Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 274.004. Tracing Back to the Source
The imperial edict has not been delivered?

Everyone was stunned for a moment. The life-giving words were perfectly stored inside the boot, how could they have escaped?

Jin Ziyue tried to probe the aura of the other inscriptions. The other eight, even the century-old [Arrogance], were all safely placed inside the boot.

Nine lives for a cat represents the maximum amount of life points stored in its destiny record, and also signifies the superior qualities of the cat.

Yan Wuxun said, "I have never used this 'destiny phrase,' and I rarely delve into the 'destiny phrase' for boots."

“If it is a destiny word that has developed sentience, it is indeed possible that it will try to escape.” Jin Ziyue did not doubt Yan Wuxun’s meaning.

"But [Alone and Alone] has only been around for a few decades, and is even severely weakened. How could it possibly have the strength to escape from the boot's body?"

Fearing that Chen Ruolan might not understand, Jin Ziyue explained, "The boots are spirit cats. The higher the grade, the easier it is for the life controller to set up more advanced life-locking techniques, just like being bound to the host. Unless the host dies, they cannot break free."

"Where could the decree have gone?" Chen Ruolan asked curiously.

Yan Wuxun coughed, clearly feeling he had neglected his duty, and said, "I really didn't notice any missing inscriptions on the boots, so it's probably safe to say, right?"

"If it didn't run away, then it's still inside the boot, right?" Douzi asked curiously.

After listening, Jin Ziyue began to consider other possibilities.

He browsed through the remaining eight life-related words within the boots. Eight clusters of energy lay dormant within the orange cat, as peaceful as if they were asleep.

Occasional fluctuations will occur, but they will remain within a very small range, and mutual interference will be avoided as much as possible.

put one's oar in?

Jin Ziyue seemed to have grasped something.

He checked the energy of each incantation.

Although I don't remember it very precisely, it seems that the number of major titles has increased significantly.

He frowned and said, "I'm afraid [Lonely Shadow] really didn't run away."

"That?"

"It was swallowed up by other terms."

When Chen Ruolan first heard this idea, she couldn't help but be curious: "Like hunting animals?"

"It must be because the previous injury was too severe, causing the life essence to collapse. The energy within the boot had nowhere to dissipate and was absorbed by other life essences."

This was the first time Jin Ziyue had encountered such a situation.

Even among those destined for power, there is plunder and bloodshed in the pursuit of growth.

Even the words of destiny must follow the laws of survival, and so must all living things; this thought inevitably weighed heavily on everyone's hearts.

Jin Ziyue remembered that when Mingci was still in the previous host's body, he killed it twice. When he used it, Mingci was probably already on the verge of collapse.

"It's a pity that we're missing the ability to provide insurance."

Jin Ziyue took it in stride and said, "There are all sorts of strange and wonderful phrases in the world; I'm sure I can find one that suits me better."

Fu Xun glanced at it and noticed something out of place on the boot. He couldn't help but ask, "You even keep a phrase like 'exhausting one's energy'?"

This destiny only has about 13 years of energy, which is incredibly weak.

Moreover, if Fu Xun remembered correctly, this fate was a curse. When it was applied to him, it would only reduce his concentration and accelerate the consumption of physical strength. Of course, he could choose to expend his energy, but what benefit could a fate that lasted for 13 years bring?

It's practically a debuff.

and many more.

Fu Xun's eyes brightened slightly as he said, "This isn't for our own use, but for the enemy's?"

Jin Ziyue nodded: "To be precise, it is specifically designed for those who control destiny."

Good heavens, the Fate Master doesn't have an original Fate Word. All the Fate Words they use are like reeds in the wind, easily stolen and replaced with a weakened one. In this state of ebb and flow, even the strongest Fate Master can't unleash their full potential.

The prerequisite is that one must have enough confidence in one's ability to control life. For a normal person, it takes at least a minute to remove the life incantation. In battle, there is simply no opportunity for the life controller to finish reciting the life control incantation.

For someone like Lao Yan, who's only half-baked, it takes him half an hour to get the divination text, and then he has to change it to a new one. It's simply a pipe dream for him to use this tactic.

This is unimaginable for most people, but for Jin Ziyue...

Fu Xun glanced at him.

"How long will it take you to detach yourself from the life-binding blessing?"

"Three seconds."

"Wow, that's amazing!" Kou Dou exclaimed.

Yan Wuxun felt ashamed, as if he had been stabbed in the back without his knowledge.

“There are still risks.” Fu Xun nodded. A three-second exchange of life is terrifying, but it’s not enough. No enemy will stand still for three seconds, especially a familiar colleague.

Moreover, it can only be applied to those who control destiny, which adds many prerequisites.

No wonder this proposal was neglected; it's too useless.

"Wow, such a complete selection!" Chen Ruolan said, looking around like a curious child.

She strained her eyes, as if the decree were right in front of her, and smiled knowingly: "Having a decree is so convenient."

I have only been able to live to this day because of the destiny I have been given, and [Tiger Silent Incense] influences my every word and action.

“The decision to appoint someone is just a variable; the only one you can truly rely on is yourself,” Jin Ziyue said.

"Haha, having the decree makes things much easier, doesn't it?" Chen Ruolan raised an eyebrow and glanced at him, her eyes smug.

"I'm wondering if the power of destiny limits us, confining our pursuit of power to the expression and cultivation of destiny."

Jin Ziyue's expression was indifferent, but his words carried immense weight.

Fu Xun seemed to be deep in thought, resting his chin on his hand without saying a word.

"But for many people, the destiny is simply part of becoming stronger."

Chen Ruolan said, then laughed: "But I don't have that kind of trouble. I can't access the destiny texts, so I can only trust my own fists."

After saying that, she stood up and waved her small fist. The woman's fingers were beautiful, with distinct knuckles, neither fleshy nor delicate, and with a healthy sheen.

Douzi smiled, amused by Chen Ruolan's appearance: "Sister Lan is so cool!"

"Right?" Chen Ruolan raised the corners of her mouth smugly, revealing a glimpse of her white teeth, and raised an eyebrow at Douzi.

Yan Wuxun sat silently next to Douzi.

Many wielders of destiny do not only rely on destiny incantations; they also possess their own unique skills, some of which are passed down through generations by orthodox families and have endured for a long time.

"not enough."

Jin Ziyue said.

"Ok?"

"Our current strength is far from enough. I'm thinking about where the upper limit of our strength lies, and if we reach it, how do we break through it?"

Fu Xun said, "If it's a destiny inscription, the direction of development lies in increasing the lifespan; for humans, the only way is to continuously improve their physical abilities, manipulation techniques, or tools? Technology?"

Jin Ziyue shook his head: "The human body has its limits. Physical fitness and skills can indeed be very powerful, but I always feel that something is missing."

Chen Ruolan's expression softened slightly: "There's really no other way."

She said, "You also need to consider a very abstract concept."

Jin Ziyue and Fu Xun both looked at her at the same time.

Chen Ruolan raised an index finger and added, "It's willpower. This is an innate advantage of humankind. Even destiny relies on human willpower to grow. It's clear that human emotions, thoughts, and spirit are all prerequisites for strength, and there is still enough potential to develop."

"Old Jin must have realized this as well, which is why he prepared this final statement, right?"

Chen Ruolan walked over and nudged Jin Ziyue with her shoulder, her expression mocking.

Fu Xun glanced at Yan Wuxun, who had no expression on his face, and kept his eyes downcast.

"Ah."

As Jin Ziyue spoke, he took out the last incantation:
Tracing back to the source

Holders of this property are adept at tracing back to the source, showing a clear interest in the essence of things, and possessing an inexhaustible drive to explore the unknown. From the cause and effect of small events to the laws of creation, all acts of seeking the root of things bring them great pleasure and satisfaction.

Special effect:

【Source Realm】(Special): A dream world developed by a previous owner, capable of connecting with the host's memories and constructing a virtual world. By stimulating the host's consciousness, it reconstructs the scene of first gaining power through dreams, thereby unleashing the host's potential.

Note:
1. During this period, the host's memories will be selectively blocked;
2. The intensity of the reconstructed scene is determined by the length of the edict, and therefore lacks authenticity.

“Only Xun and I can attempt this inscription. Lao Yan’s situation is quite special, and others cannot easily change the inscription,” Jin Ziyue added.

"The scene of first gaining power..." Fu Xun murmured, "is quite interesting."

Chen Ruolan smoothed her ponytail, tossed her head, and let a strand of hair slip from between her fingers. She gave a smug look and said, "I don't need it."

Yan Wuxun nodded silently after listening to Jin Ziyue's words, without saying a word. He was unusually silent today; normally, he would have chatted for a while.

Douzi blinked, looked at Yan Wuxun with his lifeless eyes, and tilted his head curiously.

The chat ended there, and everyone returned to their lodgings.

……

into the night.

The night breeze tugged at the curtains, and the moon's reflection shimmered on the glass.

Jin Ziyue recalled the past: powerful enemies, unknown risks, emerging conspiracies, and the revealed truth. All his thoughts boiled down to one sentence:

Become stronger.

He composed himself, changed into the "Tracing the Source" technique, and slowly straightened his upright posture while closing his eyes.

The last two chapters contain some of the few sweet moments in the entire volume (ゝω).
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