Chapter 766 - 126: The Fortune Teller
Understanding something during the day?
Han Zhan, who was deeply asleep and suddenly woken up, opened his drowsy eyes, not yet grasping the meaning of the term.
It wasn’t until Li Lingzhen repeated the previous action, touching her abdomen.
Then she revealed a smile akin to a loving mother’s.
This scene made Han Zhan leap up from the bed in shock.
"You’re pregnant?!"
This was indeed both a shocking and delightful revelation.
In an instant, Han Zhan was wide awake.
Seeing his reaction, Li Lingzhen blushed and lightly scolded him.
"What nonsense are you talking about."
Not pregnant? If not pregnant, why was she so excited, and why touch her own abdomen... Han Zhan couldn’t comprehend it.
Li Lingzhen didn’t explain but pulled Han Zhan’s hand against her flat, smooth stomach.
Mmm, so smooth and tender, truly comfortable.
The whimsical thoughts in Han Zhan’s mind suddenly vanished. He felt like he sensed something, his eyes widened incredulously, and he looked up at Li Lingzhen.
The latter nodded emphatically upon seeing his expression.
That is—"Authority?!" they both said in unison.
"No, it can’t be considered authority yet, but you can already sense its presence," Han Zhan corrected calmly after the initial excitement.
"Indeed, it’s right here." Li Lingzhen pointed to her abdomen.
So, unlike other Original Dao Soldiers, the contracted spirits incarnated from Ancient Divine Soldiers don’t extract their authority, but rather, nurture it?!
"Ah Zhan, do you think it might be related to the number of times?"
Number of times? What number of times!
I know nothing!
As Li Lingzhen said this, she playfully poked her two fingers, letting out a cheeky laugh.
No wonder she’s an inspiration-based writer, brimming with ideas.
Han Zhan instinctively wanted to refute her, but upon thinking carefully, he indeed couldn’t refute it.
If Original Dao Soldiers extract authority by repeatedly using it,
then wouldn’t Ancient Divine Soldiers nurture authority by repeatedly "using" it as well?
"..."
Han Zhan was still pondering whether this filthy idea was originally in his head or born from staying too long with Lingzhen.
Li Lingzhen, on the other hand, proudly nudged him.
"Don’t think too much about it. For this kind of thing, just experiment more, right?"
"For instance, tonight, let Youwei be the main force in the confrontation match, and others play support... mmm mmm mmm!"
Li Lingzhen couldn’t finish speaking as Han Zhan covered her mouth with his hand.
Great, now it’s completely certain.
The filthy thoughts in his head were indeed forcibly instilled by Lingzhen.
Hmm!
Truly a bestselling author who is scorned!
...
Let’s set aside Han Zhan’s exploration of extracting authority from Ancient Divine Soldiers for now.
On the other side of Jubei City, there was another person troubled by extracting authority.
This person was none other than the Grand Xia Commander-in-Chief, the extraordinarily intelligent Second Senior Brother, Lin Jingxuan.
At this moment, however,
Lin Jingxuan was troubledly gazing at the faint golden turtle shell forming in his hand, lightly sighing.
He then fished out a pair of pitch-black small round sunglasses from under his pillow, replacing his original glasses.
He also retrieved a neatly folded white banner from under the bed.
"Jingxuan? Why have you been getting up so early lately?" His wife’s voice sounded behind him, making his whole body tense.
Without turning his head, he said, "Cultivation is like this, demanding daily diligence without idleness or laziness."
"Hmm." His wife’s sleepy voice continued, "Then go ahead, don’t put too much pressure on yourself."
Upon hearing these words, Lin Jingxuan exhaled a breath of relief, as if granted amnesty.
Just as he planned to head out, his wife once again reminded him:
"I heard there’s a fortune-teller under the bridge recently, said to be quite accurate. If you’re feeling pressured, you can go have a fortune-telling."
"Come to think of it, you two are quite in the same business, should have common topics."
Lin Jingxuan paused slightly as he grasped the turtle shell.
"Alright, alright, I get it. Get some more sleep; I’ll be back soon."
After finally fooling his wife successfully,
Lin Jingxuan left his residence.
He transformed himself into a completely different appearance.
He donned a pair of pitch-dark round sunglasses, holding a turtle shell in one hand, and raised a white banner in the other.
On the banner, four large gilded characters: "Divination and Fortune-Telling!"
Soon, Lin Jingxuan skillfully made his way to a location under the bridge on the outskirts of Jubei City, seamlessly taking a seat.
Indeed, the fortune-teller who recently became popular in Jubei City was him.
To expedite the fusion of the River Map and Luo Book Origin Dao Soldiers and extract their authority, Lin Jingxuan was making a concerted effort.
Initially, there wasn’t such urgency.
But just two days ago, his junior brother returned with a [Mysticism] authority, making him feel pressured.
The feeling was reminiscent of his Tier Eight Peak days before breaking through to Tier Nine Ultimate.
At that time, Great Xia lacked a Tier Nine Ultimate powerhouse to lead, so he stepped up.
And now, his junior brother Han Zhan had to tirelessly traverse the Lands of the End, yet Blue Star still lacked a Stabilizing Needle’s presence.
Perhaps he was the one with the most hope of becoming a god.
Thinking of these, how could Lin Jingxuan not feel anxious?
So, he increased his frequency of setting up stalls under the bridge, and due to the precision of his divination, the fortune-teller’s reputation spread quickly.
People from various parts of Blue Star were attracted by his fame, making business flourish.
Luckily, Lin Jingxuan felt confident in his disguise skills, and no ordinary person recognized him as the Grand Xia Commander-in-Chief, nor did anyone associate it.
After all, how absurd to have the Grand Xia Commander-in-Chief pretending to be a blind fortune-teller under a bridge.
A normal person wouldn’t think that way.
This day, Lin Jingxuan was still setting up his stall as usual when two familiar voices reached his ears.
"I heard there’s a blind fortune-teller under the bridge. Go find out, Ah Zhan."
"Fortune-telling? What a joke, who is more accurate than my Second Senior Brother on the whole Blue Star? Such a fortune-teller must be mostly a fraud."
"No way, I’m going to call Bob to report this and have him send someone to shut this scammer down..."
Suddenly, the conversation halted.
Soon afterwards, Lin Jingxuan saw Han Zhan walking towards him with awe spreading across his face.
"Second Senior Brother? What are you doing here!"
"You recognized the wrong person, friend." Lin Jingxuan replied expressionlessly.
As he spoke, he grasped the golden turtle shell tightly in his hand.