My Wife Might Be a Saintess

Chapter 272: Chapter 271: Can You Calculate Heads or Tails?

Demon Cultivation Realm

Atop a mountain peak, a middle-aged man spoke into his phone in disbelief. "Huh? What was that? Say it again."

"Master, it’s true! I’ve stumbled upon a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!" a voice pleaded from the other end of the line. "I’m on the verge of comprehending the Nightmare Space. Everything’s in place—all I need is a Spirit Stone. Just give me an Eighth-Grade Spirit Stone, and I swear I’ll come back to see you as soon as I’ve comprehended it."

"Who do you think you’re kidding? That scam is ancient," the man said nonchalantly. "Go learn a new one. Or at least tell me you’re critically injured with no money for treatment. I might even have given you a Fifth-Grade Spirit Stone for that."

"Master, am I your real daughter or what? You’re going to lose me if you keep this up! Opportunities like this are rare and can’t be forced."

The man shot to his feet. "Who the hell is my real daughter? If you were my actual daughter, I’d be too ashamed to go on living."

"If not legitimate, then illegitimate. I’ve known everything all along. You can’t fool me."

The man now had the urge to strangle her. It was a good thing his disciple wasn’t right in front of him, or he’d have crushed her to a pulp and stomped on the remains.

Finally, the man changed the subject. "When are you coming back? The cave residence is about to open."

"I’m not coming back. I need to comprehend the Nightmare Space; some stupid cave residence is useless to me. Now hurry up and give me the Spirit Stone."

The man finally sighed. "Put up your Shadowless Dagger as collateral, and I’ll give it to you."

She replied anxiously, "I can’t! There’s no time for that! If I miss this chance, it’s gone for good."

"Then go borrow from someone else. Don’t you know a lot of other cultivators? Didn’t you join some group chat that you said felt just like home? Go ask them. If you actually manage to comprehend the Nightmare Space, forget an Eighth-Grade Spirit Stone—I’ll even give you a Ninth-Grade Spirit Stone when you get back."

There was a pause on the other end, then she said, "Master, come on, say that one more time."

The man was baffled, but he repeated himself anyway.

"You got it, Master! Better get that Ninth-Grade Spirit Stone ready."

With that, she hung up.

The man didn’t pay it any mind. ’Let the little brat stir up whatever trouble she wants. If I actually believed her again, what little dignity would I have left as her master?’

’The disciple may be shameless, but the master still needs to save some face.’

Just then, an old man walked over. "That girl, Mo Yan... has she found out about her parentage?"

"She knows jack squat. If she had half a brain, would she have become such a ’big shot’ among Demon Cultivators? Anyway, are you really planning to die here? I’d have to bury you, you know. Such a hassle."

"..."

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While eating in a restaurant, Jiang Zuo suddenly saw two people walk in.

The pair caught his attention, mainly because he recognized one of them.

The man was none other than Jiang Ran, the supervisor of Marketing Department Two.

He was accompanied by a cold-looking young man holding a compass.

The moment they entered, the two of them headed straight for Jiang Zuo’s table.

"Fellow Daoist Po Xiao, long time no see," Jiang Ran greeted.

Jiang Zuo looked at him. "What do you want?"

"I’d like to discuss a commission with you, Fellow Daoist Po Xiao," Jiang Ran said, getting straight to the point. "Your abilities have far surpassed our expectations, so we’d like you to consider a job from us."

Without even looking up, Jiang Zuo said, "Not interested."

Jiang Ran frowned, but before he could say anything more, the young man behind him stepped forward. "Fellow Daoist, according to my calculations, if you complete this commission, your Cultivation will advance to the next level."

’The next level?’

’2.2?’

’How ridiculous.’

Jiang Zuo stopped eating. He looked at the young man with the compass and asked, "You say you can perform divination?"

The young man with the compass replied, "I am Luo Yu, an heir to the Celestial Secret Lineage. I know a thing or two."

Jiang Zuo pulled out a coin. "Alright then, tell me: if I flip this coin, will it land on heads or tails?"

Luo Yu froze. Jiang Ran, standing to the side, was also taken aback and glanced at Luo Yu.

Finally, Luo Yu spoke. "Fellow Daoist, that’s... not really what divination is for, is it?"

"The Great Dao is found in simplicity," Jiang Zuo said. "If you can’t even see through something so simple, what right do you have to divine the secrets of heaven and earth?"

Luo Yu retorted, unconvinced, "Then how did we find you? Do you not believe that it was my divination that led us to you?" freēwēbnovel.com

Jiang Zuo shook his head. "Someone who can’t even predict a coin flip could never have divined my location.

You just happened to spot me by chance."

Luo Yu frowned, because what Jiang Zuo said was true.

Then he challenged, "Then can you predict the outcome of a coin flip, Fellow Daoist?"

At that, Luo Yu also produced a coin.

Heaven knows why he happened to be carrying one.

Jiang Zuo watched him with amusement and finally nodded.

"So then, Fellow Daoist Po Xiao, will my coin land on heads or tails?" Luo Yu asked in all seriousness.

He refused to accept this. He had absolute confidence in his Celestial Secret techniques. ’What right does a peer—no, someone just a few years older than me—have to look down on me?’

Jiang Zuo tossed his own coin, which landed on heads. Then he said, "Go ahead and flip. It will be heads."

Luo Yu flipped his coin. It landed on heads.

Luo Yu was stunned, but this was just a matter of probability. One time didn’t prove anything. "I don’t believe you can get it right every time."

After that, Jiang Zuo humored Luo Yu for a dozen more flips, continuing until the young man began to question his own existence.

The final straw was the very last flip, when Jiang Zuo’s coin landed and stood on its edge.

Luo Yu, who had been certain of victory, was shocked to discover that his own coin had also landed perfectly on its edge.

Something like that was utterly impossible. This was no longer a matter of chance.

The blow to Luo Yu’s confidence was immense. He staggered back a few steps, muttering in disbelief, "Th-this... How is this possible? It’s impossible. Something has to be wrong."

But in reality, there was nothing wrong. No external force had intervened at any point.

And that was precisely what made it so much harder for him to believe.

’Could it be that everything I knew was wrong?’

Jiang Zuo picked up his coin and walked over to Luo Yu. "Your Talent isn’t bad, but it’s a shame you’re so young. If you continue like this, your future accomplishments will be average at best."

With that, Jiang Zuo left.

He had no interest in either of them.

As Jiang Ran watched Po Xiao leave, a trace of fear flickered in his eyes. This man was far more complex than he had ever imagined.

’He could destroy a genius with ease.’

He glanced over at Luo Yu. If the young man couldn’t break free from this state, his future was over.

As for Po Xiao, Jiang Ran decided he would not be approaching him rashly again. An intense sense of danger washed over him.

Just then, Luo Yu tremblingly picked up his coin, muttering to himself, "This... how was it calculated? What’s the principle? What’s the basis?"

Jiang Ran sighed. ’It’s over. He’s been completely broken.’

Jiang Ran was about to say something to snap him out of it, but he saw that Luo Yu had already started flipping the coin again.

Judging by his expression, he was completely engrossed, unable to pull himself away.

Jiang Ran realized he had to inform the elders of Luo Yu’s Sect about this.

Otherwise, the young man was likely doomed.

Of course, Jiang Zuo couldn’t be bothered with such matters. As for using a coin to divine a coin flip, he could only say that Luo Yu had brought it upon himself.

But the young man had been right about one thing: if you couldn’t even predict the heads or tails of a coin, what right did you have to divine the matters of heaven and earth?

It might seem like a fifty percent chance of success, but that also meant a fifty percent chance of failure.

And that was without even considering the elusive variable (landing on its edge).

And yet, according to the teachings of the Celestial Secret Lineage, simply being able to determine a coin’s landing was considered the first step to peering past the threshold of the Dao.

Jiang Zuo headed for Tianhe Group. Meanwhile, far away in the Holy Land, Mo Yan and her companions were also on an "express" headed for the very same place.

Mo Yan felt like she was in the middle of the most profitable venture of her entire life.