Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy novel Chapter 727

Chapter 727: Chapter 730 Gold Star Taibai [3rd Update]

Wu Tian never expected this charlatan to actually take an interest in him, let alone want to read his fortune. Heavens, is this some kind of joke? He chuckled, feeling that this must be fate.

"That won’t be necessary," Wu Tian said coolly, refusing him outright. His destiny could not be divined by anyone, unless they were an Immortal Emperor.

"Not necessary?" Zhou Butong’s brows knitted together. He had been having a great time these past few days. The game of pretending to be a Fortune Teller was immense fun, and everyone had been begging him for a reading. But this fellow in front of him actually said no? Why? What on earth for? Suddenly, Zhou Butong felt a pang of displeasure. If he didn’t read Wu Tian’s fortune, the game would feel incomplete.

He strode forward and looked at Wu Tian with a most earnest, serious, and solemn expression. "This old man, by a chance encounter, received a legacy from that great personage," he began. "Young man, ahem, I trust you know of him. The one who obtained the Nine Dragon Ring, the existence closest to the Creation Martial Emperor. My Physiognomy is unparalleled in this world. Young man, you must cherish this opportunity."

Wu Tian was speechless. If he had outright claimed to have inherited from the Wutian Celestial Emperor, he would be spouting nonsense in the name of an Immortal Emperor. Doing so could lead to a lifetime of ailments and misfortune. But he hadn’t said that. The man was clever. He never said he directly received the Wutian Celestial Emperor’s legacy; that was entirely their own conjecture. Zhou Butong wasn’t a complete fool.

The moment Wu Tian refused, others scrambled for the opportunity.

"Young man, if you don’t want it, give the chance to me!"

"Yes, Master, please read my fortune!"

"No, read mine instead!"

In their eyes, Zhou Butong was a man of destiny. If he wasn’t, how could he possibly have found the Secret Scroll left behind by the Wutian Celestial Emperor when no one else could? It had to be a matter of fate. After today, this master would be gone, heading to the Xiuyuan Realm to serve as the State Preceptor. By then, even getting a glimpse of him would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens. Thus, they were frantic for him to read their fortunes.

As for Wu Tian’s decision, it was simply dumbfounding. How could anyone pass up such a golden opportunity? Was he dropped on his head as a child?

Seeing how things were developing, Zhou Butong grinned at Wu Tian. "You see?" he asked again. "A sea of people is begging me to read their fortunes. What do you say? Having second thoughts?"

"Heh!" Wu Tian shook his head. This charlatan won’t give up, it seems. He’s an old rascal who takes his games seriously and won’t quit until he’s had his fill. Wu Tian saw right through him.

"What? You still refuse?" Zhou Butong felt a surge of frustration. He thought he had already cleared the game, but he never expected the final stage to be this difficult. Fine! If you won’t let me, then I’ll just have to insist. "Young man," he pressed, "just let this old man read your fortune. It concerns your future, your marriage, and a great many other things."

The people around them nodded in agreement, all speaking up for Zhou Butong in hopes of convincing Wu Tian.

"He speaks the truth!"

"Indeed, one’s face reveals all. You should have it read as soon as possible!"

"The Master reading your fortune is for your own good!"

Zhou Butong stroked his beard, a faint smile on his lips. "Well? Can you let this old man have a look now?"

Wu Tian was about to act, but the little girl in his arms shook her head. "Dad, just let him try. I want to know what he’ll say."

My daughter is asking for something? Wu Tian’s brows furrowed slightly.

"Please? Can we, please?" Seeing his hesitation, the little girl in his arms started to wriggle her bottom, acting coquettishly.

"Alright, I promise," Wu Tian chuckled. Had his daughter made an unreasonable request, he still would have refused. One should dote on a daughter, but not to the point of spoiling her into willfulness. There had to be limits. He would be good to his daughter, but within reason.

"Fine, you can take a look," Wu Tian said, turning to Zhou Butong.

"Excellent, excellent, excellent!" Zhou Butong beamed and walked over. Getting to read this man’s fortune hadn’t been easy, but he had finally succeeded, and he was overjoyed. "Young friend, this old man will now give you a proper reading."

"Stop. Say no more." By this point, something felt very wrong, and Wu Tian cut him off. If you keep talking, you’ll be asking for a beating.

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