The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

"Foolish!"

Yue Fuyi took a step back, coldly saying, "Then let me show you the true strength of Judgment!"

The Sword of Judgment in her hand once again slashed down against the wind.

**

At this moment, in the Di Wu Family Ancestral Home.

Di Wu Yue looked at the sky that suddenly darkened, and the sense of foreboding in her heart grew stronger.

She didn't need divination to guess that there was a great battle in the City of the World right now.

And Ying Zijin was right in the center of the conflict.

There was a sound of commotion outside the door.

"Di Wu Master!"

"Di Wu Master, please do a divination for us."

"Di Wu Master, is the situation not looking good?"

A large group of diviners and apprentices from the Hua Country Divination World gathered anxiously outside the Di Wu Family Ancestral Home.

Unlike the citizens who were still leisurely going to work and school, they also sensed the advent of doomsday.

That's why they were so anxious.

At a time like this, only the Di Wu Family could provide them with reassurance.

"Calm down, everyone, calm down." Di Wu Yue waved a hand, shouting, "Those who want to come in and observe the formation, go over there and buy a ticket, otherwise you can't enter."

Everyone turned their heads in surprise and saw that at some point, Di Wu Feng had set up a stall.

It was filled with various types of tickets.

There were even VIP tickets and regular tickets.

All the diviners: "..."

This damn doomsday, and they still don't forget to make money.

Truly worthy of the Di Wu Family.

But being able to observe Di Wu Yue arranging the formation up close, gaining a lot of knowledge was worth some money.

Everyone hurriedly paid, rushing in like a swarm.

Di Wu Yue sat on the ground, beginning to arrange the formation.

"Di Wu Master's method of arranging the formation is something we can only look up to." An old diviner stroked his beard, speaking, "If you ask who in the Hua Country Divination World has a divination ability above Di Wu Master, it's only that master who once slashed a snake on the mountain."

As he spoke, he felt envious: "If I could apprentice under this master, I would die without regrets."

"Oh, that's my dear teacher." Di Wu Yue didn't look up, continuing to arrange the formation, "My teacher treats me very well, not only giving me cookies to eat but also finding rich fools for me to swindle, don't even think about it."

The old diviner who was unexpectedly shown affection: "..."

Di Wu Yue completed the final step of the Eight Trigrams Qiankun Formation, and her expression suddenly changed.

Doomsday, it's indeed the end of the world.

But just yesterday, what she saw was an irreversible doomsday.

All of them would die.

But now, Di Wu Yue saw a glimmer of hope.

With this level of doomsday, only Ying Zijin could reverse the situation.

Di Wu Yue, like she had thought of something, immediately packed up her things and ran out with her small bag.

"Yueyue!" Di Wu Hua chased out, stopping her, "At a time like this, where are you going?"

"Second Sister, I'm going for a stroll there." Di Wu Yue pointed to the City of the World shrouding half of the Atlantic and half of the continent, "My teacher needs my help."

Aside from Di Wu Yue and Di Wu Chuan, the other members of the Di Wu Family weren't aware of Ying Zijin's identity.

Di Wu Hua only knew that Di Wu Yue had taken a master more powerful than Di Wu Chuan as her teacher, so she said, "It's dangerous there, your teacher."

"I must go." Di Wu Yue's eyes were firm, "I have to go."

Di Wu Hua couldn't stop her and could only say, "Alright, go and come back quickly."

**

The Battle of the Three Sages wasn't over yet, and half of the City of the World had already been destroyed.

The ground was crisscrossed with cracks.

All of them were carved by the Sword of Judgment.

Fu Yunshen and Ying Zijin were both injured, their arms stained with patches of blood.

Yet they stood straight, guarding this inviolable land.

"Won't you stop?" Yue Fuyi hadn't expected the two to be able to fight her for so long, growing somewhat impatient, "You should know, I haven't used my full strength yet."

Ying Zijin ignored her and looked back.

She wiped the blood from her lips, her eyes cold: "If any of you dare act like those Reverse Sages earlier, I won't forgive."

Qin Lingyu said solemnly: "Ah Ying, rest assured, we definitely won't."

Yu Xuesheng nodded: "Yes, we won't."

Giving up their strength to fall would only let the Sage's Judgment succeed, would only drive Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen insane.

This would be extremely disadvantageous in battle.

The Reverse Sages chose to give up their strength because their reverse positions were opened with Yue Fuyi's help, and they could only follow her orders.

Besides, clearly, even if they gave up their strength, they couldn't turn the tide.

There must be another way.

Xize waved a hand: "Boss, don't worry, I'm afraid to die, I cherish life."

Just as he finished speaking, a voice sounded in his ear: "Little brother, you're already injured, if you don't stop the bleeding you'll die from blood loss."

The girl's voice was soft and sticky, like a piece of toffee.

Xize turned his head, and upon seeing Di Wu Yue, was momentarily stunned: "Third-class cripple, why are you here?"

Then, his expression darkened: "It's not safe here, leave quickly!"

The battle between Sages was not something others could intervene in.

Even ancient martial artists and fortune tellers were too far off.

Di Wu Yue coming at this time was undoubtedly courting death.

Di Wu Yue looked at him for a long while before squeezing out a sentence: "I heard from my teacher you were going to throw all your money away, don't throw it away, just give it to me."

Xize: "…"

He now wanted to die.

"Enough, I won't waste words with you." Di Wu Yue took some materials from her small bag for arranging formations, "I'm here for a reason, and I'll take the opportunity to help you recover from your injuries."

She was already fast at arranging formations, completing four in a few minutes.

These Feng Shui formations conveniently helped several Sages slowly recover from their wounds.

"Hiss—" Xize raised an eyebrow, "Third-class cripple, I realize I still underestimated you. How about this, when we get back, I'll be generous and give you a car full of gold."

Di Wu Yue decisively said: "Alright, deal, I recorded this, if you don't keep your word, I'll post it online."

Xize: "..."

What kind of person is this?

"By the way, my teacher told me she still lacks strength." Di Wu Yue scratched her head, "She's missing her heart, do you know that?"

Xize had heard similar things, but not the latter sentence.

He thought Ying Zijin lacked the Divine Calculation ability of the Wheel of Destiny.

But now, Ying Zijin had already regained the power of the Wheel of Destiny.

Xize and Norton exchanged a glance, both somewhat shocked.

The Wheel of Destiny's ability was already a bug, an all-around Sage.

But surprisingly, because she was missing her heart, she lacked the most crucial strength?