"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.
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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.
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