# Chapter 1979: Eye of Fate
Ji Yuan's gaze fixed on Ying Fa as he responded, "Lin Feng and my Ji Clan share no small enmity. He may have even conspired to kill a Heavenly Emperor realm expert of my Ji Clan. My Ji Clan must capture him. As for the Heavenly Derivation Scripture, naturally it would be good if we could obtain it."
Ying Fa sneered inwardly. Ji Yuan's words were somewhat laughable. Without the Heavenly Derivation Scripture, would the Ji Clan be able to shake the Yu Wen Clan and persuade the Pei Clan to oppose War King Academy? The three great Ancient Saint Clans joining forces was enough to make the entire Holy City Central Continent tremble.
"The price the Ji Clan is willing to pay the Yu Wen Clan and the Pei Clan is probably the Heavenly Derivation Scripture as well, isn't it? Otherwise, I don't believe they would stand against War King Academy just to help the Ji Clan. So then, can my Ying Clan also have a share?" Ying Fa's eyes flickered with sharpness.
"Brother Ying, Xiao Wutian is a great threat to the Ying Clan. My Ji Clan and the Yu Wen Clan have agreed to jointly invite someone with Brother Ying to help the Ying Clan deal with Xiao Wutian. Isn't that price enough?" Ji Yuan said with some displeasure.
But Ying Fa snorted coldly in his heart. If the Ji Clan actually obtained the Heavenly Derivation Scripture from Lin Feng and shared it with the Yu Wen Clan, the two Ancient Saint Clans would become even stronger. That was hardly a good thing for his Ying Clan. Although there seemed to be no conflict in the short term, being fellow Ancient Saint Clans, who knew when friction might erupt? Such matters were all too common in Holy City Central Continent.
"Brother Ji, don't speak so prettily. If you could deal with Lin Feng directly, you probably wouldn't need to spend resources to help my Ying Clan. I'm afraid you yourselves need the help of the Eye of Fate to convict Lin Feng, don't you?" Ying Fa said coldly, causing Ji Yuan's pupils to contract slightly as he silently cursed this old fox Ying Fa.
"My Ying Clan will protect Ying Cheng well. That Xiao Wutian wouldn't dare casually kill a member of my Ying Clan either. Otherwise, my Ying Clan will naturally retaliate against his tribe. Xiao Wutian isn't that big a deal to my Ying Clan, or else my Ying Clan would have invited the Eye of Fate ourselves. Since we're cooperating, I hope the Ji Clan will show sufficient sincerity. If benefits are obtained, all clans share equally. If you have the Heavenly Derivation Scripture, my Ying Clan must have it too. Otherwise, Brother Ji, please do as you wish."
Ying Fa stood up, speaking forcefully. These figures had cultivated for so many years—who among them wasn't a scheming old hand? None would suffer even the slightest loss.
Ji Yuan fell silent. The two remained, one standing and one sitting, in quiet stillness. After a long while, Ji Yuan finally spoke: "Fine. The Heavenly Derivation Scripture can be shared with the Ying Clan. But if other things are obtained, the Ying Clan cannot claim them."
Ying Fa slowly turned around and smiled: "Now Brother Ji is showing sincerity. Good, deal struck. Brother Ji, return to your clan and prepare."
In Ying Fa's view, aside from the Heavenly Derivation Scripture, there should be nothing else on Lin Feng that could move his Ying Clan.
At this moment, Lin Feng naturally knew nothing of the discussions between Ji Yuan and Ying Fa. He had killed Ji Qingsong. As long as the Ji Clan had no evidence, they could say nothing. Even if they guessed, so what? He was at the Mid-rank Emperor realm—how could he kill a Heavenly Emperor realm expert? The Ji Clan wouldn't dare touch him.
But Lin Feng had clearly underestimated the Ji Clan's determination—the determination of an Ancient Saint Clan.
Especially after the Imperial List Questioning, when Chu Chunqiu and Lin Feng had shone brilliantly, many believed that the Heavenly Derivation Scripture they cultivated had played an indispensable role, greatly influencing their talent.
At this moment, somewhere in Holy City Central Continent, in the clouds, Lin Feng, Meng Qing, and Xiao Ya were present. Before them stood Lin Wushang and Yin Yue.
After the Yin Clan decided to break off the engagement with the Pei Clan, they no longer opposed Lin Wushang and Yin Yue's relationship. Lin Feng was right—since he only had this one younger brother, whatever Lin Feng had, Lin Wushang would have. And what Lin Wushang had, Yin Yue and their future children would also have. Moreover, although Lin Wushang wasn't from an Ancient Saint Clan, he had Lin Feng as an older brother. With Lin Feng's talent, he would surely shine brilliantly in Holy City Central Continent in the future, perhaps even founding an ancient clan and becoming a supreme figure. He just needed time. Since Yin Yue also liked Lin Wushang, Yin Rui decided to bet on Lin Feng's future.
"Wushang, have you thought this through clearly?" Lin Feng looked at Lin Wushang and asked.
"En. Brother, you made your own way in the world. If I always stay by your side, I'll never spread my wings and soar. What happened with Xiao Yue has also been a wake-up call for me. I've decided to leave." Lin Wushang said seriously, causing Lin Feng to sigh. Although he too hoped Wushang would achieve his own accomplishments, this was still his own younger brother. At twenty years old, venturing out into the Qing Xiao Continent—and this was the domain of the Eighteen Heavenly Lord Cities—the difficulty was unimaginable.
"Remember to be careful in everything. If anything happens, you must notify me." Lin Feng respected Wushang's decision and smiled: "Take good care of Xiao Yue."
"I will." Wushang held Yin Yue's hand and revealed a smile: "Brother, spend more time with Father and Mother. I won't say goodbye to them again, or they'll be reluctant to let me go."
"Alright, go ahead." Lin Feng smiled.
"En." Lin Wushang nodded heavily, then looked at Meng Qing and Xiao Ya: "Sister Meng Qing, Sister Xiao Ya, take care of yourselves. Wushang will come back to see you."
"You bastard. If anything happens to you, I'll beat you up." Xiao Ya scolded, her eyes a little red. Wushang had practically been raised by her—she had watched over and doted on him since he was small. Today, Wushang was leaving, going out into the world with Yin Yue.
"Sister Xiao Ya, you can beat me when I come back." Wushang grinned, then said: "I'm off."
With that, Wushang turned around, took Yin Yue's hand, and left. He waved back at Lin Feng and the others, and their figures gradually faded away, disappearing into the rolling clouds.
Lin Feng sighed, long silent. Meng Qing took his hand and said softly: "Wushang has grown up too. He can't stay by your side forever—that way he'll never mature."
"I understand." Lin Feng smiled at Meng Qing. Although he and Wushang were brothers, they were like two different generations. The people and environment Lin Feng dealt with were far beyond Wushang's strength to handle. If Wushang stayed by his side, he would only ever be a spectator. Since Wushang himself wanted to go out, Lin Feng had no reason to stop him. He just hoped everything would go well for him.
"Brother, I miss Wushang already." Xiao Ya's eyes were red, making Lin Feng sigh inwardly. He knew Xiao Ya's feelings for Wushang—like a sister, but with a touch of maternal warmth. From the moment Wushang was born, Xiao Ya had taken care of him.
"Don't think about it. It's not like he's never coming back." Lin Feng stepped forward and rubbed Xiao Ya's head. Then the three of them took one last look into the distance before turning and flying away.
Lin Feng had been spending these days with Old Man Xiao and Xiao Ya, not returning to War King Academy. Old Man Xiao had now stepped into the Saint Emperor realm and had many insights into martial arts that were greatly useful to Lin Feng, giving him a sense of sudden enlightenment. Holy City Central Continent was vast enough that he didn't need to worry about being found. Besides, Old Man Xiao had changed his appearance—even the Ying Clan's experts probably couldn't recognize him.
But Lin Feng seemed unaware that true danger was slowly descending.
On this day, at the Ying Clan, an old man arrived wearing a blue-white long robe with silver-white hair. Yet he was vigorous and spirited, showing no signs of age. His eyes were as vast and profound as the stars in the heavens, deep and boundless. His entire being exuded an ethereal aura. On this day, many top experts from the four great Ancient Saint Clans—the Ying Clan, the Ji Clan, the Yu Wen Clan, and the Pei Clan—had gathered, all to welcome this arriving old man. This showed the extraordinary nature of this person's identity.
"Brother He, let us first hold a welcome banquet for you." At this moment, Ying Fa said politely to the man before him.
"No need. Let's get straight to business." He Xiao was direct, waving his hand. Ying Fa nodded and said: "We've already discussed the matter with Brother He. How do you plan to proceed?"
He Xiao's gaze fell on Ji Yuan as he said calmly: "Take me to the place where your Ji Qingsong died. I will use the Eye of Fate to restore what happened."
"Good." Ji Yuan nodded slightly. Then the group rose into the air and arrived at Emperor Mountain. The mountain had now collapsed, with even a stretch of the mountain range broken off—this was clearly where Ji Qingsong had fallen. Ji Yuan and the others stood in the void and said to He Xiao: "Brother He, this is where my Ji Clan's Ji Qingsong fell."
"En." He Xiao nodded slightly. Then his body rose into the air, standing at a high vantage point. In an instant, heaven and earth transformed. It seemed as if night descended from the heavens, the stars shifted, and a mysterious great force appeared between heaven and earth, causing everyone to have the illusion that they were immersed in fate itself.
At this moment, He Xiao raised his eyes. From his pupils seemed to shoot forth two brilliant rays of light, connecting with the stars in the heavens. In an instant, above the stars, a pair of dazzling five-colored eyes appeared, demonically strange and boundless, like heavenly eyes sweeping across the entire mountain range.
"Fate Art, Eye of Fate." The crowd was shaken inwardly. The experts of the Divine Temple were truly extraordinary. Such divine abilities were breathtaking.
The radiance of the Eye of Fate enveloped the entire Emperor Mountain. Suddenly, curtains of light appeared below, all manifestations of the Eye of Fate. Scenes changed before the crowd's eyes. They even saw Ying Cheng breaking through to become an Emperor, and Ji Qingsong confronting Lin Feng.
"Stop!" Just then, the scene of Ji Qingsong and Lin Feng appearing on a stretch of mountain appeared. Ji Yuan shouted. He Xiao's pupils shot forth brilliant light, slowing the Eye of Fate. The curtain of light became clear. Ji Qingsong and Lin Feng's conversation appeared, then they arrived at the canyon. After that, an old man slowly stepped down from Emperor Mountain toward the canyon, while Lin Feng came out. Then the mountain collapsed, and the great battle began...