There's a skeleton dungeon connected to my basement.

Chapter 576, Today's Fortune (Very Unlucky)

Zhutian Trading Zone.

Xiao Yang and Redbeard had arranged to drink together today.

After that incident, Xiao Yang was temporarily unable to leave.

Make some time for it.

The dungeon door is still good.

Coming and going are both instantaneous.

Open the door, and in an instant you're on the bustling trading street.

From afar, Xiao Yang spotted two familiar faces.

An old Taoist priest and a young Taoist priest squatting in a corner.

The old Taoist priest had a brand-new banner propped up beside him, and it seemed that he had recently taken up the business of reading faces and telling fortunes.

The young Taoist priest obediently squatted beside the old Taoist priest.

This business is not easy.

Not far away, the woman in the purple sheer dress twirled the tarot cards in her hand while glaring fiercely at them.

The young Taoist priest's gaze remained fixed on the tarot card lady.

But his mouth kept moving.

"Master, is it really a good career to switch to fortune telling?"

"It's been all morning, and we haven't even gotten a single draw. We might as well just draw a talisman!"

"What do you know? Heavenly secrets cannot be revealed. I consulted the oracle before setting off, and I'm sure we'll have a big customer today!"

"Also, stop looking. Our Eastern faction is different from those Western Region women. We'd rather wait for one than accept a hundred!"

"You must remain calm and composed!"

The old Taoist priest was rambling on and on when he noticed his disciple's useless behavior and immediately became angry.

He pulled out a wooden ruyi from somewhere and slammed it hard on the young Taoist's head.

"Ouch! Stop hitting me! Stop hitting me, Master!"

This scene continued until a voice rang out.

"Let me tell your fortune."

Suddenly, the hand stopped moving, and the brand-new banner was erected.

A bright smile graced his face.

"Alright! My friend, you've come to the right place! My divination is famously accurate!"

He raised his head and his gaze fell on the figure.

The smile gradually froze.

Clearly, he must have recognized Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang's expression held a strange, ambiguous smile.

"Still alive?"

These words startled the old Taoist priest.

"Look at what you're saying. Although I can't live as long as Your Majesty, I still have some lifespan left. I just caught a cold a while ago and spent some time recuperating at the Taoist temple."

"It's all thanks to you that my ancestral temple, which had been lying dormant for almost twenty years, has finally been repaired!"

At this point, the old Taoist priest suddenly stood up and pulled the young Taoist priest beside him up as well.

"Quickly, quickly thank Your Majesty!"

Older gingers are more spicy.

A string of auspicious sayings.

Moreover, their movements are quite fast.

The old man and the young man immediately bowed deeply to Xiao Yang at a 90-degree angle.

I just don't know if it's because I've spent too much time in the multiverse trading zone.

The vocabulary and etiquette have a distinctly Western feel.

Xiao Yang did not accept the gift, but deftly avoided it.

"Give me a fortune reading."

A slightly teasing gaze fell on the young Taoist priest, making him shudder.

"Good, good, good, I'll cast a divination for Your Majesty!"

Smiling.

The old Taoist priest began shaking the divination stick container in his hand.

He also understood Xiao Yang's situation.

With that kind of destiny, whether good or bad, anyone who reaches a certain level will at least be associated with the word "immortal."

Good immortals and bad immortals, they are still immortals.

Even their own ancestor was only half a step away from becoming an immortal.

"After transcending the tribulation, one becomes an immortal; even the patriarch was just a Golden Core cultivator."

Even a few steps are still half a step.

"The key is that our ancestor is only a Golden Core cultivator, so is it necessary to listen to all his teachings?"

"Then what's the point of distinguishing between good and evil?"

Once you understand this, the most honest thing to do is kneel down.

Now, the old Taoist priest was laughing heartily, practically licking Xiao Yang's shoes.

However, this reaction was not as interesting as before.

Theoretically speaking.

This old Taoist priest is not qualified to tell Xiao Yang's fortune.

But this is, after all, the All-Heavens Trading Zone, where there is no proper Heavenly Dao. As long as both parties agree, it is a matter of mutual consent, and there is no risk of the most deadly backlash from prying into one's destiny.

The divination sticks were handed to Xiao Yang.

"Your Majesty, you look like a blessed person!"

Xiao Yang drew a fortune stick. [Very Unlucky]

Suddenly, the old Taoist priest couldn't hold back any longer.

"Haha, it's alright. My divination technique is only accurate on the second attempt!"

Said so.

He handed the divination sticks to Xiao Yang again.

I've let go, but I'm still just as afraid.

Hearing this, Xiao Yang drew another lot.

one more time.

[Great Evil]

This time, the old Taoist priest's expression froze once again.

"Look at my memory, the third divination slip should be the accurate one!"

There are only two very unlucky divination sticks in this container.

After this incident, the old Taoist priest planned to throw away both of the ominous creatures.

It was unusual for Xiao Yang to be superstitious for once.

He reached out and drew the third fortune stick.

This time it's finally not a terrible omen.

[Daikichi]

At that moment, the old Taoist priest's face relaxed, and a smile appeared.

Until something clicked.

The auspicious bird in Xiao Yang's hand split in two, breaking off directly in the middle.

At this point, he was speechless.

Xiao Yang smiled and shook his head.

He handed the slip of paper back to the old Taoist priest.

"It seems my luck has been really bad lately."

To some extent, the old Taoist priest's divination for himself was very accurate.

Today, our big customer really showed up.

Xiao Yang gave this guy a fairly considerable fortune-telling fee.

But next time.

Xiao Yang, this old customer, probably won't visit again.

He doesn't really like it when people fawn over him.

The figure disappeared into the distance.

The old Taoist priest breathed a sigh of relief.

For some reason, when my gaze fell on that thin figure, I felt a strange emptiness.

The young Taoist priest also breathed a sigh of relief.

He, however, looked happy to have escaped a disaster.

He grinned.

Suddenly, the old Taoist priest remembered something.

He suddenly turned his head, staring at his beloved apprentice with wide eyes and a stern expression.

"The villain!"

………….

The drinking session with Redbeard hadn't even begun.

Something happened in the City of Hope.

Xiao Yang had no choice but to return to defense.

A wandering evil god appears, and Xiao Yang returns to stop him.

Disturbed of his mood, Xiao Yang became somewhat angry.

In the mountains.

A colossal giant was slowly crawling, dragging half of its body along.

An ordinary door appeared.

A slender, tall figure emerged from behind the door.

Compared to the excessively large body of the evil god in front of him, Xiao Yang appeared very inconspicuous.

Blocking its way.

Over this period of time, the Hundred-Armed Giant set has undergone some new changes.

The most obvious change is in the helmet.

Red streaks of blood clung to the helmet, and a pair of scarlet wings were drawn on the sides of the face.

It possesses a classical, heroic aesthetic.

This is something that the previous Dragon Slayer and Crimson Slayer sets didn't have.

Although the three have been passed down in almost the same lineage.

However, the style took a dramatic turn when it came to the Hundred-Handed Giant.

No longer.

“Ferocious, terrifying, sharp, grotesque, horrifying.”

Instead.

"Elegant, gentle, and harmonious."

It has a more divine quality.

The only constant between the two might be that excessive scarlet color.

(End of this chapter)