Celestial Five Decays Great Art

Lin Shen declined twice, but seeing that the Mottled Celestial Old Man insisted on making him draw a prize, he could only walk over, reach into the raffle box, and pull out a slip of paper.

"Little brother, your luck is pretty good. You drew the second prize." Emperor Tian Shu took the book, Celestial Five Decays Great Art, down from the shelf and handed it to Lin Shen. Smiling, he said, "This book is no ordinary thing. Back when a great figure had fallen on hard times, he pawned it to me. He said it was an exceedingly rare art that could turn one's fortunes around and bring good luck. I spent a hefty sum to acquire it back then, and thanks to the good fortune it brought me, I've lived an incomparably comfortable life. If anything goes wrong for you, read it more often. It'll definitely do you good."

Lin Shen thought, If this thing could really bring people good luck, why would that great figure who owned it have fallen so low that he needed to pawn it? This Mottled Celestial Old Man has been reduced to setting up a street stall, yet he still says he's living comfortably. Only a ghost would believe that.

"Then I'll have to give it a good read. Thanks." Lin Shen put away the book and bade the Mottled Celestial Old Man farewell.

"Once your luck turns around, just come patronize my business more often," Emperor Tian Shu said with a beaming smile.

After arriving at the Celestial Master Academy, Lin Shen summoned the academy's senior staff for a meeting. He told them about having to go to the Di Man Race and asked them to help analyze whether the matter was auspicious or ominous.

"Dean, I think you should go