However, after returning this time, Lu Qing had barely exchanged a few words with White Crane Boy when he caught sight of White Marsh wearing that secretive look from the corner of his eye.
Lu Qing rarely saw it like this.
After all, back in the Daoist dojo, White Marsh had basically never cultivated seriously.
Only after Lu Qing enlightened Chaosheng did White Marsh come to share a certain Karmic Affinity with Stone Vein Chaosheng.
As the saying went, even a pleasing first impression was a kind of affinity.
Lu Qing naturally let it be.
White Marsh's talent in the art of Heavenly Secrets divination was likewise instinctive.
It trotted over in tiny, mysterious steps, but it had eaten far too well these past years. No matter how elegant and sacred a posture it tried to strike, Lu Qing could barely bear to look at its round, plump appearance.
He clearly remembered that what the boy grew were Spirit Plants, not rich fish and meat. How had White Marsh alone managed to eat itself so sleek and fat?
"Master, Master."
It desperately sucked in its belly. "You've finally returned."
"Speak."
"Master, my Heavenly Secrets Divine Ability was triggered earlier. I saw an auspicious omen."
An expression that was exceedingly easy to read surfaced on its face.
"Mm, you did well."
Lu Qing praised it.
"Ah, ah, Master is too kind."
"This is the auspicious omen I saw then."
White Marsh stamped a hoof upon the water.
Lu Qing saw an image.
The image was utterly blank.
Only a line of Spirit Script appeared faintly within it.
"Is this your Lot-Omen Divine Ability?"
Some fortune-tellers and astrologers did not use a scrying mirror or Turtle Shell, but instead divined through written characters, or conveyed a single cryptic line.
This too was