437: Ruthless

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Qin Xinming's heart was like a surging tide.

The composure he had cultivated over years of traversing the Jianghu almost failed him in that instant.

The slight change in his expression in that moment was not seen by the Cultivators observing from behind.

But it clearly fell into Zhou Tailai's eyes.

"Hmm? He really is hiding a secret..."

Zhou Tailai remained calm.

He still maintained an indifferent yet all-knowing expression, his gaze as still as an ancient well, falling upon Qin Xinming.

This made Qin Xinming's already somewhat settled emotions turbulent once more.

"No, I can't stay here any longer..."

A sense of crisis immediately arose in Qin Xinming's heart.

If he stayed any longer,

He feared he would no longer be able to maintain his composure.

"Heh heh... just putting on an act!"

Qin Xinming forced a sneer.

He turned and retreated as if nothing had happened.

The surrounding Cultivators didn't feel much.

Some agreed with Qin Xinming's statement.

They didn't belong here.

They were just here to seek an Opportunity.

What did it matter to calculate this much?

"Fellow Daoist."

At this moment,

The leisurely voice of the young man sitting behind the crude wooden table reached Qin Xinming's ears.

Qin Xinming's body involuntarily stiffened.

He turned around.

"Ten Low-Grade Spirit Stones, please."

Zhou Tailai said indifferently.

"Hiss!"

"This young man is not a good person!"

Ten Spirit Stones for a single sentence.

Isn't this a scam?

"Hmph!"

Qin Xinming let out a cold snort.

His expression changed for a moment.

He actually took out ten Spirit Stones and handed them over.

At this point, Qin Xinming, who had somewhat recovered, was unsure whether Zhou Tailai had truly seen something.

Moreover,

Even if he hadn't seen anything,

His momentary loss of emotional control had probably been noticed by this Little Half Immortal.

It was better to temporarily stabilize the Little Half Immortal now.

In an instant,

Qin Xinming had already made his decision, offering the ten Spirit Stones.

Without further delay, he merged into the crowd, left the market, and disappeared.

"Heh..."

He gently placed the Heavenly Capital Fate Calculation Method in front of him on the wooden table.

He inspected the ten Spirit Stones floating before him.

After confirming that no tricks had been played,

He felt a slight joy and put them into his Storage Pouch.

Compared to the Spirit Stones and other wealth he had obtained by sheer luck,

He still preferred those obtained through his own ability.

This made him feel at ease.

Especially after having just met the xumi pagoda's pagoda spirit.

Facing the whispers of the surrounding Cultivators,

Zhou Tailai remained calm.

This first transaction upon arriving at Two Realms Mountain indeed did not make a name for him.

Although he did realize that the person definitely had a secret,

No one is without secrets.

Zhou Tailai didn't care.

Not every secret or every Opportunity needed to be pursued by him.

He only needed the part that belonged to him.

Over these many years,

He had seen countless Opportunities while calculating fate for others.

But he had never harbored the thought of possessing them himself.

Firstly,

These did not belong to him.

Even if he were to seize them by force, he might not necessarily succeed.

Secondly, it was also a rule of the Heavenly Capital Fate Calculation Method he cultivated.

Do not take all wealth.

Of course, the most important reason was that his own Opportunities were simply too numerous.

Why would he need to take others'?

Zhou Tailai was calm and composed.

He gently swayed the feather fan in his hand.

He was not in a hurry.

He wasn't truly a charlatan.

His reputation,

Would naturally spread.

Let fate fly for a while!

Seeing that Zhou Tailai truly just sat by his crude stall without moving,

A group of people who had originally intended to seize the Opportunity to do something,

Or who wanted to see what choice this young Cultivator, who had somehow gained an Opportunity, would make,

Gradually lost interest.

They dispersed one after another.

However, they remembered the title of Little Half Immortal.

By virtue of the Opportunity to enter the ancient pagoda, the title of Little Half Immortal began to gain a foothold in this Two Realms Market.

"Fellow Daoist, I have been quite unsettled these past few days, please calculate it for me..."

Some people disbelieved, while others naturally believed.

After Qin Xinming,

Another middle-aged man hesitated and stepped forward, asking Zhou Tailai.

Zhou Tailai's heart stirred, and he looked at the middle-aged man.

A hazy light flowed.

A faint glow flashed in Zhou Tailai's eyes.

At the center of the middle-aged man's brows,

A hint of blood-red subtly encircled.

However, it did not emanate from the middle-aged man himself.

But it had a close connection with the middle-aged man.

Zhou Tailai closed his eyes.

The Heavenly Capital Fate Calculation Method lit up.

A moment later,

Sounds of "swish swish" rang out.

A wooden slip appeared in Zhou Tailai's hand.

Zhou Tailai used his hand as a brush, inscribing four characters.

He handed it to the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Close kin in peril!"

The middle-aged man took it casually.

He only glanced at it.

The four characters on the wooden slip made his expression change dramatically.

He didn't bother to say anything more.

The middle-aged man hurriedly took out ten Spirit Stones and placed them on the wooden table.

His magical power circulated, and he sped towards the outside of the market.

"Fellow Daoist, allow me to thank you another day!"

A voice came from afar.

Reaching Zhou Tailai's ears.

Zhou Tailai nodded casually.

He didn't care.

As for whether the middle-aged man would make it in time,

That was not something he needed to worry about.

He put away the Spirit Stones.

Zhou Tailai sat patiently.

As dusk approached,

Finally, another Cultivator came to ask for a divination.

His figure was dejected.

A moment later,

The dejected Cultivator left.

Today's three divinations were complete.

Zhou Tailai naturally would not break the rules he had set for himself.

He put away the wooden table and banner.

He found a place to stay in the market.

He closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, cultivating his Dao.

Outside the Two Realms Market,

In an nameless mountain forest,

A black-faced man, appearing to be around thirty years old, sat by an nameless lake in the forest.

Around him, a simple Formation Flag was set up.

It was formed by the most basic three Formation Flags.

It only had a slight effect of concealing Qi.

"Little Half Immortal..."

"Damn it!"

Qin Xinming's face showed some annoyance.

He had traveled the Jianghu for many years.

He hadn't expected to stumble today because of a mere youth.

A single sentence had already exposed him.

However, he couldn't be blamed for this.

Being in the Upper Realm,

He was caught off guard, thinking someone knew his identity.

Such a shock was not so easily suppressed.

"Hidden danger..."

Qin Xinming's expression changed unpredictably.

His reflection in the lake,

Amidst the rippling water, his face suddenly darkened.

He had clearly made a decision.

"Hidden danger... just eliminate it..."

Qin Xinming's heart hardened.

He had struggled in the Qianling Dynasty for so many years.

All the way to this day,

He relied on ruthlessness and leaving no future troubles.

What he understood best was that this world itself was like this.

It's not something you can achieve just by wanting peace.

He had seen too many instances of people killing each other for a little secret or benefit.

Qin Xinming's expression returned to calm.

Before long, he changed his attire.

He altered his facial features slightly.

He wiped away the black from his face.

Revealing his original face, which, though not fair, was not dark either.

The black was merely his camouflage.

In the mountain forest,

There was only the sound of insects chirping and birds singing.