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Chapter 307: Fortune Telling? The Kind That Involves Lifespans
Chapter 307: Fortune Telling? The Kind That Involves Lifespans
Qin Muye's hand trembled, and his eyes narrowed.
"Who's that bastard talking behind my back again?"
Ji Shan was in the middle of narrating the events when he was interrupted by Qin Muye. He looked puzzled. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, some people might be in for a bloody disaster," Qin Muye said. "Go on."
"Well, that's about it," Ji Shan finished the story.
It was about the middle-aged, pot-bellied man who was about to get into his car when it exploded. Fortunately, Ji Shan arrived just in time, otherwise, he would have been reduced to ashes.
The delay was due to taking the man to the hospital. Although he didn't get into the car, he was still affected by the explosion.
The man's car was parked in a parking lot on a different street, so he didn't encounter the incident at Qingyun Residence.
After all the commotion, it took quite a while.
"Are you full? If so, let's head back," Qin Muye said, knowing that the trouble he had been avoiding for eighteen years had finally caught up with him.
Sure enough, big cities were no good; all sorts of nonsense happened.
Ji Shan finished his meal and gestured for the waiter to pack up the leftovers. If it had only been the original two meat dishes and one vegetable, they could have finished it, but some well-meaning but unlucky person had ordered more, so they couldn't finish and had to take it with them.
They couldn't just leave it, right? That would be a waste.
The two of them left Qingyun Residence, and Qin Muye glanced at Ji Shan. He noticed a trace of qi accumulating in his body, gradually transforming into mana. With just a little push, he could become a Qi Cultivator.
However, Qin Muye didn't intend to give him that push. He would leave it to the Heavenly Son talent on his body. There was a difference between external and internal forces.
If Qin Muye were to do it, it would likely be an external factor, but if it came from the Heavenly Son talent, it would be more like a sudden enlightenment or self-cultivation, allowing Ji Shan to more intuitively experience the power of a Qi Cultivator.
On their way back, Qin Muye sensed a murderous aura. His gaze pierced through the layers of obstacles and landed on a man reeking of alcohol.
He continued to use his divination skills, sacrificing a bit of his lifespan to trace the man's identity, which led him to the old patriarch of the Liu family, Liu Gu.
As for the lifespan? He could expend it freely. Since he had achieved immortality, no matter how much he lost, it wouldn't affect him.
'The Liu family? When did I offend them?'
Qin Muye was confused. Clearly, the other party wanted his life, so why were they retaliating against him?
After deducing the cause and effect, Qin Muye couldn't help but laugh and cry. It turned out that he was at fault for not cooperating with their plan to kill him.
Truly, the old patriarch of a noble family was as domineering as they came.
But soon, Qin Muye deduced something else. Recently, he had burst a dragon corpse's eyes, and the dragon pearl had fallen into Liu Gu's hands. The pearl was tainted with a trace of abyssal power, and Liu Gu seemed to value it greatly, planning something with it.
'Tsk, taking my things and then trying to take my life. That's going too far,' Qin Muye muttered.
He had never seen such a shameless person.
As they crossed the intersection, the man reeking of alcohol stepped on the gas, and the car sped towards them at over 150 km/h.
Then it crashed into a utility pole.
The outcome was truly pitiful, and Qin Muye couldn't help but marvel, "At that speed, shouldn't the car have taken off with two wings?"
"Such arrogance in a busy city street is rare," Ji Shan remarked.
As for pity? Who would pity someone driving at 150 km/h in a crowded area? A slight mistake could have led to a collision with pedestrians.
Someone soon called the police, but it had nothing to do with Qin Muye and Ji Shan. The car had crashed into a utility pole on the opposite side, and the man's alcohol-laden state made it clear he was responsible for his own fate.
What was supposed to be a reason to hit Qin Muye ended up being his own death sentence.
After purchasing some furniture and household items, they returned to their rented apartment.
"Father, is that I Ching of yours real or fake?" Back at the apartment, Ji Shan hesitated but finally asked.
"Guess if it's real or fake," Qin Muye said casually.
Without the incident of the darkened yintang, Ji Shan would have believed it was fake, but now he was unsure.
"Maybe it's just a coincidence," Ji Shan said after a moment of hesitation.
"Right, it's just a coincidence," Qin Muye nodded, using the phrase "yes, you're right" to agree.
Believing in such things required personal experience; otherwise, no amount of persuasion would make a difference.
"..." Ji Shan had expected Qin Muye to do something unconventional, but he didn't anticipate this response.
So, he thought it might be true, but it was a shock to his worldview, given that he was a materialist.
However, he eventually set the matter aside. First, fortune-telling had no future; just look at Qin Muye's impoverished state. Even if it were true, Ji Shan had no intention of inheriting this burdensome legacy.
"Right, it's just a coincidence," Ji Shan played along, pretending to be clueless.
This time, it was Qin Muye who was speechless. In this situation, shouldn't he have argued back?
"Tomorrow, I'm going to register. Classes will start in a few days, so you should use this time to get familiar with the new environment," Ji Shan said, flipping through a book.
He was studying finance, with the simple goal of making money, nothing more.
After all, he was used to being poor; what else could he do but earn money? He couldn't just rely on passion, could he?
Ji Shan wasn't planning to just drift along; he intended to study hard and improve himself.
"Oh, no rush. There's plenty of time," Qin Muye said lazily.
As he watched the occasional strange corpse or ghost floating by, Qin Muye wondered just how vast the Yellow Springs were and where the tides came from and where they went.
As a tidal phenomenon, there must be a place where the spiritual energy ebbed and flowed.
This periodic environmental factor piqued his curiosity.
If he could find the source of the Yellow Springs, would that mean finding the source of the extraordinary in this world?
Just like in the World of Shadows, where the source of the extraordinary was the Shadow Realm.
'But... is the mundane world truly safe?'
This thought flashed through Qin Muye's mind. Many old monsters from the previous era of spiritual energy were awakening or had already awakened.
The later they awoke, the stronger they were, while the earlier they awoke, the more advantages they gained.
For example, the old patriarch of the Liu family, Liu Gu, was a top-tier figure in the previous era. He sacrificed much of his strength to gain an early awakening; otherwise, he wouldn't have awoken so soon.
Moreover, the spiritual energy tides had not yet reached their peak. Qin Muye estimated that the eighteen years since the beginning were just the start, and the period of high spiritual energy would last for thousands or even tens of thousands of years before it began to decline.
Therefore, the spiritual energy would become even more abundant in the future.
If this were happening elsewhere, Qin Muye might have considered it a good thing, but with the "Age of Lords" setting, it was far from simple.
'The longer I stay in this world, the more dangerous it will become as the spiritual energy develops?'
Currently, the tidal world was at a 5th-tier difficulty, but that didn't mean it would remain at that level. Initially, before the spiritual energy resurgence, it was only at a 4th-tier level. Over the years, it had reached the peak of the 5th tier.
He estimated that it would soon reach the 6th tier, equivalent to the pre-ascension level of the Magic Continent.
At that point, a multitude of powerful figures would emerge, and the existing policy of hiding the extraordinary might no longer be sustainable.
This was the best of times and the worst of times.
If Ji Shan could seize this era, he could develop rapidly. If he couldn't, Qin Muye would help him do so.
This was also the era of his territory's development, and the Black Hands wouldn't miss such an opportunity. They might be lying low now, but once there was enough profit, they would act.
Previously, even with the spiritual energy resurgence, the value was minimal, and acting might have been counterproductive. What if they encountered some great terror?
Qin Muye was lost in his thoughts, while Ji Shan, who was reading a book, was also pondering. If fortune-telling was real, could there be other extraordinary beings?
'Maybe my old man is some big shot living in seclusion,' Ji Shan's thoughts began to wander.
'If that's the case, why is he so poor? Could it be some cliche story?'
Ji Shan's mind drifted towards scenarios of past glory and current hardship.
This couldn't help but make Qin Muye glance sideways: 'What is this kid imagining now?'
(End of Chapter)
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