: ”Soon you will know.”

With this, Yuan Sanjia spoke to everyone, all conflicts seemed set aside. Yuan Sanjia said: ”Ladies and gentlemen, our goal for this journey was to find the Witch God Inheritance. Now, with the Witch God Inheritance passed on by the Feng Family descendants, it’s time to depart.”

Upon finishing his statement, Liu Futong immediately clasped his hands: ”Alright then, our Zoroastrian Sect’s parting ends here. Farewell, everyone.”

With that, Liu Futong left with Han Miaozhen, who cast a fierce look at Chen Jie before departing, indicating their issues were not resolved.

Thus, Han Miaozhen turned to leave, and Chen Jie watched her back with cold eyes.

Next time we meet, Han Dharma King, we shall determine fate!

Chen Jie contemplated silently, as Tang Sect’s Tang Tong said: ”Then we Tang Sect have no more business here, farewell.”

After speaking, Tang Tong directly departed, encountering the fleeing Ming Yuzhen on the way, and left with him.

Next was King Qi, and finally, Chen Jie and his party, soon all were gone from Wushen Valley, no longer lingering.

*Note: ”dou” is an ancient Chinese unit of measure, typically for dry grain.