“This…” Zang Tianji actually hesitated at the most crucial moment.

The God of Fate laughed, “You don't need to ask her. Fate Masters can't directly speak of heavenly secrets. Being seventy percent accurate is already their limit. Normally, they only dare to say thirty percent.”

Zang Tianji was about to speak, but I waved my hand and said, “No need to say more! I'll take care of the rest.”

Zang Tianji and I weren't even friends, at most a cooperative relationship. Asking her to reveal heavenly secrets and risk her life to help was unrealistic. It was already enough that she had said this much.

I pulled over the Reincarnation Division disciple and said, “Listen carefully, you only have one chance to survive. Do as I say, and you still have a chance to break out. Understand?”

The man didn't seem to understand, just nodding his head incessantly at everything I said.

My heart immediately sank. This man was scared out of his wits, unable to take anything in.

I bet that as soon as I let go, he would run forward without any regard, and he would be dead for sure.

I took a deep breath and said, “Listen carefully. After you run out, you'll first encounter a woodpile. Don't be afraid, just walk close to the wall. Even if the woodpile falls, it won't hit you.”

“What can hit you is the animal pen. If the animal pen collapses, keep rushing forward. If something falls, don't worry about what it is, use your arms to block it.”

“Your arm will definitely break, but it won't kill you. Don't jump into the wall no matter what.”

“When you rush to the outside of the third house, then go onto the wall. Run on the wall, as fast as you can. If the wall collapses, find a way to jump far away. Remember, don't land, and don't go into the yard.”

“Do you understand?”

“Understand!” The other party kept nodding, but his eyes were filled with confusion.

He didn't understand anything!

But at this point, I couldn't say anything more, so I simply let go and pushed him out.

As expected, the man did exactly as I thought. As soon as he was free, he took off running, not even glancing left or right.

Just as the man ran level with the woodpile, it collapsed without warning.

As bundles of firewood fell one after another from above, the man suddenly jerked back, stuck himself to the door next to him, and squatted down with his hands on his head.

In the Northeast, woodpiles are usually placed directly in front of the door, with the meaning of “opening the door to see wealth.”

The man chose to squat inside the doorway because there was a layer of tiles like a rain cover on the door, and he was thinking that the tiles could help him block the falling bundles of firewood.

Bundles of firewood fell to the ground one after another, but not a single bundle hit him. The closest bundle of firewood was only dropped at his feet.

I heard the Reincarnation Division disciples watching behind me secretly breathe a sigh of relief, but my heart sank.

Whether that person could run out or not, I had lost.

If he couldn't run out, I would lose a round.

If he could run out, I was afraid I would lose everything.

Those Reincarnation Division disciples, seeing that the other party could escape without listening to me, would be even less likely to believe me. At that time, as long as the God of Fate won a few more times, I would fall into his hands.

Just as my heart was sinking, I suddenly heard a few cracking sounds of iron nails breaking. When I looked up, the animal pen was already teetering.

The Reincarnation Division disciple squatting on the ground, however, jumped up at this moment, climbed onto the wall, and ran towards the intersection on the wall.

He jumped up too early!

He still refused to believe my claim that he should break his hand to save his life.

I had already seen that there was no feeding trough in the shed.

If the feeding trough wasn't in the shed, it must be in the yard. This didn't mean that the family was raising livestock outside and feeding them in the yard. Instead, it meant that the family must have dragged the feeding trough into the yard to repair it.

There was a saying that livestock troughs shouldn't be brought into the house. Before they were repaired, they were always thrown against the wall in the yard. Now that he was on the wall, wasn't he just waiting to fall into the trough?

This time, the God of Fate didn't even need to collapse the animal pen to take his life.

I watched as the man slipped and fell into the wall before he could even take two steps.

After a scream came from over the wall, there was no more movement in the yard.

The God of Fate smiled slightly, raised his hand, and waved it in the air, and the courtyard wall collapsed on the spot, revealing the corpse of the Reincarnation Division disciple upside down in the feeding trough.

When the man fell, his head should have hit the trough directly. His inverted body was against the wall, and was blocked by the wall from falling down, so he drowned head-first in a trough of water.

It wasn't until the God of Fate collapsed the wall that his body fell down with the broken wall, lying on the ground in a strange posture. The blood gushing out of the trough instantly stained the earth red.

The God of Fate smiled and said, “The first round, you lose.”

“Losing one or two rounds won't show any changes in you, but when you lose too many, you'll feel the arrangement of fate.”

The God of Fate said, “The first round was my choice. The second round, I'll let you choose.”

I glanced at the crowd, and every Reincarnation Division disciple lowered their head.