Chapter 2383: A Secret

“That was just an experiment I performed,” the Time Scribe replied. “At the time, I just wanted to gently prod the destiny of an insignificant individual, in order to see how much it would really affect the progress of history. Now that I already have a conclusion from that, similar things will not happen in the future. Your respected self needs not worry.”

Zu An frowned. He just felt that the Time Scribe’s words weren’t too reliable.

The Time Scribe continued, “Actually, a being like me would normally not be sensed by other people, and they wouldn’t even notice us even if we used our skills. Only someone as talented as your respected self was able to sense me.”

Zu An said with a sneer, “You can stop flattering me now. Just a moment ago, you were standing with the Monster Lord, but now you’re trying to get on my side. Not even ghosts would believe it if you said you have no schemes at all.”

The Time Scribe bowed. “So that was what your respected self was bothered by. Actually, the only reason I have appeared here is only because we Time Scribes sometimes need to do so for our occupation. Countless things happen across the different realms every day, and there is no way we can record everything. We often only record important events. Just as an ordinary primitive society’s court recorder only writes down events related to the emperor, we also only record events of some important figures across the realms.”

“Important figures?” Zu An frowned. “Are you referring to the strong beings of the different realms?”

“Not necessarily,” the Time Scribe explained. “We Time Scribes have a kind of destiny-observing skill that allows us to view the destinies of creatures. Even if a certain person isn’t strong yet, they can be destined to become strong. Such beings also form immense karma and bring about countless events.

“The Monster Lord was the ruler of the Monster World and also one of the most powerful individuals, so his destiny’s energy was naturally exceptional as well. That is why I appeared near him.” He looked above Zu An and continue, “But your respected self’s destiny is exceptionally elegant, far above that of the previous Monster Lord! That is why I want nothing more than to be with you; after all, staying at your side will bring me so many things to record. I will end up becoming the hottest thing in my circles!”

Zu An was a bit stunned when he saw how excited the Scribe was.

What’s going on? Why did this guy suddenly become such a silly character?

Where did his mysterious demeanor go?

“You can read destinies?” Zu An asked in surprise. He had also heard of similar skills before, but he hadn’t expected to see it for himself.

“That is merely a basic skill of us Time Scribes. After all, only in that way can we determine whether or not that person’s life is worth recording,” the Time Scribe said proudly.

Pei Mianman couldn’t help but ask curiously, “Oh, then what about our destinies?”

The Time Scribe gave them a look. A complicated diagram began to move within his eyes. Then, he said with a sigh, “How strange; I’ve never seen so many individuals with extraordinary destinies in the same place. All of you have the qualifications to work with a Scribe like me one on one.”

As he spoke, he gave Jing Teng and Pei Mianman an extra look. He felt that these two’s destinies were the richest. It was to the extent that even he found it a bit difficult to understand.

Wait a moment, the others might seem a bit weaker at first, but upon closer look, there are quite a few variables around them too. Once they satisfy certain conditions, their destinies might grow exponentially.

He couldn’t help but click his tongue in amazement when he realized that.

Could this be because they are closely related to Zu An?

It seemed he indeed had to stay here for some time after he returned from that segment of buried history. There were too many things he could record.

Just then, Salamay also asked with great interest, “Master, what do you think about my destiny?”

Zu An was speechless. Why did this suddenly become some fortune-telling stall? Did women really just believe these types of things that easily?

The Time Scribe gave her a look. He shook his head. “The first miss had good destiny at first, but your destiny has now already been almost completely exhausted. It seems it will soon be time for your downfall.”

Salamay’s smile immediately froze. She erupted into a rage immediately after. “A master of bullshit, that’s what you are! You’re just deluding the people with lies!”

The Time Scribe shook his head slightly. He didn’t bother arguing with her.

Salamay’s heart sank when she saw that.

Mojard comforted her and said, “First miss, I will always stay by your side no matter what.”

Salamay seemed not to have heard him at all. She gritted her teeth and thought that even if this was her real destiny, she refused to believe it no matter what!

I’m going to shatter it no matter what!

The Time Scribe bowed toward Zu An. “Is your respected self willing to journey together with me?”

Zu An didn’t reply, and flew to Pei Mianman and the other women instead. He wanted to say something, but hesitated.

Pei Mianman pressed a finger against Zu An’s lips. “You don’t need to say anything. We know you’ll definitely choose to save little sister Ling’er.”

“I’ve made you all worry,” Zu An said gravely. Normally, there was no way he would ignore Xie Daoyun, let alone after they had just confirmed their relationship not too long ago.

“I’l go with you to save little sister Ling’er.” Pei Mianman smiled sweetly. “That way, I won’t have to worry anymore.”

Jiang Luofu also said, “Daoyun is master’s last disciple, so I can’t just watch her disappear either. I’m going as well.”

The others all voiced intent to go too.

Just then, Jing Teng suddenly said coldly, “What are you all getting so excited for? With your cultivation, you’d just be dragging him down by going. The Monster Lord almost used you to threaten him.”

The women couldn’t help but feel shocked when they heard that.

Right, that experience is still fresh in our memory.

Even though they really wanted to be with Zu An, they knew it could end up endangering his safety. They couldn’t bear to see that either.

When Jing Teng saw that she’d managed to make them give up on the idea, she felt a bit proud.

Hmph, I’ve managed to chase all these vixens away now. I can stay with him all alone.

Pei Mianman suddenly looked at Salamay’s group and asked, “What should we do about them?” She still remembered the malice this woman had shown them before.

Before Zu An even said anything, Salamay’s subordinates seemed to have already agreed on a plan beforehand. They all ran in different directions with everything they had. The reason they’d remained loyal to Salamay and persevered for so many years was because they still had hope then. If they saved the Lord of Slaughter, or perhaps successfully executed the Lord of Slaughter’s backup plans, they could’ve completely redeemed their futures. But there was nothing left, not even a chance to capitalize on the mutual destruction of their enemies. So why would they still remain loyal?

They only had a single thought left in their heads as they ran: It all depended on who was unlucky! They ran in different directions, so one of them would be able to get away, right? Then, they would just lie low in this world. As long as they lived under the radar, wouldn’t they be able to live just fine in the shadows?

Zu An harrumphed. How could he let these monsters hide in this world? With a casual brush of his hand, several golden swords of light flew in different directions. They almost instantly took the lives of the fleeing monsters.

Spurt! Spurt!

The sword light penetrated their bodies, and the monsters screamed bitterly one after another. They were actually all quite strong, but in this world, how could they be a match for Zu An?

Zu An then flew over to Salamay. Salamay looked at the corpses of her subordinates and said, “Hah, they deserved to die.”

Mojard spread his arms and stood in front of her, protesting, “You are not allowed to harm the first miss!”

Salamay lowered his arm and stared at Zu An, asking, “Did my father already die?”

“That’s right.” Zu An nodded. There was no need to hide that from her anymore either.

“You killed him?” Salamay asked through gritted teeth.

Zu An shook his head. “No.”

“Then how did he die?” Salamay quickly asked.

Zu An calmly said, “There is no reason for me to answer that question.”

The Lord of Slaughter had been killed by the mysterious being summoned by Qiu Honglei. That was a situation that was hard to explain.

“Since you didn’t kill my father I’ll tell you a secret if you spare Uncle Mo’s life,” Salamay said.

“First miss, my life isn’t worth much. I only hope that the first miss can continue living!” Mojard immediately panicked.

Zu An frowned. “I’m not interested in this secret of yours.” He knew just how malicious this woman was. Who knew what kinds of problems she would start for the sake of living?

“What if this secret has to do with her?” Salamay asked as she pointed at Ji Xiaoxi.