socalfunplaces Chapter 151 Azure Dragon's Seven Constellations
Chapter 151 Azure Dragon's Seven Constellations
After a long silence, Ying Zheng slowly uttered four words: "I am searching for an answer."
"The Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon?" Lin Tian frowned.
Ying Zheng's eyes flashed, slightly surprised: "So you know this too, sir."
Lin Tian stroked his chin with his fingertips, his voice calm: "The Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon, namely the seven stars of the Eastern Azure Dragon—Horn, Neck, Root, Room, Heart, Tail, and Winnowing Basket—correspond to the dragon's horns, throat, foreclaws, heart, tail, chest, abdomen, and tail wind. These seven stars illuminate the seven kingdoms, and the seven kingdoms hold seven secrets, the keys of which have always been held by the crown prince. Legend has it that whoever deciphers the true meaning of the Azure Dragon will grasp the power of the world. The rise of Duke Zhuang of Zheng was related to this. As for the rest, my knowledge is limited."
"Could it be..." Lin Tian suddenly turned his head, his gaze like a hook, locking onto Han Fei, "Han Fei, you know the truth?"
What a ridiculous mystery! When I transmigrated here, the fog surrounding the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon was still completely obscured.
Feeling a chill run down his spine under Lin Tian's gaze, Han Fei's Adam's apple bobbed, and he chuckled dryly, waving his hand: "Brother Lin, your gaze is too chilling... I do know a little about the Azure Dragon Seven Constellations. But you haven't asked me at all! Otherwise, I would have told you everything from the bottom of my heart long ago."
"Oh? Then hurry up and pour it out."
Lin Tian's voice was deep, and the last syllable of his voice was like a blade scraping against blue bricks, exuding an undeniable sense of pressure.
"To be honest, my knowledge of the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon is very limited..." Han Fei lowered his eyes, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the embroidery on his sleeve, as if searching through long-forgotten memories. "Before leaving Little Sage Village, I asked my teacher—is there truly an invisible force in this world, secretly influencing the fate of all living beings?"
"How will you answer, sir?" Ying Zheng's gaze sharpened.
"The master only said: Yes." Han Fei nodded.
Ying Zheng pressed on relentlessly, "What kind of power is that?!"
Han Fei chuckled lightly, raising his eyes to look directly at me: "I pressed you with the same question back then. So... you traveled all the way to Xinzheng to find me, just for this?"
Ying Zheng frowned slightly: "Answer me first."
"Why did you leave Qin for Han? Is it possible that your homeland can no longer accommodate you?" Han Fei's eyes showed genuine inquiry—he was indeed puzzled by Ying Zheng's appearance in Xinzheng.
……
"It was just a leisurely stroll to clear my head," Ying Zheng said calmly.
"Stop!" Lin Tian couldn't help but rub his forehead. "What about the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon? You two, don't get so carried away with your conversation—are you perhaps planning to form a friendship despite the age gap?"
"Well……"
Han Fei scratched the back of his head, sighed deeply, and his expression suddenly became calm: "Brother Lin, if I told you that I once looked back from the precipice of time and saw myself taking my last breath... would you believe me?"
"Huh?!" Lin Tian's pupils contracted slightly.
He narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over Han Fei like a probe—aside from a faint trace of the Reverse Scale Sword Intent, there was nothing else unusual.
Having witnessed his own death... Lin Tian stared at Han Fei and suddenly spoke: "The Six Soul Curse, killed in the Xianyang Imperial Prison?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Han Fei froze, his eyes suddenly went unfocused, and his face turned deathly pale, as if he had just bumped into himself sitting up from a coffin.
"How...how did you know?!" His voice was strained, and he practically forced the words out through clenched teeth.
He stared blankly at Lin Tian, his fingers unconsciously clenching his sleeves, as if afraid that the person in front of him was an illusion.
The shock of that moment surpassed a thousand words—Ying Zheng, Wei Zhuang, and Gai Nie all turned their heads, their gazes like nails, firmly fixed on Lin Tian's face.
Lin Tian raised an eyebrow: Sure enough... Han Fei had indeed foreseen his end.
"Could it be that Brother Lin also foresaw his own death? But... no, why is what you see my fate?" Han Fei's brows furrowed into a knot.
Lin Tian knew perfectly well that the Seven Constellations of the Azure Dragon were just a foreshadowing planted by the screenwriter, but he could recount the details of Han Fei's death with his eyes closed. However, he absolutely couldn't reveal this.
He shrugged and said lazily, "A few days ago, I was wandering around the streets of Xinzheng when I bumped into an old Taoist priest who called himself 'Master Xuanji'. He spouted a few nonsense words. I didn't pay any attention to it at the time, but it suddenly came to my attention when you mentioned it."
He was able to pinpoint the cause of Han Fei's death, wasn't it because that mysterious old Taoist priest spoke the truth while drunk?
Upon hearing this, Han Fei did not suspect anything, but frowned and murmured, "The mystery... is the secret of heaven, the divine decree. Could it be that there truly is someone in this world who can tear open the curtain of fate?"
"May I ask, sir, where did you encounter this sage? Would you be willing to introduce us?" Ying Zheng pressed on relentlessly.
More than how Han Fei died in Qin prison, he was concerned about the mysterious master who could predict good and bad fortune—if such a strange person were to join him, sweeping across the world, wouldn't that be like adding wings to a tiger?
As for whether Lin Tian and Han Fei were colluding to put on an act, Ying Zheng didn't even consider that—it was completely unnecessary.
Wei Zhuang, Gai Nie, and Han Fei also held their breath and focused intently.
Faced with several pairs of eager eyes, Lin Tian could only make up a story: "It's in that narrow alley west of Zilan Pavilion, but I didn't notice it at the time. If Brother Han really wants to find someone, he might as well send a few clever servants to take a look—white beard, tattered Taoist robe, they'll recognize him at a glance."
"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Han Fei solemnly agreed, his expression serious.
Lin Tian's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.
Xuanji Zhenren?
Ha... I actually found it. I'll write the name backwards.
"Alright, Azure Dragon Seven Mansions, continue," Lin Tian urged.
"Ah—" Han Fei was stunned, his face immediately flushed with embarrassment, and he scratched his head awkwardly, "That's all... really, that's all."
"That's it?!" Lin Tian's voice suddenly rose, sharp with disbelief.
What exactly did Han Fei say? Lin Tian quickly recalled—if he remembered correctly… no, to be precise, he didn’t get a single useful piece of information.
All he saw was Han Fei striking a cool pose, solemnly claiming that he had personally witnessed the scene of death; as for the true power of the Azure Dragon Seven Constellations? Lin Tian hadn't even gotten a glimpse of it.
Could it be... that the ultimate secret of the Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon is to let people see how they will die in advance? Ha... Lin Tian would rather bang his head against a wall than believe that this thing is so commonplace.
His gaze towards Han Fei instantly turned colder. If Han Fei continued to evade the issue, Hong Lian would have to come over every day starting tomorrow for "sparring."
Ying Zheng, standing to the side, frowned slightly, his gaze calm, seemingly deep in thought.
Han Fei immediately sensed the tension in the air and quickly smiled apologetically: "Brother Lin, wait! The Seven Mansions of the Azure Dragon have been shrouded in legend since ancient times. No one has ever held them in their hands or verified them with their own eyes. The reason I am so certain of its existence is because I have personally touched that power—vast as a cascading galaxy, immeasurably powerful. That is why I dare to say with certainty: it is not an illusion, but a real and profound secret of heaven and earth."
Lin Tian looked up at the sky, his lips twitching.
It feels like you just bought a treasure map, only to find that it only says "The treasure does exist."
I thought I was uncovering the final mystery, or at least getting a glimpse of the secret, but instead I was met with a bucket of lukewarm water.
Confirming the existence of the Azure Dragon's Seven Mansions? This might be a thunderbolt to others, but for Lin Tian, it was simply common sense ingrained in his very being.
"How did you sense it? What triggered it? The Reverse Scale Sword? Or something else?" Lin Tian pressed, his tone now rough and gritty.
"Uh... well..."
Han Fei scratched the back of his head, looking embarrassed: "It really has nothing to do with Ni Lin. As for how we 'bumped into' each other... I can't say for sure."