# Chapter 1143: Fate Temple
"Yan Di, how about I follow you from now on?" Great Pest was not giving up, grinning cheekily.
"I, the Emperor, gave you a chance but you didn't cherish it. Too late." Yan Di looked down on Great Pest, but seeing Great Pest's sullen face, he added, "However, this City of Fate right now is your opportunity. What it can give you, to a certain extent, can surpass what I can give you. Of course, the prerequisite is that you have the strength to fight for it and obtain it."
"Hmm?" Lin Feng and the others were startled by these words. This City of Fate could give them more than Yan Di could?
Was the City of Fate really that terrifying?
"The City of Fate is called the City of Fate not merely because the Prophet predicts your destiny so simply. Fate is held in your own hands. Within the City of Fate, you can rely on your own strength to change your own destiny." Yan Di's expression was solemn. Lin Feng had never imagined that the esteemed Yan Di would hold the City of Fate in such high regard.
"Go in. Once you set foot in the City of Fate, the bell of fate will ring in your ears, telling you everything. So there's no need for anyone to instruct you on anything. What I, the Emperor, need to remind you is this: your heart must be big, must be ruthless. Of course, the prerequisite is that you have the ability. Otherwise, take it step by step. Seize this opportunity well. This is a true opportunity. I, the Emperor, also need to make a big move."
Qiongqi's massive eyes gleamed with a scorching light. Clearly, he was also very tempted by this trip to the City of Fate. It was an extremely rare opportunity.
"Meng Qing." Lin Feng held Meng Qing's hand, nodded slightly to her, then looked at Huangfu Long, preparing to step into the City of Fate.
"The great wheel of the City of Fate turns. Once you set foot inside, you will be teleported to different regions. However, if you have the ability, you can reunite quickly. The City of Fate is omnipotent." Qiongqi added another remark, which made Lin Feng somewhat frustrated. He asked, "Teleported to different regions, how can we reunite as quickly as possible?"
"Go in, and you'll know." Qiongqi's body slowly rose into the air, then flickered as he pounced toward the illusory, ancient, dreamlike city. Soon, Qiongqi's figure disappeared from Lin Feng's sight, also stepping into the City of Fate.
"That old undying fellow, trying to make a fortune in silence." Lin Feng cursed softly, but since Qiongqi said they could reunite quickly, he believed he wouldn't deceive him.
"Great Pest, although that bastard isn't very reliable, what he says isn't wrong. Seize this opportunity well." Lin Feng nodded to Huangfu Long. After Qiongqi's words, he obviously valued the City of Fate even more.
"I know. I'll stop bothering you two." Great Pest scratched his head, then his body stepped forward. Soon, he too disappeared from sight.
Lin Feng and Meng Qing exchanged glances, then hand in hand, they stepped forward toward the hazy, illusory city.
"Meng Qing, after entering the City of Fate, I will find you as soon as possible." When Lin Feng and the other arrived in the void, approaching the City of Fate, Lin Feng said to Meng Qing.
But Meng Qing shook her head slightly and said, "If possible, I'll find you. You focus on your own matters. I think finding you should be easier for me."
Lin Feng looked at Meng Qing's gentle, water-like eyes and nodded slightly: "Alright, I'll wait for you."
As his words fell, their steps entered that hazy world. In an instant, an invisible force acted upon them. With a whoosh, they entered the City of Fate.
Lin Feng shook his head and moved his hand, but the hand he had been holding, Meng Qing's, had disappeared. And just now, the bell of fate had truly rung. A segment of memory was etched into his mind, incredibly mysterious.
"Obtain a powerful destiny. You can trade for anything!"
Lin Feng murmured softly. At this moment, on his brow, streaks of crimson light appeared. This crimson mark was shaped like a plum blossom, with five points, swirling on his brow.
Fifth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm. Upon first stepping into the City of Fate, he possessed a crimson destiny. Because his cultivation was at the Fifth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm, he had a five-tier crimson destiny.
"What kind of place is this? Who opened the City of Fate? What kind of terrifying existence is the Prophet?" Lin Feng murmured. The additional memories in his mind recorded some things, all revolving around the memory of destiny. Entering the City of Fate, hunting others' destinies, strengthening oneself, constantly allowing one's destiny to transform and grow stronger, then stepping into the Fate Temple. As long as you had enough destiny, you could get whatever you wanted.
Lin Feng scanned the surroundings. The place he was in now was an ancient city, exuding an aura of antiquity. Moreover, unlike what he saw from the outside, the ancient city in his eyes was extremely clear, not at all like an illusory city, but a true ancient city.
How vast and expansive was the City of Fate? Lin Feng didn't know. Qiongqi said the City of Fate wasn't as simple as involving only the Eight Wastelands Realm. So, did that mean that besides the Eight Wastelands Realm, geniuses from other regions were also stepping into the City of Fate at the same time?
"During the Snow Domain Grand Competition, the first round was in the Fallen Heaven Mountain Range. The rules were somewhat similar to this. It's just that the Divine Palace was far from having such a grand scale as the City of Fate. Saying you could get whatever you wanted, they only placed some good things in the Divine Hall. Could it be that the rules of the Divine Palace were imitating the City of Fate?"
Lin Feng muttered to himself. Divine Hall, Fate Temple; seeds, destiny!
Too similar. Lin Feng naturally connected them. Also, the Divine Palace was probably the only one among the various hegemonic forces of the Qian Domain that possessed a Small World. Clearly, the Divine Palace had a glorious history in the past, possibly having produced a Martial Emperor. But in any case, the Divine Palace couldn't be as ancient as the City of Fate. So Lin Feng guessed that the rules of the Snow Domain Grand Competition, formulated by the Divine Hall, were likely derived from the City of Fate. And in fact, as Lin Feng guessed, the rules of the first round of the Snow Domain Grand Competition originated from the City of Fate.
However, compared to the City of Fate, the Snow Domain Grand Competition was like a small witch meeting a big one. One was just a competition in the Snow Domain, while the City of Fate was unfathomable even in the eyes of Great Emperors, possibly involving the Nine Heavens Continent. Once you entered the City of Fate, life and death were determined by fate. You cut off all connections with the outside world. The one who controlled all this was an unknown, terrifying existence.
In Lin Feng's line of sight, there was a towering hall that pierced the clouds, surpassing all other buildings, as if standing alone and independent. At the top of the hall, holy light shone, brilliant and resplendent. That was the Fate Temple.
"The Fate Temple can give me whatever I want. And before entering, Qiongqi instructed me: the heart must be big, must be ruthless!" Lin Feng's eyes flickered. Qiongqi was reminding him to obtain a strong enough destiny to trade for the most terrifying resources. The heart must be big, must be ruthless!
"Shua, shua..." From afar, there seemed to be faint sounds, startling Lin Feng.
With a thought, Lin Feng's figure disappeared from the void. On the ground, a stretched shadow appeared—it was the Shadow Martial Soul.
Then Lin Feng flickered and appeared in the shadow of a building. In this way, his shadow also disappeared, completely hidden.
The moment Lin Feng concealed himself, a figure flew over like the wind, arriving at the spot where Lin Feng had just stood. Seeing no one around, the person frowned slightly.
"I clearly sensed an aura!" This person muttered to himself, puzzled. On his brow, there were six points of crimson marks, meaning a six-tier crimson destiny. His cultivation was at the Sixth Layer of Heavenly Martial Realm. He hadn't started hunting destinies yet. He had originally sensed Lin Feng's aura, but it was gone in an instant.
"Hmm?" At that moment, his body suddenly turned, his gaze looking toward Lin Feng's direction. A brilliant light flickered in his eyes. Just now, he had felt a trace of aura fluctuation here.
Lifting his foot, the person walked toward Lin Feng, very slowly, very cautiously. This was the City of Fate. Once you entered, life and death were determined by fate. If they died here, it would be for nothing, and a great opportunity would be lost. Naturally, he had to be cautious.
After taking a few steps, he still found no aura. Then he stomped the ground, his body suddenly leaping into the air and disappearing from there. Lin Feng, hidden in the darkness, was stunned. He had deliberately revealed a trace of aura to lure the other over and then subdue him instantly. He didn't expect the other to be so cautious, directly fleeing.
"Whoosh!" A gust of wind swept past. Lin Feng didn't pause for a moment, heading straight toward the direction of the Fate Temple. Soon, he arrived at the entrance of the Fate Temple.
The Fate Temple was open to everyone, but entering once consumed one tier of crimson destiny.
Without any hesitation, Lin Feng stepped into the Fate Temple. In an instant, the destiny on his brow decreased, becoming a four-tier crimson destiny.
Stepping into the Fate Temple, Lin Feng found that inside the temple, besides an old man, there was nothing else.
"Senior, I have a question to ask." Lin Feng bowed to the old man in the Fate Temple.
"Twenty points of destiny." The old man responded indifferently, expressionless. Each tier of crimson destiny was ten points. Lin Feng still had forty points of destiny left. Asking one question would consume twenty points of destiny, plus the ten points consumed just for entering. How ruthless!
"What is the best thing that can be traded in the Fate Temple?"
"The Fate Temple fulfills any of your requests, provided you have a strong enough destiny. As for the best thing, different martial cultivators need different things. Some need techniques and martial skills, some need powerful weapons. There is no such thing as 'best'."
Lin Feng pondered for a moment, then asked again: "Can I exchange for time?"
"This is your second question." The old man's words made Lin Feng's expression stiffen. Speechless. He only had twenty points of destiny left.
"Alright then. My second question: I need one hundred days of time. This one hundred days is based on nothing happening in the outside world, meaning I gain one hundred days of time. How much destiny does this require?"
"Ten thousand points of destiny." The old man still responded calmly, making Lin Feng curse inwardly. So expensive! It actually required ten thousand points of destiny. One hundred points per day. But this also confirmed that in the Fate Temple, even time could be exchanged!