Ascending to Godhood: I Can Foresee All Futures

Daqian Empire, the Eighth Year of Mingjing. August 28th.

The first light of dawn pierced through a thin, lingering mist.

Above the vast waters outside Yunze City, warships were arrayed in formation, their banners fluttering gently.

On the deck of the flagship, Chen Sheng stood with his hands clasped behind his back. The hem of his official robes swayed gently in the damp morning breeze.

My name is Chen Sheng. By the time you read this, I...

Gazing at the message from the Celestial Book of Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil, Chen Sheng’s expression remained placid.

Everything was going according to his plan.

The news he had deliberately leaked had spread, becoming the catalyst that stirred the pot, just as he’d predicted.

Golden Spring Temple and Luoyun Manor couldn’t hold back. They brazenly entered the fray, clashing directly with the Government Office.

For him, this was an excellent move that killed several birds with one stone.

First, it tied down these two powers, making it difficult for them to focus on anything else.

Second, it laid the groundwork for a justifiable reason to move against them in the future.

For years, the delicate balance of joint governance between the Government Office and the Jianghu in Ning’an Prefecture had been like a paper-thin wall that no one dared to break.

The two sides constantly schemed and fought, both openly and in secret, but they rarely brought their grievances completely out into the open.

If he were to move against deeply rooted powers like Golden Spring Temple and Luoyun Manor without cause, he would surely provoke the wariness and united animosity of other top Jianghu powers. He might not even find support from within the Government Office itself.

But now, things were different.

They were the ones who had torn away all pretense and broken the rules first.

This way, if he were to use decisive measures later, it would be a counterattack, a purge. No one could find any major fault with his actions.

As for the Government Office, after such a provocation, they were surely seething with anger.

This was killing two birds with one stone.

No, factoring in the Cyan Flood Dragon Alliance, who were about to be drawn out today, it was more like killing three birds with one stone.

"Are you truly certain the Cyan Flood Dragon Alliance will make a move today?"

A subtle yet clear voice transmission quietly entered his ear. It was Sun Yuzhi, hidden in the shadows of the ship’s cabin.

"Golden Spring Temple and Luoyun Manor are causing such a commotion, tying down both Envoy Nie and General Li. With us now searching for the Cyan Flood Dragon Alliance’s headquarters, isn’t this the perfect time for them to strike?"

The corners of Chen Sheng’s mouth twitched almost imperceptibly as he sent a voice transmission in reply, his tone firm:

"If I were in their shoes, I would never let this opportunity pass."

"If the Cyan Flood Dragon Alliance strikes, they likely won’t be alone. The Blood River Sect will probably get involved. Are you confident the two of us can handle it?" Sun Yuzhi’s voice transmission carried a hint of gravity.

Although she trusted Chen Sheng, setting up such a risky gambit was, after all, still dangerous.

"Don’t worry, Vice Envoy."

A confident, knowing smile appeared on Chen Sheng’s lips.

"Everything is proceeding as planned."

Seeing this, Sun Yuzhi, from her hiding place, asked no more questions, and her presence faded back into silence.

"Sir, all eight hundred sixty-three men from the seven camps of the Jingwu Guard have boarded and are ready."

Wan Chong Peak, along with several Captains of Jing’an and a group of Peacekeeper Envoys, walked onto the deck, bowed, and reported.

Chen Sheng did not turn around. His gaze remained fixed on the distant mist over the water, his voice as calm as a placid lake:

"The traitor. Have you found him?"

Beads of sweat instantly formed on the foreheads of Wan Chong Peak and the others. After a moment of silence, they forced themselves to answer in low voices:

"The... the time was too short. We... have not yet been able to identify him. We await your punishment, Sir."

Only then did Chen Sheng slowly turn around. His gaze rested on Wan Chong Peak’s face for a second, swept over the others, and finally settled on a submissive, head-bowed figure in the crowd. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Lack of time is no excuse. It is simply your incompetence."

"Yes, we willingly accept punishment!" the leading Captains hastily bowed.

Chen Sheng let out a soft chuckle. In the next instant, his figure moved like a phantom, leaving afterimages as he cut straight into the crowd.

A long, powerful hand was already clamped around the neck of an early-stage Innate Peacekeeper Envoy, lifting him up as if he were a small child.

"Are you going to confess, or are you going to wait for me to start the torture?"

"S-Sir... I... I don’t know what you mean..." The Peacekeeper Envoy’s face turned purple, his eyes filled with terror and confusion as he struggled.

Everyone else on deck was stunned, shocked and uncertain, but no one dared to voice a single question at this moment.

"How much did Luoyun Manor pay you?"

Chen Sheng’s smile didn’t waver, but his tone grew several degrees colder.

"I... I didn’t..." the man persisted in his denial.

"No matter."

Chen Sheng’s gaze hardened. Several sharp streams of Gang Qi shot from his fingertips, instantly invading the man’s body and precisely shattering the Innate Dao Seed within his Dantian.

The man grunted as if struck by lightning, all the strength draining from his body.

Chen Sheng casually tossed him onto the deck and said coldly:

"Take him below. Use torture. Don’t stop until he’s willing to sign a confession."

"Yes! As you command!"

Wan Chong Peak responded at once, signaling the guards on either side to seize the man.

Chen Sheng raised an eyebrow in slight surprise and looked at Wan Chong Peak.

"Aren’t you going to ask what evidence I have?"

After all, this man was a subordinate from Wan Chong Peak’s own A Camp. As the man’s superior, his reaction was a little too deferential.

When Wan Chong Peak felt Chen Sheng’s gaze fall upon him, he answered without hesitation:

"Sir, you always act only after careful planning. Since you have identified this man as the traitor, then he must be. I have no need to ask further and believe you without a doubt."

Hearing this, Chen Sheng gave Wan Chong Peak a deep look, a flicker of emotion stirring within him.

’My authority within the Jingwu Bureau seems to have unwittingly reached an unexpectedly high level.’

’Even though I’ve never publicly revealed my Profound Mastery Cultivation, my past achievements and methods alone are enough to earn their complete trust. It seems I’ve even inspired a bit of awe.’

"In that case,"

Chen Sheng said no more, his gaze sweeping over the men standing at attention on the deck. His voice suddenly dropped, becoming heavy.

"To your positions! We set out now!"

"As you command!"

The officers roared their assent, then leaped off the flagship and returned to their respective warships.