The cunning young businesswoman Mu Yurou! Her luck shines like the sun, dazzling to the eye!

Time returns to a few minutes before Lin Mo arrived at Zhenyuan Pass.

Inside Zhenyuan Pass, under an inconspicuous corner of the wall.

A young girl in simple cloth clothes sat on a worn-out bamboo chair, with an extremely crude fortune-telling stall set up in front of her.

At this moment, she narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at a Golden Core Middle Stage Cultivator in luxurious robes before her stall with a compassionate gaze, and spoke softly.

"Cough... This Fellow Daoist."

"This Fairy has observed your Luck... and found Evil Qi swirling between your brows, with dark clouds looming overhead."

"According to the divination, if you head to the battlefield this time, within three quarters of an hour, you will surely be ambushed by a demon lurking underground. At best, you'll lose an arm to survive; at worst... you'll perish on the spot, leaving not even bones behind!"

Mu Yurou's small face was serious, speaking with such gravity as if she had truly seen the other party's tragic end of blood splashing everywhere.

"Ah?!"

"Then... then what should I do?!"

"Please, Fairy, teach me! I don't want to die!"

Upon hearing this, the Golden Core Cultivator's face instantly turned pale, cold sweat pouring down.

Better to believe it than not!

After all, this was the battlefield; who wouldn't want to live a couple more days?

Seeing that the timing was right, Mu Yurou chuckled inwardly, but on the surface, she wore a troubled expression, only speaking after a moment of contemplation:

"Forget it, meeting is fate."

"Fellow Daoist, you needn't worry too much; your calamity of Evil Qi is not entirely impossible to break."

As she spoke, she mysteriously pulled a crumpled yellow talisman paper from her bosom, with some red lines drawn on it like ghost scribbles.

"Here, this is a 'Nine Heavens Profound Thunder Protection Talisman' personally refined by this Fairy."

"Carry it with you, and at a critical moment, it can help you withstand a fatal blow and dispel the calamity!"

"It's just..."

Mu Yurou sighed, showing a pained expression.

"This spiritual talisman was refined using the essence of Nine Heavens Profound Thunder, supplemented by the sap of ten-thousand-year-old thunder-struck wood, taking seven times seven, forty-nine days to complete. It is incredibly precious and rare in the world."

"If given away easily, I fear it would deplete this Fairy's Luck and Karma..."

"So, as for the price..."

She hesitated, her lively large eyes secretly observing the other's reaction.

"Fairy, please just say it!"

"I have quite some family wealth. As long as I can save my life, I'll pay any amount!"

"I'll buy this talisman!"

The Cultivator had already been completely fooled. Hearing there was a life-saving straw, how could he care about money?

He immediately patted his chest, looking heroic as if he treated money like dirt.

"Sigh, forget it, forget it."

"It's all for the sake of fighting the Demon Race, for the great righteousness of the Human Race..."

Mu Yurou let out a long, feigned sigh of conflict, and finally, as if making a huge decision, she waved her hand generously!

"Since we are destined, this Fairy cannot bear to see you suffer a calamity."

"How about this, I'll charge you two thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones."

"Consider it forming a good bond with you, Fellow Daoist!"

"Only two thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones?!"

The Cultivator was overjoyed upon hearing this.

He originally thought such an 'incredibly precious' life-saving treasure would sell for at least ten thousand Spirit Stones, or even High-Grade Spirit Stones.

He didn't expect it to be only two thousand Medium Grade!

Isn't this too honest?

"Good, good, good! Thank you, Fairy! Fairy, you are truly righteous!"

The Cultivator didn't hesitate for a second, as if afraid Mu Yurou would regret it, he immediately pulled out two thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones and respectfully placed them on the stall.

Then, holding the crumpled talisman of unknown grade and function as if it were a priceless treasure, he left with a thousand thanks.

Even as he turned away, he wore a look of secret delight as if he had gotten a huge bargain.

The reason he believed Mu Yurou so implicitly...

...was mainly because Mu Yurou had indeed shown some real skill during their conversation.

Like checking a household register, she casually mentioned his family background, Cultivation Technique, and even the recent bad Luck he encountered with near-perfect accuracy.

The precision was as high as one hundred percent!

This made him see her as a divine being, convinced he had met a hidden master wandering the mortal world!

Until the Cultivator's figure completely disappeared into the crowd.

Mu Yurou, who had been looking profound and mysterious, instantly broke character.

"Pfft..."

She He grabbed the bag of spirit stones from the table., laughing so hard her body shook and her eyes narrowed into slits.

"Tsk tsk tsk, a low-quality thunder talisman that cost less than a hundred Low-Grade Spirit Stones, and I turned around and sold it to him for two thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones."

"How many times did the price flip in this one transaction?"

"Haha, making money is really easy! The Cultivators here are all such good people!"

Mu Yurou happily swept the newly earned Spirit Stones into her Storage Ring, feeling wonderful.

"But then again..."

"It's only right that he thanked me."

She put away the Spirit Stones, looking in the direction the man left, her lips curling into a meaningful arc.

"After all, regardless of the cost of my talisman or how ugly the drawing is..."

"...the fact that it can block a fatal blow for him at a critical moment and save his life isn't fake."

"Buying a life for two thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones—this deal isn't a loss for him!"

As a true Heavenly Secret Master, although she was greedy for money, she had her own bottom line.

That was—only cheat them of money, not their lives.

Money for goods, fair to all!

"Hehe, a grand opening!"

"It seems Zhenyuan Pass is indeed a good place to make a fortune!"

"Let me see if there are any other destined fat... er, no, destined Fellow Daoists!"

Having tasted success, Mu Yurou immediately straightened her worn-out sign a bit more.

Then, within her lively large eyes, two profound runes emerged once more.

"Heavenly Derivation Dao Pupil, open!"

In her vision, the bustling crowd instantly changed appearance.

Above everyone's head, Luck pillars of various shapes and colors emerged.

Some were gray and low, indicating they were plagued by bad Luck;

Some were glowing red, indicating great fortune;

And some were wreathed in black Qi, indicating a death calamity was approaching.

Mu Yurou was like a picky hunter, her gaze quickly scanning the crowd,

trying to find the next high-quality client who was both wealthy, afraid of death, and had decent Luck.

"Hmm? That fat guy won't do, his forehead is dark, probably won't survive tonight, no point selling to him..."

"That thin guy is okay, but he's a pauper, doesn't even have a Storage Pouch on him..."

"Eh?"

Suddenly, Mu Yurou's scanning gaze came to a sharp halt.

Immediately after, as if she had seen something extremely incredible,

she sprang up from her chair, her eyes instantly widening!

"Wait... that is?!"

"No... impossible, right?!"

"How can someone's Luck... be so freakishly bright?!"

"It's... it's just like the sun has fallen!!"

At the edge of her vision, by the entrance of the Logistics Department.

A figure was slowly walking out.

Above that person's head, there was no common Luck pillar.

Instead, there was a golden sun as bright as the great day!

The intensity of that golden light was simply appalling!

It was like the only lighthouse in the dark night, or like a God King surrounded by stars.

Before that blazing sun, the Luck pillars of everyone around instantly became dim and colorless, like fireflies compared to the bright moon, there was simply no comparison!

Even Mu Yurou's special eyes felt bursts of stinging pain the moment she looked directly at that figure, as if they were about to be burned by that terrifying Luck!

"Is... is this even human?!"

Mu Yurou gasped, waves of shock surging in her heart.

She had traveled the Jianghu for many years and seen countless Prodigies.

But she had never seen anyone whose Luck was so strong it was 'unreasonable' and 'eye-blinding'!

It could be called ridiculous!

However, what made her feel even more bizarre was...

...that guy with a 'sun' on his head seemed completely unaware of his extremely dazzling Luck.

He even deliberately restrained his entire aura, looking like an ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator, being as low-key as possible.

"He's coming out of the Logistics Department..."

"Looking at this stance, is he planning to head straight to the battlefield?"

"Not good! He's leaving!"

Seeing that 'walking little sun' preparing to turn and leave toward the city gate.

Mu Yurou suddenly felt anxious.

"This is a once-in-a-lifetime 'peerless big fat sheep'... ah no, peerless Child of Destiny!"

Such a person definitely hides shocking Opportunities!

If she just let him leave like this, it would be more painful than losing a hundred million Spirit Stones!

"I must stop him!!"

"Even if I don't sell anything, just rubbing off some of his Luck would be a huge gain!"

Thinking of this, Mu Yurou didn't have time to think and shouted directly at that back!

"Hey!"

"Big brother over there, wait, please wait!"

"I see your forehead is dark... it's a sign of great disaster!!"

On the other side.

Lin Mo, who was preparing to go to the battlefield to slaughter and stock up on goods, paused slightly upon hearing this sudden shout.

"Hmm?"

"Where did this charlatan come from?"

"Forehead is dark?"

"Isn't this routine a bit too old-fashioned?"

Lin Mo was speechless.

He, a grand Nascent Soul Second Layer Peak with combat power comparable to a Dao Integration expert, actually had someone dare to try and fool him on the street by saying his forehead was dark?

Where did this street swindler come from? Their professional level is way too low.

However, despite the internal criticism, he still subconsciously turned his head and looked toward the source of the voice.

He wanted to see who was so brave.

However.

When his gaze fell upon the girl waving at him, Lin Mo was momentarily stunned.

At the end of his line of sight was a very pretty girl with bright eyes and white teeth.

Although she wore inconspicuous cloth clothes and her figure was unremarkable—the type with plenty of room for improvement—

...her hair, as pure as snow and shimmering with silver light in the sun, gave her an indescribable ethereal and otherworldly temperament.

She was like an elf walking out of a painting, completely out of place in this battlefield filled with killing intent.

"White hair?"

"Whoa, a white-haired beautiful girl?"

"These days, is the beauty threshold for charlatans this high?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Mo's eyes.

In this world, white hair wasn't non-existent, but it was mostly due to depleted blood Qi or practicing a specific Cultivation Technique.

Someone with natural white hair and such temperament was indeed rare.

"Interesting..."

"Looking at her fair and tender appearance, she doesn't seem like someone lacking money."

"Is she trying to scam me?"

Lin Mo marveled slightly at her looks, then became a bit curious.

This girl gave off a feeling that was far from simple.

Especially those eyes; although they looked lively and crafty, deep down they held a depth that even he couldn't quite see through.

"Since she's called out to me, I'll go take a look."

"It's not like I'm short on time."

Thinking this, Lin Mo's lips curled into a playful smile.

He wanted to see what this seemingly eccentric white-haired girl was up to!

So, he turned around, stepped forward, and walked straight toward that inconspicuous fortune-telling stall.