"I didn't expect it to be you who came, my son."
The middle-aged cultivator Yuan Shu laughed heartily.
What?!
Yuan Gu was instantly shocked inside. He didn't expect that his every move had been predicted by the diviner.
Although he knew the profession of diviners existed in this world, he hadn't thought they could be this powerful.
Fortunately, the other party was a diviner of the human clan and bore no malice toward him.
"The Divine Calculator? Could it be that this brat hasn't died yet?"
Bai Zanglong immediately felt a surge of joy. He had originally thought that the Divine Calculator, given his long absence, had probably perished long ago. But now it seemed not only had he survived, but he was living exceptionally well.
To him, the Divine Calculator had always had the highest survival rate among the numerous fleeing human cultivators in unity.
After all, the man possessed the ability to seek fortune and avoid calamity.
