The woman’s voice was ethereal, and upon closer listening, it seemed just out of reach of comprehension.
Following the sound, a shadowy figure of a woman gradually took shape.
Ying Bing lightly raised her eyebrows, her demeanor as nonchalant as ever.
She had always believed that destiny was something one held in their own hands.
However, in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, there certainly existed some wonderfully mysterious fortune-telling arts.
So, she just held the attitude that believing it would bring results, while not believing would yield none.
Li Mo glanced at the figure of the woman not too far away, feeling a stirring in his heart.
It was not that he was particularly interested in fortune-telling.
After all, he had the Eye of Heaven’s Destiny long ago, just unable to discern his own fortune.
Mainly, after the incident with Brother Ouyang, it was hard for him not to be on guard.
Anyway, this place was quite close to Hengyun Sword City…
Little Princess Jiang blinked her grayish-white eyes, lost in thought, her delicate little ears reddening slightly.
Shouldn’t… fate also be something that could be divined?
“Shall we take a look?”
Li Mo asked.
Ice Chunk had no comment, while Jiang Chulong nodded with hopeful anticipation.
The three ventured into the pavilion.
Only then did they realize that the so-called fortune teller was, in fact, a young woman.
Her attire was quaint yet exquisite, and while her looks weren’t extraordinary, they were above average; her deep-set eyes were quite striking.
Apart from a banner labeled ‘The Unseen Path’ to guide her, she had all the standard fortune-telling paraphernalia.
“Miss, you’re quite different from what I imagined a fortune teller would be.”
Li Mo sat down cross-legged.
“Mortals prying into heavenly secrets rarely escape the five major flaws and three critical deficiencies.”
The woman smiled lightly, not contradicting him.
She didn’t glance at Ying Bing or Jiang Chulong but instead stared directly at Li Mo, her eyes flickering with obscurity before quickly dimming again.
“Hand lines, face reading, or eight characters of birth – what do you wish me to divine?”
“Hand lines, I suppose.”
Li Mo casually extended his hand.
The woman slightly nodded, taking his palm and looking it over.
At that moment, a flash of light glimmered in Li Mo’s Eye of Heaven’s Destiny.
【Name: Tian Miao】
【Age: 21】
【Root Bone: Enigmatic Metaphysical Body】
【Realm: Guan Shen at the Ninth Heaven】
【Destiny: Metallic Gray】
【Evaluation: Current Wandering Practitioner of the Yantian Sect, Third on the Qianlong List, a prodigy mastering the ‘Heavenly Evolution Divine Tome,’ all realms stem from ‘Destiny.’】
【Recent Development: Commanded by the head of the Yantian Sect to descend the mountain in search of the celestial disruptor ‘Mars,’ afraid to casually use the Eye of Destiny instead managed to round up a fortune teller’s stall, preparing to return it later.】
Mars?
A wandering practitioner of the Yantian Sect?
Li Mo was momentarily stunned; this woman had quite a background.
He couldn’t see his own fate.
Was it possible she could glean something?
“Your lines are faint and chaotic; your fate should see many disasters.”
“Judging from your three lines of heaven, earth, and man, you should have been born into a relatively well-off family, but your financial luck is lacking and you’ll struggle to meet a good end…”
Listening to her speak, Li Mo glanced at his empty space of attributes and felt exceedingly calm.
This fortune-telling seemed pretty off the mark.
“This person…”
Ying Bing’s gaze flickered, seemingly recognizing the woman.
What she said didn’t align with what she had seen in her previous life.
Yet, in this life, it was completely off track.
“Huh?”
Jiang Chulong gasped, panic rising in her voice:
“W-why… how could this be…?”
The woman shook her head slightly, her gaze softening as she looked at Jiang Chulong, then said:
“This fortune-telling art, I’m also just starting to learn; it may not be accurate.”
“How about… I read your face instead?”
Li Mo: “….”
A wandering practitioner of the Yantian Sect, just starting to learn fortune-telling, how novel!
Oh, and the skill came from snagging it from another fortune teller – so, no big deal.
“Well, then let’s take a look again.”
“Sure.”
The woman moved a bit closer, examining his face.
“When the heavenly court is full of dissatisfaction, it’s a sign of wealth without life…”
She continued saying a few things.
Honestly, none of it was particularly uplifting.
Halfway through, she herself looked strangely flustered and stopped.
“Do I have no good points?”
“You do.”
“Well, that’s good… which aspect is relatively good?”
“You’re prosperous for your wife.”
“…..”
Young Man Ko Mo fell into thought.
Is it really that niche?
Ying Bing: “?”
Do you understand what you’re saying?
Jiang Chulong: “!!”
Brother Ko really… really is a… what’s the word… treasure boy?
That’s a descriptor her teacher taught her, and she wasn’t sure if it suited…
“Are you sure you didn’t misread?”
Ko Mo was momentarily speechless.
He even wanted to ask if she was reading the book upside down.
The woman shook her head: “It truly is; I can see it on you.”
After a pause, she continued:
“Not just rich in that regard, but unusually so.”
“How rich?”
“Marrying you could potentially mean sitting on the throne soon.”
“….. Is that reasonable?”
Ko Mo found it hard to maintain a straight face.
The woman nodded, “It must be my lack of skill; I won’t charge you.”
At that moment, the morning bell of Hengyun Sword City rang.
Ko Mo stood up and still pulled out a silver note.
Then the three entered back into the misty rain.
“Brother Ko… you’re amazing.”
“Is sitting on the throne really impressive?”
“Of course! Only emperors…”
Jiang Chulong said, her voice dwindling as if recalling something sad.
Ko Mo thought for a moment before saying:
“Chulong, eating fish and meat daily, sitting on the throne doesn’t always mean you’re an emperor.”
“Huh? Really?”
With just a few words, Ko Mo had Little Princess Jiang’s gloomy clouds cleared away.
She watched him chatter away, sounding like he was telling a comedic story.
Ying Bing lowered her gaze:
“Prosperous for the wife…”
…….
In the lonely pavilion.
Tian Miao furrowed her brows, pulling out a booklet from her sleeve, which boldly wrote:
《The Art of Fortune-Telling》
Though not as domineering as 《Heavenly Evolution’s Divine Calculations》, it was certainly no ordinary text.
It was said that a certain ancestor of the Yantian Sect used this fortune-telling technique to discern the future of the fledgling Martial Emperor.
While she was still learning, she had long grasped the workings of 《Heavenly Evolution’s Divine Calculations》 and wouldn’t mix things up.
“Didn’t calculate correctly…”
“So, how should I report back to the sect for the next Qianlong List?”
The Qianlong List only considered combat results.
Along with the fight record, characteristics, or strengths showing recognition for this prodigy are also attached so the realms of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths would know about this Heavenly Genius.
It’s difficult to say that Ko Mo’s defining trait is… prosperous for the wife?
After a moment of silence, she made up her mind.
Her eyes flickered with an obscure radiance as if piercing through thick clouds, spotting the few people not too far away.
“Pfft~~~”
Several seconds later, she stumbled as she got up.
Taking out a special jade slip for reporting back to the sect, she dipped her pen into the bl**d that she had just coughed up and was yet to dry.
Serious, she leaned over the desk and wrote the first line:
“Found the disruptive star Mars, please decide, Master.”
Then she began writing about the other information relating to the Qianlong List.
The new Qianlong List would be out soon.
Not only in Yunzhou but across the world, many people were eagerly awaiting it…
…..
PS: Typo rectifications will be made later.
Heard the audience masters have a kind of magical thing in their hands called creating power for love; I don’t know if it’s true or not… ah, wanting it is all I can do.
