Chapter 87: The Plan

The atmosphere grew heavy.

Liu Zixi’s beautiful eyes fixed on the suddenly appearing Black-Robed Figure, true energy surging quietly within her.

“Hehe, little girl, don’t be so hostile. I have a deal with that little brat.”

Liu Zixi turned to look at Qin Mu behind her.

At this point, Qin Mu could only tell the truth.

“Zixi Senior Sister, he’s right. This matter is related to me, so you don’t have to get involved.”

After all, this was an issue between transmigrators.

Since he wanted Young Master Qin dead, of course, Young Master Qin couldn’t just surrender.

“Speak. My Junior Brother’s problem is my problem.”

Liu Zixi naturally wouldn’t let Qin Mu face this alone.

Besides, this operation was for both her and her Junior Brother.

Such an opportunity couldn’t be missed.

Seeing this, the Black-Robed Figure didn’t say much.

He spread his palm, and a Formation floated above it.

“This Formation leads straight to the Royal Capital. Kid, if you encounter that guy, perhaps only you can stop him. You carry the same aura as he does.”

Qin Mu felt the Black-Robed Figure’s gaze on him grow more intense.

The same aura?

It must be because that guy, like him, was a transmigrator.

“Senior, why are you so obsessed with him? Why let me handle it instead of going yourself?”

Facing Qin Mu’s question, the Black-Robed Figure didn’t hide anything, speaking plainly.

“That brat stole my Origin Soul some time ago. If I hadn’t established deep roots here, I would’ve been reduced to ashes.”

“If I’m not mistaken, that brat has a grand plan. If it succeeds, regardless of the fate of the world, you and I will definitely suffer backlash.”

Qin Mu was stunned.

“Senior, what does this have to do with us?”

A grand plan was fine, but how did it get connected to him?

The Black-Robed Figure explained,

“That brat is using my Origin Soul. If his plan succeeds, I will become a lonely wandering spirit unable to reincarnate. As for you, kid, you share the same origin as him. If his plan succeeds, only one of you can survive.”

“You two broke the Illusory Array and killed that Demon Clan creature, allowing me to escape.”

“So, kid, are you still not going?”

How could Qin Mu not go after hearing this? With his own life at stake, he had to make the trip no matter what.

“Since Senior has said so, this brat has no reason to refuse.”

His gaze firm, Qin Mu knew he truly had to go to the Royal Capital this time.

At that moment, his palm felt warm.

The slender hand he once held now intertwined with his fingers.

He looked up, meeting the beautiful eyes of Zixi Senior Sister.

Under the moonlight, her eyes rippled like autumn water, soothing the heart.

The two gazed at each other, words unspoken yet meaningful.

Qin Mu tightened his grip on Zixi Senior Sister’s delicate hand and nodded.

“Senior, I’m ready.”

***

Two days later, Royal Capital.

In a secret chamber, a young man and a burly figure sat cross-legged.

The youth was Jing Kun, and the other was naturally Wan San.

Jing Kun held a map in his hand—it was the Imperial Capital Map, extremely precise, with various defenses clearly marked.

“This time, our plan must succeed.”

Jing Kun stared at the large red X marked on the map.

The two had gone to the place Wan San had mentioned before, encountered the sealed Demon Clan, and later ran into a Demon Clan member trying to release the one who had been suppressed.

Now, neither the Righteous Path nor the Devil Path dared to shelter Jing Kun and Wan San. The only possible refuge was with the Demon Clan.

The Demon Clan also valued Jing Kun’s unique Qi Yun and gave him a mission. If he completed it, they promised to protect him from Lu Qian’s pursuit.

Wan San rubbed his big head, both of them having an idea about the operation.

“I say, if we do this, won’t the entire Great Yu Dynasty fall into ruin?”

Jing Kun glared at Wan San.

“Don’t forget how we were hunted before. They were heartless, so don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

He put away the map and stood up, draping on a black robe.

“Alright, let’s hurry up. Tonight is the time to act.”

Not long after, as the sun set and night fell, the lights of the Royal Capital began to glow.

Even at night, the place was bustling.

Looking around, there were riverboats, brothels, taverns, teahouses, all kinds of lanterns, and vendors moving to and fro.

Although this was a world of cultivation, the Royal Capital was filled with a lively, human atmosphere.

Among the crowd, a white-robed figure stood gracefully.

Though she wore a veil to hide her face, her curvy figure and beautiful eyes made it clear she was a true beauty.

Beside her, a young man followed, holding a stick of candied haw.

He took a bite, crunching through the sweet candy coating.

Facing the bright red hawthorn, Qin Mu’s expression turned slightly sour.

Compared to hawthorn candied haw, Qin Mu preferred fruit candied haw.

He didn’t understand why others liked hawthorn so much—it was too sour for his taste.

As for chili candied haw, Qin Mu just looked at it. Eating it was out of the question.

Since he’d spent money on it, he didn’t want to waste it, so he forced himself to eat the sour hawthorn.

They had been in the Royal Capital for some time, but Qin Mu hadn’t found any news about Jing Kun.

Since he couldn’t find him, he decided to relax for the night, dragging Zixi Senior Sister out to have some fun.

Liu Zixi wasn’t very interested in such things, but seeing her Junior Brother’s expectant face, she came along anyway.

Without the supervision of the Elder Sisters and Aunt Lu, Qin Mu could finally play freely.

“Fate calculation for the heavens and earth—free if inaccurate!”

A loud cry caught Qin Mu’s ear.

Looking over, he saw a youth dressed as a Daoist sitting in a corner with two banners beside him.

One read: Fate calculation for the heavens and earth.

The other: You’re right to find me.

Qin Mu ran over.

Noticing someone approaching, the dozing youth opened his eyes.

“Young friend, here for a Fate Calculation?”

“That’s right.” Qin Mu grabbed a small stool and sat down.

Seeing a customer, the youth perked up.

“May I ask what you want to calculate?”

Qin Mu thought for a moment.

“I’m looking for someone. Can you tell me where he is now?”

“Is this person male or female?”

“Male.”

“About how old?”

“Around my age.”

“Birth Characters?”

“……”

Qin Mu was stumped.

Jing Kun’s Birth Characters—was it from this world or his previous life?

“Young friend, without the Birth Characters, it’s hard to calculate.”

The youth looked troubled.

“Ah?”

Qin Mu was disappointed.

“Here!”

A pleasant voice sounded, and a small Storage Pouch landed at the youth’s feet.

The youth looked up at the veiled woman before him, then smiled and shook his head.

“Miss, I explained clearly…”

“Open it and see.”

Liu Zixi said calmly.

The youth picked up the Storage Pouch and opened it.

His eyes widened instantly.

The next moment, the youth beamed.

“Aiyoh, since Immortal Lady has given such a generous gift, how can I refuse? Even if it costs me my life, I’ll divine it for you!”