Chapter 11 - 8 [Yingjie]
Chapter 8 [Yingjie]
Chen Yan's face was heavy.
Ever since he mastered this "Destiny Cycle," he had been intrigued by it, wanting to calculate his fate up to eight times a day.
If every miracle art didn't consume a bit of primordial qi, he might do it even more.
He clearly remembered that he had calculated this journey's fortune last night and it was supposed to be smooth sailing, free of trouble.
But as soon as he boarded the plane, it...
Clearly, someone on this plane is jinxing me!
As soon as Chen Yan thought of this, he took a deep breath, channeled primordial qi into his eyes, and squinted to observe his surroundings using his Celestial Eye Gaze.
What he saw was...
[Damn, where did all this black qi come from?!]
In the cabin, everyone in first class, young and old, male and female, had wisps of faint black qi hovering around their heads. Even the flight attendants were not exempt.
The black qi seemed to be drifting in from the economy class.
Chen Yan's heart skipped a beat. He immediately got up from his seat and walked toward the economy class.
Walking down the aisle, the situation in economy class was the same. Every passenger had faint strands of black qi swirling around their heads, all converging from a single direction.
Chen Yan walked to the last row of seats in economy class and stood there.
The plane wasn't fully booked and the last row of seats in economy class had only one person sitting against the window.
She appeared thin and small, wearing an oversized cotton coat with a hood over her head, scrunched up in the window seat, seemingly asleep.
Using his Qi Observation Skill, Chen Yan saw thick, swirling black qi above her head, as heavy as a pressing storm cloud.
Not only thick but also accumulating, growing heavier by the moment...
Found the source!
This person might as well have had a label pasted on her: Bad luck magnet!
Chen Yan did a quick calculation. With this level of black qi, it was genuine disaster-level bad luck!
And the black qi was still gathering bit by bit. If this trend continued, her bad luck could affect everyone on this flight!
Seeing such overwhelming fate, Chen Yan instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
He quickly thought through various methods to change fate recorded in the book he had studied...
He had seen many, but they were all high-level methods, beyond what a rookie like him could perform.
Not to mention, he didn't have any Magical Artifacts at hand.
In his desperation, a non-solution came to mind. Although, it was just treating the symptoms, not the cause.
One of the methods described in the book for "Breaking the Tribulation."
Fate, whether positive or negative, accumulates slowly.
When negative fate accumulates to a certain point, it forms a "Tribulation".
To break a major Tribulation, besides the costly legitimate fate-changing spells, there is another simplistic and crude method:
Preemptively endure a minor Tribulation.
It sounds complicated but is easy to understand: for instance, if bad luck is accumulating and it's about to trigger a major disaster, causing severe injury or death. But if you preemptively suffer a minor injury...
That would count as "Yingjie", enduring the Tribulation in advance.
It's like a reservoir: before it overflows, if you carve a small hole, the water leaks out, reducing the force and greatly delaying the overflow.
Thinking of this, Chen Yan sighed, glanced around, and with a clenched fist, leaned closer to the person.
As he approached, he realized it was a young girl, looking very innocent.
Her features were not striking but delicate and lovely.
Her face was full of youthful innocence, seeming harmless and cute.
Chen Yan didn't flinch, his mind unwavering, his expression composed as he leaned closer.
He first gently tapped the girl's shoulder with his left hand.
The girl, initially resting with her head down, instinctively looked up when her shoulder was tapped, uttering a soft "Huh?"
Seeing a handsome young man looking at her.
The next second...
A fist came right at her!
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"Ah!!"
A scream, the fist landed squarely on the girl's delicate nose.
Nosebleed gushed out immediately, and the girl doubled over, clutching her face, whimpering in pain.
Chen Yan's expression remained unchanged, his eyes calm.
He never had any extra pity for women.
No matter how cute she was, what did it matter to him? She wasn't his woman!
Especially with that ominous sign, faced with this blood-light Tribulation, between "a stranger suffering" and "himself suffering," Chen Yan decisively chose the former.
As the nosebleed flowed, the girl whimpered "Wu wu wu" in pain.
Chen Yan noticed that the thick black clouds around the girl's head rapidly dissipated...
And his own sense of imminent danger also quickly dissolved.
Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
At least before this plane lands, her blood Tribulation won't trigger.
With the tension and danger fading, Chen Yan looked at the girl clutching her nose, whimpering pitifully, with wide, panicked eyes staring at him, her body trying to shrink back.
"You... who are you... wu wu..."
Her voice was very soft.
Chen Yan squinted, saying nothing.
There was always that guess circulating online: how long would such a cute girl cry after being punched?
Yes, quite a long time.
Personal experience.
At least he held back when he punched.
Otherwise, it wouldn't be just a nosebleed, but a broken nose.
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The commotion immediately alarmed the nearby passengers, who turned around, exclaiming.
"Oh my! What's going on!"
"A fight! A fight!"
Chen Yan didn't panic and showed no guilt.
This punch was for self-preservation, saving everyone on the plane, including this black-cloud girl.
He was doing a good deed...
Mr. Chen the Benefactor comforted himself.
Just as he was about to explain...
"Don't move!"
A stern voice came from behind.
Chen Yan instinctively responded, "Eh?"
A force from behind knocked him forward, then a stronger pair of hands pinned him to the ground.
Chen Yan wisely didn't resist and instead raised his hands high, voluntarily lying on the ground.
A voice behind him sternly shouted:
"Don't move! I'm a flight marshal! Don't move!"
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The few thousand dollars spent on a first-class ticket were now a waste.
For the rest of the journey, Chen Yan sat in the last row of economy class, squeezed into the rightmost seat.
Beside him sat a plain-clothed flight marshal, giving him an unfriendly look.
Basically, an air marshal.
Well, he sat uncomfortably, with his hands clasped together in front, both thumbs encased in white plastic-looking cuffs...
Temporary handcuffs.
And for the rest of the journey, Chen Yan had to maintain this posture.
Across the aisle, a flight attendant brought some water and on-board medical supplies to the injured girl...
Then moved her to the front seats.
Ah, it seemed they moved her to first class...
His seat?
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The passengers' whispered comments, similar to "That guy must be crazy," "Why did he randomly go hit a girl in the back," "Is he nuts?" drifted into Chen Yan's ears.
Since his Primordial Qi Entering the Body, his senses, including hearing, had become much sharper.
Moments later, two flight attendants pushed a drink cart, glancing at Chen Yan with undisguised fear and disgust.
Chen Yan thought for a moment and suddenly spoke up, "Excuse me..."
The flight marshal beside him immediately glared at him, prodding him, "What are you doing! Don't cause trouble!"
Chen Yan's expression did not change, he simply asked the flight attendant, "Is she okay?"
Flight attendant: "..."
Hesitating, the flight attendant shook her head and quickly pushed the cart away.
Chen Yan looked at the unfriendly faced marshal beside him and stopped speaking, closing his eyes to Nourish the Spirit, his mind beginning to work out his post-landing plans.
Sigh... if only my skills were better, I wouldn't need such a crude "preemptive Tribulation" method...
Need to practice more when I get back.
Huh?
While thinking, Chen Yan suddenly felt a peculiar sensation, like being gently washed by fine spring rain, his body tingled warmly.
Primordial qi...
Was it increasing?!
Chen Yan was startled.
What did he do?
Instantly realizing it, a peculiar thought crossed his mind:
Could it be... helping that girl preemptively endure the blood disaster...
Enhanced my primordial qi circulation?
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"Name!"
"Chen Yan."
"Gender!"
"Male."
"Age?"
"Twenty-two."
At the Jinling Prefecture Airport Police Office, Chen Yan had been escorted into an office.
Sitting there, his hands still confined in those temporary plastic restraints.
In front of him, two airport police officers were recording his statement.
What Chen Yan didn't know was that in the adjoining room, the girl he had punched was also giving her statement.
Chen Yan had already thought of how to handle the police on the way here.
Telling the truth was out of the question.
Saying: I know spells! I can see that this woman has a blood disaster aura that could jeopardize this flight?
Claiming he preemptively made her bleed to help her endure the disaster?
If he dared say that, he'd likely be sent for a mental health evaluation immediately.
So his explanation was simple:
"I mistook her for someone else."
"Mistook her? Even if you didn't mistake, you still can't hit people!!" the officer sternly scolded.
Chen Yan nodded submissively, "Yes, officer, it was my mistake."
"Even if you mistook, there still must be a reason!"
"Um...", Chen Yan mused for a moment, "I mistook her for my ex-girlfriend."
"Ex-girlfriend? You still can't hit people!" the older officer frowned, "What's the specific reason?"
Chen Yan remained calm:
"My ex-girlfriend stole the rent money to buy a wedding dress and attend her idol's concert, then called me stingy and dumped me."
The two officers: "......"
Chen Yan felt he wasn't lying.
Was it true? Yes, it was.
It just hadn't happened to him, so what?
The two officers looked a bit speechless. After a moment, they continued with the formalities.
Asking about his work unit.
None, recently quit.
Notifying family members? Immediate family? Parents? Guardians?
No parents, grandmother recently deceased.
"Are you willing to apologize and compensate her?"
"Yes," Chen Yan answered decisively, his tone sincere, "I am willing to apologize in person and cover all medical expenses and losses."
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