Urban Immortal Lord

Upon hearing this, Xia Tian remained calm and did not respond to Zhang Jinbo's words. In his opinion, Zhang Jinbo's words might have some merit, but not all girls thought the same way.

After all, Xia Tian knew Zhang Jinbo's character perfectly well. As a coach, he didn't take his job seriously, but instead focused on chatting up female trainees, and those who managed to get their hands on by Zhang Jinbo were naturally no saints.

Of course, Xia Tian wouldn't pay too much attention to Zhang Jinbo's affairs. Although the two could be considered friends, they weren't that close.

Furthermore, as a cultivator, Xia Tian's perspective is naturally no longer limited to these trivial matters, but the cultivation of the Six Paths of Reincarnation is closely connected with the mortal world.

Refine your heart amidst the mortal world, and gain enlightenment in the human realm!

Summer vaguely sensed that this was the true essence of the Daoist path of cultivation!

And so, Xia Tian and Zhang Jinbo ate lunch for almost two hours. After chatting for a while, the two agreed to invite Liu Zhenxing to join them for drinks and entertainment at a bar that evening.

The bar they agreed to meet at was naturally one of the most popular bars among young people in M ​​City, called "Tonight I'm Not Going Home".

After saying goodbye to Zhang Jinbo, Xia Tian walked alone on the bustling street. Naturally, his gaze wasn't fixed on the beautiful women passing by in the crowd, but rather on the guys recruiting for jobs.

After all, Xia Tian's main purpose in coming to M City from Baiyun Village was to find a summer job and earn some money to supplement his family's income.

Although Xia Tian inherited many medical principles and even alchemy skills from the Hermit of Wangchuan, he could use his medical skills to treat illnesses and save lives, or refine some pills that could prolong life and preserve youth, in exchange for a lot of money.

Summer had certainly thought about these ways to make money, and he did have plans to do so, but certainly not now.

In this summer, what's lacking is connections and relationships, just like a skilled cook can't cook without rice, not knowing where to start.

After strolling through the most bustling streets, Xia Tian was somewhat disappointed that she couldn't find a suitable part-time job, but she didn't get discouraged.

Xia Tian had a certain understanding of the economic situation in M ​​City. In this small city, there were no large enterprises to support it. The industries involved were nothing more than small businesses such as real estate, bars, and restaurants, and there was a lack of high-tech industries.

Summer doesn't plan to look for part-time work in W City for the time being, so the only jobs available to her are waitresses or similar positions.

Hesitating, Xia Tian walked to a relatively secluded street. In this corner, there were various vendors' stalls, and the vendors' calls to sell their wares rose and fell in an endless stream.

"Young man, I see a bloody aura gathering between your brows, an ominous sign that you will soon face a bloody disaster."

Suddenly, a middle-aged man's voice came from a fortune-telling stall.

This was a middle-aged man with an extremely sleazy appearance, dressed in Taoist robes and sporting a goatee, who really did look like a hermit sage.

Next to the middle-aged man's stall, a bamboo pole was erected with the eight characters "Drive away disasters and avoid misfortunes, turn bad luck into good fortune" written on it.

Xia Tian glanced at the lewd-looking middle-aged man, then took a step, preparing to turn and leave.

Xia Tian wasn't foolish enough to believe what the fortune teller said, and he could tell at a glance that the man was a charlatan with absolutely no skill in fortune telling.

The reason is simple: as a cultivator, one is extremely sensitive to fluctuations in spiritual energy, and there was not a trace of spiritual energy on this lewd middle-aged man; in addition, having gained the experience of the Hermit of the Forgotten River over thousands of years, Xia Tian still has this much insight.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man said again, "I am a descendant of Zhang Tianshi, and my Taoist name is 'Zhang Daxian'. Young man, since we are destined to meet, if my calculations are accurate, I will only charge you half price, how about that?"

"Half price?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Tian was amused by the sleazy middle-aged man who called himself Zhang Daxian. He never expected to be tricked and deceived.

Seeing that Xia Tian seemed somewhat interested, Zhang Daxian nodded with feigned profundity and said, "Exactly. Since you're young, I'll just charge you 50 yuan."

Just as Xia Tian was about to refuse again, suddenly, a young woman carrying an infant rushed to the fortune-telling stall.

Then the young woman hurriedly said to Zhang Daxian, "Master, please save my daughter! She has a high fever that won't go down. We've taken her to the hospital for a checkup and she's taken the medicine, but she just won't get better."

When Zhang Daxian saw other customers arrive, he immediately became indifferent to Xia Tian, ​​but instead warmly greeted the young woman.

Then, he stared at the child in the woman's arms for a while, pretending to be profound. His expression gradually became serious. Zhang Daxian paused and said, "Your daughter is possessed by an evil spirit, which is why she has a persistent high fever. According to folk beliefs, she has seen a ghost and was frightened to death."

"Then please, Master, heal me," the woman said anxiously.

Upon hearing this, Master Zhang said, "The treatment itself isn't difficult, but the cost..."

Upon seeing this, the woman immediately said, "I'll pay any price, as long as my daughter's illness can be cured."

"Alright then, I suppose we've met by chance today, so I'll take a thousand dollars from you."

Zhang Daxian casually stroked his goatee and said calmly.

Seeing that the woman nodded in agreement, Zhang Daxian slowly walked to the stall, took out a piece of yellow paper from the drawer, then took out a cinnabar pen and wrote a talisman in one go, handing it to the young woman.

"This is a ghost-repelling talisman that I wrote at the cost of my cultivation. You only need to give this talisman to the patient to carry with them, and the high fever will subside on its own within seven days," Zhang Daxian said with some pride.

Xia Tian, ​​who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it any longer. He had already seen that the little girl in the woman's arms was not possessed by evil spirits at all, but was a side effect caused by an overdose of antipyretics. She had actually been fooled by this lewd fortune teller into believing that she was possessed by evil spirits.

Just as the young woman was about to pay Zhang Daxian, Xia Tian decided to kindly remind her.

"Hello, Auntie. Your child is not possessed by evil spirits at all. He has simply overdosed on fever-reducing medication. The yellow paper talisman you are holding will not work in any way."

Summer kindly offered, "If you trust me, I can take a look for you."

"This..." Upon seeing this, the woman was momentarily at a loss, glancing at Xia Tian and then at Zhang Daxian: "Master..."

Zhang Daxian was cursing Xia Tian to death in his heart. He was about to put the money into his pocket when this guy ruined it.

So Zhang Daxian shook his head and sighed, "If you believe this young boy, then I have nothing more to say."

As he spoke, Zhang Daxian tried to take the yellow paper talisman back from the young woman's hand.

Upon seeing this, the young woman's attitude instantly hardened. She then looked at Xia Tian and said somewhat angrily, "You have no manners at all. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. What will happen to my child if you anger the master?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Tian was speechless for a moment, and her heart was also upset. The thought of helping to save her vanished instantly.

Seeing the young woman pay the money, take the yellow paper talisman drawn by Zhang Daxian, and leave calmly as if she had taken a reassurance, Xia Tian decided not to meddle any further. In any case, the little girl wouldn't be in any danger and would be fine in a few days.

"Boy, how dare you block my path to wealth?"