This Daoist Can Tell Fortunes

"As long as it works. I'll draw the snake out of its hole. Wait for my voice transmission."

Hearing that the plan had been arranged, Tang Yu swept Flying Flower City with his divine sense and eventually locked onto Lin Xuan's location.

That fellow was wandering around inside a magical treasure shop.

Protagonists in cultivation novels were often like this—always stumbling across all sorts of rare treasures, frequently dealing with places like auction houses and magical artifact shops.

Besides, he even carried an old man... the remnant soul of a peerlessly beautiful female emperor.

Yes, even cheat abilities had to be upgraded these days. Old grandpas were no longer popular.

These days, it was fashionable for goddesses to serve as cheat abilities, achieving the effect of having the goddess handle things when there was trouble and handling the goddess when there was none.

After confirming the fellow's location, Tang Yu set up a fortune-telling stall along the route he would take back to the inn and changed into a Daoist robe.

With fortune-telling, the older and more immortal-like a person appeared, the more likely customers were to trust them.

If someone as young as Tang Yu sat there, it really was difficult to inspire trust.

But the good news was that he was a man who could make a living off his looks.

So not long after he sat down, a beauty with an oval face came swaying over, twisting her waist as she sat before his stall and said coquettishly, "Little Daoist, you just arrived in Flying Flower City, didn't you? I don't recognize you at all."

"Yes, this humble Daoist has only just arrived. I set up this stall to tell fortunes and earn some travel money."

Tang Yu was already thoroughly familiar with the look in her