Chapter 33: The Crisis Of The Man With Black Hair (2)

Chapter 33: The Crisis Of The Man With Black Hair (2)

The Heavenly Death Star (, ).

In the world of martial arts, there were occasionally people born under the influence of a stars energy, children with a star within them. Since these individuals were born with the energy of the heavens, they invariably became prodigies. Such people often grew up to be prominent figures or left significant marks in history.

A child born under a stars energy was destined to become a prodigy. This was why many in the martial arts community sought out numerous astrologers, and why many sects in the martial world desired to take these children as disciples.

Even if they possessed only second-rate martial arts skills, these star-born children could advance their martial arts significantly and brighten the future of their sect. They were coveted by all.

Of course, being born under a stars influence was not always a blessing. Some were born with exceptional talents that nobody desired.

The Heavenly Death Star was one such talent.

A child born with a natural talent for murder, the birth of the Heavenly Death Star was a major calamity for the martial world.

Is it a level where murderous intent cannot be contained? Or is it a state of being consumed by the urge to kill?

Cheon Gija spoke to the Heavenly Death Star in front of him.

I gave you a small clue so you wouldnt fail to recognize it.

The Heavenly Death Star retracted the murderous aura she had been emitting. To Cheon Gija, it felt as if the surroundings momentarily stopped and then resumed.

For such a small clue, the Heavenly Death Star of this era will be a great trouble to the world. Cheon Gija was already worried about the people who would be swept up by her.

It doesnt seem like youre being consumed by murderous intent yet. Please, take a seat.

Alright.

The Heavenly Death Star sat in the chair in front of Cheon Gija.

Why has The Heavenly Death Star come to find me?

I want you to see my fate.

I do not see the fate of those without manners.

Cheon Gija refused flatly.

Lacking manners?

The tip of The Heavenly Death Stars right eyebrow twitched slightly. The murderous aura that she had retracted began to seep out again.

Coming to ask for ones fate to be told while hiding ones true nature is indeed lacking manners.

Cheon Gija stared intently at the Heavenly Death Stars face.

Wondering if she had understood his meaning, The Heavenly Death Star swallowed her emerging anger and closed her eyes.

Before Cheon Gijas eyes, The Heavenly Death Stars face began to change.

Is that enough?

Cheon Gija quietly observed The Heavenly Death Stars face. Short hair. Sharp eyes. A cold expression. Yet, she was a stunning beauty whom anyone passing by on the street would look back at.

The problem was that if she had been holding a sword, she would have been the last face a passerby saw in this world.

Yes. We can talk now.

Now, will you see my fate?

The Heavenly Death Star wanting to know their own fate and seeking me out for it is unexpected.

Is it strange to be curious about the future?

The Heavenly Death Stars expression remained unchanged, but a hint of doubt tinged her words.

Those floating like duckweed on the river of fate might naturally be curious. But The Heavenly Death Star is different. Your fate is predetermined, so why the curiosity?

On the river of fate, there was a ship moving toward a single goal. That was the Heavenly Death Star.

Already determined?

To kill or be killed. That has been the fate of all the Heavenly Death Stars.

Certainly, its a precarious situation. If I say nothing now, a tremendous massacre will unfold. Alright. Let me take a glimpse into the heavens.

Cheon Gija started to observe the celestial fate using his tools.

Cheon Gija busily handled his tools while the Heavenly Death Star watched him indifferently. Twilight had passed, and darkness had settled over the village.

Cheon Gijas busy hands paused momentarily.

Ah, so thats how things are flowing. What is the will of the heavens to give such a trial again

Cheon Gija lamented what he saw, ignoring the Heavenly Death Star before him.

Whats going on?

The Heavenly Death Star asked, puzzled by Cheon Gijas flustered voice.

No, its nothing. I observed something else while watching the heavens. Its not about you, so dont worry. From what I see, there are two paths.

Two paths?

One certain and one uncertain. Which do you want to hear first?

The certain one.

Master martial arts to the utmost. While its true that martial arts, created to reach the heavens, cannot defy heavens will, there are those who have reached the heavens through martial arts. If you can control the murderous intent of the Heavenly Death Star, it will surely be a path for you.

The Heavenly Death Star, who should have been a monster, still maintained a human facade. Surely, the martial arts being practiced were suppressing the innate nature.

It was a low probability, but mastering martial arts might allow control over the Heavenly Death Stars inherent nature.

The uncertain path?

Someday you will meet a noble person.

A noble person?

One who has defied heavens fate. Who has reached the end of their heavenly mandate and returned from death. One who can even change the fate of others. There will come a day when you meet such a person.

Where is this person?

That person exists outside the path of heaven. I should not intervene further. Just know, the day you meet will come. You may not realize they are the noble person. But if you do recognize it, stay by their side. Surely, something unforeseen by the heavens will occur.

I dont understand what youre saying.

Nor do I. How can Cheon Gija, bound by celestial fate, know of one who transcends it? I can only infer from the flow around me.

Practice martial arts and wait for the noble person. Is that all?

Displeasure was evident in the expressionless words of the Heavenly Death Star. It was frustrating to have come so far only to hear familiar and vague statements. The Heavenly Death Star had every right to be displeased.

If changing the fate of one who carries a star were easy, massacres would not occur every hundred years.

I understand. Ill remember that.

The Heavenly Death Star rose from her seat.

Cheon Gija briefly tidied his scattered tools before looking up at The Heavenly Death Star.

Ah.

But The Heavenly Death Star had already vanished. Only the empty silence of the alley lingered.

Two free clients in a row. Even the great Cheon Gija is getting old.

Cheon Gija smiled bitterly, stood up, organized his tools and flags, and looked skyward.

He saw two stars. A red star and a faint one. The star that had carved its own fate was once again being drawn into the influence of a calamitous star .

The two stars are too close. They will surely meet. Is it to carry out the execution of one who refused deaths fate, or is there another design from the heavens?

The two stars were gradually drawing closer to each other.

Its too early for them to meet now. With such faint light

The fate of the calamitous star would be insurmountable.