Divining a Fortuitous Opportunity

Moreover, the royal family of the Pusi Kingdom is not without high-level cultivators in charge.

Just then, Song Jusheng was enjoying this moment of freedom when he heard a commotion coming from the street below.

He looked down and saw a group of thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys in fancy clothes running and playing into the teahouse.

As Golden Core cultivator, he could tell at a glance that one of the boys seemed to possess exceptional Spirit Root aptitude.

He felt a sense of joy.

One of the purposes of the sect's establishment in the capital was to find and recruit talented young men from powerful families who had missed the annual general elections every ten years.

That's right, the capital city is different from those remote provincial capitals that recruit disciples once every thirty years; the capital city recruits disciples once every ten years.

However, the three major sects have always had a three-point agreement: they cannot force ordinary people to join their sects; it must be their own voluntary choice.

In recent decades, the Shangyang Sect has become increasingly weak among the three major sects of the Pusi Kingdom due to the decreasing output of Spirit Stone mines in its location.

As a result, this year, all the outstanding disciples with Single Spirit Root among the elite circles of the entire capital chose the other two sects, and none of them chose Shangyang Sect!

Therefore, the sect had a purpose in sending this Golden Core elder to guard the capital.

Previously, the sect had learned that among the powerful and wealthy circles in the capital, there was a youngest son of the Weiyuan General's Mansion who was said to have a Heavenly Spirit Root. However, during the disciple recruitment launched by the three major sects in the capital last month, he was found to have a single Fire Spirit Root!

However, Mo Yuanjiao, the youngest son of General Weiyuan's mansion, did not choose any sect. He insisted that he had a dream in which he realized that his path to immortality was not within their three sects, and that his fortuitous opportunity lay elsewhere. Joining one of their three sects would only delay him from embarking on the true path of cultivation.

But when others asked him what that fortuitous opportunity was or where it was, he couldn't answer. He just stubbornly said that he wouldn't go to any other sect.

He didn't want to go, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.

The entire general's mansion doted on this youngest son, so when he made a fuss, the elders of the mansion all indulged him, letting him wait for the good fortuitous opportunity he dreamed of.

Now, Song Jusheng's task is to come and find a way to get Mo Yuanjiao to join the Shangyang Sect.

Although his cultivation level wasn't the highest in the sect, his skill in deceiving people was renowned throughout the entire sect.

Song Jusheng stroked his long beard, and a solution came to him in a flash.

He raised his hand and waved it across his face, quickly disguising himself. Then he took out a fortune-telling sign from his storage ring and placed it aside.

Then he winked at the disciple beside him and gave him a few instructions via telepathy.

The disciple looked out of the cubicle and saw that Mo Yuanjiao and the other teenagers had just run up to the second floor. Judging that they could hear the commotion, he excitedly called Song Jusheng:

"Wow! The immortal is truly a master strategist! I am utterly awestruck! I followed the immortal's instructions when I got home, and it worked miraculously! The immortal is truly amazing!"

As expected, the shout attracted the attention of Mo Yuanjiao and his group.

The other teenagers glanced at it and then turned their heads away with obvious disdain, saying:

"Tch, another charlatan from who-knows-where, daring to come to our capital to swindle and cheat. Doesn't he know that this is a treasure land guarded by the three most authentic immortal sects?"

"Exactly, if you ask me, we should teach these swindlers a lesson, so they won't always think our country is some backwater that they've never seen the world."

As they spoke, the boys were about to go and cause trouble for Song Jusheng.

But Mo Yuanjiao stopped him.

"Hey, wait a minute, what if this person really is some kind of divine strategist? The world is so vast, how do you know that besides the three major sects, no other immortals have come here?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward first, Song Jusheng, and said:

"I wonder if your fortune-telling is genuine, sir?"

Seeing him step forward, the disciple who had been acting as a shill quietly found a discreet spot and slipped away.

Meanwhile, Song Jusheng, with his eyes slightly closed, looked at him calmly, and then slowly spoke:

"If you believe, it exists; if you don't believe, it doesn't."

Seeing his reaction, Mo Yuanjiao, who had always been pampered at home and had a simple mind, immediately began to believe him. His eyes lit up as he looked at Song Jusheng and said:

"Please, sir, tell my fortune!"

Hearing him say that, Song Jusheng felt quite smug. This Mo Household brat was easy to handle; he took the bait so easily.

But he said calmly, even indifferently:

What is being calculated?

"Where is my fortuitous opportunity? When will it arrive?" Mo Yuanjiao bowed respectfully.

Upon hearing this, Song Jusheng was not surprised at all. He calmly and methodically tapped the table on Mo Yuanjiao and said:

"Fortune telling costs five coins, no more."

Mo Yuanjiao's attendant immediately stepped forward, took out five copper coins, and placed them on the table.

Upon seeing this, Song Jusheng closed his eyes, raised his right hand, and began to perform some kind of calculation.

Mo Yuanjiao waited nervously to the side, watching the fortune teller without uttering a sound.

Seeing Mo Yuanjiao's demeanor, his friends, though somewhat suspicious of this suddenly appearing fortune teller, refrained from interrupting him.

They knew that Mo Yuanjiao hadn't been having a good time lately.

After all, in their circle of powerful and wealthy people, especially high-ranking families like the Mo Household, it would be a shameful thing if they didn't produce a disciple with Dual Spirit Root or above every twenty years.

It could even affect the Lineage's position in the court for the next ten years or more.

After all, if your family doesn't produce any highly talented disciples within the next twenty years, it means your family has no powerful backing or foundation in the immortal sects.

Pusi Kingdom is a country supported by the immortal sects, and its upper circle is inextricably linked to their respective positions within those sects.

For the past thirty years, the entire Mo Household has not produced a disciple with talent exceeding Dual Spirit Root.

Some might wonder, what about twenty years ago? That is, thirty years ago, or even earlier, surely the Mo Household had talented individuals who joined the sect?

Isn't this also considered the Mo Household's foundation and backing within the immortal sects?

However, in reality, regardless of the disciples who died for various reasons on the path of cultivation...

Thirty years is enough time for a gifted disciple to reach the Foundation Establishment.

Thirty years is also enough time for these exceptionally talented Lineage scions to sever their ties with worldly life within the sect.

The sect will definitely provide these recruited disciples with sect education, after all, the sect trains them to cultivate, not so that they can give back to their respective Lineage.