The Sun had just risen. The faint golden light shined down and shined on Ling Xian.
His robe was white like snow and he was out of this world. Like an immortal, especially under the light of the Sun, his demeanor was out of this world.
The woman's expression was excited. Only after a long while did she regain her composure.
She looked at Ling Xian and said, "Master, the third fortune-teller, I want to ask how he is doing."
"I can only tell you that he is still alive. More than that, I cannot tell you."
Ling Xian shook his head. The art of fortune-telling was not omnipotent. The person the woman was looking for had a very strong cultivation level. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't tell how that person was doing.
"That is enough. I didn't come all the way here for nothing. You sure are amazing."
The woman smiled. There was joy and shock.
Even though Ling Xian only predicted the person's general direction and didn't have any more accurate information, she had asked many people to do the same. All of them failed and they couldn't even get a general direction.
Comparing the two, Ling Xian's extraordinariness was obvious.
"You are flattering me."
Ling Xian brandished his hand and smiled, "You don't doubt my predictions?"
"You are not just anyone with a great reputation. The fact that you were able to conquer the entire City of Half Moon proves that your predictions are accurate."
The woman waved her fan and smiled, "Thank you, master. If I can find him, I will reward you handsomely."
"I don't need a reward. I just have a message for you. Are you willing to listen?" Ling Xian grinned.
"A message from a master is something I can't ask for more." The woman's eyes brightened. A message from a master was something everyone wanted.
"I am afraid you will face a bloody disaster this time."
Ling Xian wiped off his smile and made a laughable statement.
However, the woman didn't smile.
If this statement came from a normal person, she would've treated it as a joke. But since this statement came from Ling Xian, she had to believe it.
Ling Xian was a recognized demigod in this city. Who dared to treat his words as a joke?
The woman's expression turned serious, "Master, do you have a way to solve this?"
"Yes. Don't go to the East and give up the search."
Ling Xian spoke softly, "Other than that, there is no other way."
"If I don't find him, I will still die." The woman bitterly smiled.
"Then go. It's just a bloody calamity, but you might not die."
Ling Xian softly grinned and said meaningfully, "If you can find that person in time, then you will be safe."
"Thank you for your guidance, Master."
The woman bowed deeply to Ling Xian, "Gold and white items are too vulgar. I owe you a favor. If you need anything, you can find me at the water kind."
"So it's a member of the water-kind."
Ling Xian was surprised. The water kind was a famous royal kind of the You Ming Continent. They were born with the ability to control water and were extremely powerful.
"My name is Shui Xiu, and I have some status in the Water Tribe. If you come to my Water Tribe, you can just say my name."
The woman smiled, and with a wave of her small fan, she disappeared.
"Shui Xiu, I hope your trip will be smooth and you will be safe."
Ling Xian mumbled to himself. After finishing the tea in his cup, he packed up his stall and went home.
Today, the three calculations were over. It was time for him to go back and cultivate.
However, just as he was about to leave, an indifferent voice suddenly rang out.
"Wait."
As soon as the voice trailed off, a man in black descended from the sky. His eyes were bright and his demeanor was threatening.
Behind him were five men. All of them had powerful demeanor and were as heavy as mountains.
"Hmm?"
Ling Xian raised an eyebrow, "What is it?"
"You are the half-immortal that everyone is talking about?" The man in black's eyes were sharp like swords.
"I cannot be considered a half-immortal. I am merely a fortune teller." Ling Xian said softly.
"Then let me have my fortune read once."
The man in black had his hands behind his back. Although he was the same height as Ling Xian, he gave off the vibe of looking down on Ling Xian.
"I am sorry, the three calculations are over for today. Please come back tomorrow."
Ling Xian's expression was calm and he rejected cleanly without any hesitation.
This made the man in black frown. The people behind him began to scold him.
"How dare you! You dare to reject my Master? You must be tired of living. "
"The Master allowed you to read his face because he thinks highly of you. Don't reject his kindness."
"That's right. If you know what's good for you, then read his face. Don't ask for trouble."
Everyone scolded him, exuding a sense of superiority.
This made Ling Xian shake his head and laugh. He couldn't understand where these servants got their sense of superiority from.
Could it be that being a servant was an honorable thing?
"I don't care what kind of background you have. If you want to read my face, then you have to follow my rules. Or else, please leave."
Ling Xian's smile disappeared. He didn't want to say more.
"The rule of three calculations and three nos, I have heard of it. But rules are dead and people are alive. You can make an exception."
The man in black glared at Ling Xian, "If you don't, you will be in trouble."
"Are you threatening me?" Ling Xian's expression was cold.
"That's right."
The man in black stood with his hands behind his back. Like a God, he peered down at Ling Xian, "If you listen to me, then everyone will be fine. If you don't know what's good for you, then don't blame me for being cruel."
Hearing this, Ling Xian smiled.
He glared at the man, "You are right. I set the rules and I can change them at any time. But you don't have the right to make me make an exception."
Then, he felt too lazy to say anything else and marched towards the yard.
However, he was stopped by a servant.
He stood before Ling Xian and said in a low voice, "Young man, you really think you are a demigod? Don't reject my kindness! "
"I will only say this once. Get out of my way."
Ling Xian's expression was cold. Though he didn't have any Qi, his demeanor made this person shudder.
"I will ask you one last time. Are you going to break the rules or not?" The man in black's eyes shot out electricity and the space around him shattered.
"I will also say this one last time. You don't have the right to make me make an exception." Ling Xian retorted.
"Good, very good."
The man in black laughed out of anger. His eighth level Qi howled out of him and shot through the cloud.
"Young man, you sure are seeking death. My Master is not only a cultivator of the eighth level, he is also a famous Heaven's Favorite!"
"You offended my Master. Only death awaits you."
"You idiot who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. My Master can defeat you with one move!"
The lackeys all chimed in and flattered him.
"You are worthy of being called a Heaven's Favorite?"
Ling Xian smiled. Though the man wasn't bad and had reached three undefeatable realms, before Ling Xian, he was no different than a normal cultivator.
"Young man, you are seeking death."
The man's expression turned cold. His black hair danced in the wind and the sky darkened.
HOMMM!
Dark clouds gathered and lightning danced. A single raindrop fell and transformed into thousands of swords that headed towards Ling Xian.
At this, Ling Xian's expression was calm and unfazed.
Though the man was in the same realm as him, he only reached three undefeatable realms. This level of capability wasn't enough for Ling Xian to take him seriously.
Ling Xian pointed out a finger. Instantly, the rain disappeared and the sky returned to normal.
At the same time, the man began to puke out blood. As if he had been hit by a mountain, his entire body was falling apart.
In the next second, Ling Xian sliced across the sky. His right hand grabbed onto the man's throat and lifted him up.
"You dare to call yourself a Heaven's Favorite with this level of capability? Don't you feel embarrassed?"
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