Changing Fate

Pan Yun answered frankly, "Cultivation."

Wang Zhi paused, then asked curiously, "Shouldn't cultivation mean seeking inward, until one has no desires and asks for nothing? Why does Daoist Priestess Pan do the opposite?"

Pan Yun sighed. "I do not like showing off either, nor do I want such great fame. But my Master needs to eat."

Wang Zhi froze. "What?"

Pan Yun pointed toward Mount Sanqing, which towered into the clouds in the distance. "My Master."

Before coming, Wang Zhi had carefully made inquiries. Rumor had it that Pan Yun was the disciple of Lord Pan, the Sanqing Mountain God. She had originally borne another surname, but changed it to Pan after becoming his disciple.

But he knew that she was Pan Hong's daughter and had been surnamed Pan from the start, so he had assumed the rumors were false.

After a moment of silence, Wang Zhi asked with a curious look, "Is your honored Master truly a mountain god?"

Pan Yun nodded. "Truly."

Longing stirred in Wang Zhi's heart. "I wonder whether I might be fortunate enough to meet him?"

Pan Yun examined him seriously. "That depends on whether the affinity between you and my Master runs deep enough for the two of you to meet."

A golden gleam flashed through Pan Yun's eyes. Under her innate divine ability, she could see more clearly. She could not help smiling. "You truly do have an affinity with my Master..."

Before she could finish, Pan Yun paused in surprise. "You seem to be ill."

After a brief start, Wang Zhi burst into laughter. "I had long heard that the Daoist priests of Sanqing Temple on Mount Sanqing studied under Immortal Master Ge, and that the Temple Master's medical skills were extraordinary, the foremost Daoist physician of this age. Seeing it today,