The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

This can't go on any longer.

Who knows if, at the critical moment, the Wheel of Destiny might find some new way to turn the tide.

"Alright, very good." Yue Fuyi nodded, "In that case, let me show you how I'll destroy what you wish to protect in this world."

She stopped targeting Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen, and changed her attack towards the residents of the City of the World with the Judgement in her grasp.

"Swoosh!"

Another slash descended.

Ying Zijin's body trembled, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

But she did not pause, once again blocking Yue Fuyi's path.

She used her own body to forcefully block the Judgement.

"Ah Ying!" Qin Lingyu was anxious, "Ah Ying!"

With the current abilities of Ying Zijin and Fu Yunshen, they could easily leave.

But they didn't.

They were using their lives to prevent Yue Fuyi from trampling the land they loved.

Di Wu Yue also saw this, her eyes reddening.

"Master told me not to divine for her." After a moment, she lowered her head, "But it's a crisis now, even if it breaks master's command, I must do it."

She hesitated not, immediately setting up an Eight Trigrams Array to find where Ying Zijin's heart lay.

However, only just as it started.

"Pfft—"

Di Wu Yue spat out a mouthful of blood.

Her internal organs twisted together, causing excruciating pain.

Spoiled since childhood, and having only learned divination under Ying Zijin's care in recent years, she had never experienced such pain before.

No wonder the diviner in the Imperial Capital fainted just by divining Ying Zijin's name back then.

Xize's expression changed as he saw the brilliant red blood: "Third-class cripple, what are you doing?"

"I can do it." Di Wu Yue ignored him, biting her fingertip, "I will find it out!"

She continued to chant, her voice trembling: "Qian for Heaven, Kun for Earth, Zhen for Thunder, Xun for Wind, Kan for Water, Li for Fire, Gen for Mountain, Dui for Lake."

Blood dripped from her fingertip, falling into the Eight Trigrams Map on the ground.

It was a shocking sight.

"Yueyue, stop divining." Ling Mianxi grasped Di Wu Yue's hand, agitated, "You'll die if this continues!"

The Wheel of Destiny was initially the Divine Calculator of the World, how could anyone divine it?

"If not me, who will?" Di Wu Yue shook off Ling Mianxi, trembling all over, "If it goes on, master will die, you'll die, we'll all die."

"Third-class cripple!"

"Miss Yue!"

Di Wu Yue remained unmoved.

Suddenly, she spat another mouthful of blood.

But this time, her eyes were bright: "I got it!"

She immediately grabbed Xize's hand, writing a coordinate in his palm with her blood: "Here, go quickly!"

"Wait!" Xize hurriedly supported her, "Boss! Boss!"

Ying Zijin naturally felt it.

She swallowed the metallic taste in her throat, closed her eyes, and spoke word by word: "Di, Wu, Yue!"

It was the first time Di Wu Yue heard the emotion called "fury" in her voice.

Instead, she smiled, her voice still soft and girlish: "Master, I've always been obedient before, just a slight rebellion now."

"You're greater, you're more important, not like me. Without me, it's nothing."

"Grandfather said, our Di Wu family is a Divination Family, possessing abilities beyond ordinary people, but also bearing extraordinary responsibilities."

"Protect the family, defend the nation, safeguard the world."

The teachings of the Di Wu family have remained unchanged for centuries.

Di Wu Yue was immersed in these teachings since childhood.

As a child, she couldn't comprehend it, just memorized it mechanically.

Now, she understood.

These teachings, to her, seemed like mere words written in the family history.

But they were the brief, glorious lives of the ancestors.

She bore the surname Di Wu, and she must continue the Di Wu family's mission.

"Master, you sacrificed your essence to save me, changed my Life Pattern. Without you, I'd have died long ago." Di Wu Yue coughed, then spoke, "Doing something for you, it's as it should be."

"Master, see, I truly am the greatest Fortuneteller, I did it."

She was no longer the lazy, idle wastrel.

In this moment, she understood the significance of being a diviner.

She was pleased.

As she spoke, Di Wu Yue's face rapidly aged, and her black hair turned white due to her dwindling lifespan.