Departure and Search
Such an unexpected delight demanded a personal visit.
If he could bring the person back, the Moon Grasping Sect might end up with two disciples who have the protagonist template, enhancing his own strength. Why not take the chance?
Lin Fan immediately decided to set off!
Previously, he had been somewhat hesitant.
What if he got himself into trouble?
But now, he was willing to take the risk!
"Activate the full sect-protection array, don't worry about the energy consumption. While we're away, only those seven will remain. There's no other way to ensure safety. Stay in constant contact with the Fifth Elder. If there are no unexpected incidents, let them return on their own. And we~~~" Lin Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, "We'll go meet the one who fits the eighth sect rule. Let's go!"
The five of them took to the air, heading towards Grand Martial Immortal City.
***
"The Sect Leader has already set out. We should leave too to avoid any delays."
"Yes, Fifth Elder."
Duan Qingyao and Xiao Ling'er, who had completely changed their appearances, also quietly left
Outside the inn, some people were constantly spying on them. Although they did it covertly, they couldn't escape the keen eyes of the 'old monster' Liang Danxia.
However, these spies never expected that Duan Qingyao and Xiao Ling'er could not only change their appearances but also alter their spiritual fluctuations and aura. Then, just like that, they swaggered out right under the spies' noses.
The journey was smooth!
No one noticed even when they left Grand Martial Immortal City, but neither of them relaxed their vigilance.
"Let's take a detour." Duan Qingyao whispered, "There are many people outside the city, and some of them might be cautious. They might pay attention to or even follow anyone heading towards the Moon Grasping Sect."
"So, let's head west first. When we reach a deserted place, we'll circle back and return to the Moon Grasping Sect from the side."
"Following your plan."
Disguised as an old woman, Xiao Ling'er nodded gently.
At this moment, Duan Qingyao, from the outside, looked like a rough old man...
The two of them left low-profile, thanks to their powerful transformation technique, avoiding detection.
Even if there were some 'unexpected situations,' Duan Qingyao's strength could handle them.
***
Meanwhile, Fan Jianqiang hid in the shadows, taking out his divination tools to cast a fortune for himself.
"Huh?"
"Great fortune?"
The result surprised him.
"For so long, doing a daily divination, this is the first time I got a great fortune result. It must not be missed! According to the hexagram, outside the northeast city gate, disguised as a fortune-teller." He frowned slightly, "I planned to leave quietly, but now it seems that sneaking away is not the best choice. As long as I'm careful, there shouldn't be any mishaps."
Moments later, Fan Jianqiang finished his preparations.
In a transformation, he became a middle-aged fortune-teller.
Holding a canvas with the words 'Iron Mouth Predicts Accurately' written on it.
Then, he swaggered out of his hiding place...
Shortly after, outside the northwest city gate, among a large group of street vendors, a fortune-telling stall appeared.
Time passed, and the sun gradually set.
Fan Jianqiang was not in a hurry; he welcomed anyone who came for a fortune, accepting spirit stones, copper coins, or silver money without disdain. Moreover, he had some real skills, his predictions were quite accurate, and the crowd around his stall not only didn't decrease but grew larger.
From time to time, the sound of something breaking through the air could be heard.
Cultivators came and went, the place was bustling.
While fortune-telling, Fan Jianqiang's eyes, a bit shifty, constantly scanned his surroundings, ready to flee at any moment.
"Even if it's a great fortune hexagram, if there's danger, I must run immediately. A great fortune hexagram can wait, but if I lose my life, that would be truly tragic!"
This guy was shaking his head, his eyes rolling around rapidly.
***
"They have already left and the journey has been quite safe."
Wu Xingyun and Lin Fan arrived outside Grand Martial Immortal City.
Meanwhile, the other three elders went to support Xiao Ling'er and the other person from the side. They would only show themselves if Xiao Ling'er encountered danger.
Wu Xingyun protected Lin Fan and landed outside the northwest gate. "However, finding someone who meets the requirements of the eighth rule of our sect will be difficult."
"Yes," Lin Fan nodded. "Since they are extremely cautious, they will naturally hide themselves better than anyone else and likely have a few trump cards up their sleeve."
Wu Xingyun understood half of it. Hiding well made sense. But a few trump cards? What cultivator doesn't have those?
"We'll leave it to fate."
Lin Fan was also somewhat helpless. He naturally hoped to bring back a disciple with the qualities of a protagonist, but such matters were uncertain and truly left to fate.
"Why are there so many people over there?"
He glanced over and saw a stall. Logically, those setting up stalls outside the city should be insignificant figures, otherwise, they would have gone inside the city. However, this stall was crowded with people, making it hard not to notice.
"Straightforward predictions?" Wu Xingyun used his spiritual sense to scan it. "A fortune teller. With so many people, they must be quite accurate."
"Oh?" Lin Fan's eyes lit up. "Let's have him tell our fortune."
"That Fan Jianqiang is a cultivator, but he has no cultivation himself, so he probably can't foresee anything. How can a mortal bear the karma of a cultivator?" Wu Xingyun was not optimistic.
"What harm is there in trying?"
Lin Fan still wanted to give it a shot. He was simply curious to see whether the fortune tellers in the cultivation world had real skills or were like the charlatans he encountered before his transmigration.
He remembered a few years ago when he met a fortune teller who jumped out and said, "Young man, I see a dark aura on your forehead, you have a calamity of blood ahead!"
Naturally, Lin Fan didn't believe such a 'classic' line.
Then the fortune teller said, "Don't doubt me, let me give you a prediction, and you'll see if I'm right. Your father passed away before your mother!"
Lin Fan pondered for a moment and thought, damn, that's accurate! And then he got swindled out of half a month's salary.
It wasn't until a few days later that he realized the guy was a fraud.
What did 'father passed away before your mother' even mean? It was just a universal trick!
No matter how you explained it, it could be right!
Father died first? Right.
Mother died first? Also right. Father is still alive, mother died first!
Even if both parents were alive, it could still be said to be right because it couldn't be disproven at the moment.
We can't become executioners and kill both of them on the spot just to prove that the fortune-teller is inaccurate, right?!
But since the Immortal Martial Continent is a world of cultivation, it can't be full of frauds, can it?
Moreover, this fortune-teller has set up his stall at the entrance of the Immortal City and attracted so many people, he must have some real skills.
Lin Fan's eyes darted around. "Second Elder, let's do it like this and that. If he can pass the test, then finding Fan Jianqiang shouldn't be difficult. If he fails, we'll only lose one yuan stone anyway."
"As the Sect Master commands."
Seeing Lin Fan's insistence, Wu Xingyun couldn't refuse. He immediately went forward and exchanged a yuan stone for a spot near the front. The person there was just an ordinary person, who left overjoyed and profusely thankful upon receiving the yuan stone.
"Next."
Fan Jianqiang called out, and Wu Xingyun stepped forward.