No Matter the Future, No Suicide Note Left

Gu Huchan had been proud all her life and believed she hid her demon cultivation extremely well.

She did not expect to be seen through by Luo Chen at a single glance.

Her delicate body trembled slightly.

This boy indeed had some ability.

Putting on her charming smile, she took a step closer and was about to speak.

Unexpectedly, Luo Chen muttered something and walked away first, carrying his ragged banner.

He seemed somewhat ungrateful.

With a twist of her slender waist, she effortlessly flashed forward and blocked Luo Chen.

“Since you are a fortune teller, why are you so rude? This old lady wants to get a fortune today to test good and bad luck. If you are rude again, this old lady can also determine your fortune.”

Luo Chen frowned.

She was indeed a demon, speaking vulgarly and lacking human manners.

Even if she cultivated for another thousand years, she would probably still be a stubborn creature.

He did not want to read her fortune but had no way to refuse.

The system provided three heavenly secret deductions every day, and he had to agree within these three times.

“I read people’s heavenly secrets, which is unusual, so it is very expensive!”

Gu Huchan flaunted her features and said charmingly, “This old lady never cares about money, as long as your calculation is accurate.”

Seeing that he could not scare her away, Luo Chen stood on the steps of a nearby shop, took down the dark bamboo cylinder, and handed it over: “Draw one!”

Gu Huchan extended two fingers, gently pinched a stick, and handed it to Luo Chen.

A pair of beautiful eyes rolled around on Luo Chen’s face, wondering if it would be very satisfying to capture him back to her daoist residence and beat him three times a day.

“How do you think I look, and what about my future?”

He had seen female ghosts lusting after men, but never one so direct in her carnal desires.

She was indeed a demon and could not be reasoned with like a human.

[System detected. Calculating the heavenly secret for Gu Huchan. This deduction will consume two thousand points. Please confirm, Host.]

Confirm!

[In the sixth year of Dayu, at the north peak of Mount Xifeng, a white fox transformed by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, gathering spiritual energy into an essence.]

[In the two hundred and thirtieth year of Dayu, after more than two hundred years of cultivation, the white fox transformed into a human form and named herself Gu Huchan.]

[After obtaining a human name, she visited famous mountains and joined the Xuanming Sect, cultivating the Three Thousand Great Dao Sutra and stepping into the cultivation world. Renowned daoist arts: Three Thousand Great Dao Sutra, Soul-Snares, Trackless Art, Thirty-Six Transformations.]

[Naturally loose and unbridled, she stole a supreme treasure from the Xuanming Sect and was expelled. In the sixth year of Dadao, she entered the Cold Moon Kingdom and joined the camp of the Chimo Army of the Cold Moon Kingdom.]

[In the twelfth year of Dadao, after deliberate planning, she finally stole the secret treasure of the Cold Moon Kingdom’s Empress—the Cold Moon Slip.]

[…]

[The Host can consume two thousand of his own points to change her fate. Your current points are two thousand one hundred and eighty-nine points.]

[Hint: You have peeked at Gu Huchan’s heavenly secret. The Host can choose to conceal the heavenly secret. Reward: 1000 points deducted, and a disaster from nowhere will descend.]

[The Host can also choose to disclose the heavenly secret. Punishment: points +600, and choose one of the following two punishments.]

[One: Obtain Gu Huchan’s Three Thousand Great Dao Sutra.]

[Two: Gu Huchan’s secrets for training men.]

This kind of immortal joke was endless.

He might not be able to master the Three Thousand Great Dao Sutra, as for the secrets for training men… cough cough cough…

Having seen her detailed life as a demon, he did not expect this demon to be a habitual thief.

Whether it was treasures or men, she stole whenever she wanted.

She was indeed unrestrained, living a comfortable and free life.

And!

She actually learned the secrets of the Cold Moon Empress.

Luo Chen glanced at her and saw that she harbored ulterior motives toward him.

If he were forcibly taken by her, it would be a fate worse than death, ending in total exhaustion.

If he had to choose one, it could only be the Three Thousand Great Dao Sutra.

“Hey, young master… have you calculated it?”

Luo Chen said calmly, “The fortune fee is the Cold Moon Slip on your body!”

Luo Chen extended his hand.

Gu Huchan’s heart shook violently.

She had stolen the Cold Moon Slip, and even this was calculated by him.

If this person were taken back to her cave, he could be used every day.

“Young master, if you become my male s*ave, perhaps this fortune fee can be waived.”

She finally showed her fangs.

Even now, she still wanted to obtain both the man and the wealth.

Luo Chen sighed deeply, “The greatest regret of your life is that you did not have time to leave a suicide note!”

“It is meaningless to calculate for you, and I am afraid even I will be tainted by your bad luck.”

Gu Huchan’s eyes widened, feeling a chill rise from her back…

This was exactly what she had been running away from all this way!

She could hardly withstand this judgment.

Just as she was about to question how many days she had left, suddenly…

A crescent-like, translucent object pierced through her chest, the crescent tip dripping with bright red blood.

Gu Huchan looked at the crescent tip on her chest in shock, her face covered in cold sweat, staring at Luo Chen: “Your… calculation… is… truly… accurate!”

Luo Chen reached out to grab the item from her body and ran away immediately.

If he did not run now, when would he.

He also did not expect it to come so quickly.

Even though he had to run, the fortune fee could not be left behind.

With a thud, Gu Huchan collapsed softly, unable even to look back to see who was behind her.

“Murder!”

The street was originally crowded with people, but now it fell into a panic.

The crowd scrambled for their lives, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

Luo Chen mixed into the crowd, wishing he had two more legs.

A great disaster had descended, and no one wanted to escape faster than him.

However!

Heaven does not grant human wishes.

After escaping only a few steps, his body suddenly stiffened and was forcibly yanked back.

A circle of red silk had appeared around his waist.

Luo Chen felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him, instantly feeling a bit disheartened.

To escape in front of her indeed required supreme luck, but his luck had always been bad.

“Young master! How about reading a fortune for me as well?”

The voice was like a divine melody moving the nine heavens, and her demeanor was magnificent and prosperous.

Even if the world were desolate, as long as she was there, it would be a splendid age, and the human world would be like an immortal realm.

Compared to this beautiful appearance, Gu Huchan instantly became an old hag.

Luo Chen turned his head, and with just one glance, he felt his human nature being tested, a man’s curse.

Luo Chen figured that even Marilyn Monroe would feel inferior upon seeing her.

The woman walked as if lotus flowers grew with every step.

Her moon-colored long dress was hazy with faint hidden floral patterns, radiating great brilliance.

As she shook her hand, it was like silver light scattering, a bright moon in the vast sky.

“Young master, how about reading a fortune for my master as well?”

One of the two young girls beside the woman took a brief step forward and spoke.

She had seen too many such dazed men.

Cold air rushed up Luo Chen’s back, and he was covered in cold sweat.

Having seen Gu Huchan’s heavenly secret, he knew who this person was and knew that he would be implicated.

The female lead before him was none other than the Cold Moon Kingdom’s Empress and the Demon Race Supreme—Feng Jiuwu.

The posture of the Nine Dances had long shaken the world, the reputation of a nation.

Moreover, after reading Gu Huchan’s heavenly secret, he knew she had come.

The final judgment of the heavenly secret was that Gu Huchan would die at the hands of the Cold Moon Empress today.

His biggest mistake was that he should not have said she would die, which successfully attracted her attention.

He should have preferred to accept the system’s reward and turn around to run.

What was even more unexpected was that the dignified Feng Jiuwu actually wanted him to tell her fortune, and it happened to be the third one.

“Has the female benefactor mistaken me? This humble person is just a scholar, naturally playful. I still have things to do, so I will take my leave first. Goodbye!”

After speaking, he grabbed his banner and moved his leg to hit his knee.

He did not even want the tools of his trade anymore; his life was more important.

“Want to slip away? No man can help but fall to his knees upon seeing my master, yet you are quite rare.”

“This humble person has a miserable life. The female benefactor should invite someone more qualified.”

“You are the ‘qualified’ one!”

Was this endless entanglement?

Luo Chen had a face full of despair.

After this sudden change, he would play himself to death sooner or later.

The Cold Moon Empress was naturally slaughter-loving.

Accompanying a ruler was like accompanying a tiger, and Luo Chen still wanted to live.

At least he did not want to die today to keep Gu Huchan company.