What Kind of Fortune Trait Is This?

Profit at First Sight, and peace under heaven!

In this world where mythology had been lost, perhaps no one knew its origins.

But in Zhou Yao's previous life, the masters represented by these eight words were household names—the Black and White Impermanence, two of the Ten Underworld Marshals, crossing the realms of yin and yang as they seized souls and captured spirits!

The white high hat on the white-clad young man's head, bearing the words "Profit at First Sight," came from White Impermanence himself!

In terms of strength alone, Black and White Impermanence were far from comparable to the Yellow Wind Great Sage.

Yet what Zhou Yao had obtained was ultimately only a single hair left behind by the Yellow Wind Great Sage, while what appeared before him was White Impermanence's signature high hat. The shock it brought was naturally even greater.

In this era where mythology manifested, the vast majority of Mythic Materials barely brushed against the edges of Lost Mythology.

Anything that could truly leave its name in mythology was bound to represent unimaginable power—at the very least, something the Yellow Wind Little Sage, at the Scavenger rank, could never reach.

An instinct seemingly etched into his bones flashed through him. The Yellow Wind Little Sage unconsciously shifted his right leg, intending to flee this Fortune Shop outright.

Far away in the school library, Zhou Yao was also startled, but in the next instant, he realized the key point.

"Something's wrong! If that's White Impermanence's high hat, why can't I see a panel?"

The Yellow Wind Little Sage's attempted escape stiffened slightly. He looked once more at the white-clad young man's head and indeed found no panel.

Realizing it had merely been a false alarm, the Yellow Wind Little Sage let out a breath of relief. Yet the caution in his gaze toward the white-clad youth remained.

Though it was merely a replicated mundane object, the fact that it could be replicated meant that the white-clad young man had truly seen Impermanence's high hat.

While the Yellow Wind Little Sage observed cautiously, the white-clad young man also stared deeply at the Yellow Wind Little Sage, whose form remained concealed.

"A rat demon? In a mere Yin Mountain City, a member of the Demon Race has actually appeared.

"Is it a Mythic Walker following the Beast-Taming Schema, or... is it itself a Mythic Walker?"

The Yellow Wind Little Sage had indeed lost his composure somewhat, but how could the white-clad young man not have been shocked upon seeing him?

The Human Federation did indeed have members of the Demon Race, and during explorations of certain special Celestial Circuit Realms, they possessed unique advantages beyond those of ordinary people.

But most of those demons gathered in first-tier major cities. They almost never appeared in a place like Yin Mountain City.

Moreover, the wind and sand enveloping the Yellow Wind Little Sage left the white-clad young man unable to make heads or tails of him.

Powerful Mythic Walkers could see through the Yellow Wind Little Sage's form beneath the wind and sand, but through his own Mythic Trait, the white-clad young man could see even more.

He could vaguely glimpse that beneath that peculiar concealment technique, there seemed to be a trace of an almost imperceptible divine and Buddhist aura. Its status was so lofty that it made his heart tremble instinctively.

"How is that possible?!"

The white-clad young man's first reaction was disbelief.

One had to know that, in order to accommodate his first Mythic Trait, he had given up far too much.

Although he had yet to accommodate a second Mythic Trait, he had never regretted it. What the first Mythic Trait had brought him was simply too precious.

He even suspected that his first Mythic Trait pointed directly to a lost deity.

Even after inheriting that deity's incomplete status, he still could not face that trace of divine and Buddhist aura head-on. The white-clad young man could not imagine what it represented.

"Such a person has appeared in Yin Mountain City... Could this be my chance to advance?"

At that thought, the white-clad young man's attitude immediately changed.

"A distinguished guest has come to my door, yet I failed to receive him. I have been discourteous."

The white-clad young man clapped his hands lightly. The Yellow Wind Little Sage immediately sensed mana spreading out, transforming into an invisible hand that lifted the teapot on the counter and slowly filled a cup.

"Please, honored guest, have some tea!"

The white-clad young man made an inviting gesture toward the Yellow Wind Little Sage.

The Yellow Wind Little Sage narrowed his eyes as he sensed the other's aura. He could roughly judge that, aside from certain hidden methods, the man's aura alone did not seem much stronger than that Yaksha Demon's.

His mind settling somewhat, the Yellow Wind Little Sage leapt onto the counter and dispersed the wind spell concealing his body.

He sniffed the tea on the counter. Dense Mythic Factors seemed to have turned liquid, flowing within the teacup.

This prompted the Yellow Wind Little Sage to take a small sip. Instantly, the fur all over his body unfurled as great quantities of Mythic Factors seeped into his flesh, strengthening his body. Even his mana increased visibly.

"Good stuff!"

The Yellow Wind Little Sage was somewhat astonished when he heard the white-clad young man speak.

"My name is Xie An. I am currently the owner of this Fortune Shop. May I ask what the honored guest wishes to trade for?"

The Yellow Wind Little Sage's incarnation had long since refined its horizontal bone, and he said bluntly, "Square-Inch Artifact Refinement Art."

When Xie An saw the Yellow Wind Little Sage speak human words, a strange glint flashed through his eyes. Then, with a turn of his right hand, a scroll from the shelf fell into his palm.

Slowly spreading the scroll before the Yellow Wind Little Sage, Xie An explained,

"Thirty years ago, someone discovered the ruins of an unknown lineage in the Spirit Platform Realm. After excavation, numerous methods spread from it. Archaeological scholars compiled them together and named them the Square-Inch Method.

"This Square-Inch Artifact Refinement Art is one of the Square-Inch Methods."

Far away in the library, Zhou Yao's eyes lit up. A lineage ruin in the Spirit Platform Realm, the Square-Inch Method—there was only one place in his memories that matched them.

Spirit Platform Square-Inch Mountain, Cave of the Slanted Moon and Three Stars!

"I only came to buy an artifact refinement art, yet it has unexpectedly led to Bodhi Patriarch's training ground. In that case, this Square-Inch Artifact Refinement Art must be extraordinary as well."

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, the Yellow Wind Little Sage asked, "What price does this Square-Inch Artifact Refinement Art command?"

Xie An shook his head and said earnestly, "This shop does not sell anything. If the honored guest can resolve one problem for me, I can give you this Square-Inch Artifact Refinement Art. Even the Mythic Materials, secret arts, and magical treasures in this Fortune Shop—you may choose any three."

"What problem?" There was a trace of vigilance in the Yellow Wind Little Sage's voice.

A bitter smile appeared on Xie An's face. Pointing at the sign outside, he said, "The honored guest has likely already noticed that I follow the Wealth Department Divine-System Schema, founded upon accommodating fortune-related Mythic Materials.

"Yet over the past ten years, I have attempted several times to accommodate a second Mythic Trait, but I have never been able to perfect myself. Instead, repeated failures have damaged my foundation.

"If the honored guest can help me advance, Xie An will surely repay you with a generous gift!"

As he spoke, Xie An gave the Yellow Wind Little Sage a deep bow.

Although he had followed an oracle's guidance to Yin Mountain City five years ago, in those five years, Xie An had not only failed to solve the mystery of his advancement, but had instead sunk ever deeper into despair.

A problem even the Five Great Academies could not solve—how could a mere fourth-tier small city possibly manage it?

Over those five years, the Yellow Wind Little Sage was the only Mythic Walker Xie An had been unable to see through. He could only place all his hopes on the Yellow Wind Little Sage.

Hearing Xie An's words, even the Yellow Wind Little Sage himself was stunned.

"Me, a newbie, solving an advancement problem? Seriously?"

The Yellow Wind Little Sage instinctively wanted to refuse, but his gaze swept over Xie An's hat, and he subconsciously asked,

"Wait. You said you follow the God of Wealth Schema. Then what's the meaning of wearing that hat?"

Xie An's expression froze slightly at those words. He pointed to the high hat bearing the words "Profit at First Sight" atop his head and said,

"This object is precisely the prototype through which I accommodated my Mythic Trait. Over the years, I have gathered much Mythic Lore related to fortune, but I have never been able to find any relevant information..."

The Yellow Wind Little Sage was full of question marks.

"You mean you accommodated the Mythic Trait of the One-Glance Wealth Hat, and you want to follow the Wealth Department Divine-System Schema?"

"You're a freaking underworld marshal—yet you want to join the Wealth Department and become a God of Wealth?"