He did not understand why Yuanshi Tianzun wanted him to do this, but he had no choice but to obey.
Early the next morning, Yuan Shouren rose and went out onto the street, where he continued to set up his stall and tell fortunes.
An old fisherman happened to pass by and was stopped by Yuan Shouren.
"Sir, would you like to have your fortune told?" Yuan Shouren asked with a smile.
"Daoist, you must be joking. I'm just an ordinary fisherman. Where would I get the money for a fortune?" the old man said with a smile.
"Old sir, I won't charge you for your first reading. You're heading to the Jing River to fish, aren't you?" Yuan Shouren asked with a smile.
The old man nodded. "Fishing at the Jing River has truly been terrible lately. It's rare to catch anything."
Though it was bad, he still did it, because it was the only thing he could do.
"Let me tell your fortune. Today, go fish by the rock piles along the Jing River. I guarantee you'll catch at least ten big fish," Yuan Shouren said with a smile.
Half believing and half doubting, the old man left.
That evening, the old man eagerly returned to Yuan Shouren's stall. He carried several large carp in his hands, his face brimming with joy.
"An immortal! A true immortal! Daoist, your fortune-telling is truly accurate. This old man admires you."
Yuan Shouren merely smiled faintly. To him, such matters were nothing more than a triviality.
"Daoist, how about I bring you a carp every day?" the old man asked with a smile.
"Certainly. As long as you bring me one carp each day, I'll teach you how to fish," Yuan Shouren replied with a smile.
And so, every day, the