Twin-Curse Great Ill Omen

"Me!" a young prisoner couldn't help but raise his hand.

Once there was a first person, there was a second, and then more than half of the people raised their hands.

"Anyone still not raised their hand? I understand." Fan Xing glared at Pang Mingjing, Tao Zhi, and the others.

Li Qingxian said in a friendly tone, "Old Fan, even if a deal falls through, we can still be friends. There's no need for this. I, Li Qingxian, will not force anyone to buy or sell. Besides, life cannot be forced to sell. If you really don't want to sell, everything will proceed as usual. If you are willing to sell, not only will you be able to move into a Class A apartment, but if you have been wronged, I can't guarantee you'll be released, but I will definitely try to help you."

In the dimly lit cell, the prisoners' eyes grew eager.

"Daren Li is truly a benevolent man. Listen to this, Daren Li must be a reliable Fate Arts Master with a bright future. Your lives are already ruined. What difference is there between staying in prison and your past? Only by selling yourselves to Daren Li can you possibly get out." Fan Xing vigorously incited them.

An old man glanced at Li Qingxian and then lowered his head.

Li Qingxian said, "Everyone has their own ambitions. If they're not sincerely willing to risk their lives, I won't take them. I won't force them. Those who are truly willing to risk their lives, come with me to the hall by the entrance. Those who aren't, go back to your cells. Fan Xing, treat them the same way you treated them before. Don't be reckless. If they're willing to risk their lives later and you cause them to die, I'll hold you accountable."

"Yes, sir," Fan Xing replied hastily.

"Please follow me, everyone." Li Qingxian turned and walked back to the prison hall, found a chair, and sat down at the table.

"What are you standing there for? Go to the jailer's room and get some tea!" Fan Xing shouted at a jailer.

"And grab some paper and pen, I need to sign the Fate Contract," Li Qingxian said.

"Yes, yes, send another person to fetch paper and pen for Daren Li," Fan Xing said.

One by one, the prisoners slowly emerged from the corridor and stood in the hall. There were twelve in total; not all of those who had raised their hands earlier came out.

"Get them some benches or chairs; they shouldn't get tired," Li Qingxian.

"Alright. You guys, get the benches, quick." Fan Xing hurriedly ordered.

Before long, the prisoners sat down in a row, nervously watching Li Qingxian.

Li Qingxian took a sip of tea and said to Han Anbo, "Brother Han, you've written Fate Contract, haven't you?"

"I wrote it."

"Could you please write down a few Fate Contract? We'll need them later."

"Okay, Yu Ping, please grind the ink for me," Han Anbo said.

Li Qingxian looked at the twelve prisoners dressed in ochre-colored coarse linen clothes, each of them disheveled and hunched over.

There were people of all ages, the oldest looking to be in their seventies or eighties, and the youngest not even twenty.

Pang Mingjing and the other two were not among them.

"You've all heard about Life Buying, haven't you?" Li Qingxian asked.

The twelve people nodded hastily.

Li Qingxian looked sincere and said, "As long as we cooperate, I guarantee you'll at least get a Class A room. Even if there aren't enough rooms, I'll immediately have the Ministry of Works build a new batch. Don't be afraid; if I harm you or break the Fate Contract, I'll be the one to suffer the consequences."

The prisoners nodded slightly.

"However, let me make this clear from the start: I won't force you; this is a fair trade. But if you violate the Fate Contract, harbor disloyal intentions, or ruin my Fate Arts, then I, Li Qingxian, will exact revenge a hundredfold," Li Qingxian said.

"No, no..." the prisoners stammered.

"Alright, now all of you swear an oath that you are willing to risk your lives for me, and I will allow you to Fate Observation and Qi Gazing. If you harbor any disloyalty, may you be struck by lightning," Li Qingxian said.

The twelve prisoners all took an oath.

Li Qingxian nodded and said, "Fan Xing, please introduce them."

Fan Xing immediately introduced them one by one from left to right.

Li Qingxian listened carefully and analyzed the situation.

After the introductions, Li Qingxian looked at the youngest boy, who was also the first to raise his hand to risk his life. He was sallow and thin, with sunken eyes, and looked like a man after all the torment.

According to Fan Xing, this person was seventeen years old, of average appearance, from a poor family, and worked in a restaurant. He was Imperial Prison for more than a year after an incident involving a table of customers he was serving.

The case was closed, but it involved sensitive figures and was handled sloppily, so no one cared about the boy, and the restaurant owner was unwilling to smooth things over for him. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, this man's life was over; he would never be able to leave.

Li Qingxian did not readily believe Fan Xing's words. He first silently recited the Fate-Observing Technique and the aura of the Dragon Appears.

The boy was surrounded by light, and a cemetery appeared above his head.

The cemetery was sealed off by bluestone, and there wasn't a single blade of grass around it; it was eerily quiet.

In front of this cemetery, there are still a few skeletons.

Li Qingxian frowned, thinking to himself that this person was really unlucky; this was a typical "dead grave."

The four evils are defeat, death, grave, and extinction.

The image of a tomb is that of a cemetery, and the withered bones represent "death".

Fate Formula saying goes, "Two ominous signs indicate death in the grave, and death is imminent."

This is one of the worst Fortune.

Above this man's head, Fate Projection appeared, more numerous than Fate Projection of Instructor Dong Ying.

He was born at the end of the fourth of the Four Calamities of Taikang, a period Martial World Power Struggle. At the same time, Emperor Tiankang was critically ill, Princes' Succession Struggle, the world was in chaos, and the people were suffering.

The mother starved to death three days after the baby was born.

When he was three years old, his father died, and he was taken in by relatives.

At the age of seven, he was sold by a relative to a landlord and began working in the fields.

At the age of twelve, he encountered a great famine, and bandits roamed the land, forcing him to wander.

Last year, I was working as a waiter in a restaurant, but I got implicated.

He has been living in prison for over a year.

There was only one picture of his future; a year later, shortly after turning eighteen, he died of illness in Imperial Prison.

The Fate Projection indicates that this person has no bad deeds; they are an ordinary person, hardworking but occasionally lazy, honest but sometimes complaining, helping others to the best of their ability, and never harming anyone.

Li Qingxian sighed inwardly, entered the man's Fate Mansion, and was stunned for a moment.

It's very familiar.

It was a thatched hut with a roof covered in weeds and thin wooden walls, even worse than my own wooden hut.

Li Qingxian walked to the door, and the wooden door opened by itself.

There is only one Youth Fate Ground, and two Heavenly Fate Star.

In the Fate Star of the year Fate Pillar, on a parched and cracked land, a withered seed falls into a dry crack in the ground.

Heavenly Fate Star: Parched Land, Withered Seed, extremely unlucky.

Fate Formula says, "Barren land leads to the death of the mother; withered seed leads to the death of the father; Parched Land, Withered Seed lead to a short life and early death."

In the Fate Star of the Moon Fate Pillar, torrential rain pours down, and in the dark pool, waves surge, with a small, half-yellow, half-green duckweed bobbing up and down with the waves.

Heavenly Fate Star: Duckweed in a Chaotic Age and misfortune in turbulent times.

Fate Formula says, "In chaotic times, a person is worse off than a dog; life is filled with sorrow, death with sorrow. Like duckweed on water, battered by the rain, whether still or adrift, there is worry."

"If the four evil forces were in a favorable position, there might still be a chance of survival. But this Twin-Curse Great Ill-Omen Mold so ominous that even barren land cannot grow duckweed, and black water cannot nurture wheat seeds... Alas..."

Li Qingxian withdrew from the man's Fate Mansion and looked at him.

His hair was disheveled, his face was covered in dirt, his eyes were dull and lifeless, and he was so thin that he was skin and bones. He sat huddled on the bench, looking timid and sullen.

What's your name?

"My name is... my name is Shen Goudan," Shen Goudan cautiously.

"No real name?"

"Without."

"Willing to risk your life?"

Shen Goudan's face showed a desolation beyond his years, and he said, "If I sell my worthless life, maybe I can live a few more years."

"Have you risked your life?"

Shen Goudan sighed and said, "I want to sell, but the Fate Arts Master won't take me. He looks at me like I'm a stray dog and says that my worthless life should get lost. If you want to buy, you don't have to pay anything. This worthless life is a burden to me; it's better to be free of it."

"Are you willing to sign Fate Contract?" Li Qingxian asked.

"I'd be a million times willing!" Shen Goudan stared at Li Qingxian.