The Most Advanced Divination Result Is That I Have the Final Say

The Most Advanced Divination Result Is That I Have the Final Say

When the last glow of the setting sun vanished completely from the earth, master and disciple stepped back into the town.

The moment they entered, the bustle of the human world returned to Han Li's ears, making him unexpectedly nostalgic after two days of peace and quiet. Perhaps because night was approaching, the cries of people seeking teams had disappeared, replaced by an even stronger sense of everyday life.

The sounds of drinking, cooking, chatting, cursing, and, of course, wild couples already beginning their nightlife—after the antennae on his head evolved again, he became even more sensitive to such information. He hurriedly narrowed their range to his immediate surroundings before finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Sinful, sinful. He was still a seven-year-old child barely five feet three inches tall. He shouldn't be exposed to such things.

They had only walked a short distance when they saw Rosa Go coming over to meet them. He had probably been waiting here the whole time.

"Your Excellency, Young Master Han, you've returned. Will you be resting tonight, or traveling through the night?"

"Let's stay for the night. How are the hotels here?" Han Li took the initiative to ask.

"They're... reasonably clean, at best."

Rosa Go answered honestly. Last night, he had originally planned to ask the local Spirit Hall personnel to watch over the carriage. But after getting a room, he found that the hotel bed was less comfortable than the one in his driver's compartment. After taking a bath, he decisively returned to the carriage parked out front.

"Forget it, then. Let's sleep in the carriage. Master, what do you think?" Han Li asked, turning his head.

"Up to you. I'm fine with anything," Broad Hill replied indifferently.

"Then let's head back to the carriage. We'll rest for the night and leave tomorrow. We're having hot pot tonight. Master Luo, come join us."

That night, after finishing the hot pot and washing up, Han Li changed into a well-fitting set of clothes and lay comfortably on the bed. He took the Plant Encyclopedia from his wristband and began reading it. He had spent the entire journey lying like this.

The benefits of powerful Spiritual Power showed themselves at a time like this: he did not need to cultivate only in the most focused state of mind. It was fine to relax a little.

Of course, the results would certainly not be as good as cultivating with his full attention. But since they were traveling and he had more cultivation time than usual, that was enough to make up for such negligible losses.

When Broad Hill saw him take out that familiar booklet again, he finally could not help asking, "Is that booklet really so interesting? How many times have you read it back and forth already?"

Hearing this, Han Li closed the booklet. After confirming that Rosa Go could not hear them, he turned and smiled. "Master, I'm planning to memorize it. You read it before too, so you should remember the immortal herb illustrations inside, right? Since the ancients were able to leave behind these records, and some even included methods of consumption, then these rare treasures may well exist somewhere on the continent. With my luck, do you think it's possible that I might come across them someday?"

Broad Hill instinctively wanted to deny it and tell him not to think about such illusory things. But when he saw Han Li's smile and recalled what he had learned that afternoon, thinking of Han Li's strange luck, he found himself unable to refute him.

Because it seemed... perhaps... maybe such a thing really was not impossible for his disciple.

The more he thought about it, the more possible it seemed. Unconsciously, his gaze began to wander, and his eyes kept drifting toward Han Li. He had to admit that, in that instant, he was deeply tempted.

The carriage fell silent for a few seconds before Broad Hill's voice sounded again.

"Xiao Li, do you feel anything now? Where do you think they might appear?"

He could steadily cultivate to Rank Ninety-Eight and reach Golden Crocodile's level, but he also knew very well that Golden Crocodile had been stuck at Rank Ninety-Eight for even longer—so long that he could no longer remember how much time had passed.

He did not believe he could reach the legendary hundredth rank and become a god. Not even the Grand Elder could do that. But he felt that if he could obtain an immortal herb suited to him, becoming a Peerless Douluo might still be possible. No one could refuse such temptation. At the very least, Golden Crocodile could not, and neither could he.

Han Li was startled the moment he heard Broad Hill's words. Had he actually talked his master into this? Although he had already planned to obtain immortal herbs during this journey, hearing it come from Broad Hill's mouth carried an entirely different meaning.

Han Li glanced at his master, who could not even bring himself to meet his eyes after saying it, and thought his master was actually a little cute. Still, this suited him perfectly.

"Alright, since Master has asked, I'll give it a try." Han Li lifted the blanket from his body and stood up.

Seeing his movements, Broad Hill forgot that his face was still a little hot and quickly looked over at Han Li.

Now, he really was curious. He wanted to see what his disciple would do.

Then he saw Han Li close his eyes, holding the booklet aloft in one hand. His lips moved, but no sound came out.

Fortunately, they were close enough that Broad Hill could still tell what he was saying from the movement of his lips. He was silently repeating, "Where are the immortal herbs located?" After repeating it seven times, Broad Hill saw Han Li toss the booklet upward and let it fall freely.

Thump

The floor was covered in soft carpet, so the booklet made only a faint sound when it landed and did not roll any farther.

At that moment, Han Li opened his eyes and looked toward the booklet. A chrysanthemum was drawn on its cover, and its stem happened to point in another direction.

"Mm, this is the right direction. Let me think... this should be the direction of Heaven Dou City." Han Li picked up the booklet and spoke softly.

"You can find them just like that? Isn't that a little too hasty?"

Broad Hill could not help sitting up and leaning forward to stare at the booklet in Han Li's hand.

"What else should we do? Master, do you have any better ideas?" Han Li straightened up and asked in return.

"Uh, no." Broad Hill frankly shook his head.

"Then this will do. We're relying on luck anyway, and we aren't heading directly back to Spirit City. Taking a detour shouldn't matter, right? At worst, we can treat it as sightseeing. It won't waste much time anyway. Spending a few days gambling on whether we can obtain immortal herbs is worth it." Han Li sat back down casually.

"That's true. Then we'll treat it as experiencing the continent's local customs."

Seeing Han Li so relaxed, Broad Hill emerged from his earlier dazed state. He had been the first to lose his composure, while his attitude was not even as carefree as a child's. He really should not have acted that way.

Once Broad Hill had returned to normal, Han Li said nothing more. He lay back down and resumed cultivating while flipping through the booklet.

With his master bringing it up, everything became much more reasonable.

Originally, he had planned to wait until they returned to Notting City before finding a chance to suggest a trip to Heaven Dou City to Broad Hill. Now that the excuse had delivered itself to his door, his own plan was no longer needed.

While silently chanting with his eyes closed earlier, he had already roughly confirmed the direction based on the map in his memories. All he needed to do was throw the booklet out casually, then use however it landed to steer the result toward Heaven Dou City.

Forget the stem pointing in the direction of Heaven Dou City—even if the booklet had landed standing upright, he would have dared to say the same thing. After all, he held the final say in interpreting the result. He could be as willful as he pleased.

After cultivating for quite a while longer, Han Li put the booklet away, greeted Broad Hill, who did not know what he was thinking about, and drifted into sleep.

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