Gold Core Is A Star, You Call This Cultivating Immortality?

Chapter 309: Fortune Teller

"Don't underestimate the Martial Dao Grand Assembly.

Although the value of the Martial Dao Grand Assembly champion has declined compared to before,

there are still around thirty Martial Dao Limit Martial Artists among the top one hundred."

Hearing Qi Yuan's words, Yang Shan couldn't help but retort.

"Thirty... Are you one of them?" Qi Yuan pondered, "Were you a match for the previous champion?"

Qi Yuan was caught in a dilemma.

What if the opponents in this Martial Dao Grand Assembly were too strong?

If he could not win with just Martial Dao, what should he do?

Should he... cheat?

After all, this is just a game, and using cheats doesn't count.

Furthermore, no one would be able to tell if he was cheating.

So, Qi Yuan decided not to cheat.

With a clear conscience and righteous spirit.

"The previous..." Yang Shan's eyes revealed a smug smile, "We were evenly matched."

Hearing this, Qi Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He indeed did not cheat, and there was no need to cheat.

"If this year's competition is still as weak as before, winning the championship will be a piece of cake for me.

It seems there's no need to cheat!"

"You think too little of me, don't you?

What do you mean by saying that my level is weak?" Yang Shan couldn't help but say, Qi Yuan's mouth was asking for a beating.

What kind of words were those?

Even if he was arrogant, he shouldn't be so low in emotional intelligence.

"Ah, I finally understand the loneliness of seeking defeat or the loneliness of being undefeated.

Being invincible, what a lonely feeling."

Qi Yuan's voice was moved, giving off a sense of a noble son of a corrupt world, a proud swordsman.

This kind of aura that couldn't help but emanate also made Yang Shan momentarily stunned, inexplicably convinced by Qi Yuan's words.

But he still stubbornly said, "Lonely brother, let's see if you feel lonely in this Martial Dao Grand Assembly!"

...

Above the starry sea, below the Orchid Terrace.

Longtai City belongs to the emerging first-tier cities of the Qin Yuan Kingdom.

This city is famous for being a city of internet celebrities, with a constant stream of tourists every year.

In reality, it is an industrial powerhouse.

This year's Martial Dao Grand Assembly is being held in Longtai City.

Longtai City is located in the northern part of the Qin Yuan Kingdom. During the time of a dynasty above the Qin Yuan Kingdom, Longtai was once one of the two capitals.

This capital was called Wujing, the Wujing City.

Legend has it that during the Tianhan Dynasty, three thousand Martial Artists gathered in Longtai to hold the Martial Ascension Conference, seeking a breakthrough in the limits of Martial Dao.

The three thousand Martial Artists discussed and studied the essence of Martial Dao.

There are rumors that the leader of Martial Dao, Luo Bufan, had a realization during the Martial Ascension Conference and broke through the limits of Martial Dao.

Suddenly, a lotus flower bloomed above his head, and he stepped into the air.

This is also recorded in writing, the most recent example of breaking through the limits of Martial Dao.

On this land of the Qin Yuan Kingdom, breaking through the limits of Martial Dao has become a thousand-year challenge.

Yang Shan walked on the streets of Longtai, his eyes revealing a longing expression, "For Martial Artists, the most famous place is the Wuyun Pavilion.

On the Wuyun Pavilion, there are traces left by thousands of Martial Artists from ancient and modern times, traces left by their own strength.

If someone with exceptional talent observes the traces on the Wuyun Pavilion, they might be able to glimpse the true meaning of their Martial Dao.

Our last Martial Dao Ascensionist, Luo Bufan, also left traces on the Wuyun Pavilion.

After our tests are over, should we go take a look?"

This time, their destination was the branch of the Martial Dao Alliance in Longtai City.

Longtai City is also the venue for the Martial Dao Conference.

Therefore, in order for Qi Yuan to participate in the national competition of the Martial Dao Conference, he needs to take a special passage.

"Well... no problem, I also want to see the traces left by those ancient people.

And that Luo Bufan, quite interesting." Qi Yuan replied.

"Well, let's go. The building ahead is the branch of the Martial Dao Alliance.

But we have to wait in line for a while, there are quite a few people coming today.

These people will all be the elites of the Martial Dao world in the future. If you want to develop in the Martial Dao world in the future, you can get to know them."

"It seems that they will all be old rivals? Qi Bubai is too lazy to get to know them." Qi Yuan said, self-proclaimed as invincible.

The Martial Dao Conference is not the only one he needs to participate in.

So, as long as the conference continues, those who have not won the championship will always be his opponents.

"This young man is interesting. He came here at such a young age. It seems that he is also one of the few people in the world!"

With the sound, a young man wearing exaggerated clothes and his hair tied up like a rooster's comb walked over.

He looked only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, and his strength was also at the limit of Martial Dao.

Yang Shan saw the person coming and a trace of seriousness flashed in his eyes: "Beihe Han Xianyun!"

"I didn't expect that my reputation would be so great." The young man with the rooster's comb smiled in his eyes.

Qi Yuan had also heard of the name Beihe Han Xianyun.

In the Martial Dao world, there are two Unparalleled Geniuses who are considered the most hopeful to break through the limits of Martial Dao.

These two are Nan Shi and Beihe.

Both of them reached the limit of Martial Dao in their twenties.

Among them, Nan Shi not only has a profound realm, but also a strong combat power.

Last year, he challenged the champion of the Martial Dao Conference and lost only one move.

This time, Nan Shi is the most popular candidate to win the championship of the Martial Dao Conference.

As for Beihe... he is the second candidate.

Qi Yuan looked at Beihe Han Xianyun and a strange expression appeared in his eyes: "You should change your hairstyle."

Han Xianyun was stunned for a moment, then his eyes carried a hint of meaning: "Could it be that my hairstyle is not cool enough?

Little brother, if we meet at the Martial Dao Conference, you can kick me anywhere, but don't mess up my hairstyle."

Han Xianyun was extremely arrogant, and his words were astonishing as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Your hairstyle is cool, but it doesn't suit you." Qi Yuan said lightly.

"Oh, so the little brother has also learned hairdressing and is also a fellow practitioner?" Han Xianyun widened his eyes, "My hairstyle was personally designed by me. How about it, cool or not? Do you want me to design a hairstyle for you, for free!"

"No, thank you." Qi Yuan shook his head, "There is no rooster or crane in your bloodline, but... a rat instead.

So, your title and hairstyle don't suit you.

You should change your hairstyle."

"Bloodline?" Han Xianyun was stunned.

He had never heard of such a saying.

He looked at Qi Yuan with a strange expression: "Are you serious or just making fun of me?"

"Of course I'm serious. As for making fun... I won't look for you.

Isn't the fortune teller in front of the building more interesting?"

Qi Yuan did not continue to delve into this topic.

Han Xianyun's Martial Dao bloodline is indeed similar to the "rat" that Qi Yuan has been studying.

And the bloodline in his own body is a kind of "sea fish".

"Do you believe in fortune tellers?" Han Xianyun looked at the stall in front of the building.

There was a young man sitting on the stall with a weak complexion.

The sign read "Iron Mouth Fortune Telling".

There were also a pile of strange things placed next to it, which looked like a swindler.

"Even if it's fake, it should at least look a bit more convincing. He's too young to be a divine fortune teller... I don't believe it." Han Xianyun was the first one not to believe it.

Qi Yuan smiled and said, "Why don't we let him calculate who will win the championship of this Martial Dao Conference?"

Beihe Han Xianyun nodded, "We have nothing better to do, let's go and see."

"You're too late, Zhang Itch has already gone!"

Han Xianyun quickly looked over, her eyes filled with surprise and some dissatisfaction.

"Zhang Itch is just looking for trouble," Han Xianyun's words revealed a hint of dissatisfaction with Zhang Itch.

Although Zhang Itch is a Martial Dao genius, this person... is very arrogant.

Not just ordinary arrogance, but a disregard for others.

It's one thing for a Martial Artist to be arrogant.

Zhang Itch is not only arrogant, but also looks down on Martial Dao.

He has a sense of "I come to your Martial Dao circle, it is the honor of your Martial Dao circle."

At this time, with Zhang Itch's departure, many young talents in the Martial Dao Alliance also went to watch the fortune-telling young man.

Qi Yuan and Han Xianyun also walked over. Qi Yuan rubbed his chin, lost in thought, "I haven't bought three gold for Ning Tao yet. How about... I set up a stall to tell fortunes and make some extra money?"

In the crowd, Zhang Itch's expression was full of disdain, "You're just pretending to be a god. The matter of fate is so mysterious. Even if it's Immortal Dao... you can't peek into fate. What qualifications do you have to claim to be an iron-mouthed fortune teller?"

"Unable to peek into fate is simply because you're not strong enough," the young man looked weak, but his eyes were full of confidence.

If Zhang Itch's gaze was lofty and looked down on everything.

Then, the gaze of that young man was truly... calmly "arrogant".

As if incompatible with the world.

Zhang Itch heard this and mocked even more in his heart.

Just a few days ago, he learned earth-shattering news that made him very unhappy.

He felt that he had wasted so many years in the Martial Artist circle.

He originally looked down on the Martial Dao circle, and now... with the revival of spiritual energy and the emergence of Immortal Dao.

He was even more displeased with the Martial Dao circle.

If it weren't for the desire to fulfill his championship wish and put a perfect end to his past life.

He wouldn't have come here.

These days, he had some understanding of Immortal Dao and a longing expression.

To him, Martial Dao was just the beginning, and Immortal Dao was no longer a problem.

Now, seeing a swindler, he couldn't help but step forward.

"Then calculate my future... where will it lead?" Zhang Itch looked at the fortune-telling young man and questioned.

The young man smiled when he heard this, "Please place your hand on the bronze plate, sir."

The fortune-telling young man sat down and drew strange symbols on the bronze plate.

Zhang Itch didn't hesitate at all and placed his hand on it.

After about ten breaths, a look of regret appeared in the fortune-teller's eyes, "You were born extremely wealthy, but... your luck has run out."

"This life... I'm afraid you won't achieve anything."

The fortune-teller's words immediately caused a stir.

"You really are a fraud. This is Zhang Itch, the candidate for the championship of this Martial Dao Conference!"

"If this is considered achieving nothing, then who can achieve something?"

"Are you the one who can achieve something by sitting here and telling fortunes?"

The onlookers had mocking expressions in their eyes.

Qi Yuan looked at this scene and secretly gave up the idea of making money by telling fortunes.

After all, if he heard these taunts, he would definitely not be able to resist arguing with these NPCs.

But Qi Yuan is not good with words and hasn't learned many insults.

If he can't win an argument, what should he do? He can only resort to violence.

"This fortune-teller is not good at speaking nicely." Beihe Han Xianyun couldn't help but say.

Qi Yuan looked at the fortune-teller with a curious expression, "Although I'm not good at fortune-telling, I think he's quite accurate. Do you want him to calculate who your ancestral bloodline is, to see if it's 'rat'?"

"Huh?" Han Xianyun was a little confused.

Qi Yuan couldn't understand what Qi Yuan said.

Aren't we all humans? Aren't our ancestors all humans?

However, since Qi Yuan said so, Han Xianyun, who is carefree by nature, went over and said, "Why don't you calculate what my ancestral bloodline is?"

Han Xianyun's words confused many people present.

Only the fortune-teller, when he heard these words, subtly trembled his shoulders.

But he hid it well, and no one noticed except for Qi Yuan.

He looked at Han Xianyun and repeated the words that Nanshi Zhang Itch had said, "Please place your hand on the bronze plate."

Han Xianyun did as instructed, looking at the fortune-teller with anticipation.

After about ten breaths of time passed, the fortune-teller spoke.

"Your ancestors once produced the General Who Guards the Nation, and going further back, they are actually descendants of the last emperor of the Former Tang Dynasty."

When Han Xianyun heard this, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

If one were to investigate the Han Family, they would naturally know that the Han Family had produced an esteemed General Who Guards the Nation.

But... the descendants of the last emperor of the Former Tang Dynasty, this was an extremely secretive matter, and even the Li Family had very few people who knew about it.

Han Xianyun only learned about this half a year ago.

How did this person know?

For some reason, he felt a sense of absurdity.

However, he concealed his expression and continued, "Sir, you are truly skilled."

At this moment, the fortune-teller continued, "I have already calculated your ancestral bloodline. It is the Breeding Rat among the 399 beasts."

This sentence immediately left Han Xianyun at a loss.

Because Qi Yuan had previously said that his bloodline came from rats.

And now, the fortune-teller was saying the same thing.

Was it a coincidence or a conspiracy?

"Do you two know each other?" Han Xianyun couldn't help but look at Qi Yuan.

He felt that Qi Yuan and the fortune-teller had conspired against him.

Otherwise, how could they know the secrets of his family?

Qi Yuan shook his head, "I don't know this NPC."

Yang Shan also hurriedly said, "I can testify that Qi Yuan doesn't know this person."

Today's events were all coincidences.

Han Xianyun had a thousand questions in his heart, feeling that today's events were strange.

The fortune-teller said, "I am not acquainted with this gentleman... it is our first meeting."

As he spoke, he looked at Han Xianyun, "What I said is true.

If you don't believe me, think back to three months ago, did you have a dream?

In the dream, you were chased by a giant rat."

When Han Xianyun heard this, his eyes widened.

He was truly shocked.

Three months ago, he did have such a dream.

At that time, he didn't pay much attention to it and didn't mention it to anyone.

How did this fortune-teller know?

"How do you know?" Han Xianyun was filled with astonishment.

At this moment, Qi Yuan leaned over, "I told you he's quite accurate, don't you believe it?"

Qi Yuan didn't know about Han Xianyun's dream, but he could deduce something.

When he was still an Innate Seed, Qi Yuan unintentionally saw the dream of that female doctor, which led to a curse and a life-threatening situation.

Three months ago, those who could dream were all... people with a certain level of bloodline concentration.

This was Qi Yuan's speculation.

"Come on, do you want to calculate my fortune and see when I can clear this game?" Qi Yuan looked at the fortune-teller with curiosity.

(End of this chapter)