341: Young Master Hualiu

[The next day,]

[It wasn't until noon that you began telling fortunes in the lobby.]

[You felt no ripple of emotion regarding the destruction of the Wu Family last night.]

[But today, the news had spread across nearly the entire Imperial Capital.]

[Because of this, Wangyue Tower became exceptionally lively—the lobby was packed with people inside and out, all there to see you, the "Great Master."]

[For a time, the entire lobby was a cacophony of voices.]

["Have you heard? The Wu Family was truly wiped out."]

["Yeah, early this morning, the Wu Residence was already surrounded by crowds."]

["Do you think Great Master Qin directed and acted out this whole thing himself, personally wiping out the Wu Family?"]

["Stop guessing blindly. The Imperial City Guard issued a notice saying that Wu Bin had been acting under the guise of the Fengyun Pavilion's Pavilion Master. He was likely eliminated by the Fengyun Pavilion."]

["This Great Master Qin's prediction was truly accurate."]

["I think it was just a lucky guess. Besides, Wu Bin was asking for death. Daring to impersonate the Fengyun Pavilion's Pavilion Master—didn't he get what he deserved?"]

[Regarding the massacre of the Wu Family, everyone had their own opinion.]

[As for the Imperial Court and the Imperial City Guard, they turned a blind eye to the matter.]

[The Emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty naturally pretended to be unaware as well.]

[This was entirely because of the two lines of blood-written characters left on the ground.]

[They knew that anything involving the Fengyun Pavilion was beyond their jurisdiction.]

[Since the "Imperial Preceptor" candidate dispatched by the Fengyun Pavilion had not yet arrived, the Imperial Court sent someone to notify Cheng Rongrong of the matter.]

[After learning of it, Cheng Rongrong told them that Wu Bin deserved his death for misusing the Pavilion Master's name.]

[Actually, you were also somewhat curious about Wu Bin's brainless behavior.]

[Wu Bin clearly knew Cheng Rongrong was in the Imperial Capital, so why did he dare to say such things?]

[Unless... it was the person impersonating you who had deceived Wu Bin.]

[However, you didn't care much.]

[No matter what kind of monsters or demons were involved, you would find out once you met them.]

[You continued to tell fortunes with a calm mind.]

[Sitting across from you now was a dejected-looking youth in his teens.]

["Great Master Qin, I want to find out... why I am always so unlucky." His voice carried a somber weariness.]

[Having said that, he picked up a brush and wrote down his name, "Ji Yuan," and his birth date and time.]

[You looked at him—a faint strand of dark Evil Qi was entwined around him, causing you to frown slightly.]

[This Evil Qi was an invisible energy that ordinary people could not see.]

[Had you not reached the Spirit Transformation Realm and undergone a transformation in your level of existence, allowing you to perceive the flow of Laws, it would have been difficult for you to notice as well.]

[Because this was, in itself, a fragment of the Law Power.]

[This power coiling around him was clearly highly unusual.]

[Although it was only a strand, it was still power at the level of Law. Anyone who came near him would have their life force slowly eroded and swallowed by it.]

[You feigned a calculating gesture while quietly spreading out your Divine Sense, quickly finding information related to him.]

[His name was Ji Yuan, a disciple of a branch of the Ji Family.]

[His mother died on the day he was born, and his father died when he was three. Later, he was confined to a side courtyard by the Clan Chief.]

[His older cousin, the Young Clan Leader of the Ji Family, often visited him and unexpectedly died young as well.]

[The Family finally reached their limit and kicked him out; thus, the reputation of being a "Cursed Star of Solitude" spread.]

[You already had a general deduction in your mind—]

[This strand of Evil Qi must have attached itself to him at the moment of his birth.]

[If it had been there while he was in the womb, his mother likely wouldn't have been able to endure it during pregnancy.]

[His mother was weak after giving birth, and the Evil Qi happened to manifest then, creating the illusion that he "cursed his mother."]

[As for the rest, it was hard to say for certain at the moment.]

[You looked up at him and said calmly, "You cursed your mother at birth, lost your father at three, and later cursed your older brother to death, which is why you were kicked out of your home... is that right?"]

[Ji Yuan's eyes widened suddenly, his rims turning red as he said excitedly, "Yes, yes, yes! Please, Great Master, show me the way!"]

[The surrounding guests immediately broke into a chorus of boos.]

["Heh, I thought some great expert had come to Wangyue Tower, but this is it?"]

["Exactly. Everyone knows about Ji Yuan, the Cursed Star of Solitude. Does that even need a fortune reading?"]

["Don't talk nonsense. Great Master Qin's predictions yesterday were incredibly accurate..."]

["That's right. The Wu Family was practically 'predicted' to death by Great Master Qin."]

[Ignoring the discussions of others, you looked at Ji Yuan with a serious expression and said calmly:]

["The calamity is not your fault; your fate is granted by heaven. The chance to break the cocoon may lie within the Gate of Life."]

[Ji Yuan hurriedly asked, "The Gate of Life? Where is it?"]

[You feigned a calculation with your fingers and said slowly:]

["The calamity is not unsolvable; you should return to Blood Origin."]

["Blood ties...?" Ji Yuan murmured to himself, getting up and leaving lost in thought.]

[You watched his departing figure, feeling a bit anxious.]

[Your intention was to guide him toward the Blood Origin Sect, but you weren't sure if he would understand.]

[Right at that moment—]

["Move, everyone move!"]

["Get out of the way!"]

[The bustling crowd was forcibly pushed aside, creating a path.]

[You looked up—]

[It was actually Fang Chen bringing a team of guards, dragging Tu Jiaojiao along as they approached.]

[At this moment, Tu Jiaojiao's face was red and swollen from being beaten.]

[As soon as Tu Jiaojiao saw you, she immediately cried out for mercy: "Great Master Qin, you lied to me!"]

[You smiled calmly: "How did I lie to you? Did you not get Fang Chen?"]

[Tu Jiaojiao said with a look of grievance: "I did... but he hits me."]

[Fang Chen's face was full of rage. His legs rubbed together unconsciously as he kicked Tu Jiaojiao aside, then glared at you fiercely: "Was it you who told Tu Jiaojiao to plot against this Young Master?"]

[You knew that Tu Jiaojiao had already succeeded the day before, so Fang Chen had been infected with the "Venereal Poison."]

[This "Venereal Poison" was actually difficult to cure because it recurred easily. To completely eradicate it, one would probably have to... cut off their life-root.]

[Fang Chen naturally didn't know Tu Jiaojiao had this disease at first. To obtain the "green spirit wood," he had agreed to Tu Jiaojiao's demands on the spot.]

[The result was predictable.]

[Afterward, Fang Chen discovered he had been infected.]

[He then gave Tu Jiaojiao a severe beating.]

[Tu Jiaojiao had no choice but to give you up.]

[How could Fang Chen endure this?]

[He immediately brought men to settle the score with you.]

[You looked at Fang Chen and smiled: "Young Master Fang, what plotting? I am merely a fortune teller. Easing the worries of my guests is my duty."]

[Fang Chen looked at you with eyes full of fury.]

[The rumors about you, as well as the matter of the Wu Family being "predicted to death" by you, had already been confirmed by him as he came in.]

[He had originally intended to cause trouble for you, just like Wu Bin.]

[But remembering the fate of the Wu Family, he became very hesitant.]

[Furthermore, this was the property of the Cheng Family.]

[Times were different now. He was very clear about Cheng Rongrong's current status and position.]

[Most importantly, Cheng Rongrong herself was currently at the Cheng Residence.]

[All this information tied together forced the fire of anger in his heart to subside by a few notches.]