Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

Chapter 1221 -1207 Heaven’s Mandate Platform

“Don’t believe me? Try the Heavenly Fate Platform?”

Xiao Yi spoke slowly, his face filled with a strong self-confidence as he looked at Fang Tianchi and the others before him.

Heavenly Fate Platform?

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn’t help but show expressions of shock.

The Heavenly Fate Platform is an altar dedicated to the ancestors of the Tiance Clan, and those able to leave their statues on the platform are not ordinary. They are either in the Sacred Venerate Realm or have exceptional skills in fate calculation. Ordinary Tiance Clan’s warriors do not have the qualifications to ascend the Heavenly Fate Platform!

All this time,

The existence of the Heavenly Fate Platform, apart from being a place of worship,

also serves a special purpose.

When there are unresolved conflicts or life-and-death situations among the Tiance Clan members, they choose to duel on the Heavenly Fate Platform.

To decide victory or defeat in front of their ancestors!

“Are you sure you want to go to the Heavenly Fate Platform?” Fang Tianchi furrowed his eyebrows, looking at Xiao Yi in disbelief.

You should know…

The Heavenly Fate Platform is dedicated to the ancestors of the Tiance Clan.

Regardless of fighting or competing in fate calculation on the Heavenly Fate Platform, it offers great advantages to the clan members of the Tiance Clan!

Xiao Yi choosing to duel him on the Heavenly Fate Platform—was he courting death?

Fang Tianmiao anxiously sent a voice transmission, “Xiao Yi, don’t be reckless, the Heavenly Fate Platform is not something you can just go up to!”

“Xiao Yi my young friend, if you are not of the Tiance Clan going up the Heavenly Fate Platform, it is either death or ruin, think thrice…” Fang Qingyun was also anxious.

Fatty, nervously looked at Xiao Yi.

He opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.

On one hand was Xiao Yi, who had saved his life, on the other was their supreme clan leader of the Tiance Clan.

Truly caught in a dilemma.

Fang Tianchi, full of confidence, mocked with a smile, “Are you sure you want to go to the Heavenly Fate Platform? If you regret it now and kneel before me and apologize, I might let it go. If you wait until you’re on the Heavenly Fate Platform, life and death will not be in your hands…”

“Idiot!”

Xiao Yi shook his head with a light smile.

With his hands behind his back, he walked into the air, slowly flying in the direction of the Heavenly Fate Platform under the astonished gazes of everyone. noveldrama

All the powerful figures of the Tiance Clan looked at each other in shock and awe: “What is he trying to do?”

“He’s heading directly for the Heavenly Fate Platform?”

“He won’t shed tears until he sees the coffin…”

Fang Tianchi snorted coldly and followed after Xiao Yi, “Since you insist on seeking death, I shall fulfill your wish!”

The other powerful figures followed suit.

Moments later,

They all arrived before the Heavenly Fate Platform.

The news spread like wildfire throughout Tian Ce City, and the powerful figures of the Tiance Clan in the city rushed to the Heavenly Fate Platform: “I heard someone is challenging the clan leader and wants to settle it on the Heavenly Fate Platform!”

“This must be madness! Daring to challenge the clan leader?”

“An outsider on the Heavenly Fate Platform, a failure means certain death…”

“How long do you think that guy named Xiao Yi can last?”

“Ten breaths?”

“I think he might last about half a stick of incense…”

As the discussions continued,

No one among the large Tiance Clan believed Xiao Yi could achieve victory in this duel…

…

Heavenly Fate Platform.

Located right in the center of Tian Ce City.

The entire platform is octagonal, with a gigantic statue on each of its eight sides, representing the eight strongest ancestors of the Tiance Clan from ancient times till now. Out of them, five were clan leaders, and three were elders. It is these eight figures that granted the Tiance Clan its current status and power.

Among them, the statue to the north is the tallest.

A statue ten thousand feet high, surrounded by floating halos, dressed in black robes, exuding a profound and enigmatic aura.

Around it,

As if the trajectory of fate is slowly turning.

Xiao Yi, with his hands behind his back, looked up at this giant statue before him. Among the eight statues, this was the one he was most familiar with. It was the founding ancestor of the Tiance Clan, Fang Wuming, once the foremost controller of fate in the Qingtian Realm!

“What? Now facing the statue of my clan’s founding ancestor, are you scared, and dare not proceed?” Fang Tianchi, landed in front of him, his face full of ridicule.

Xiao Yi glanced at him and said indifferently, “If Senior Fang Wuming knew the Tiance Clan became like this under your rule, I’m afraid he wouldn’t even be able to rest in his coffin!”

Having inherited all of Fang Wuming’s legacy,

Xiao Yi knew all of Fang Wuming’s intents. In Fang Wuming’s mind, the Tiance Clan was just a group that glimpsed a trace of fate’s trajectory. Even at Fang Wuming’s level, he still held awe and respect for heavens, earth, and all living beings.

Unlike Fang Tianchi, who thinks himself as the child of destiny.

He believes that the universe is his chessboard, all things his pieces, and he the player!

Fang Tianchi snorted, “Enough nonsense… Since we are on the Heavenly Fate Platform, we must settle our score. The platform allows both literary and martial duels. How do you want to compete?”

Xiao Yi made a gesture of invitation: “Literary or martial as you wish!”

“Such arrogance from a young boy…”

Fang Tianchi squinted his eyes and laughed coldly, “I know your martial prowess isn’t weak, but if I were to duel you, it would be bullying as I am a superior on the platform. How about this, let’s have a literary duel. If you can withstand three rounds against me in the literary duel, you win!”

Winning with only three rounds of literary duel?

That’s not just condescension, it’s humiliating Xiao Yi!

Xiao Yi squinted, smiled, and said, “Three rounds of literary duel? Since you are so confident, then let’s have a match. However, we must agree in advance on what happens if one loses or wins, and what to do if someone backs out after losing?”

“Hahaha. How could I go back on my word?”

Fang Tianchi laughed heartily, eyes full of disdain, he coldly said, “If you lose, you shall kneel at the gate of Tian Ce City for a hundred years as penance.”

“And if I win?” Xiao Yi asked.

Fang Tianchi sneered, “You can’t possibly win!”

Xiao Yi stared at him, saying nothing.

Fang Tianchi frowned, “If you win, I am at your disposal!”

“It’s a deal!”

“Four horses couldn’t drag it back!”

The two confronted each other across the space, their substantial gaze like thunder, colliding in the air with crackling sounds.

Swoosh!

With a wave of his hand, Fang Tianchi conjured a Yin Yang Bagua Map in the void.

The Bagua Map floated mid-air.

Hovering in between.

Images appeared within the Bagua Map before Fang Tianchi waved his hand, transforming them into three pictures.

The first picture is of a blind old lady weeping beside a dry well.

The second picture is of an iron-blooded general, sitting tall on a steed, entering through the De Sheng Gate as officials and citizens on both sides cheered.

The third picture is of an elderly woodcutter standing on a stone bridge, looking down at the shimmering lake below…

Fang Tianchi smirked and said, “These three scenes exist truly in the world… For our literary duel, we target these three scenes. In the span of a stick of incense, we must calculate their fates, write their destinies on the scrolls, and see whose life trajectory is more accurately depicted. Do you dare?”

Xiao Yi glanced at the three scenes on the Bagua Map, nodded, and smiled lightly, “A stick of incense is too long, I’ll let you have half of it first…”