"What was that sound?"
Feng Xue raised her eyebrows slightly.
"That was a drum. Since Feng Mansion can't let everyone come and go freely, a drum was placed outside the mansion."
"When someone beats it, it means they want a fortune reading or someone to uphold justice for them."
Xiao Yu understood.
So it served both as a drum for seeking justice and as a doorbell.
The Heavenly Secrets Tower's main purpose was still fortune-telling.
Even passing judgment was, at its heart, fortune-telling.
But fortune-telling was not volunteer work.
At present, few people could "afford" a reading.
That was why the drumming piqued Xiao Yu's curiosity.
"Let him in."
"All right."
Feng Xue answered and waved her token, and the gates of Feng Mansion outside swung open.
Before long, a man cautiously entered.
The moment he came in, he bowed respectfully.
"Thank you, Master Xiao. Thank you, Lady Feng."
The man looked about thirty, and his spirit form was dressed in modern clothing.
But... this fellow's cultivation had already reached the level of a ghost cultivator.
In other words, over a hundred years.
In this small world, he could no longer be considered a "newcomer or new ghost."
After bowing, he took out a bag of Spirit Stones he had prepared beforehand.
"This is the fee I've prepared for the reading. One hundred Spirit Stones."
Xiao Yu was wealthy now.
Spirit Stones had become ordinary currency and could be mined in large quantities.
But for an ordinary spirit,
a hundred Spirit Stones was a considerable sum.
Wages alone would only earn someone seven or eight Spirit Stones a month.
And that was if they were very lucky.
Even if he used none for cultivation, he clearly could not have earned that much in these few months.
Xiao Yu was curious,