I attained immortality in the real world.

Chapter 17 Ten Days of Fortune and Misfortune
It's never a good thing to offer free fortune telling or physiognomy reading.

There are generally only three situations in which fortune tellers do not charge money: one is when a person is about to die, another is when their luck has run out, and the third is when a great calamity is about to befall them.

This custom is known to everyone in the country, so even if someone is extremely dissatisfied with the fortune teller, they will still throw a coin at him for good luck.

Free fortune telling, not a penny charged. In other words: Never mind, I won't argue with a dead person.

The onlookers stared wide-eyed. A burly man muttered to himself, "This young fortune teller has quite a temper. Even if it were me, I wouldn't be able to stand it. I would definitely smash his fortune-telling stall."

"It's over! I'm afraid we'll have to skip the fortune-telling part and go straight to a full-blown brawl. Was this prediction accurate or not? I wonder if the casino will even refund our money?"

"Don't jump to conclusions. Zhou Silang didn't make a move, yet he set up a stall in the east of the city for more than a day and still dared to call himself a 'half-immortal.' He must have something special about him. For example, besides being proficient in physiognomy, he must also know a little bit about martial arts."

"........."

"Crunch!"

Zhou Qing gripped the folding fan tightly.

His knuckles turned white, but to everyone's surprise, he chose to swallow his anger.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he replied coldly, "Whether you want a thousand pieces of gold or nothing at all, I've already decided on this face!"

Zhou Qing appeared angry, but in reality, he was completely unmoved; he was merely putting on an act for others.

Chen Jing's curse this time was at least a bit roundabout; compared to cursing him to his face the day before yesterday that he wouldn't live to see today, it was already much more tactful!
At this moment, he couldn't be happier and more arrogant in front of others, so that he could be more justified when he took drastic measures in the future.

Deep within him lurks a venomous beast, yet he is in no hurry to reveal his claws, for he knows that every act of bullying now will soon be repaid tenfold or a hundredfold. Therefore, he feels not a trace of anger, but rather a strange sense of pleasure.

"To read someone's face, it's simple..."

Chen Jing was never making excuses; he was simply waiting for the audience who would make him famous to take their places.

Now that everything is ready, we can accomplish everything in one fell swoop. He shrugged at Zhou Qing and said, "Please!"

While the two were talking, Xu You and Wang Qi walked through the crowd to the fortune teller's stall, but did not interrupt Zhou Qing.

Each of the three had their own strengths: Xu You was intelligent and good at planning; Wang Qi was wealthy and knew how to use money to pave the way; and Zhou Qing was ruthless and best at handling public affairs.

Zhou Qing sat down on a small rattan stool and rubbed his stiff face: "Then, according to the rules, how about you give me a fortune reading first?"

Approval!

The rules of the formless realm are distorted.

The influence of facial features has been amplified tenfold, making face reading not a difficult task.

Chen Jing carefully examined Zhou Qing's features. To be fair, Zhou Qing was handsome, but his temperament was somewhat similar to Zhu Kui's, both resembling a lonely young master.

However, the former is weak, like a malnourished sapling, while the latter is frail, like a large tree hollowed out by insects.

Using the Wuxiang Secret Manual to deduce, he cleared his throat and said, "You have the appearance of the dragon prince Yazi, but you only have the flaws of this appearance, so you are just a person without appearance."

"Yazi is a son of a dragon. Dragons are lustful by nature, so you are lustful, but you do not have the dragon's strong reproductive ability. Although you can do human things, you are destined to have no offspring."

"It is often said that a vengeful spirit will seek revenge. This beast is petty and loves to hold grudges. You are the same, but you do not have the patience of a vengeful spirit, so you are destined to fail in everything you do."

"The Yazi is fierce, wrathful, and bloodthirsty by nature. Therefore, it is often carved on swords and knives. You have a fierce spirit, but you do not have the noble spirit of the dragon. You are destined to have many misfortunes."

"…………" On the side of the alley in the east of the city, there is a restaurant called Wanjia.

In a private room on the second floor, a boy of no more than twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in a cloud-embroidered brocade robe, was also watching the commotion through the window.

Upon hearing Chen Jing's assessment of Zhou Qing's appearance, he turned to one of the elderly men, whose hair and beard were completely white but whose eyes shone brightly, and asked, "Master Wen, your skill in physiognomy has reached its pinnacle. Do you think this young physiognomist's assessment is accurate?"

The fortune teller looked out the window and after a moment replied, "This fortune telling is very accurate. Although the person who caused the trouble has no connection with the mythical beast Yazi, his use of this physiognomy gives people a clearer understanding of the subject."

The young man was slightly surprised upon hearing this and said, "So there really are skilled fortune tellers in the marketplace. I'd like to see what's going on."

"........."

"Yazi!!"

Zhou Qing smiled, but secretly he was about to grind his teeth to pieces.

Born into a prominent family, he naturally had his fortune told by others. Although their interpretations differed, the core message was similar to what Chen Jing meant.

Accurate, very accurate, extremely accurate. After hearing the commentary and reflecting on his life, Zhou Qing felt a sense of panic that his dark thoughts had been exposed.

But what followed was a surge of exhilaration, an exhilaration so intense it made your hair stand on end.

He murmured in a voice only Chen Jing could hear, "Teacher, you haven't forgotten the lesson you taught us the day before yesterday, have you?"

Without witnesses, even the truth is false.

Is there any way for outsiders to judge whether a prediction is accurate or not?
The feeling of the boomerang flying back made Zhou Qing feel so good that his hair stood on end.

He gave a disdainful sneer and said loudly, "Your divination is completely inaccurate. I never hold grudges, and the idea that I'm lecherous is utter nonsense. I've never stayed overnight in a brothel."

Chen Jing remained calm and continued, "Being lustful doesn't necessarily mean going to a brothel. If you think these are inaccurate, I can also share some information that others can judge as right or wrong."

Zhou Qing shook his head decisively: "Since everyone else knows, why couldn't you have known beforehand? If I talk about things others don't know, you think I'm lying; if I talk about things others already know, I think you're no different from others."

"Let's put the fortune telling aside for now and instead have a divination done about the future, which no one knows. That would be fair to both of us."

"I don't want others to say I'm bullying you, so let's just say it's a simple matter of good or bad fortune!"

"I will give you ten days. Whether I am auspicious or inauspicious, if we guess correctly, the three of us will avoid you from now on. If we don't, as the price for your lying, I will knock all your teeth out."

"........."

Ominous, auspicious.

Even if you guess randomly, there's a 50% chance.

The onlookers thought Chen Jing was incredibly lucky to have encountered these three spoiled brats showing him such kindness.

However, only those who are proficient in physiognomy can know how to predict the changes in fortune and misfortune within ten days. The difficulty involved is far beyond the scope of physiognomy's ability to discern the significant from the subtle.

Seeing Chen Jing fall silent, Zhou Qing's smile widened, and he stretched out a hand, saying, "You call yourself a demigod, surely you can't even predict good or bad fortune within ten days? If you think the bet is unreasonable, I can add an arm."

In a private room on the second floor of Wanjia Restaurant, the fortune teller Wen shook his head and sighed upon seeing this scene: "Oh no! This young fortune teller has been cornered. Although he has learned fortune telling skills well, he is still too young and inexperienced. I'm afraid his only option is to back down and leave!"

(End of this chapter)