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Chapter 225: Seeking Information

Shi Chen was listening intently to the sounds around him when the monk in sackcloth robes sitting at the same table asked him something. He finally freed his attention and replied, "I'm looking for some information, but it doesn't seem to be available here."

"I happen to know some fortune-telling techniques, which may be of some help to you, senior. I wonder what you are looking for?" said the monk in hemp clothes.

Shi Chen came to his senses and thought to himself, "I've been searching for them for nearly six months, but there's been no news. If I could find out their whereabouts through divination, perhaps... But this person is hiding his abilities and claims to be proficient in divination. People in this world are treacherous. If he has ulterior motives, I'll be asking for trouble. However, the journey to find my wife is too long and fruitless. If I miss this opportunity, I don't know when I'll have to wait."

Thinking of this, a hint of hesitation and struggle flashed in Shi Chen's eyes, and finally his heart suddenly became clear. After all, compared with the two of them in terms of cultivation, the other party was only one level higher than himself. With his strength that could fight against an early stage fusion cultivator, there was no need to worry about the other party having any bad intentions.

"What do you require me to pay? Spirit stones? Spirit objects? Pills? Or something else?" Shi Chen asked the monk in hemp clothes.

Hearing the other party's question, the monk in hemp clothes knew that the monk had already been tempted. He thought to himself: "This person's luck and fate are all hidden from the heavens. Even if he is not a person with great luck, he is currently protected by the great way. If I can have some connection with him, perhaps it will change my chances."

Then, he said in a pretentious tone, "If the calculation is not accurate, I won't take a penny. If the calculation is accurate, I hope you can do me a favor."

Shi Chen took a deep breath, stared at the monk in sackcloth clothes, and whispered, "Okay, I promise you, as long as it doesn't violate my moral principles, I will help you. My name is Shi Chen, and I'm looking for my Taoist partner. Can you figure out where they are?"

The monk in hemp clothes nodded slightly and said, "Don't worry, senior. My name is Suan Fang. Please tell me their names. If you have any items related to them, that would be even better."

Shi Chen thought for a moment, took out three teacups, and said with a hint of embarrassment, "I only have these three teacups they used. I wonder if this will work?"

"I'll try and tell you their names," said the monk in sackcloth.

"Liang Ruyan and Xu Qianying are my Taoist partners, and the other one is a good friend named Huang Ziying." Shi Chen said as he divided up the teacups used by Huang Ziying.

"Please wait a moment, senior. Let me give it a try." As he said this, the monk in hemp clothes closed his eyes again, counted rapidly with his hands, and muttered to himself.

Shi Chen stared at the monk in hemp clothes intently, feeling uneasy. "I hope I can really find out their whereabouts this time."

As time passed, beads of sweat gradually appeared on the forehead of the monk in hemp clothes, and Shi Chen's heart began to tighten.

Finally, the monk in sackcloth clothes slowly opened his eyes, and there was a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Shi Chen asked anxiously, "How is it? Did you figure out anything?"

The monk in sackcloth frowned and said, "Senior, the situation is a bit complicated. Although I have some understanding, it is still not very clear."

Shi Chen's heart sank, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope and asked, "Then tell me quickly."

The sackcloth monk pondered for a moment and then slowly said, "They seem to be seeking help, but they can't figure out the specific time and place."

Shi Chen frowned and fell into deep thought: "Seek help?"

"Are you trying to trick me? With your calculation skills, you can't even figure out the location and time, and you still want me to help you?" Shi Chen was disdainful and couldn't help but sneered.

"Senior, please calm down. It seems that their fate has been obscured. When they calculate the destiny, it feels chaotic and unclear." Suan Fang explained with a frown.

"In that case, we'll say goodbye here." Shi Chen said as he reached out to take back the teacup.

Seeing this, Suan Fang hurriedly said, "Wait a minute, Senior. Although I haven't been able to clearly calculate the specific situation, I have a vague feeling that the direction they are heading seems to be related to the depths of the Chaotic Sea."

Shi Chen stopped and stared at Suan Fang sharply: "Deep in the Chaotic Sea? There are dangers lurking everywhere there. Don't fool me with your vague clues."

Suan Fang said sincerely, "Senior, I swear by my heart that what I say is not empty talk. However, the mystery within this is truly difficult to grasp. In recent years, there have been rumors of an island in the Chaotic Sea, and on that island lives a person with extremely accurate divination skills. I was planning to travel there to discuss the Dao with him. Why don't you come with me? Perhaps we can learn something."

Shi Chen hesitated for a moment, thinking to himself, "Even if there's only a slight possibility, I can't let it go. Besides, I've heard similar news before, so I might as well give it a try." Then he said, "I'll trust you for now. If I can find out about them, I'll definitely give you something good."

Suan Fang nodded solemnly: "Don't worry, senior, I will do my best to help you find them."

The vast, turbulent sea surged with waves, their foam rolling endlessly like snow, cascading towards the horizon. The sky was as blue as a gem, clear and deep, without a single cloud to block it.

Below the flying boat, small reefs and islands occasionally appeared in the waves. After dozens of days of sailing, two monks disembarked from a large flying boat on a large island over a hundred miles in the turbulent sea.

The monk in hemp clothes walked in front, his left hand tucked into his hemp sleeve, his right palm holding a palm-sized hexagram plate magic weapon, muttering something.

Behind the sackcloth-robed monk, a monk with a stern face, bright eyes, dressed in a blue shirt and gray robe, followed closely with slow steps.

These two people are Suan Fang and Shi Chen.

After walking out of the Feizhou Wharf, Suan Fang suddenly stood on the avenue outside the wharf. His face gradually turned pale, his breathing became rapid, his right hand holding the hexagram plate turned quickly, and his left sleeve also bulged.

The flow of people on the avenue was suddenly blocked by two people. The monk walking behind them was stunned at first, with a dissatisfied look on his face. His steps were forced to stop. He just opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he closed his mouth in an instant, turned to the side, lowered his head and left quickly.

Then the people behind opened their mouths, but before they could say anything, they turned aside and left like the person before them.

There are many monks here, bustling about, but they are divided in a few moments.

The cultivators behind were confused, and a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm shouted, "What's going on up ahead? Don't block the road, get out of the way!"

Many monks following behind him also shouted: "Yes, we still have to hurry, get out of the way."

Shi Chen turned around and stared at the Jindan cultivators a few feet behind him, and snorted coldly.

Several Jindan cultivators had hoped to rely on their numbers to attack and use their spiritual sense to investigate, but they were unable to detect the gray-robed cultivator's cultivation level. The first Jindan cultivator to speak, a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, hurriedly kowtowed and said, "I was reckless. Please forgive me! Please do as you please, senior."

After saying that, he turned around and walked into the crowd next to him, leaving the place quickly.

The other monks who had spoken broke out in cold sweat, kowtowed and saluted, then quickly joined the crowd on both sides.

At this point, within a ten-foot radius of where Shi Chen and Suan Fang were standing, the monks coming and going automatically split up and walked left and right.