The wife travels through time and space to honor her husband: The heirless prince raises a child

Chapter 260 This divination is simply divine!

Rong Yan's father was quite lucky; he earned a lot of money and was relatively well-off.

Since he could buy pills with demon beast crystals, Rong Yan had no choice but to go to the small space of the demon beast realm. Fortune favors the bold, and only by going to the small space of the demon beast realm could he gain a great deal.

Rong Yan understood his own abilities but was somewhat uncertain, so he hoped Qin Bi could do a divination for him.

Compared to Qin Lang, Rong Yan figured Qin Bi's fortune-telling ability was more impressive. Getting a good omen would be fine, and having a fortune teller around was just a convenient thing to do.

Qin Bi wanted elixirs, which Rong Yan didn't have, but Qin Bi said she had them, so he figured he had them too. Now that he'd met Qin Bi, he figured he should at least have someone tell his fortune.

As Qin Bi took her first step, she had already made up her mind. She stopped and said to Rong Yan, "Your father is ill and needs demon beast crystals to buy medicine, right?"

“Yes.” Rong Yan nodded.

“He’s going to the small space in the Beast Realm to collect things.” Jiang Xu and Rong Yan are good friends. Seeing that Qin Bi was going to tell Rong Yan’s fortune, he said, “He’ll collect things to earn Beast Crystals, and then buy pills for his uncle.”

Qin Bi glanced at Rong Yan, thinking how lucky he was, and felt a mix of envy and mixed emotions.

After a moment's hesitation, Qin Bi said, "You believe me, right?"

Rong Yan, being quick-witted, immediately became more serious: "Go on."

At this moment, Qin Yan walked over without disturbing them.

Qin Bi told Rong Yan, "Go to your family ancestral hall, find your branch of ancestors, preferably ancestors who were good to your branch, and talk to your ancestors about your current difficulties."

Rong Yan: "??????"

Jiang Xu: "???!!"

Qin Yan's brow twitched, and he hesitated, then decided against it. Qin Bi's half-immortal skills were too mysterious and seemed different from those of other immortal sorcerers and divination masters. He decided to stop wasting his breath.

Rong Yan's mouth moved several times, he was speechless: "Just give me a simple divination, it's not good to disturb the ancestors, is it? My father will beat me to death."

Qin Bi didn't care, since it wasn't her business anyway: "Whatever, if you don't want to do what I say, then forget it."

Rong Yan didn't say whether to do it or not. He went to the field they had cultivated with Jiang Xu and summoned plants to turn the soil. They could turn the soil once first and patiently wait for the cloud formation.

Jiang Xu asked Qin Tan, and the people from Qin Yanhou's mansion who had irrigated the fields once said that the clouds could send a little rain for them.

Jiang Xu and Rong Yan were both very happy. A little rain would be enough. Rain from the clouds was far better than any rain they could summon. A little rain in their fields would be enough to get the seedlings to sprout.

I don't dare to hope for a magic watermelon seedling; I'd be happy if ordinary watermelon seedlings could even sprout.

This is a wild and desolate place lacking in spiritual energy, what more do you want? People can't be ungrateful.

"The divination you performed for Rong Yan was about finding his ancestors?" Qin Yan asked speechlessly.

Qin Bi nodded: "Yes, I calculated it for him."

Qin Yan: "...How did you figure that out?"

When asked this question, Qin Bi replied, "That's how it was calculated."

Unable to continue the conversation, Qin Yan, not understanding either, simply walked away.

Everyone was busy in every field. Qin Bi called Lin Yao, who was guarding and pressing melon seedlings in the two mu of land. There were only thirty guards, and not many farmers, so they couldn't keep up with the work of pressing melon seedlings.

Lin Yao needed to keep an eye on things, and he also started pressing down the melon vines. "Princess Consort." Lin Yao walked over.

Qin Bi walked along the edge of her and Rong Yang's spirit melon field, not stepping on the melon vines without damaging them. If you looked closely, you could even see the melons growing on the vines. There were several spirit melons on one vine, and Lin Yao got excited every time he saw it.

This is a spiritual melon favored by cultivators; it tastes very sweet and contains spiritual energy.

"Do you think these melons are ripe?" Qin Bi couldn't tell. Cutting one open to check would be too wasteful, as spirit melons were extremely rare. It would be best to consult the top strategist who was knowledgeable in astronomy and geography.

Lin Yao guessed it was time to harvest the melons, so he stepped into the melon patch, trying not to step on the vines. He bent down and patted the watermelons around him, saying, "They're almost ripe. It's time for a good harvest."

Qin Bi thought for a moment and said, "If we don't harvest this afternoon, we'll pick the melons tomorrow."

Thinking of the bountiful harvest of spirit melons, Qin Bi smiled brightly.

The little cloud is so sought after, its popularity goes without saying. No matter who manages to grab it, it's unlikely to be as widely distributed as Qin Bi's. It'll probably be snatched up by someone else after just one rain shower.

Seeing that he wouldn't be able to get to his field anytime soon, Rong Yan said to Jiang Xu, "You put me in a queue, I'm going back for a bit."

Jiang Xu nodded in agreement: "It's already past noon, you can come over after you've had your lunch."

Rong Yan then said goodbye to Qin Tan and left the desolate land.

With his thoughts on his mind, Rong Yan went home to visit his father. The low-level cultivator had gone to the small space of the demon beast realm to train in his early years, and when he tried to steal the spoils, he was injured in his spiritual palace by a high-level cultivator. In recent years, his health had deteriorated.

"You're going to the small space in the demon beast realm?" Rong Cui coughed a few times, his face pale.

"Hey!" Rong Yan tucked the blanket around his father. The person who had injured his spiritual palace was now physically broken and cold even in the middle of summer. "I am lucky, Father. You don't need to worry. I will run away if I encounter a cultivator with high cultivation."

Rong Cui glanced at his son with a complicated expression. This family still needed him to support it. If Rong Yan wanted to go, then let him go.

Rong Yan sat for a while, then went out and hesitated for a moment before heading to the ancestral hall.

The Rong family members ignored him. Rong Yan found his ancestor and muttered, "I am Rong Cui's son, Rong Yan. Ancestor, I want to buy a pill, but it's too expensive. I can't afford it. I can only go to the small space in the demon beast realm to earn crystals. Please protect me on this trip."

After finishing his rambling, Rong Yan took a clean handkerchief and wiped the table, continuing to mutter as he wiped.

"Huh?" Rong Yan saw a purse next to the ancestor.

Rong Yan opened it: "Demon Beast Crystal???"

Rong Yan counted them; there were exactly twenty demon beast crystals, enough to buy one pill. Rong Yan was stunned. This divination was simply miraculous. Holding the purse in disbelief for a long time, Rong Yan quickly kowtowed to his ancestors to express his gratitude.

Afterwards, Rong Yan rushed out of the ancestral hall and ran home to tell his father.

Rong Cui struggled to sit up in bed: "What did you say? The ancestor gave you a demon beast crystal? How is that possible? How is that possible? Quickly show me the crystal."

“You really gave it to me.” Rong Yan handed over the purse.

Rong Cui took it with trembling hands, his eyes immediately reddening. The thin man ignored Rong Yan's attempts to stop him and stumbled all the way to the ancestral hall. Rong Yan and several illegitimate sons followed him to the ancestral hall.

The middle-aged man found his grandfather and father and cried like a child, throwing himself on the table and sobbing about his grievances. He was once a genius in cultivation, with extraordinary talent, but he was injured and his spiritual palace was damaged. If his grandfather and father, who loved him dearly, were still alive, they would never have let him suffer so much.

Just as Rong Yan was about to go up and persuade him, a beam of light swept over Rong Cui, and several porcelain bottles appeared on the table.

Rong Yan was stunned. He opened the small porcelain bottle, which was full of pills for repairing the spiritual mansion.

(End of this chapter)