Who Let Him Cultivate Immortality

The fortune-teller was a cultivator about the same age as Lu Yang. Noticing Lu Yang’s gaze, he explained with a hint of complaint: “There’s no helping it, people nowadays don’t really believe in fortune-telling anymore, chanting things like ‘I control my fate, not the heavens’, making a living isn’t easy.”

“Some people prefer to have their fortunes told with Eight Trigrams, so I prepared a Eight Trigrams plate.”

“Some want to gamble on their luck, so I have dice.”

“Some believe in fortune-telling through writing, so I prepared the Four Treasures of the Study.”

“Some think tossing copper coins is the most effective, so I have nine large coins prepared.”

“And this crystal ball, it’s a trend that has risen in recent years from the Eastern Seas. People like to use crystal balls for fortune-telling, for which I even went to the Eastern Seas to learn.”

“Besides, this crystal ball can not only tell fortunes on the surface but also play small videos in secret, making money from two functions.”

“How about it, want to choose one and give it a try? It’s free if it’s not accurate.” The fortune-teller enthusiastically promoted his services.

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou looked at the fortune-teller with suspicion, feeling wary. Lu Yang always felt that the fortune-teller was not simple, as if he could see through something.

The fortune-teller’s lips curled into a slight smile: “Sure, which method would you like to use, and what would you like to inquire about?”

Barbarian Bone thought for a moment, considering himself a Confucian cultivator, and said: “Let’s go with character fortune-telling. I’ll write a character, and you tell me if I can become a great Confucian.”

“Please.” The fortune-teller skillfully arranged the Four Treasures of the Study, inviting Barbarian Bone to write.

Barbarian Bone penned the character swiftly.

The fortune-teller tapped it and hissed long: “This character of yours…”

“What’s wrong?” Barbarian Bone asked anxiously.

“Your writing is so ugly. What character is this?”

“Confucian.”

“…” The fortune-teller composed himself and analyzed, “A Confucian is gentle, a term for scholars. It’s formed from ‘person’ and ‘need’ sounds.”

“You’re physically strong, seemingly indestructible, but you have a soft heart, indecisive, easily swayed by others, becoming like whatever you learn.”

“Looking at the ‘need’ character, with ‘rain’ above ‘and’ below.”

“As the saying goes, clouds above the sky, rain when needed, implying you will be needed in the future.”

“This ‘person’ character stands by itself, meaning not only can you become a great Confucian, but you could also become a new form of great Confucian.” (TL Note: The character for “Confucian” is 儒. If you split it right and left, it forms 人, “person”, and 需, “need”. The “need” can be further split from the top and bottom to form 雨, “rain”, and 而, which is “and”.)

Barbarian Bone, hearing he could become a great Confucian, was overjoyed.

His level in Confucian studies was the lowest among the four elders’ disciples. Although the elders didn’t mind, advocating teaching without discrimination, saying he just hadn’t had his enlightenment yet. Once enlightened, he could instantly enter the path of Confucianism, with limitless prospects.

But Barbarian Bone always lacked confidence. Now, with the fortune-teller’s analysis, saying he could become a great Confucian, he regained his confidence.

He still had great potential!

“By the way, there’s one more thing.”

“What?”

“Practice your writing more when you get back.”

“Oh.”

“Do you need a copybook? I happen to have one here. Take one, it’s a necessary expense on your path to becoming a great Confucian.”

Barbarian Bone thought the fortune-teller made sense and bought a copybook.

Seeing Barbarian Bone’s fortune-telling session was interesting, Lan Ting also wanted to try and sat down, asking: “I want to know if my future achievements will be higher in formations or in talismans. Let’s use the crystal ball.”

She had recently started learning about formations and found her interest in formations seemed to exceed talismans.

Lan Ting was considering whether to change her focus.

The fortune-teller lifted the crystal ball towards Lan Ting, rubbing his hands back and forth, muttering: “Spirit of the heavens, spirit of the earth, crystal ball reveal your powers! Spirit of the heavens, spirit of the earth, crystal ball reveal your powers!”

Seeing the result shown in the crystal ball, the fortune-teller was dumbfounded: “Uh, in the future, you incorporated formations into talismans, merging formations and talismans into one?”

The fortune-teller looked at Lan Ting with a strange gaze, pondering over such an unconventional approach. This beautiful female cultivator, why does her thinking diverge so much from ordinary people?

Lan Ting tilted her head in thought, feeling that what the fortune-teller said wasn’t impossible, and promptly paid him.

It was Meng Jingzhou’s turn next. He raised an eyebrow, “You wouldn’t happen to be a disciple of the Heaven’s Mysteries Sect, would you?”

The Heaven’s Mysteries Sect, known as the foremost fortune-telling sect in the Central Continent, had predicted the reappearance of the ancient great era.

The sect highly values cause and effect, and ordinary means of concealing one’s identity are ineffective in front of them. A glance from a disciple of the Heaven’s Mysteries Sect can reveal one’s background and origins.

Perhaps this fortune-teller saw that they came from the Dao Seeking Sect and the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace.

“Ha ha, dear brother, you must be mistaken. I’m just a wanderer, a mere mortal. How could I possibly be a disciple of the Heaven’s Mysteries Sect?”

Meng Jingzhou fell silent for a moment, then took out a blood oath scroll from his identity jade token, “Three hundred years ago, the Supreme Elder of the Heaven’s Mysteries Sect borrowed a huge amount of top-grade spirit stones from our Meng family and then hid in his cave, claiming to be in closed-door cultivation.”

“When our Meng family went to your sect to collect the debt, your sect leader made a blood oath, promising to repay it, and said that any direct descendant of the Meng family encountering a disciple of the Heaven’s Mysteries Sect could demand repayment according to the blood oath.”

“Do you want to test the power of the blood oath?”

Hearing that the Meng family was the creditor of the world, it seemed to be true.

The fortune-teller Luo Bo knelt down immediately, clinging to Meng Jingzhou’s leg, crying and begging, “Big brother Meng, please have mercy so we can meet again in the future!”

“Our Heaven’s Mysteries Sect is so poor that we can’t even afford to keep disciples; we’re sent down the mountain to fend for ourselves. If I, Luo Bo, had money, I wouldn’t have fallen to scamming people here!”

“I even have to pay a stall fee here, and I can’t afford it!”

“Look at this robe I’m wearing; it’s been patched up and worn for several years, I don’t have the money to buy a new one!”

Meng Jingzhou rolled his eyes; the robe was clearly refined and valuable.

“I didn’t expect you to repay the debt, just get up.” Meng Jingzhou forcefully pulled his leg free, “Give us two fortunes for free, and I won’t trouble you anymore. Remember, no deceiving!”

“Ha ha ha, that’s easy.”

“Come on, tell me about my fate, what will my future achievements be?” Lu Yang spread his hands, letting the disciple of the Heaven’s Mysteries Sect, Luo Bo, read his palm.

Luo Bo laughed confidently, still self-assured in his expertise: “That’s a common question, let me take a look.”

Unexpectedly, Luo Bo’s eyes widened, he suddenly stood up in disbelief, backed away several steps until he reached the wall.

“Your, your, your fate… it’s murky, in the future, you will have karmic ties with several immortals!”

Luo Bo found that despite being entwined in the karma of immortals, Lu Yang could move freely as if unaffected.

But that’s not the most terrifying part.

The most horrifying thing was Luo Bo also discovered that Lu Yang would be a major disaster in the cultivation world, spreading the Dao Seeking Sect’s practices throughout the entire cultivation world!

The Dao Seeking Sect’s practices were outrageous enough; if the entire cultivation world were to be assimilated by the Dao Seeking Sect, how could anyone live!

Absolutely must not entangle with such a person!

Luo Bo inwardly lamented; he saw the four as wealthy sheep, perfect for scamming some money, not expecting to encounter an untouchable existence like Lu Yang!

No, from the fortune, it wasn’t just Lu Yang spreading the bad practices throughout the cultivation world, but another person as well.

The other person is…

Luo Bo looked towards the big debtor, Meng Jingzhou.

Run!

Without another word, Luo Bo used an escape technique, not even bothering to pack up his table, and fled: “I, I, I haven’t seen you today!”

One more glance and he feared his life would end here.

Before the four could react, Luo Bo had vanished.

Lu Yang blamed Meng Jingzhou, “It must be your debt collecting that scared him away.”

(End of the chapter)