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Chapter 572 The Six Thieves Arrive Late
Feng Xue slowly tore off a piece of sesame flatbread, dipped it in mutton soup, and put it in his mouth. Under his keen eyes, various destinies appeared before him:

[Chief Escort of Longmen Escort Agency], [Iron Abacus], [Head Chef of Xuan Tie Gang], [Old Hand], [Know-It-All]...

All sorts of destinies unfolded before his eyes. Although most of them were ordinary destinies, the strongest of which was only a镖头 (bodyguard/escort), upon closer inspection, it didn't make much of a difference. After all, if there really were destinies that looked very strong at first glance, then there would be no need to be holed up in a small inn next to the post station drinking mutton soup early in the morning.

Well, Feng Xue doesn't count; he's a deity who descended to earth to experience life.

He shook his head slightly, thinking that he was probably overthinking things, but just as he was about to look away, he suddenly noticed that one of his lifespans had suddenly begun to decline rapidly.

The drop was so rapid, it almost instantly fell to 1.

"Good heavens, has this offended the Grand Duke Jupiter?"

Feng Xue raised an eyebrow, looking more closely this time, and soon noticed that it wasn't just one person whose lifespan had dropped.

The people were scattered in different locations, but they were in corners that were easy to overlook. If Feng Xue hadn't used his Heavenly Life Observation to lock onto their lifespans, his Fiery Eyes wouldn't have even noticed their destinies.

"This is interesting."

You can say Feng Xue lacks combat experience, but you absolutely cannot say he lacks experience in the martial arts world. Since his first stroke of luck, several years have passed. What kind of people hasn't he seen?
With just a moment's thought, he understood the situation, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Seeing that Chen Xuan was eating with relish, Feng Xue didn't say anything. Just as she had said before, she wasn't the kind of ingrate who would take advantage of someone and leave. Since she was using Chen Xuan's destiny, she naturally had to leave him something.

With Loki's divine status as his support, even without Salafina present, he was able to complete quite complex calculations. It wasn't that Loki's divine status made him smarter, but rather it was similar to adding two memory sticks to a computer. The system was still the same system, and the processor was still the same processor, but it could greatly improve the speed of thinking and reduce the time spent thinking.

Having made up his mind, he lowered his head again, finished his breakfast, and continued on his way with Chen Xuan.

The roar of two motorcycles echoed on the loess road. Feng Xue and Chen Xuan rode side by side, quickly leaving the bustling noise of the post station behind. The scenery on both sides of the road was once again replaced by rolling hills and sparse woodlands.

But at that moment, Chen Xuan suddenly spoke:

"Brother, it seems like something's about to happen!"

"Oh?" Feng Xue didn't expect Chen Xuan to react so quickly, and immediately asked in confusion. Chen Xuan didn't slow down, but instead said directly:
"You know I've had a lot of bad luck for the past ten years or so, so I've gained some experience. How should I put it... I feel like my bad luck is about to catch up with me again."

Chen Xuan seemed to have a hard time explaining that feeling, but Feng Xue understood perfectly. The human body is a very magical thing; it always stores things that one doesn't consciously remember. For ordinary people, such memories at most enhance their intuition. But Chen Xuan was particularly unlucky, which meant that his brain had accumulated a lot of memories about bad luck. And as we all know, the more reference groups there are, the more accurate the judgment will be.

"I didn't expect you to have innate intuition!" Feng Xue thought to herself that this kid wasn't entirely without talent, and immediately nodded.
"Someone is catching up. Although they're not enough for me to fight, this is still a training opportunity, so I'll let one person go for you. Your job is to avoid getting caught before I kill the others. Are you confident?"

"Ah, this..." Chen Xuan hesitated slightly, but couldn't bring himself to refuse. He wasn't stupid; he naturally understood that there were plenty of unlucky people in the world. Even without him, this Great Sage could find someone else to share the burden, but he had to consider that this might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

If I give up this opportunity, can I go back to being my own unlucky, hellish self?

How can it be!

At that moment, Chen Xuan truly had the thought, "I'd rather die than be a jinx." It was precisely because of this thought that this passionate young man, who had been unlucky his whole life but still harbored dreams, nodded vigorously.

"I try my best!"

“Very good, but don’t worry, that catalog really contains all the peerless martial arts. There’s a forest here, right? I’ll leave you one with poor lightness skills. You can just carry him around! Alright, they’re almost catching up. Let’s slow down.”

As Feng Xue spoke, she drove the car toward the woods beside her. Upon seeing this, Chen Xuan immediately tightened the brakes and looked back. He saw six figures riding along, trailing clouds of dust as they chased after him!

"Wow, that lightness skill... oh, actually it seems just average?" Chen Xuan's perception faltered for a moment, but Feng Xue ignored him and said directly:

"Alright, you run into the woods, I'll hold you off here."

"Understood!" Although Chen Xuan felt a pang of conscience that abandoning his elder brother seemed a bit disloyal, he quickly reconsidered. He realized that a few petty thieves couldn't possibly defeat the Great Sage Equal to Heaven. But then, a sudden realization struck him. Looking at the thieves again, he exclaimed:
"Six thieves? How come they were late in changing horses at the steep ravine?"

Although the thought popped into his head, Chen Xuan knew that fate was something that only needed to be roughly matched, and there was no need for it to be perfectly accurate, so he stopped thinking about it and turned to go into the woods. Feng Xue, on the other hand, stood at the entrance of the woods with her sword drawn, waiting for the six thieves to come forward. She even casually rubbed a stick that reached her eyebrows with her Delis.

At that very moment, the speed of the six figures suddenly increased several degrees. It turned out that their previous speed was just to conserve their energy. Now that they had seen their target, they were unleashing their full power. It seemed that they didn't even want to talk and were about to kill and rob directly.

Feng Xue rolled her eyes and quickly locked onto the six people, only to find that the fate above their heads had changed, and they had simply become the six thieves!

[Eyes See Joy] was hunched over, short and stout, wielding a strange sword; [Ears Hear Anger] was tall and robust, with a prominent occiput, clearly a master of external martial arts; [Nose Smells Love], on the other hand, had fair skin and appeared quite handsome compared to the two ugly men, though middle-aged, he carried a folding fan, resembling a refined gentleman; [Tongue Tastes Thought], however, was a bald monk with sinister eyes, a strong physique, but exuding a venomous, ruthless aura; [Body Is Worried] was the youngest of the group, dressed in a brocade robe, with a handsome face, and wielding an antique-style longsword, appearing at first glance like a young swordsman if not mixed in with the others…

Feng Xue only glanced at these people before focusing her attention on the last one. This person, who had the "Desire for Opinion" destiny on his head, was also dressed as a monk, but compared to the tall, viper-like monk, he was noticeably shorter. He wore a monk's hat, but his gray hair was visible, and he held a strange, crooked long knife.

The reason for such attention is that, before Feng Xue truly intended to kill him, the number above his head had only dropped to three digits.

In other words...

"If I didn't really intend to kill him, even if he did, wouldn't he most likely be able to escape with serious injuries?"

(End of this chapter)