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Chapter 149. Sexy Sword Master, Online Fortune Telling

The girl nodded hesitantly, her slender fingers unconsciously twisting the folds of her cotton dress, her voice filled with cautious anticipation:
"Yes, I heard that you are a very skilled fortune teller who takes clients from home. I made a point of finding out that you were free today, so I took the liberty of visiting you."

"Oh, I see."

Jiang Jianxin responded blankly, but his heart was in turmoil.

Although the security guard said they were tenants when they entered Xingfuli Community, the current situation makes it seem as if they have also "rented" the identity of the landlord, Yin Qingyue.

As a dignified Sword Master, she was naturally skilled in fighting and magical combat, but as for divination... Jiang Jianxin smiled bitterly to himself.

She still remembers that the only time she ever saw a fortune teller in her life was when she was in the cultivation world—at that time, her Sword Sect was next to the Joyful Union Sect on the left and the Heavenly Seeking Sect on the right.

The Sword Sect held a very unwelcoming attitude towards the Joyful Union Sect, and all the major peaks strictly prohibited Sword Sect disciples from associating with the Joyful Union Sect.

At that time, Jiang Jianxin was the leader of the righteous path and a young sword master who was at the height of his fame. Her master, Changyingjun, was worried that she was too young and would be tempted. Therefore, he repeatedly told her not to associate with those dissolute male disciples of the Hehuan Sect who wore revealing clothes and wanted to show off their abs.

Therefore, the young swordsman could only set his sights on the mystical fortune tellers of the Butian Sect when it came to making friends across sects.

Those who can associate with the Sword Lord are naturally extraordinary. Jiang Jianxin became acquainted with the apple of the eye of the sect leader of the Butian Sect—that legendary diviner with unparalleled talent, who is now the chief disciple of the Butian Sect.

Jiang Jianxin had personally witnessed her predicting fate. The young fortune teller only needed to glance at her a few times and casually toss a few copper coins to assert that she would become a Sword Master in the future.

That confident tone suggested that he had already foreseen the predetermined trajectory of fate.

Later, Jiang Jianxin often thought that if she had lived longer, she might have been able to foresee the final battle, and she wouldn't have met her demise so unexpectedly.

Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on them. Just as their friendship was growing stronger, the fortune teller suddenly fell seriously ill.

During that period, Jiang Jianxin was forbidden from visiting her and could no longer receive any news about her.

Changyingjun sighed and said, "Those who glimpse the secrets of heaven will surely be punished by heaven, let alone such a person of extraordinary talent. It is a pity that great wisdom is bound to bring misfortune, and heaven is jealous of talent..."

The young and impetuous Sword Master did not believe in this concept of fate, but the way of heaven is ultimately merciless.

That exceptionally talented fortune teller did not live past eighteen, and ultimately, before her eighteenth birthday, she turned into a wisp of wind.

These are all old memories; recalling them now carries no trace of desolation or sorrow, only sighs and lamentations.

Jiang Jianxin raised her hand to tuck the stray hairs from her forehead behind her ear, took a deep breath, and tried to make her voice sound calm. She waved to the girl and said, "Sit down and talk first."

The girl in the blue dress walked in obediently, sat down opposite her, placed her hands on her knees with her fingers trembling slightly.

Jiang Jianxin lowered his head to tidy up the tarot cards scattered on the table, deliberately slowing his movements to try and hide his unfamiliarity, and casually asked, "What do you want to divine?"

She expected to hear ordinary requests like asking about marriage or future prospects, but to her surprise, the girl gripped her skirt tightly and spoke in a very low voice:
"I'd like to ask you to calculate... when would be the best time to kill Chi Lichuan? And... would I be able to succeed?"

"……what?"

Jiang Jianxin paused, then looked up abruptly, the image of the young man with the teru teru bozu doll flashing through her mind—wasn't he the one who had taken over the identity of "Chi Lichuan"?

The girl looked at her questioningly: "I told you about this before...you..."

Jiang Jianxin immediately slapped his forehead and smiled, "Look at my memory, I just woke up and my brain is still foggy."

Although she didn't know what was going on, she was happy for the girl to kill Chi Lichuan.

Although it was only one encounter, the strong villainous aura emanating from the young man with the sunny doll made a deep impression on her—especially since he had his eye on her.

She preferred to eliminate potential problems beforehand, hoping the girl would succeed. Even if she didn't, she could at least test the young man's abilities so she could prepare herself. Jiang Jianxin skillfully spread the tarot cards in her hand into a fan shape. The movement seemed practiced, but her palms were actually damp with a thin layer of sweat.

She stared at the cards, her heart racing slightly—the Sword Master knew nothing about Tarot cards in his memories, but fortunately, the fragments of memory of a modern college student still contained some scattered knowledge.

She recalled a time when she was scrolling through short videos on her dorm bed, and a few tarot reading clips had come across on the screen:

Typically, the person seeking divination draws three cards, representing the past, present, and future.

Once the cards are drawn, it's a test of the tarot reader's skill.

A tarot reader with real skills will interpret the cards based on their own intuition, while a tarot reader without real skills will rely on the cards and use high emotional intelligence and persuasive language to deceive people.

Jiang Jianxin's current role model is clearly the latter.

Just as she was about to ask the girl to take it, the girl timidly said:
"I know your rules... I'll close my eyes and silently recite them, and the cards will automatically appear in a moment, right?"

"?"

Jiang Jianxin was somewhat taken aback.

Wait a minute, how come the cards are coming out automatically?

—Could it be that this fortune teller is not only a master of rhetoric, but also a master of manipulation?
—Sneaking the cards out while the guests have their eyes closed?
Jiang Jianxin was unwilling to believe that Yin Qingyue was a fortune teller with real magic. After all, she didn't have the ability to divine. If she looked at the cards, wouldn't she be exposed on the spot?

Therefore, after deciding to secretly manipulate the cards later, Jiang Jianxin braced himself and said:
"Yes... It seems you are very sincere, and you even made a special effort to understand my divination process."

The girl smiled and said sincerely:

"It's because of your great reputation that everyone understands your rules."

"Haha."

Jiang Jianxin chuckled twice, concealing his inner turmoil:
"Now we're going to start the divination. Close your eyes."

The girl obediently closed her eyes.

Just as her eyelids drooped, Jiang Jianxin was about to draw the cards when suddenly—

The tarot cards on the table suddenly emitted a faint purple glow, and three cards, as if drawn by an invisible hand, slowly emerged from the pile and were neatly arranged on the table.

The whole process was smooth and natural, as if it were all preordained.

Jiang Jianxin stared blankly at the astonishing scene before him, then raised his hands to take a look.

A pale purple glow emanated from its hand.

It seems... Yin Qingyue really is a diviner with true magical powers, and her abilities have actually been inherited by me.

Jiang Jianxin looked at the faint light in his hand, never expecting that his luck could be so good.

She randomly selected a resident, and surprisingly, she actually got a wonderful one.

As her abilities shone forth, courage and confidence returned to Jiang Jianxin's heart. She coughed and said:

"You can open your eyes now."

To clarify, the word "teenager" is genderless; it can refer to either male or female. It's not specifically referring to a young boy. Therefore, the female lead is a teenager; she's not dressed as a boy, and I haven't made a mistake.