Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 1134 A Flick of the Finger Can Shake Fate

Zhang Zhiwei slowly opened his eyes, his double pupils gazing calmly into the void.

Across a dimension incomprehensible to ordinary people, the two exchanged a glance.

Just one glance.

The feeling of being spied on receded like the tide, disappearing without a trace.

Meanwhile, Gu Jiting, who was secretly observing, was terrified.

Just now, he stood in the river of fate, peering into the destiny of Zhang Zhiwei, this "mortal," from a higher-dimensional perspective.

But what he saw was not a line that could be stepped on at will.

It is a physical person.

Imagine this: amidst a vast expanse of black and white lines, you suddenly see a person shimmering with golden light, and as you look at him, he looks back at you.

That sense of horror made Gu Qiting's hair stand on end.

He immediately looked away and looked from another point in time, only to meet Zhang Zhiwei's gaze.

He changed to a different time point, and it still matched.

He was horrified to discover that at every point in time, in every possible future, Zhang Zhiwei's fate was not a line, but a huge, gleaming golden entity.

Moreover, every time he looked over, she would suddenly turn around and look at him.

At this moment, Gu Qiting felt that it wasn't him observing Zhang Zhiwei, but rather countless Zhang Zhiweis from different periods observing him.

When he begins to observe the other person, he transforms from an observer into the observed.

Moreover, when he looked into Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, he felt that Zhang Zhiwei's eyes were as terrifying as the fireballs he had seen during his previous inner vision divination.

With just a glance, his consciousness could be pulled in and annihilated.

He dared not look any longer; it was a feeling of staring into an abyss, especially since the abyss itself seemed to be staring back at him.

Gu Qiting slowly withdrew from Zhang Zhiwei's gaze.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he felt that terrifying gaze recede into the distance.

A strange feeling arose within me: to see the Little Celestial Master without using magic is like a frog at the bottom of a well looking up at the moon; to see the Little Celestial Master with magic is like an ant seeing the blue sky.

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On Tianmen Peak, Zhang Zhiwei opened and closed his eyes. He had already seen the figure of the spy, from the past, present and future.

In fact, having reached his current level, he is now perfectly integrated, and his very existence is a perfect rule.

He doesn't need to do anything special; his level of understanding gives him an almost instinctive perception of his past, present, and future.

The other person thought he was looking down at him from a high place, but in reality, Zhang Zhiwei could pull him down with a single reach, causing him to fall to the mortal world and never be able to recover.

In fact, having cultivated to this point, he has already achieved the Dao. Continuing to cultivate will only lead to perfection, and if he stops now, that is also the attainment of the Dao.

Lu Zu once said, "To cultivate only one's nature and not one's destiny is the first ailment in cultivation; to cultivate only one's ancestral nature and not one's elixir will make it difficult for one's spirit to attain sainthood for countless eons."

In Lü Zu’s view, cultivating one’s nature is still a form of cultivation, but it is a flawed form of cultivation. If one does not cultivate one’s nature but only cultivates one’s life force, it does not even count as cultivation, but can only be considered as practicing martial arts.

As for ancestral nature, it exists in the deepest part of one's life, neither increasing nor decreasing, neither born nor dying. It will not perish with the death of a person. In fact, it is the subjectivity that Zhang Zhiwei has been cultivating over the years.

His subjective understanding has been refined; only the alchemical practice remains to be completed. It will take several more years of practice. Once his alchemical practice is perfected, he will become a saint and an ancestor.

At this stage, his internal alchemy skills are restrained, and his strength is contained within himself, making it difficult to project outwards. However, his subjective will is not restricted at all.

Zhang Zhiwei reached out and gently plucked at it, as if turning an invisible axis. Scenes flashed before his eyes.

Everything that had happened during this time flashed through his mind.

Scenes of Zhang Huaiyi, Tian Jinzhong, Lü Ci, and others fighting on the battlefield.

The scene of Wugensheng coming to Tianmen Peak to find himself, and the scene of him consulting the national teacher.

The scene of the Thirty-Six Thieves swearing brotherhood.

He also learned all of Wugensheng's motives for doing this.

"To cultivate only one's nature and not one's destiny is the first ailment in cultivation. To cultivate only one's ancestral nature and not one's elixir will make it difficult for one's spirit to attain sainthood even after countless eons."

Zhang Zhiwei read those words aloud.

There is no problem with Wugensheng cultivating his nature and life.

But he never practiced any acquired methods—that is to say, he didn't cultivate internal alchemy. He was the "eternal spirit of countless eons" that Lu Zu spoke of. This also corresponds to his fate.

"Huaiyi, the big-eared thief."

As soon as Zhang Zhiwei had a thought, Zhang Huaiyi's figure was reflected in his double pupils.

At this moment, Zhang Huaiyi was sitting at the entrance of a cave, staring blankly into the distance.

He was reflecting on what had happened during this time—what he had done and what he had gained.

Footsteps sounded behind me.

Zhang Huaiyi turned around and saw Duanmu Ying coming out of the cave, so he asked:

What did you just do?

“I have erased the mental techniques of the Dual-Handed Technique from my memory,” Duanmu Ying said.

"You're going to give up?" Zhang Huaiyi asked incredulously.

“If it could really be done, it wouldn’t be a bad thing,” Duanmu Ying said. “But a few days ago I found a way to turn it from acquired to innate.”

"Is this even possible? Why would you do it this way?"

“I’m scared, I’m scared,” Duanmu Ying said. “The more I learn about the Dual-Handed Technique, the more scared I become. I originally just wanted to obtain the ability to heal people’s physical and mental ailments.”

“Only a naive doctor like you would think that way. In our eyes, this is called manipulating mind and body,” Zhang Huaiyi said.

Duanmu Ying looked aggrieved: "Yes, that's why I'm afraid. I'm afraid this method will fall into the hands of those with ulterior motives. If it happens to fall into the hands of such people, I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand the torture. So I simply deleted the mental cultivation method."

Zhang Huaiyi sighed: "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. Actually, my senior brother also knows this method. But he doesn't have this concern because no one dares to snatch it from him."

“I’ve heard about this from Lü Ci,” Duanmu Ying said.

Zhang Huaiyi was silent for a moment: "It's a bit of a pity. If you transform it into an innate form, only you in this world can use it. But then, wouldn't it lose all potential for perfection?"

Duanmu Ying explained, "It's already quite perfect. The next level doesn't depend on the method itself, but on the doctor's own understanding of body and mind."

"When we brought her out before, we also used this ability to change our appearance, but it was not perfect, and we would be exposed if we were not careful."

“Now, by using my two hands to explore myself, I roughly know where the problem lies, but the information is still insufficient. I don’t understand enough about the underlying causes of my appearance. If I understand these things, I can also completely change my appearance without any burden.”

She paused, then continued, “But relying solely on my own exploration is too slow. Theories and directions unknown to me in this world can also exert their power to a greater extent. I want to go overseas. The doctors there are on a completely different path than those here. There are so many amazing theories and achievements there, and new discoveries are constantly emerging.”

"Go overseas?" Zhang Huaiyi asked. "Aren't you going to look anymore?" Duanmu Ying looked conflicted.

Zhang Huaiyi confirmed again: "Girl, have you thought this through? We're the ones who lost her."

Duanmu Ying looked helpless and knelt down, blaming herself, "What other options do we have? We've tried everything. But the world is so vast, where can we even begin to search? We can barely take care of ourselves."

She looked up, her eyes reddening: "Brother Huaiyi, she'll be alright. Even Douding's creation couldn't contain her; she's no ordinary person, she's blessed by heaven. She'll definitely be alright."

Zhang Huaiyi walked over to Duanmu Ying and comforted her, "I don't mean to blame you, I just wanted to confirm. This time, whatever decision you make, think it through before you act."

"If you want to go overseas, then go ahead. I will also find a place to hide away. A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime. The temptation of these abilities is too great."

"Take care of yourself first, otherwise nothing else matters. After some time, once your senior brother comes out of seclusion, everything will be alright."

Upon hearing Zhang Huaiyi mention his senior brother, Duanmu Ying perked up and quickly asked, "When will the Little Celestial Master emerge from seclusion?"

“It won’t be long, only a few years left,” Zhang Huaiyi said.

“Okay, I’ll go abroad for a few years to learn some new knowledge. I’ll come back when things are more stable. I hope there will be a stable day.” Duanmu Ying paused and asked, “Brother Huaiyi, do you regret it?”

"You mean a sworn brotherhood?" Zhang Huaiyi asked rhetorically.

Duanmu Ying nodded.

Zhang Huaiyi looked into the distance and remained silent for a moment: "There is a little, but more than that, it's hatred."

"Hate? Hate what?" Duanmu Ying asked, puzzled.

Zhang Huaiyi said, "I talked about this with my senior brother before. He clearly knew Wugensheng before us, but they had different views and could not work together."

"I hate myself for only understanding my senior brother's words now. I hate myself for not realizing that something was wrong when we formed our sworn brotherhood, but I didn't figure out the key point."

He lowered his head and sighed, "It's okay to make mistakes. But how can you not regret it if you make a mistake at that crucial moment because of impulse?"

“Including Fourth Brother, I clearly have the ability to change everyone’s fate. I even had a chance to win back the person who betrayed us.”

"Do you know who betrayed us?" Duanmu Ying asked hurriedly.

"It's just a guess. I'm probably right about 80-90%. But without solid evidence, I won't say anything more," Zhang Huaiyi said.

Duanmu Ying didn't ask any more questions. After a pause, she said, "Brother Huaiyi, why don't you come overseas with me? You're going to hide anyway."

Zhang Huaiyi shook his head: "No. I've never been overseas, and I wouldn't be used to it. Besides, have you forgotten my identity? I'm afraid that if I were to die overseas, it would be terrible. It's rare to be born as a human being, and even rarer to be born in the Central Plains. Even if I rot, I want to rot in this place."

He stood up: "Let me walk you part of the way."

"it is good."

The two left the cave.

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On Tianmen Peak.

Zhang Zhiwei watched this scene calmly.

He flicked his fingers as if turning an invisible axis.

In reality, Duanmu Ying and Zhang Huaiyi walked out of the cave.

But in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, it was as if she had suddenly turned on ten times the speed, and everything was changing rapidly.

Zhang Huaiyi escorted her to the vicinity of the dock; she only needed to walk a short distance to board the ship.

But she missed her parents and wanted to use her ability to change her appearance to see them and say goodbye.

Zhang Zhiwei followed her fate story.

He discovered that Duanmu Ying's home was being monitored by spies from many forces, some righteous and some evil.

The reason they were being monitored was because of Feng Tianyang, who was arrested.

Because of the strange abilities Feng Tianyang displayed, many people interrogated him.

A Miao Gu master used Gu on him, and Master Luo Pingxin of the Quanzhen School used Yin Spirit on him in an attempt to read his memories. As a result, the Yin Spirit within Feng Tianyang's body was completely destroyed...

Ultimately, Feng Tianyang confessed voluntarily.

Because he has family, he didn't want them to be implicated. That's why he revealed the names of the Eight Extraordinary Skills.

Then he set a condition: whoever could save his life and the lives of his entire Feng family would receive the complete skill of binding spirits and commanding generals.

He even stated that he could swear a blood oath that even his descendants would be protected from inheriting the complete Spirit Control Technique.

As a result, many major sects were willing to protect him, including the Ma family in Northeast China.

But then Wang Ai arrived, representing the Wang family and the Tiantong Church, and saved Feng Tianyang.

The Wang family was already very powerful, and with the Tiantong Church behind them, and the Little Celestial Master standing behind the Tiantong Church, no one dared to provoke them.

Originally, Wang Ai had also declared that as long as the Eight Extraordinary Techniques were handed over, the Tian Tong Church would be willing to protect all those who had mastered the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, but this was opposed by others.

If Zhang Zhiwei had said this, naturally no one would have dared to object. But when Wang Ai said it, it lacked a certain something: you've already acquired one extraordinary skill, do you intend to monopolize everything?

Many sects did not give Wang Ai face.

They said that if the Tiantong Church wanted to protect these people, then the Little Celestial Master should personally intervene. If the Little Celestial Master intervened personally, they would have no objections. But if anyone used the Little Celestial Master's name to spread rumors, they would not allow it.

The Little Celestial Master has been in seclusion for many years. Although the lingering influence he left behind still exists, they are willing to give him some face, just like when Wang Ai directly took Feng Tianyang away. But they can't just take him all without giving him anything. Unless the one who takes him away is the Little Celestial Master himself.

After the Eight Extraordinary Skills were exposed, the situation of the others became delicate, especially for Duanmu Ying.

Before this, she was a doctor. Her own sect didn't target her, and other sects didn't have time to bother with her either.

But this time, her abilities were exposed, and although no one knew exactly what her abilities were, they were now on everyone's radar.

Many sects had placed spies around her house. Duanmu Ying thought that by disguising herself as a patient, she could gain access to her parents.

But she underestimated people's true nature.

With so many sects monitoring them, everyone who enters or leaves the Duanmu family and Jishetang will be checked.

Some sects or sorcerers, indiscriminately, will arrest and interrogate anyone they come into contact with.

She will be caught as soon as she goes back.

Zhang Zhiwei continued reading along Duanmu Ying's life story.

He saw Duanmu Ying leave the clinic after meeting her parents and saying goodbye. Subsequently, she underwent three rounds of investigation.

The three people who interrogated her were upright, so she managed to get away with it, but on the fourth time, she was caught.

The reason she was captured wasn't because her disguise wasn't clever enough, but because the authorities preferred to kill a thousand innocent people rather than let one guilty person go free. Everyone who had entered Duanmu Ying's house was arrested, and because her abilities were unstable, she revealed her true form during interrogation.

Next, her ending was not so pleasant. She was unable to pass on her abilities and techniques like Feng Tianyang had, as he simply did not believe her, which led to her suffering a great deal of inhuman torture, which continued unabated.

Zhang Zhiwei had no heart to look at these torments anymore; he was about to once again manipulate the threads of fate. (End of Chapter)