CHAPTER 412: CHAPTER 412: PROPHECY DIVINATION TECHNIQUE_1

Chu Hao was frantic. The ancient tomb was so vast; where could he possibly find Little Ying?

Chu Hao, "I need to calculate Little Ying’s location."

System, "It is recommended that the Host purchase the Heavenly Prophecy Technique, which requires 10,000 Pretentiousness Points."

"Exchange Merit Points for it."

"DING... Host has exchanged 100,000 Merit Points, obtaining 10,000 Pretentiousness Points."

"DING... Host has purchased the Heavenly Scroll, expending 10,000 Pretentiousness Points. Remaining Pretentiousness Points: 1,600."

Item: Heavenly Prophecy Technique

Rarity: ★★★★

Ability: The accuracy of the prophecy depends on the mana points consumed.

Prophecy; this was considered one of the more powerful calculations within the Divine Calculation.

"Learn."

"DING... Host has learned the Heavenly Prophecy Technique, obtaining 7,000 mana points."

Gaining 7,000 mana points was quite thrilling.

However, Chu Hao discovered that he couldn’t just predict someone’s whereabouts out of thin air; he needed their date and time of birth, or an object they frequently touched.

He thought of Su Muyue; Little Ying had been hired by her.

The ancient tomb was vast, and everyone was focused on King Chu’s Seal and the exit. Chu Hao went to the palace, quickly found Su Muyue, and said urgently, "Do you have anything Little Ying has touched? Give it to me, quick!"

Su Muyue was surprised. It seemed Chu Hao had triumphed over the Ghost Sacrificer.

Although Su Muyue was puzzled, she still took out a pair of women’s underwear from her backpack, her delicate face blushing as she said, "Does this count?"

Looking at the women’s underwear, Chu Hao was speechless and asked, "Her underwear? Why do you have it?"

Su Muyue’s face reddened. "Don’t get the wrong idea! When we set off, she got her period and borrowed a pair of mine to wear."

Indeed, there was a small red stain on the underwear. Chu Hao was speechless for a long time. He really wanted to ask why she hadn’t thrown them away, but there was no time.

Chu Hao formed hand seals and recited an arcane language; this was the ancient tongue of the Heavenly Prophecy Technique.

"DING... Using the Heavenly Prophecy Technique consumes 1,000 mana points per second."

So, with the mana points he currently possessed, could he predict events up to twenty seconds in the future?

Su Muyue saw Chu Hao’s eyes gradually brighten until they seemed to emit two beams of light, like lightning, which startled her.

Yet, the scene was undeniably bizarre: Chu Hao’s eyes were glowing as he stared intently at the women’s underwear. It looked utterly perverted, no matter how one viewed it.

However, what Chu Hao saw was, of course, not underwear; he saw a scene.

Little Ying swung her black fishtail onto the shore, holding a bronze seal in her hand—the Emperor’s Yellow Seal!

"I see it!"

Chu Hao was excited, but twenty seconds passed quickly, and all his mana points were drained.

Chu Hao snatched the underwear and said, "I need to borrow this for a moment."

Su Muyue didn’t have time to say anything before she saw Chu Hao take the underwear and sprint away. If it had been anyone else, they would surely have considered Chu Hao a pervert.

What on earth happened?

Su Muyue chose to believe that Chu Hao must have something important to do; she didn’t believe he was the kind of pervert who liked women’s underwear.

Chu Hao ran frantically, racing against time. Mana recovery was too slow. He said, "System, do you have anything that can recover mana? Purchase it right now!"

"DING... Host purchases a Mana Recovery Potion, expending 500 Pretentiousness Points."

Item: Mana Recovery Potion

Rarity: ★

Ability: Taking the potion instantly recovers 5,000 mana points.

"Fuck, this thing is damn expensive!" But he couldn’t worry about that now. He gulped down the potion and used his qinggong to leap over rooftops and scale walls.

Little Ying had wanted to return the way she came, but found the path destroyed by the Ghost Offering Clan, so she had no choice but to look for another way out.

Upon returning to the lake, she saw someone suddenly sprinting towards her. Who else could it be but Chu Hao?

Chu Hao was panting heavily, his side aching from exhaustion. He pointed at Little Ying, barely catching his breath, and said, "Put... put down the Emperor’s Yellow Seal! Fucking hell, you’ve exhausted me!"

Little Ying was shocked. She clutched the Emperor’s Yellow Seal tightly and asked cautiously, "How did you know I was here?"

Chu Hao, so tired his tongue was lolling out, said, "You only have one choice now: put down the Emperor’s Yellow Seal, or else! This Taoist Master will ensure your death is exceedingly unpleasant."

Little Ying had a strange expression on her face. This guy is this exhausted and still threatening me?

However, Little Ying wouldn’t confront Chu Hao head-on. Unsure of his actual power, she retreated and jumped straight into the lake.

Chu Hao shouted, "Ritian Stick, chase!"

The Ritian Stick appeared, plunged into the water, and began to spin rapidly.

The lake’s surface started spinning wildly, like overturning rivers and seas. Little Ying swam deeper, only to find herself being irresistibly pulled backward, about to be sucked towards the rotating Ritian Stick.

Her face turned pale.

Suddenly, the bottom of the lake shook, and a huge vine, fully ten zhang long and incredibly massive, broke the surface of the water.

Was the Bauhinia Demon Tree awakened?

Little Ying cried out as she was flung high into the air by the water, the Emperor’s Yellow Seal slipping from her grasp.

Chu Hao was overjoyed. He leaped down and grabbed the Emperor’s Yellow Seal.

But before he could celebrate, the high-speed rotation of the Ritian Stick seemed to have angered the sleeping Bauhinia Demon Tree. From deep underground, numerous roots and vines surged out, entangling towards Chu Hao.

"Ritian Stick!" Chu Hao bellowed.

The Ritian Stick appeared, spinning rapidly, and the vines were continuously severed. Chu Hao grabbed the Ritian Stick, activated his Lightweight Water Floating Skill, and fled with incredible speed.

Once ashore, he couldn’t care about anything else because the entire Ancient Tomb began to shake; the Bauhinia Demon Tree was enraged.

The Ancient Tomb trembled as if struck by an earthquake and began to collapse.

The Bauhinia Demon Tree was enormous; its roots spread throughout the entire Ancient Tomb, targeting Chu Hao. Underground rocks vibrated, and stones tumbled violently. More and more vines burst from the ground, like writhing giant snakes, fiercely lunging towards him.

Chu Hao got angry too and said, "Old Tree Demon, why the fuck are you meddling?!"

Pocketing the Emperor’s Yellow Seal, Chu Hao held the Ritian Stick and fiercely smashed it down.

In an instant, yang energy and Inner Strength erupted in the surroundings, and the huge approaching root exploded. Its power was immense, no less than a bomb blast!

However, after just this one strike, Chu Hao was completely drained. The consumption was too great; after all, the Ritian Stick was an unusual treasure that he couldn’t fully control with his current abilities.

Without further hesitation, he bolted towards the palace.

Chu Hao gulped down the last Mana Recovery Potion, desperately fleeing for his life.

He knew where the entrance to the Ancient Tomb was: a large pool deep inside the palace. That was the way out.

Those in the palace searching for an exit were also attacked by the Bauhinia Demon Tree; some met a gruesome end.

"Chu Hao!" Su Muyue and Ji Ba saw Chu Hao sprinting towards them.

Chu Hao shouted, "Quick! The pool inside the palace—that’s the exit!"

Hearing this, the two reacted instantly, darting towards the pool.

Others who heard Chu Hao’s words had ecstatic expressions on their faces. No wonder they couldn’t find it after searching for so long—it was in the palace’s pool all along! Everyone dashed towards the pool and, without any hesitation, jumped right in.

Chu Hao reached the edge of the pool. Turning around, he saw the vines were not far off. He couldn’t resist a parting taunt, "Old Tree Demon, this Taoist Master will remember this grudge! Someday, I’ll return and burn you to ashes!"

With that, he leaped down.

"DING... Host’s enraged posturing has earned 900 Pretentiousness Points."