Supreme Hidden Dragon in the City-Chapter 479: Poor Daoist Master Chenxin

Chen Fan smiled and asked, "What’s impossible?"

Daoist Master Chenxin turned his head to glance at Chen Fan, his face uglier than sin, and snorted coldly, "It seems I’ve underestimated you. If I’m not mistaken, you must have some means to interfere with my divinations, but no matter, I still possess the Divine Eye which can see through all fortunes and trends. What my Divine Eye sees cannot be influenced by you. Just wait until I activate my Divine Eye and verify!"

Without further ado, Daoist Master Chenxin sat cross-legged on the ground and began to perform complex hand seals.

With a smile on his face, Chen Fan watched Daoist Master Chenxin exert himself to such an extent that he almost wanted to lend him a hand.

His so-called Divine Eye was far inferior to Chen Fan’s own Heavenly Eye, which could be activated almost instantly without the need for such complex gestures.

After roughly fifteen minutes, a faint light appeared in Daoist Master Chenxin’s eyes, signifying that he had successfully activated his Divine Eye.

Mu Tianxiong and Mu Qingqing found his state somewhat uncanny, but having witnessed numerous mystical abilities around Chen Fan, they were only slightly surprised by Daoist Master Chenxin’s actions and didn’t react too strongly.

Thinking they must surely be shocked by such a profound technique, Daoist Master Chenxin, rather smug, asked, "Well, how about that? Has my Divine Eye awed you?"

Mu Tianxiong and Mu Qingqing exchanged glances, embarrassment on their faces, and Mu Tianxiong said, "Daoist Master Chenxin, why don’t you hurry up and see how the fortunes of the Mu Family are faring now?"

Confused, Daoist Master Chenxin wondered whether they weren’t curious about the extraordinariness of his Divine Eye?

Well, you mortals wouldn’t recognize the quality of such profound techniques even if you saw them.

He shot another glance at Chen Fan, thinking he’d find out whether the boy had truly changed the Mu Family’s fortunes or was just bluffing here.

Then he walked out into the courtyard and looked up at the sky above the Mu Mansion.

He had expected to see evil aura entwined and bad luck looming, but instead, his sight was greeted by a streak of purple light.

He was completely taken aback.

Purple symbolized the arrival of good fortune and blessings in the realm of fortune-telling—heralding auspiciousness and fortune’s blessing.

"Maybe my eyes are playing tricks on me," muttered Daoist Master Chenxin. He didn’t believe that the Mu Family, which had been on the decline, could have turned around so drastically in just a few days.

He rubbed his eyes and looked up into the sky once more. This time, he saw the Mu Family’s purple energy soaring to the heavens, their fortune reaching a peak—irresistible and unstoppable like a force of nature.

He was completely frozen in place.

Mu Tianxiong saw him like this and quickly asked, "Daoist Master Chenxin, what’s the matter? How is my Mu Family’s fortune really?"

Daoist Master Chenxin did not respond.

Mu Qingqing said, "Could it be that the Mu Family’s fortunes are so bad that Daoist Master Chenxin is frightened?"

Chen Fan said with a smile, "It’s the Mu Family’s overwhelming good fortune that has scared him."

It took quite a while for Daoist Master Chenxin to regain his composure, and he looked at Chen Fan with a complicated gaze, asking, "How did you do it?"

Even though he had methods to turn fortunes, those could only stem the tide of decline enough to stop families from going bankrupt. Whether or not they could prosper was still a matter of luck.

Chen Fan, on the other hand, had turned the Mu Family’s sinking fortunes directly to the peak, a feat that perhaps only Immortals could achieve.

Chen Fan said with a smile, "No comment."

Daoist Master Chenxin’s pupils constricted, but he didn’t say anything further. After all, only a fool would share such powerful techniques freely with others.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Mu Tianxiong immediately understood that Chen Fan had indeed changed the Mu Family’s fortune.

He felt a sense of relief and newfound confidence, no longer troubled like before. As long as the Mu Family’s fortune improved, all their problems would be solved effortlessly.

He looked at Daoist Master Chenxin with a smile and said, "Daoist Master Chenxin, it seems the fortunes of the Mu Family have indeed changed. We no longer need to give up half of our assets to solicit your help, much to your disappointment, I’m sure."

Daoist Master Chenxin snorted coldly, "Don’t be too proud. There’s no fortune in this world that lasts forever. I refuse to believe that your Mu Family won’t see its decline one day!"

Chen Fan said indifferently, "That day may come, but I’m afraid Daoist Master Chenxin will not live to see it."

Daoist Master Chenxin’s eyes bulged, and he was about to curse Chen Fan. However, considering the Mu Family’s fortune he had just witnessed—unless a powerful external force intervened—the Mu Family’s momentum could last for hundreds of years, and he indeed would not live to see their decline unless he could break through to the Divine Realm and reach an even more profound state above the Ninth Grade.

Ultimately, he could only grind his teeth, snort coldly at Chen Fan, and walk away tossing his hands.

Mu Tianxiong quickly said, "Daoist Master Chenxin, are you just going to leave like this? Won’t you stay for a meal at our home? You haven’t even tasted the tea I had prepared for you!"

Without turning back, Daoist Master Chenxin’s molars were nearly grinding to dust.

After Daoist Master Chenxin had left, Mu Tianxiong burst into laughter and said to Chen Fan, "Chen Fan, you truly helped me vent my frustrations. You don’t know how arrogant that old Daoist was when he first arrived. He almost raised his beard to the heavens. In the end, not only did he not gain any advantage, but he also left with a sour face. It’s so gratifying."

Chen Fan joined in the laughter and said, "That old fellow was indeed a bit annoying."

Mu Tianxiong then asked, "The change in the Mu Family’s destiny must be related to that Formation of yours, right? Have you completed it?"

Chen Fan nodded.

Mu Tianxiong stretched out his hand and patted Chen Fan on the shoulder, saying, "Good, with this, even if Xiao Zhantian comes looking for trouble tomorrow, I won’t have to worry."

Chen Fan said with a smile, "Don’t worry, as long as they dare to come tomorrow, I will definitely let them witness the power of my Formation."

Off to the side, Mu Qingqing blinked her big eyes, not understanding what these two were talking about, but she could sense that, somehow, her streak of bad luck had mysteriously disappeared.

...

After Daoist Master Chenxin left the Mu Mansion, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He felt that if he didn’t vent out his anger, he might die from rage when he got home that evening.

"To think that in the Capital, wherever I go, people pay their respects and yield to me. If I say one, who dares to say two? Which noble family has ever dared to reject the terms I propose? Even if my attitude is unpleasant, they would still plead for my help to change their destiny. When have I ever been treated like this in all these years!"

"That junior in front of me was practically cocking his tail up to the sky!"

"No, I must find a way to vent this anger, or else how can I, Daoist Master Chenxin, continue to mix in the Capital in the future!" he said through gritted teeth, a sinister smile appearing on his face.

"The world only knows that I, Chenxin, have the means to change people’s fortunes, but they do not know that what I am even better at is making people fail miserably. After all, cursing someone with bad luck is much easier than changing their destiny."

"Kid, since you have a way to change the Mu Family’s destiny, then I’ll just add some difficulty for you. I refuse to believe that after I take away all of the Mu Family’s luck, you’ll still have the capacity to turn it back around!"

Thinking thus, Daoist Master Chenxin stealthily slipped to the back wall of the Mu Mansion.

He sat down on the ground, took out several bottles, poured out some black and stinking sand, and began to draw strange and complex patterns on the ground with it.

His technique was quite skilled; it was clear that he had done this sort of thing frequently.

In his many years of changing fortunes for people, he hadn’t always acted honorably. Back when his reputation as the Divine Calculator wasn’t well established, he had deliberately cursed some weaker families with bad luck, then volunteered to remove it in order to build his own reputation.

The most extreme thing he had ever done was to deliberately bring about a family’s downfall. When he had suggested terms to them and they had refused, he intensified the curse on the family. In just half a year, that family was wiped out.

Now, as he once again undertook such an action, there was a feeling of excitement in his heart.

"Not to mention anything else, just the sight of the Mu Family’s purple qi soaring to the sky is something I am seeing for the first time in my life. How can one not be envious? If I do not take action, the Mu Family will become an existence in the Capital that no one dares to provoke. That’s not what I want to see."

Soon after, Daoist Master Chenxin finished drawing the pattern. He then bit his finger, dripping a few drops of blood onto it and, with a movement of his Hand Seal, the pattern burst into fierce flames.

In the blink of an eye, thick smoke rose from the black stinking sand, transforming into a monstrous figure resembling Evil Ghosts, and flew toward the Mu Mansion, aiming straight for the surging purple qi.

"My misfortune-bringing ghost has the ability to consume destiny, and with the Mu Family’s flourishing luck, I’m afraid it could raise my ghost’s grade by a few levels. This time I’ve really hit the jackpot," Daoist Master Chenxin said with a smug smile on his face.

The misfortune-bringing ghost merged into the purple qi and began to consume it eagerly.

However, the next second, a terrifying White Flood Dragon appeared in the sky.

The White Flood Dragon, looking angry at the misfortune-bringing ghost consuming the purple qi, opened its mouth and released a lightning bolt.

With a boom, the misfortune-bringing ghost dissipated into smoke and vanished.

Daoist Master Chenxin was dumbfounded, watching incredulously as the Jiao Dragon appeared in the sky, his body freezing in place.

The misfortune-bringing ghost he had nurtured for so many years was extinguished so easily.

After the White Flood Dragon killed the misfortune-bringing ghost with a single breath, it turned to look towards Daoist Master Chenxin.

Daoist Master Chenxin felt an inexplicable pressure, his body trembling uncontrollably, and then he actually knelt on the ground, begging for mercy, "Dragon King, please spare my life. I didn’t mean to do it. Please have mercy and forgive me!"

The White Flood Dragon paid no heed to his pleas and spat out another lightning bolt, striking Daoist Master Chenxin’s body directly.

Daoist Master Chenxin was hit so hard that his entire body turned black, vomiting out a mouthful of thick blood, and his vitality weakened to an extreme in an instant.

When he tried to circulate his power to recover, arcs of electricity would appear in his body, causing him to convulse in agony.

His expression gradually turned to despair, thinking that without his Inner Strength, his severe injuries would be irreparable. Wouldn’t he become a cripple from now on?

"No!!!" Daoist Master Chenxin let out a long howl to the sky, full of regret for causing trouble for the Mu Family.

The White Flood Dragon, disgusted by the wailing of Daoist Master Chenxin, spat on him disdainfully, then turned and disappeared without a trace.