"Fairy Cailian, then doesn't that make divination useless? Everything is fated anyway," someone questioned.
Fairy Cailian smiled and said, "Not necessarily. For example, Daoist Sun, suppose you plan to enter a Secret Realm to hunt for treasure, and my divination reveals a portent of great misfortune. In that case, not going may bring great misfortune, while going may also bring great misfortune. Since that is so, why not make fuller preparations before setting out? Invite a few more friends along?"
"Take someone you all know—Shadowless Wanderer, Fellow Daoist Huang Fugui. My great-grandfather divined that he would have great fortune after leaving the Northern Frontier. As long as he left the Northern Frontier, he would enjoy great fortune wherever he went. That was the tide of destiny."
Huang Fugui was greedy for life and afraid of death, so the outside world gave him the Daoist title Shadowless Wanderer, likening him to how fast he ran.
Some went even further and called him Huang the Runner. Whenever danger arose, he would slip away, running faster than anyone else. When he encountered cultivators of the same rank, no matter who was right or wrong, Huang Fugui would immediately back down.
Huang Fugui's escape speed was exceptionally fast, and he rarely dared provoke Nascent Soul Cultivators from major sects. Thus, no force had ever made things difficult for him.
Wang Qingshan chuckled. He had spent some time with Huang Fugui. Other than being somewhat greedy for money and somewhat afraid of death, Huang Fugui was not particularly unpleasant.
There was a reason Huang Fugui had achieved Nascent Soul Formation as a Rogue Cultivator. At the very least, there were no Rogue Cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm in the Eastern Wasteland.
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