Cultivating In Secret Beside A Demoness

Chapter 1934: Chapter 1515: Starting with Fortune Telling in the Human Emperor's Era_2 Chapter 1934: Chapter 1515: Starting with Fortune Telling in the Human Emperor's Era_2 Creating a place unaffected by Karma is not impossible.

It all depends on who will be the last winner this time.

Thinking so, Jiang Hao took a step forward, came to where the Human Emperor was, and finally fell into it.

He had seen Helpless Heaven, Gu Jin, but never the Human Emperor.

He wanted to ask the other about the path of Tao, but never had the chance.

Now going in, it felt somewhat unfamiliar.

He didn't know what kind of personality the other possessed.

Just hearing the term “Human Emperor”, one could sense that he must be a serious person.

Afterward, Jiang Hao smelled a fragrance.

It was the scent of incense.

“Dao San, from now on, you are a disciple of our Daoist Temple, learn the Heavenly Destiny Technique from your senior brother, and in the future, if someone comes for divination, they will rely on you, after all, your senior brother will leave in a few days.”

A deep voice came through.

Jiang Hao could then see who it was.

It was a stout Daoist.

With arm thick as thigh holding a dust whisk, he looked at Jiang Hao and said earnestly, “I know you're not good at these things, and you don't like to talk, and you're even somewhat simple-minded and foolish, but this is not your fault.

It's the appearance of great wisdom as foolishness.

You needn't care about what others think.

Staying here, no one will think you are wrong.

They will only think you are profoundly unfathomable.”

Jiang Hao looked at him, feeling only a slight connection with this man.

It seemed he was a recent recruit.

Hearing this, Jiang Hao bowed his head and earnestly said, “Yes, Master.”

“Good, good, good, don't look down on our Tianyi Temple for being ordinary, many people will come here to glimpse the future.

And we just do the best we can,” the Daoist laughed.

Jiang Hao would listen to whatever the head of the Daoist Temple said.

Besides, his name is now Dao San.

This is an unusual name.

He didn't know why the other chose this name for him.

Furthermore.

He sensed that this was a not-so-large Daoist Temple, but pretty popular with visitors.

But who was worshipped here…

When Jiang Hao got the chance to move freely, he found out that the temple worshipped a Heavenly Monarch holding a battle artifact, named Zhenwu Heavenly Monarch.

“Dao San, you've come,” a young man greeted with a smile.

Jiang Hao turned his head and saw that the person was in his early twenties.

But his cultivation…

Daluo.

How come he had encountered a Daluo-level practitioner?

In the Human Emperor's era, there were many Daluos, but surely one should not encounter them in a small Daoist Temple?

Although he was a Daluo without a Dao fruit, but…

This is a Daluo-level practitioner.

In his own era, a walking Daluo is now the Red Dragon.

Previously it was Heavenly Note Sect.

A Daluo is a very prestigious person for an era.

“Senior Brother,” Jiang Hao greeted with respect.

“I am the second disciple of our master, Dao Er,” Dao Er said with a smile, “Originally, I took care of divinations for devotees, now it's all up to Junior Brother. I'll briefly teach you.

After that, it's all on you.

I need to descend the mountain.”

“What is Senior Brother going to do?” Jiang Hao asked.

“Nowadays, the many other races are restless, although my cultivation is not strong, I must contribute my part,” Dao Er said seriously,

“The Human Emperor has already raised the banner, how can we, the people from the Heavenly Joy Pavilion, not respond?”

Jiang Hao was somewhat surprised; Daluo had already appeared, and the Great Era had already reached its middle to late stages.

Then, the Human Emperor should have also achieved the Daluo level.

As someone like the Human Emperor becoming a Daluo, he must be able to suppress the many other races.

There shouldn't be many who dare to cause chaos.

Jiang Hao remained silent for a moment.

He thought of something.

The Human Emperor seemed…

To be in a constant state of severe injury, unable to reach his peak.

Even in confronting the Immortal Clan, he had not reached his peak state, needing to incite various races to stand against.

Why was the Human Emperor injured?

Jiang Hao was unsure.

But he knew, in this era, there were many Daluos, and each aspect was very powerful.

The Holy Master controlled the trend of the world, Saint Bandits created Heaven Lock, someone from the dragon race crafted a new world.

Innate ones gathered together the Nine Nether, although they failed to establish the Supreme Immortal Court.

Heavenly Note Sect was also active in this era, its power probably only second to the Human Emperor.

Now that the Human Emperor has raised the banner, he is likely about to start suppressing the many other races.

Soon enough, the Human Emperor will become the Lord of Ten Thousand Clans.

Then, he will confront the Immortal Clan, followed by some internal strife.

The Heavenly Spirit Clan and Saint Bandits, Saint Bandits and Holy Master, later Ancestral Dragon dies sealing Saint Bandits, dragon race departs, Immortal Clan recedes, Human Emperor dies.

It's probably just a matter of a few thousand years.

Just not sure where those who seek him will appear, and in the end, how they are going to confront each other.

In a short while,

Jiang Hao roughly comprehended the Heavenly Destiny Technique.

It's simple; take a Divination Tube, shake it, and whatever bamboo stick comes out is the result.

Of course, it doesn't directly indicate “excellent fortune” or “terrible fortune”; it will have a few words written on it.

Then interpret these words in combination with some messages.

In a word, whatever fortune you claim it to be, it is.

The process is complicated, but the right of explanation is in one's own hands.

Although it's more complex than the previous fortune-telling methods, it's more flexible.

There's no risk of being exposed.

After teaching all this, Dao Er let Jiang Hao sit in his place, cleaned up his things, and strode out of the Daoist Temple.

He left very coolly.

Jiang Hao didn't ask anything else, but started to tell fortunes for people.

While waiting for someone to seek him out.

The only regret is that he didn't get to directly interact with the big shots of this era.

Unable to integrate with them, he couldn't see enough.

It's a bit of a pity.

But soon, Jiang Hao realized he might have thought wrong.

Tianyi Taoist Temple seemed not so simple.

Because among the visitors, although many were common folk,

There were also many… powerful beings, Heavenly Immortals, True Immortals; he encountered six in just one morning.

He hadn't even seen anyone below Heavenly Immortals.

Either common folk or Heavenly Immortals.

He wouldn't believe anyone who said this place wasn't special.

He had never even heard of this place before.

“Daoist, I'd like a divination,” a man sat down in front of Jiang Hao.

From the Heavenly Spirit Tribe.

“What would you like divined?” asked Jiang Hao with an expressionless face.

Show too much expression and others may think you're sycophantic.

Be serious, and they'll imagine your strength.

“To divine the Holy Master's marital fate,” the man spoke.

“Holy Master's marital fate?” Jiang Hao was slightly surprised.

This Holy Master, should be Brother, right?

Does Brother have a marital fate?

He hadn't heard of this; he should have asked earlier.

“Yes, I would like to know what type the Holy Master prefers,” the man asked.

Jiang Hao was silent.

What type does he prefer?

He recalled the Holy Master; what type does he like?

Probably someone who wouldn't insult him, right?

After all, he's heard that he's been insulted constantly.

But…

Those capable of insulting him are very few, just the strongest few.

There are too few who cannot insult him.

So, this answer won't do.

But Jiang Hao still asked him to shake the Divination Tube.

Then, the man shook out a bamboo stick with the words “peach blossom” on it.

The man seemed a little excited, as if he thought it was a good sign.

Jiang Hao picked up the bamboo stick, looked at the two words, shook his head, and sighed, “Whatever you lack appears, a sign of the worst fortune.

From this, it seems the Holy Master's destined fate has not arrived, their marital connection is not apparent, and they may find it difficult to have a partner.”

The man who was happy at first was suddenly stunned.

Somewhat melancholic.

He immediately gave a storage treasure to Jiang Hao, “Daoist, I ask you for a favor, can this divination be undone? Or at least not recorded.”

“This, seeking divination… I cannot…” Jiang Hao didn't finish his sentence when the man took out another storage bag.

“Daoist, please count this,” the man said.

Jiang Hao glanced at the storage bag, responded with a solemn face, “Our Taoist Temple shares a fate with Friend Xing, and we are committed to serving our devotees. We value the requests of our devotees utmostly and make concessions for anything they ask for.

Some things are just a few words and amount to nothing, and aren't counted.

Nor will they be recorded.

This is our Daoist Temple's code of conduct.”

Saying that, he casually took the storage bag.

With that, the young man finally smiled, looking relaxed as he walked out.

Jiang Hao was quite impressed; there were indeed many who cared about Brother.

He didn't expect Brother to wield such prestige in this era.

Truly admirable.

He'd have to talk to Brother about it next time.

Imagining, the other party would likely be happy to give a few million spirit stones as normal.

After all, he crossed countless years and vast distances just to deliver a message.

Not giving some spirit stones would be unreasonable.

Especially because he's been rather poor recently.

But upon checking the storage treasure, he was stunned.

Ten million in one go?

He made up some nonsense and it got him twenty million?

Fortune-telling earns spirit stones like this?

He must set up a stall in his sect when he returns.