The alarm woke me that morning.
I groggily climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a piss.
Back on the bed, I still hadn't had enough sleep and wanted to doze a little longer. But suddenly, my eyes flew open as I remembered the dream I'd had last night.
I seemed to have dreamed of the Patriarch!
And in the dream... the Patriarch had bestowed a Daoist register on me!
I looked down and found a jade pendant hanging against my chest. It was the very token the Patriarch had given me in the dream.
Holy shit!
I'd actually brought something from a dream into reality!
So... last night's dream had been real. The Patriarch really had bestowed a register on me. I could learn the arts now!
I hurriedly opened a drawer, found some paper and a pen, and drew a hexagram.
This was the final hexagram the Patriarch had given me. I remembered him saying very clearly in the dream that I would face a calamity before long.
Anything that qualified as a calamity had to be life-threatening or cause a major loss.
Once I had drawn the hexagram, I didn't even need to do any calculations on paper. Its indications of fortune and misfortune were clear at a glance.
But that wasn't because I was badass. It was because the Patriarch was badass. Through the hexagram, he had shown me my future fortune and misfortune directly, sparing me any complicated calculations.
This was a Wandering Soul Hexagram. Such hexagrams usually foretold misfortune, with indications of leaving home and encountering danger while away.
This meant I would leave Lanjiang City in the near future, and that the trip would be dangerous.
Of course, looking only at the hexagram's "imagery" could only give me a