The fortune telling was so accurate that I accidentally accumulated a huge amount of merit!

Chapter 949 [The World's Number One Divine Calculator] (2nd Update)
After the ignore symbol was activated, the three of them continued walking on the road, and finally, the gazes of those people no longer fell on them.

Yunran finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Longling's expression changed from tense to cheeky.

"This Dragon King is not someone who relies on his looks. These people are truly superficial!"

When they arrived at the designated space for conversation, the ignore symbols on Yunran and the others stopped working.

Those Xuan Master members who arrived early were quite perceptive and did not step forward to stop Yun Ran and her group.

After paying the fee, the ginseng fruit vendors quickly found their designated spot to set up their stall.

Renshenguo quickly hung up the signboard that read "The Number One Divine Calculator Under Heaven" for Yunran.

Yunran sat down and waited for the person to come.

Ginseng Fruit was busy running around nearby (I don't know what he was busy with).

Long Ling sat in a slightly back seat and continued reading the book Yun Ran had given him earlier.

Despite wearing masks, it couldn't hide the fact that Yunran and the others were very young, making them quite conspicuous.

When the sign proclaiming him as the greatest fortune teller in the world was put up.

Most of the people in the vicinity were stunned, while a few others secretly planned to watch the spectacle unfold.

"Are these people from out of town? How dare they use such a name? They're so young, they're clearly just trying to attract attention!"

"Confidence is a good thing, but if you're too confident, it becomes a joke."

"Judging from their appearance, it seems that the woman is in charge. What great things can a woman accomplish!"

"Who of you will go and test the waters of those people?"

……

These people weren't speaking very loudly, and they were quite far away from Yunran and the others, but Yunran still clearly heard their conversation.

The ginseng fruit naturally heard this as well, and a surge of anger immediately rose in his heart. So what if his host is a woman!
The host was once the young master of Qingfeng Temple, and later successfully established a new Qingfeng Temple!

These people who keep saying that men and women are different are already at their limit if they can achieve half of the host's accomplishments.

Pooh!
This county town is not big, so even a small thing can spread to many places in an instant.

Yunran looked around at the people, many of whom were scrutinizing them.

Fortunately, these people are no longer openly discussing their appearance.

Just then, an old man with gray hair and a bitter face entered through the entrance of the exchange area.

He held his last remaining possessions in his hands with a sorrowful expression, hoping to find a last glimmer of hope for his granddaughter's survival here.

"Hey, old man Wang, you're here again? Didn't I tell you before that your granddaughter is beyond saving? Why haven't you given up yet?"

Someone who knew the old man was kindly reminding him that she was just a girl, and that her death was no big deal.

But this old man Wang was very stubborn. He insisted on giving up most of his family fortune just to save that little girl.

"How could I just watch that child die right before my eyes?!"

In the past, many Xuan Masters would have been willing to take on this job. Unfortunately, many people here know that the problem with the young lady from the Wang family is truly troublesome.

Even if some problems can be resolved, she will still revert to her original state.

At first, the little girl from the Wang family was still able to stay conscious, but later, the time she could stay conscious became less and less.

Someone pointed at Yun Ran's stall with wide eyes. "Old Wang, why don't you go take a look over there? Anyway, with the money you have now, you can't buy a peace charm, so you might as well go and have your fortune told!"

Old Wang was like a headless fly, grasping at a straw, and immediately went to Yunran's stall.

Given his current state, if the divination results are unfavorable, he might collapse and go insane at any moment.

Those who had previously spoken of testing the waters were now staring intently in Yun Ran's direction.

We'll soon find out whether it's a mule or a horse.

Yun Ran noticed that Old Man Wang carried a trace of deathly aura, and his eyes were filled with unwavering stubbornness.

Others might not have been able to see it, but those people still used delaying tactics to empty Old Man Wang's pockets.

In retrospect, what they emptied of Old Wang was not only his money, but also his hope of survival.

The ginseng fruit glanced at the old man, then looked at Yun Ran: [Host, this person is troublesome. Should we get rid of him?]

People tainted by death are nothing special.

However, the host is currently injured, and if he becomes tainted with death energy and bad luck, it will have some impact.

Long Ling's eyes also moved away from the book.

He also saw the old man who walked with a slightly unsteady gait but with unwavering determination toward them.

Yun Ran raised her hand to stop the ginseng fruit's questioning, as well as the probing look in Long Ling's eyes.

“If I were to avoid even this bit of deathly aura, we wouldn’t be here in the first place.”

Ginseng Fruit and Dragon Spirit thought about it and realized that it made sense. Yun Ran (the host) was exactly like that, knowing there were tigers in the mountains, yet still heading towards them.

If it weren't for this, they wouldn't have been so devoted to following Yunran into this new world made up of spatial rifts.

Old Wang's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Yun Ran expectantly: "Master, could you please take a look at my granddaughter's birth chart?"

Even though he was in such despair, Old Wang still looked at Yun Ran with a hint of awe, not daring to get too close.

This shows the gap between the status of a Xuan Master and that of an ordinary person in this world.

"Sit down, and give me your birth details!"

Old Wang's eyes flickered slightly, probably because he hadn't expected this female Xuan Master to be so easy to talk to.

He came here with only his last hope; if he were driven away again, he and his grandson would truly have no way to survive.

Renshenguo placed the simple stool they had prepared beforehand in front of Old Man Wang.

Then he stood about a meter away from Old Man Wang, blocking the possibility of that death energy drifting towards the host.

Old Wang was unaware of these things, and he never expected that a Xuan Master would treat him with such an attitude for the first time.

"me……"

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Wang burst into tears. He had been under immense mental pressure these past few days and was on the verge of collapse.

Aside from those she knows, Long Ling is extremely indifferent and detached towards other people.

Hearing this old man crying like this, his voice was filled with so much pain and grievance.

Even though she couldn't truly empathize, Long Ling was still somewhat moved; the aura of despair was just too piercing.

(End of this chapter)