Purgatory Artist-Chapter 474: Fortune Telling

"You look like you're rich. Unfortunately, you have evil in your life. If you don't get rid of it, your life will be in danger for a while!"

The old Daoist shook his head and mumbled to himself.

Sitting across from him was a young lady. She was around sixteen years old and had a beautiful appearance. She was surrounded by maids and servants.

The old Daoist priest looked like a weak quail in front of the burly servants.

"How can I get rid of the evil aura in me?" The young lady asked.

The old Daoist chuckled and pointed at the tattered paper on the ground.

The young lady looked at it and saw that it said:

"I've taken your money and I'll help you."

"How much?" The young lady asked.

"30 copper coins." The old Taoist gestured with his fingers.

"So much! How about 20? "

"Young lady, you're buying your life to get rid of the evil aura. 30 copper coins is too few. You can't bargain anymore. Otherwise, you'll break the rules."

The young lady looked at the old Daoist and saw that he was sickly and skinny. There was also a blind child with a broken arm standing beside him.

"Ha, I almost fell for your trick!" She sneered.

"Trick?" The old Taoist was stunned.

"Those who can tell fortunes are all experts. You can't even afford to eat. You don't look like a real cultivator. You look more like a liar. I won't do it."

The young lady stood up and left after saying that.

The maids and servants who surrounded her hurriedly followed after her.

A few men who looked like guards glared at the old Daoist as a threat.

After everyone left, the old Daoist squatted on the ground and sighed dejectedly.

The child next to him said: "Master, you still don't know how to make money."

"Damn it, I'm making a living with my abilities. Why don't these people believe me? Oh right, why did you say 'still' just now? "The old Taoist grabbed a louse in his hair and casually crushed it. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

The child grinned and said casually: "Nothing."

The old Taoist turned around and continued to set up his fortune telling stall.

The child stood beside him and fell into deep thought.

The Lord of Nightmares couldn't defeat the Six Realms of Reincarnation.

That was what the divination showed.

However, the Divination didn't show who the "undefeatable" represented as having a higher strength.

If he wanted to go further, he would need to have a higher cultivation base and greater strength.

And he was only five years old.

The child sighed.

Suddenly, a soft voice entered his ears.

"Liu Ping, why do I feel like there's something wrong with this world?"

Lilith!

During the battle, she hid in the book until everything was over and Liu Ping turned into a baby. Only then did she reappear.

"What is it?" Liu Ping asked.

"I'm the spirit of the Card Tome of Death. I've gradually familiarized myself with this world over the past few years. I can sense that there's no passage of death in this world." Lilith said.

The Passage of Death was the passage to another world after death.

Liu Ping thought for a while and suddenly remembered something.

The Historian had once told him something, which contained information about this world:

"In this parallel world, the Six Paths of Reincarnation is incomplete ..."

"Everything here is not fixed."

Incomplete.

Not fixed.

The former meant that the world was flawed, while the latter meant that anything was possible.

If the Lord of Nightmares was unable to defeat the Six Paths of Samsara ...

While Liu Ping was thinking, Lilith's voice sounded again:

"Quickly reach the Golden Core stage, Liu Ping. I've already studied the system of this world. When you reach the Golden Core stage, your soul will be strong enough to open the Card Tome and use a card."

"Alright, I'll continue to work hard." Liu Ping said.

At this moment, a few streams of light flew from the sky and landed quickly. A few cultivators appeared not far away from the two of them.

This was the entrance of the town's market. People came and went and it was bustling.

The appearance of a few cultivators with fluttering clothes and a faint glow attracted everyone's attention.

Many people had already knelt on the ground and started kowtowing.

A male cultivator with an arrogant expression looked around and snorted:

"Heh, these mortals are really lowly."

"Let's go. Let's eat first and then continue on our way." his companion urged.

"Where are we going?"

"There's an Eight Immortals Restaurant in this city. Their food is really good."

"Let's go!"

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, they swaggered toward the restaurant.

Everyone along the way made way for them.

The old Daoist priest squatted in the corner and looked at the cultivators while saying to the child beside him:

"Are you envious?"

The child said disdainfully, "Others have good food to eat, Master, but you have to think about eating buns for so long. Don't you feel ashamed? You're asking me if I'm envious? "

The old Daoist priest's face turned red and he scolded, "Cut the crap. How can we cultivators pursue materialistic desires? We want to — "

The child lowered his head and untied a string of copper coins from his waist. He muttered to himself, "I only used a few copper coins from the wild dog listening to the Dao. There's still a long string left. Master's injuries haven't healed yet. Should I invite him to the Eight Immortals Restaurant for a meal?"

"If we cultivators can't even eat well, what's the point of cultivating? Let's go! "The old Daoist priest immediately said.

"You're right, Master. I was just about to try the food there." the child said.

The two of them packed up their stall and swaggered towards the Eight Immortals Restaurant.

When they reached the restaurant, it was already lunchtime.

The two of them found a seat by the window and sat down. They each ordered a few dishes and waited for the dishes to be served.

There was a commotion not far away.

Someone was crying tears of joy, "Since the murderous aura on my body has dissipated, I hope the immortals will kindly accept this 20 taels of gold as a reward."

The Master and disciple exchanged glances.

Hearing the voice and the commotion, it was obviously the woman from before.

"Master, your business has been snatched." Liu Ping mocked.

"Hmph, it's just a business deal. If she doesn't want to believe it then so be it." the old Daoist priest said.

At this moment, the dishes were served. The two of them raised their chopsticks together.

Suddenly.

The woman seemed to have seen the Master and disciple. She immediately said to the other cultivators,

"Immortals, just as you said, divination is an extremely difficult cultivation technique to master. However, I met a swindler on the side of the road."

One of the cultivators said, "Oh? How much money did he swindle from you? "

"No. I knew he was a swindler at first glance, so I didn't fall for it." the woman said.

As she said that, she looked towards the Master and disciple duo.

The Master and disciple duo ignored her and continued to eat.

The other cultivators also felt that there was no need to waste their breath on a mortal.

"Alright, the murderous aura on your body has been dissipated. You may leave"

"Yes"

The woman was about to leave with her maids when her body suddenly trembled and she fell to the ground, spitting out blood.

The cultivators were stunned.

One of them placed his hand on the woman's body and shook his head, "No, there's no saving her."

As soon as he said that, he felt terrible.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, they had just 'dissipated' the murderous aura on her body, but she immediately fell into a critical state and was about to die.

Wouldn't this make them look like swindlers?

Another cultivator immediately said, "This mortal woman must have been deceived by the swindler's lies and was cursed by some evil curse, resulting in such an outcome."

Crack.

The chopsticks in Liu Ping's hand suddenly broke.

"What?" the old Daoist asked.

"Saving someone." Liu Ping smiled gently.

He strode in front of the woman and said, "My Master said that your murderous aura needs 30 copper coins to dissipate, are you willing to do so?"

The maid beside the woman hurriedly said, "30 copper coins! Save our young mistress, any amount is fine! "

Liu Ping nodded and patted the woman's body a few times.

The woman's stiffened body immediately recovered.

She looked at the blind child in front of her with uncertainty, then looked at the old Daoist who was drinking not far away.

A cultivator sneered, "She was indeed deceived by a swindler. How can there be any murderous aura in this world that can be cured with just a few pats?"

The woman thought that she understood and said to Liu Ping, "You've set me up!"

"Use your brain when you speak. When my Master was reading your fortune, he was far away from you from beginning to end." Liu Ping said.

The woman thought about it and felt that the child's words made sense. She couldn't help but look at the few cultivators.

"It must be some kind of evil spell! Speaking of which, who are you and your disciple? "another cultivator shouted.

The few cultivators pressed on the weapons at their waists, looking like they were about to attack.

Liu Ping ignored them and only said to the woman, "30 copper coins."

The woman looked at the 20 taels of gold that she had just placed on the table to thank the cultivators, then looked at the child's small hand that was stretched out.

"30 copper coins? Only 30 copper coins? "she asked.

"Yes" Liu Ping said.

"Forget it, I don't care what's going on. Here's the 30 copper coins." the woman gestured to the servant beside her to give him the money.

Liu Ping took the money and turned to walk back.

For a moment, the restaurant was filled with whispers everywhere.

A child patted a few times and cured the woman; while the few cultivators took the 20 taels of gold but let the woman fall in front of them helplessly.

This matter was incomprehensible.

Liu Ping had just walked back to his seat when he heard the few cultivators speak.

"This demon is causing trouble here. I'm afraid that once we leave, they will cause trouble again. It seems that we have to get rid of all evil."

The few cultivators stood up.

After all, there had to be a result. Otherwise, how could they establish themselves in the future?

Liu Ping suddenly emitted a murderous aura that quickly disappeared.

The old Daoist sighed and said, "I'm not in a good state today. I keep making mistakes in my divination. Please forgive me."

The few cultivators thought that they had the upper hand but refused to let him go. They took large strides forward.

Liu Ping suddenly spoke.

"Master, you have too much mercy in your heart. That's why today's divination is inaccurate."

"Do these people have to follow the divination's fate?" the old Daoist asked.

"Heaven and Earth are merciless. The Great Dao is merciless. It shows that all living things are equal." Liu Ping said.

He looked at the few cultivators who were approaching.

"Light Shadow Spell, Breeze Spell — — these are all small tricks. You only use them to show off in front of others. You also like to covet other people's wealth. With such a temperament, you've reached the end of your cultivation."

"Alright, I'll send you on your way."