Chapter 248 - : Storyteller
In the northwestern corner of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there was a prefecture city called Yongxing City. There were all sorts of people gathered there and it was bustling with life.
In a corner of Yongxing City, a group of people were huddled together.
In the middle of the crowd, there was an empty space with a table and an old man. Wearing a white crown and long robes, he had a tall beard and rosy cheeks as he leaned back against a chair.
The old man’s left hand was resting on a wooden block on the table while he waved a paper fan with his right. As he spoke with a smooth eloquence, everyone around him was mesmerized.
Looking at his attire, alongside the wooden block on the table and the folding fan in his hand, it was obvious that this was a storyteller. Traveling among common folk, this was somebody that was specialized in the tales of the supernatural.
The stories told by storytellers were magnificent and bewildering – they were most attractive to mortals.
“That battle was so intense that the skies went dark and the earth shattered. Corpses were strewn all over the ground as fresh blood flowed in an extremely tragic manner!”
Waving his paper fan, the elderly man said in a clear voice, “This powerful being of the human race took a step forth, causing the voids to tremble. A shout of his could fell the stars; a back flip of his palm could summon the clouds and a front flip could summon the rain. While that divine dragon was strong with the ability to topple mountains and oceans while overturning the heavens and moon, it could not defeat that man.”
“Old man, I’ve also used the Minor Transference Talisman.”
Piak!
Without another word, the old man sent another slap flying.
Another palm print appeared on Lin Xuanji’s right cheek that could not fade away.
Stroking his beard, the old man frowned. “This doesn’t make any sense. The divination can’t be wrong and you should have gained from this journey. Could it be that… this divination was referring to that Su Zimo?”
“Right, old man. That guy has some sort of skill such that I can’t divine his background and fortune,” Lin Xuanji said.
“There’s such a thing?”
A subtle ripple emanated from the old man’s glabella that shrouded the entire capital in an instant. Before long, it located Su Zimo within a restaurant.
Gentle threads appeared in the old man’s eyes that spread out swiftly into a hazy fog.
Opening his palm, the old man began to divine.
As time passed, the old man frowned deeper while his expression turned grimmer and paler.
Given the old man’s cultivation realm, he should be able to divine a Foundation Establishment Cultivator almost instantly.
But now, two hours have passed.
Next to him, Lin Xuanji waited with bated breath silently, afraid that he would disturb the old man.
Another hour passed and the old man’s body shuddered. With a grunt, the gentle threads dispersed and blood vessels appeared in a terrifying manner!
“Old man, how are you?”
Lin Xuanji knew that this was the result of a forced divination session.
Some people had special destinies. If one were to force a divination and did not stop in time, turning blind would be a normal occurrence. If it was more serious, some people could even have bad luck befall them!
“I’m fine.”
The old man waved it off and let out a long breath, pondering. “That lad has a normal destiny. It was initially ordinary but an expert helped him to change his fate, weaving his destiny entirely. I can’t divine him either.”
“Huh?” Lin Xuanji’s eyes widened as he asked in disbelief, “Changed his fate?”
He knew the immensity of those words – that was something that even the old man could not do!
“Oh?”
Right then, the old man’s expression changed and his eyes shone with a strange glint!