"It's useless," Elder Master Xun nodded.
The Taixu Sect Master was taken aback. "Then why do you still want me to get this thing?"
"I don't see much use for it," Elder Master Xun looked a bit puzzled, "but after some divination, the hexagrams show that Mo Hua might actually need it. How exactly? I can't say..."
The Taixu Sect Master had a subtle expression. "Ancestor, didn't you say you can't predict the future?"
"This... it's not fortune-telling."
"Isn't it?"
"It's complicated. Anyway, that's how it is... If you haven't studied the Heavenly secret technique, you won't understand it even if I explain."
"Alright..." said the Taixu Sect Master.
You're the Ancestor—whatever you say, goes.
But there was something else nagging at him. The Taixu Sect Master hesitated, "Is Mo Hua's own Magical Treasure really that hard to determine? Even with your insight, you can't be sure?"
Elder Master Xun quietly took a sip of tea.
Like he could know for sure...
