Jade Dynasty: I am the master of the Burning Sword, my swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Chapter 88 The Fortune Teller
After leaving the tea stall, Zhang Xiaofan found a place and flew eastward with Lu Xueqi. Because they were worried about being watched by people from the Ghost King Sect, the two rode the same sword the whole way, looking like a divine couple.

As they sped along, near dusk, Zhang Xiaofan spotted a small town below. He immediately landed outside the town and walked there with Lu Xueqi.

Standing at the entrance of the town, Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback when he saw the three large characters "Xiaochi Town" engraved on the stone tablet by the roadside.

"I never imagined that my connection with the fox clan would be so profound."

With a sigh, Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi headed towards the town together.

However, just as he entered the town, a voice came from the side, sounding quite anxious, which made Zhang Xiaofan stop in his tracks.

"Ah, young hero, please wait a moment, please wait a moment."

Zhang Xiaofan turned his head and saw an old man with white hair and beard, a thin face, and a somewhat otherworldly air walking quickly toward him.

The old man was holding a bamboo pole with a white cloth on it bearing the four large characters "The Immortal Points the Way".

Beside the old man was a little girl of about ten years old, with two buns sticking up in her hair. She was holding a string of candied hawthorns and eating them with relish. She looked very lively and cute.

"Grandpa, did you call me?"

Upon seeing the two, Zhang Xiaofan immediately recognized them, but his face remained expressionless as he simply asked in a low voice.

“Of course I was calling for you, young hero. I see that you have dark clouds above your head, a dark face, and a deathly aura. If I hadn’t called you back in time, you would have been in grave danger.”

The old man, with his otherworldly air, shook his head and spoke in a mysterious manner, which was quite intimidating.

However, the little girl standing nearby sighed upon hearing this, feeling that the old man was simply spouting nonsense. Zhang Xiaofan's complexion was rosy and his blood was full of energy; he didn't look like he was about to die at all...

Suddenly, the little girl stared at Zhang Xiaofan for a moment, blinked her cute big eyes, walked over, handed him the candied hawthorn in her hand, and said with a smile.

"Big brother, do you want some candied hawthorn? It's so delicious!"

Looking at the adorable little girl in front of him, Zhang Xiaofan's rather stern face softened, and he smiled as he patted the little girl's hair and said softly.

"No need, you can eat it yourself."

As he spoke, Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the old man again, pointed to the bamboo pole in his hand, and asked softly.

"Is the old man a fortune teller?"

"Young hero, you have a keen eye. How about I tell your fortune? I can know five hundred years in the heavens and a thousand years on earth. If it's inaccurate, you don't have to pay. What do you say?"

Upon hearing Zhang Xiaofan's words, the old man straightened his back, stroked his white beard, and looked like a wise and virtuous man. With a kind look in his eyes, he chuckled and spoke.

Lu Xueqi frowned. She wanted to teach the old man who was swindling people under the guise of a fortune teller a lesson, but she was worried about the Ghost King Sect members who might be watching them secretly, so she had to give up.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan chuckled, took out a silver ingot, placed it in front of the old man, and said with a smile.

"Then I'll trouble you, sir, to tell my fortune."

Upon seeing the silver ingot, the old man's eyes lit up instantly. He immediately reached out and took it, hurriedly responding.

"No problem, no problem, I'll help you out... Hey, young hero, it's not over yet, don't go, or I won't give you your money back."

Just as the old man put the silver away, he saw Zhang Xiaofan pulling Lu Xueqi away. He hurriedly called out to him, but Zhang Xiaofan ignored him and just kept walking forward.

"If you don't want your fortune told, why give him money?" Lu Xueqi turned to look at Zhang Xiaofan and asked with great curiosity. Zhang Xiaofan chuckled softly and explained in a low voice.

"According to the Qingyun family's ancestral teachings, if we encounter a lineage of fortune tellers, we should offer them some assistance. It is not easy for that old man to be with a little girl; we should help him if we can."

Lu Xueqi remained silent upon hearing this, only occasionally glancing at Zhang Xiaofan beside her, who was constantly looking around at both sides of the town's streets.

Although the town is not very big, there are some shops on both sides, but of course, there are more vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the road.

Perhaps because it was getting dark, many vendors had already started packing up and preparing to leave, but for some reason, they looked rather hurried and flustered.

Something seems off here.

Lu Xueqi said in a low voice that the pedestrians' steps seemed too hurried, as if they were afraid of something.

"Hmm, there's an aura of fear permeating this place, and the deathly aura is quite strong. There's also a faint scent of a fox, so perhaps a fox demon is causing trouble."

Zhang Xiaofan said with a rather indifferent expression. He wasn't saying these words because he vaguely remembered them, but because he could really feel these scents.

After entering the Upper Clarity Realm, Zhang Xiaofan's perception had already improved. Of course, the most crucial factor was that he absorbed the Yin energy of the endless Yin spirits in the Abyss of Death, making him exceptionally sensitive to death energy, fear, and other such auras.

"Young hero, young hero, please wait."

Just then, the old man pulled the little girl up again and called out to her.

Lu Xueqi frowned slightly as she watched the old man and the young girl arrive, while Zhang Xiaofan remained calm, though his gaze was more focused on the little girl.

The old man took a couple of breaths to calm himself before speaking with a profound and unfathomable expression.

"Since I have accepted your money, young hero, I will naturally perform a divination for you."

"Did the old man figure it out?"

Zhang Xiaofan raised an eyebrow slightly, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his eyes. He really wanted to know if anyone could predict his fate.

As for whether he believes in fate, he certainly does. No matter what, he believes that such a mysterious thing as fate exists in the world.

However, he never believed that fate in this world was predetermined.

Fate is like a fallen leaf, its destination unknown. Ultimately, it returns to the boundless earth, just as life's ultimate end is death.

That's why he fought so hard in his past life to defy the fate that imprisoned him!

My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven!

As he spoke, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but glance down at the little girl. She smiled at him, but a hint of pity seemed to flash in her eyes.

The old man was unaware of these things; he simply sighed and said...

"Alas, young hero, your fate is indeed strange. I have never seen anything like it in my life. Why don't you extend your palm so that I can see it? Perhaps I can understand your fate."

Could it be that she really saw his past fate?

A glint flashed in Zhang Xiaofan's eyes, his gaze a mixture of eagerness, excitement, and trepidation. Finally, he took a deep breath and slowly extended his hand.

(End of this chapter)