Zhong State, Tianxian City
The words "Dear Taoist friend, please wait" made Lin Jiang shiver, its power was too great for him, almost causing him to unsheathe his sword.
The person behind him was also startled by Lin Jiang’s reaction, thinking, why did he get so scared by a simple "Dear Taoist friend, please wait"?
Lin Jiang turned around to see a handsome young man holding a banner with the words "Fortune Teller" written on it, which was a bit of a mood killer.
Lin Jiang was very surprised. He had lived for many years and had rarely seen fortune tellers in the cultivation world. If there were any, they were usually just tricking ordinary people.
In the cultivation world, fortune telling for cultivators doesn’t exist. The future of cultivators is unpredictable because it is determined by the heavens, and no one has ever been able to predict it. Those who claim to predict the future are considered frauds in the cultivation world, and the consequences are severe. It’s not as simple as being wrong and getting a beating; it can lead to deadly consequences.
Therefore, there may have been Fortune Tellers in the cultivation world, but they have long since disappeared.
"Yes, I am Xia Qingshan. I study the secrets of heaven and have made some progress. Today, I see that the forehead of my Taoist friend is dark…"
"Oh, how does my Taoist friend know that? Could it be that my Taoist friend is also a fellow practitioner?"
"If you have just come out from here, then maybe we are fellow practitioners."
Lin Jiang pointed to the Tianfang Pavilion nearby. Xia Qingshan looked puzzled after hearing this, indicating that he didn’t catch the reference.
Lin Jiang turned around to leave, but Xia Qingshan followed and said. Taoist friend, don’t think I’m a trickster, I’m not a trickster.
"I don’t care if you’re a trickster, I just want to tell you, I have no money, but there are many wealthy people at the Tianfang Pavilion."
"Taoist friend, taoist friend…"
Lin Jiang quickened his pace, Xia Qingshan fell behind and called out a few times, but Lin Jiang didn’t respond.
Lin Jiang didn’t pay much attention to this little matter, he was still waiting for his Soul Melting Pill. However, not long after, Lin Jiang heard news about Xia Qingshan from his new drinking buddies.
"Incredible fortune teller, that Xia Qingshan is amazing…"
"His words are like magic, so amazing…"
Several people were discussing Xia Qingshan’s matters. In a short time, Xia Qingshan made a name for himself in Tianxian City. Of course, he became famous for his accurate fortune-telling. It was said that his predictions for several people were all incredibly accurate.
"Is he really that accurate?"
Lin Jiang still didn’t believe that cultivators have unpredictable destinies and doubted Yang Luo’s abilities to tell fortunes.
"Taoist Friend Li, if you don’t believe, just go see for yourself. Xia Qingshan is sitting at a teahouse in the East City, claiming to only do one fortune telling a day. Right now, there’s probably a line forming."
"Taoist Friend Li, let’s go together and check it out. I heard even high-level cultivators are starting to believe."
Lin Jiang continued to doubt, wondering why would anyone believe in high-level cultivators.
"Let’s go see it for ourselves. We have nothing better to do anyway, just think of it as entertainment."
"Let’s go, let’s go together."
The group of people laughed and joked. Lin Jiang didn’t mind either way, since they had nothing else to do.
The group arrived at the East City and saw a crowd of cultivators gathered around a closed shop. Lin Jiang and the others decided to watch from a nearby teahouse.
"Xia Qingshan has many rules. He only calculates once a day, and the payment can vary a lot. Sometimes he wants a Premium Spirit Stone, sometimes a pill, and sometimes he might even give it for free."
"With so many people, who will he calculate for?"
"He decides based on fate. He takes a look outside, and whoever catches his eye, he will calculate for."
"Hey, he has quite a temper."
"Exactly, not even afraid of getting hit."
"I am curious, how does he calculate? Based on birth charts?"
"That is definitely not possible. Do you remember your birth chart?"
"Who remembers that stuff? I even forgot how old I am."
Everyone laughed and joked around. It’s common for those who have lived for hundreds of years to have a little mistake in estimating their age, especially these high-level cultivators who often spend decades or even centuries in seclusion. Thıs text ıs hosted at novelFirｅ.net
After a while, Xia Qingshan opened the door and was surprised to see cultivators gathered outside. He quickly posted his payment request for today, which was a Nascent Soul Achieving Pill.
When this request was made, the people around were shocked. Most of them were mainly at the Qi Refining or Building foundation level, and couldn’t afford such a payment. They started talking loudly, even surprising Lin Jiang and the others sitting in a nearby teahouse. The payment request for today was very high.
"Dear taoist friend, we have a fate today…"
Xia Qingshan saw someone hiding in a teahouse watching the commotion and messaged him without speaking.
"I don’t have a Nascent Soul Achieving Pill."
"Dear taoist friend, there seems to be a dark aura between your eyebrows. If I’m not mistaken, you must be worried about the safety of your closest relatives."
"Why not come inside and talk?"
The man finally agreed and, under the gaze of the crowd, entered Xia Qingshan’s shop.
"Taoist Friend Xia, how did you know about the safety of my close family relationship?"