Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?

Chapter 41: Chapter 41: The Guidance of the Ancestral Patriarch
 

“Report to the authorities?” Now it was Wen Zishu’s turn to be confused.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t understand; it was just, would anyone use this expression nowadays?

Hearing the words, Xia Xin immediately explained, “Reporting to the authorities means to call the police.” Turning his head, he whispered to Jiangli, “Here, the Governor’s Office is no longer called the Governor’s Office; it’s called the Public Security Bureau, and the people inside are not called Government Officials or Honorable Officials anymore, they’re called policemen.”

“Quite troublesome,” Jiangli paused for a second, then nodded, “Understood.”

Xia Xin turned to Fu Shiyan and others, forced a dry laugh, and retreated to Jiangli’s side.

Jiangli looked at Wen Zishu and said, “Yes, it means to call the police.”

Wen Zishu nodded vaguely, “I know that… but, the problem is I also don’t know where she will appear, so how to find someone, eh?”

“With a photo at hand, finding someone should be fairly straightforward, right?” Jiangli said, turning his gaze to Duan Jianchuan, who had been silent next to Fu Shiyan, “Isn’t this man a military officer? Asking him to look for someone shouldn’t be difficult.”

“A military officer?” Wen Zishu was stunned again.

Fu Shiyan, on the other hand, was quite interested and asked, “Does the master know his identity?”

“He has a good fortune, but also a heavy Evil Qi, such people are usually from the military with a lot of blood on their hands,” Jiangli appraised Duan Jianchuan, “And he has a good physique, seems like a martial artist.”

Duan Jianchuan’s eyebrows twitched behind his sunglasses.

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“You’re right! He, he really is a soldier, he…” Wen Zishu, hearing this, immediately reignited his ‘love’ for Jiangli and excitedly began to speak.

Suddenly, Duan Jianchuan raised his hand and aimed at the back of Wen Zishu’s head, then smacked it firmly, interrupting him.

Wen Zishu immediately screamed with his head in his hands, “Ow! Duan Jianchuan, why did you hit me? Do you not want to live anymore!”

“Shut up,” Duan Jianchuan said coldly.

Wen Zishu fell silent, and one had to say, both the third brother and Old Duan were quite scary. He sulkily pouted and looked toward Fu Shiyan.

Fu Shiyan glanced at his phone and said, “Jianchuan.”

Understanding his meaning, Duan Jianchuan said, “Give me the photo.”

Wen Zishu knew this meant he had agreed and immediately his eyes lit up, he handed over the phone smiling, “Then I’ll have to trouble you, Old Duan!”

Duan Jianchuan did not say a word and took the phone and left.

“So…” Jiangli spoke, “It seems his issue is resolved, what about yours?”

She looked at Fu Shiyan, clearly more interested in this person.

Fu Shiyan placed his arms on the table, crossed his hands, and said with a faint smile, “Master, what do you think my problem could be?”

Your life fate has been altered by someone, I’ve told you about this, haven’t I?” Jiangli cut straight to the point.

Fu Shiyan said, “You mean fate alteration?”

Yes,” Jiangli nodded, “Generally speaking, life fates aren’t easily altered, but there are always exceptions, which is why Xuanmen exists. Of course, Mystic Technique is always a double-edged sword; it can save or harm people. Hence, besides the orthodox Xuanmen, there’s the concept of evil cultivation. Those who practice evil cultivation use all methods that can save people for harmful purposes, including altering fate. Orthodox Xuanmen helps people attract fortune and avoid misfortune, which is a kind of simple fate alteration, but it cannot truly change all your destined outcomes. However, there’s a dark art of altering fate that can turn a very good life fate into a terrible one, even seizing their good fortune to claim it as their own.”