Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 640

Chapter 640: Chapter 642 Fortune Teller [First Release, Please Subscribe]

"Three Divinations a Day"

The characters were as powerful as a soaring dragon, their strokes irreversible once penned.

Wu Tian knew it was his own handwriting, but he had long forgotten when he’d written it. He had created a great deal of calligraphy after arriving in the Immortal Emperor Realm. But when had he written these four words, and to whom had he given them? He couldn’t remember.

The stall, named "Three Divinations a Day," attracted a large crowd. As the name implied, the master here would only perform three divinations each day. As Wu Tian and his companions approached, they overheard the crowd’s murmurs. Everyone was discussing how incredibly accurate the divinations were and how mystical the stall’s owner was.

Wu Tian heard every word clearly. Half the people were there to have their fortunes told, while the other half were simply spectators enjoying the spectacle.

At the stall sat an old man in his sixties, clad in a white robe. He was carefully observing the person before him, scrutinizing them from head to toe. Then, the corners of his lips curved into a slight smile.

Wu Tian glanced over as well. The old man didn’t seem to be from the Human Clan, but Wu Tian couldn’t quite place what he was. I should make a trip to the Furnace of Eight Trigrams when I have the time. After all, Sun Wukong developed his Eyes of Golden Flame there. The so-called Eyes of Golden Flame can recognize ghosts and monsters. Their vision is sharp, able to discern the truth from falsehood in people’s hearts. I am willing to take a trip to the Furnace of Eight Trigrams!

Returning to the present, Wu Tian looked at the man seeking the divination. His eyes were lifeless, as though he had experienced some great tragedy. He had come for a reading. His entire family had been murdered, and he wanted to know who the killer was.

"I can deduce that the murderer is someone you know," Master Li the Fortune Teller said, his expression stern as he glanced at the seeker.

"Someone I know?" Hearing this, the man was stunned. After a moment of thought, he said sorrowfully, "I find that impossible. I have no grudges with anyone I know. I believe I’ve been a good person."

"This..." Master Li furrowed his brow slightly.

With a sudden THUD, the man dropped to his knees. He pleaded as he kowtowed, "Please, Master Li! Many people say you are incredibly gifted. I beg you, please find out who harmed my family."

Master Li sighed. "A Fortune Teller can only offer hints, not speak plainly. As the saying goes, the secrets of heaven must not be revealed. Disclosing too much invites retribution. Still... seeing a grown man like you reduced to such tears, this Fortune Teller will do his best." He then called out, "Come, bring me my Supreme Treasure."

"Yes." A young apprentice at his side nodded, immediately fetching a Bagua Mirror and handing it to Master Li.

Master Li took the mirror and announced, "This is my Supreme Treasure, a Profound Level Bagua Mirror. It is a rare Magic Artifact among Fortune Tellers."

The seeker nodded, but his eyes were still filled with deep worry, afraid that even the Bagua Mirror wouldn’t be able to identify his family’s killer.

The surrounding crowd began to offer their encouragement.

"Don’t you worry, sir," one bystander said reassuringly. "Master Li’s Physiognomy is incredibly potent. Even many Demon Kings from the Demon Nations have sought him out for a reading."

"That’s right, sir, you can rest easy."

"Master Li will definitely help you find the real murderer."

The seeker nodded, a faint glimmer of hope finally returning to his eyes.

Now, Master Li dripped a drop of his blood onto the Bagua Mirror. "In the name of a Fortune Teller," he spoke with great authority, pausing on each word, "I command you to manifest! Show me who the cruel murderer is!"

Ripples appeared on the mirror’s surface, and everyone held their breath, thinking the murderer’s face was about to appear. But in the next moment, the ripples vanished. The Bagua Mirror was still once more.

As he spoke, Wu Tian walked forward with a casual, dashing air, causing the onlookers to think, What a fine gentleman for such a corrupt age. His words, however, left everyone deeply puzzled.

"But he’s so young. He doesn’t look like a Fortune Teller."

Si’er and the others also watched this unfold in surprise. Si’er couldn’t help but worry. Could Wu Tian also know the ways of a Fortune Teller? If he’s just pretending, he will surely anger Master Li. Master Li has never been to the Heavenly King Domain, but his reputation is renowned even there. Offending such a person would be most unwise.

"Excuse me, young sir, why was the Bagua Mirror unable to manifest its power?" Master Li asked. Instead of being angry, he was polite as he looked at the young man who had suddenly appeared.

Wu Tian sized up Master Li.

I don’t know him, was his first thought. But if that’s the case, how does he have my calligraphy for ’Three Divinations a Day’? It must mean we have a mutual acquaintance.

Wu Tian said nonchalantly, "You just asked the Bagua Mirror who the ’cruel’ murderer was. Did you ever consider that the killer might not be cruel? And perhaps not even the true murderer."

"What?" Master Li looked stunned.

"Not cruel? How could they not be cruel?" the seeker cried. "My parents were honest folk, and my wife was so kind. My child... he was still so young, only two years old. They were all killed! How could the murderer not be cruel?"

Wu Tian chuckled, his smile filled with sarcasm.

"Please speak plainly, sir," Master Li said, bowing to Wu Tian and setting aside his pride. He was a man without airs.

"You’re not a bad person," Wu Tian nodded, then uttered a single, faint sentence. "Pitiable people always have their odious side."