66: Chapter 66 Mystic Sorcerers

The old man opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing through his cloudy gaze. He sized Sun Buer up from head to toe and said indifferently, "If the reading isn't accurate, no Spirit Stones required."

"Truly?" Sun Buer grinned, his interest piqued even further.

"What do you wish to calculate?"

"Calculate my future prospects." Sun Buer chuckled, speaking casually, "See when I'll strike it rich."

The old man stared at him for a moment, let out a light chuckle, and said, "You are of extraordinary birth and significant origin; there is no need to worry about Spirit Stones."

"On this trip to Guangnan City, you have already encountered a benefactor. With the help of this benefactor, your fortune will flourish, and you will naturally not lack Spirit Stones."

Sun Buer was instantly startled. Does this old man have real skill?

He had been in Guangnan City for two months—two whole months—and had only earned a sum of Spirit Stones from Shen Qingyuan.

However, is that so-called benefactor Shen Qingyuan?

Shen Qingyuan is merely a member of the Shen Family in Guangnan City. A tiny Shen Family cannot be compared to his Taotie Pavilion. How could he be called a benefactor?

Thinking of this, he asked tentatively, "Senior, I wonder what the background of this benefactor of mine is?"

The old man smiled without saying a word, merely extending a finger and pointing toward the sky.

Sun Buer looked up at the sky, his face full of confusion.

"Heaven's secrets must not be revealed." The old man withdrew his finger and closed his eyes again. "Young Master will know when the time comes."

Sun Buer stood in place, the expression on his face shifting uncertainly.

He stared at the old man for a long time, then suddenly gritted his teeth, pulled ten Spirit Stones from his robe, and placed them respectfully on the table.

"Senior, these few Spirit Stones are a small token of my respect. Please accept them."

The old man opened his eyes, glanced at the ten Spirit Stones, smiled, and accepted them.

...

Not long after Sun Buer left, several more Cultivators approached.

"Senior, give me a reading!"

A middle-aged man with a face full of rough flesh squeezed to the front of the stall and spoke in a muffled, booming voice, casually tossing down a few Spirit Stones.

The old man opened his eyes, looked at him, and said indifferently, "What do you wish to ask?"

"I want to ask if I can obtain any treasures during this trip into the Great Emperors Secret Realm!" The middle-aged man rubbed his hands together, his eyes filled with greed and excitement.

The old man was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head.

"I advise you, it's better if you don't enter this Secret Realm."

The middle-aged man's expression changed: "Why?"

The old man looked at him, a trace of pity flashing through his cloudy eyes.

"Your forehead is darkened, and Evil Qi strikes your crown; this is an omen of great calamity. If you insist on entering the Secret Realm, there will be ten deaths and no life."

The middle-aged man's face turned ashen, and he slammed a palm onto the table.

"Bullshit! I have cultivated for a hundred years; what storms have I not seen? A mere fortune teller says I have ten deaths and no life? I refuse to believe it!"

He snatched the Spirit Stones from the table and turned to leave.

After a few steps, he turned back and spat: "Pah! What bad luck!"

The old man was not angered; he merely shook his head and closed his eyes again.

The surrounding Cultivators looked at each other, someone whispering, "Is this old man's calculation accurate or not?"

"Who knows... but seeing the reaction of the person earlier, he should have some skill."

"How about... we try?"

The Cultivators hesitated for a moment, but eventually, someone stepped forward.

"Senior, give me a reading."

...

The news spread very quickly.

In less than half a day, the matter of the fortune-telling old man on East Street had spread throughout Guangnan City.

Some said his calculations were extremely accurate, even able to discern the secrets of the Tiangang Sect.

Some said he was a hidden master traveling the world, and meeting him was an Opportunity.

Others said he was nothing but a fraud, using common Jianghu tricks.

But regardless, more and more people gathered before the fortune-telling stall.

From being initially ignored, a long line eventually formed.

The old man remained unhurried, calculating and observing for each person one by one.

Some asked about their future, some about marriage, some about cultivation, some about financial luck...

No matter what was asked, the old man could explain it logically and with terrifying accuracy.

"Senior, what exactly is the situation with the Great Emperors Secret Realm? Can you calculate that?"

A young Cultivator who had waited in line for half a day finally reached his turn and asked impatiently.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around pricked up their ears.

Their cultivation levels were not high, so they had not gone to explore the Secret Realm.

But they couldn't help being curious about the Great Emperors Secret Realm.

The old man was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head.

"Heaven's secrets are difficult to fathom. The Great Emperors Secret Realm involves too much; I cannot calculate it."

The crowd felt a wave of disappointment.

Someone was unwilling to give up and pressed further, "Then can you reveal just a little bit? Even a tiny bit would do!"

The old man pondered for a long time before finally speaking.

"Since you all wish to know, I shall tell you a piece of secret history."

Everyone's spirits rose, and they held their breath in concentration.

The old man raised his head, a profound light flashing through his cloudy eyes.

"Sixty years ago, this Great Emperors Secret Realm appeared in the Central Province. At that time, experts from the Central Province gathered in droves; dozens of Saint Realm experts alone arrived."

Upon hearing this, everyone gasped.

Dozens of Saint Realm experts?

What kind of concept was that?

The entire Southern Region only had three Holy Lands, and each Holy Land only had one or two Saints presiding over it!

Dozens of Saints gathered together—just thinking about that scene was staggering!

"What happened later?" someone asked urgently.

"Later..." The old man paused, his tone becoming low, "Later, a world-shaking battle occurred."

"To fight for the Emperor's treasures, those Saint Realm experts engaged in a massive brawl. That battle caused the heavens to collapse and the earth to rend, the sun and moon lost their light, and more than half of the space within the Secret Realm collapsed."

"Saints fell in the chaotic battle, the foundations of Holy Lands were completely shattered, and even peerless experts of the Saint King Realm intervened..."

Saint King Realm!

Everyone gasped again.

That was an existence two major Realms higher than a Saint!

Placed in the entire Cangxuan Great World, they were experts standing at the absolute Peak!

"And the Emperor's treasures? Who snatched them?" someone couldn't help asking.

The old man shook his head: "I don't know. That battle was too tragic and fierce; I cannot calculate it clearly. I only know that after that, the Secret Realm closed, and it wasn't until today, sixty years later, that it appeared again."

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of shock and apprehension.

Those Cultivators who were originally eager and prepared to enter the Secret Realm to try their luck now couldn't help but shrink back.

Even Saints could perish inside; with their meager cultivation, wouldn't entering be suicide?

The old man seemed to see through everyone's thoughts and said indifferently, "You all need not worry too much. Within the Secret Realm, danger and Opportunity coexist. As long as you are not greedy and do not advance recklessly, and do not go deep into the core area, you can still gain some Opportunity by trying your luck in the outer regions."

"Furthermore..." The old man paused, a glint flashing in his eyes, "I have observed the celestial phenomena. This appearance of the Secret Realm is different from sixty years ago. The Emperor's treasure at the secret realm core seems to have had an abnormal movement. Perhaps this time will be when that Emperor's treasure chooses its master."

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd erupted.

An Emperor's treasure choosing a master?

That was a supreme treasure left behind by a Great Emperor!

If one could be chosen by an Emperor's treasure, wouldn't that be a meteoric rise to the heavens?

The Cultivators who originally did not plan to explore the Secret Realm were now itching to move.

"Senior, is what you say true?"

"Absolutely true." The old man nodded, his tone certain.

Glints flashed in everyone's eyes, and the extinguished fire in their hearts began to burn again.

Emperor's treasure!

That was an Emperor's treasure!

Even if they couldn't get it, it would be good to go in and take a look!

What if... what if luck was on their side and they were chosen by the Emperor's treasure?

"Go! Into the Secret Realm!"

No one knew who shouted it, but the crowd instantly became restless.

"Right! Into the Secret Realm!"

"The Emperor's treasure is mine!"

A group of people scrambled to surge toward the direction of the city gates, their eyes full of fanaticism and greed.

Before the fortune-telling stall, only the old man was soon left alone.

He sat cross-legged on the prayer mat, watching the retreating backs of those people, a meaningful light flashing in his cloudy eyes.

"Go, go..."

He murmured to himself, the corners of his mouth curling slightly into an arc.

"Within the Secret Realm, there must always be some cannon fodder."

At that moment, a voice reached his ears.

"Old man, what's the use of tricking these Meridian Opening and Soul Fire Realm Cultivators into going in? This bit of blood and Qi can't fill that pit!"

Shen Qingyuan appeared before the stall, staring at the old man with a face full of smiles.

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