Let everyone laugh

Lin Chen opened his mouth and started spewing nonsense. Although everyone could not understand him, they felt he sounded rather impressive!

Especially when he mentioned later that fortune-telling was merely his hobby.

"Nonsense! I've never heard of any fortune teller called Shi Lezhi! You say you have the ability to resolve the Shangguan family's issues? Then show us some real skills!"

Master Yan waved his sleeve and scoffed coldly.

"Since this Master Yan does not believe me, why don't you demonstrate your skills? If you're unhappy, we can make a bet. Whoever fails to resolve the ancient altar's issues must go to the most crowded place in Myriad Spirits City and perform a belly dance. What do you think?"

Lin Chen blinked and looked completely relaxed, as if he did not take Master Yan seriously at all!

The fat man in yellow robes and Xing Wanhe exchanged glances, looking on with interest to see how things would unfold.

"Humph! If you want to bet, then let's bet. But first, make things clear. If neither of us can completely resolve the issues here, then we'll go by who provided the best results, like figuring out what's wrong or coming up with solutions!"

Master Yan was furious but then burst out laughing. If he didn't put this brat in his place today, he would really overturn the heavens!

"Alright, alright~ Then Master Yan, please go ahead and demonstrate your skills to us!"

Lin Chen conjured up a bench, a small beer, peanuts and fruit platter from his Naling Ring. He lied down on the bench, resting his hands behind his head, looking completely relaxed as if he was just there to watch the show.

Seeing the brat's arrogant behavior, Master Yan's facial muscles twitched violently a few times as he let out a sinister chuckle. "As expected, the new generation surpasses the old..."

"Each generation is more outstanding than the last!"

Lin Chen whistled in agreement as he crossed his legs. Next to him, even Shangguan Bihan could not help but smile behind her hand at this interesting fortune teller, Shi Lezhi.

"Let's see how long you can remain arrogant!"

Master Yan stamped his feet and leapt into the air, landing on top of the ancient altar. With a sweep of his palm, he grasped the swiftly rotating Star Jade Compass.

This was a divination tool exclusive to each fortune teller, used to deduce fortunes and destines. No one other than its owner could use it.

"The universe has no extremes - Heavenly bodies revolve!"

Master Yan let a drop of his blood drip into the compass. The suspended needle spun swiftly!

"Dragon Pass aligned - Yin and yang interlinked!"

Master Yan's aged palms scattered large amounts of ancient talismans that ignited and burned in midair, forming a path of fire that pointed in one direction.

Lin Chen's eyes narrowed. The direction the fire pointed to was where the ball of purple-golden light was!

Master Yan's smooth performance was pleasing to many. Even Lin Chen paid some attention - this was the first time he had witnessed a real fortune teller at work!

Master Yan focused his mental energy, sealing the burning talismans in midair, and channeled them into the spinning needle in the Star Jade Compass. The needle oscillated swiftly before coming to an abrupt stop after a very short period!

A flash of golden light and Master Yan's gaze seemed to penetrate the stars, observing the halted needle as if he could see another world from within.

At that moment, everyone's bodies shuddered and broke out in goosebumps. Most did not dare meet Master Yan's eyes.

They felt as if some hidden energy existed in this world, and Master Yan was peeking at traces of it!

"Urgh!"

Master Yan nearly spit out blood. His cultivation was insufficient. He had tried to uncover too much and was nearly backlashed by his own techniques and the ancestral altar's energy.

"Master Yan, are you alright?" Shangguan Yunfan asked worriedly.

Master Yan raised his hand. "The Dragon Pass is blocked, energy accumulates but does not flow. The ancestral altar has not lost its power but something is obstructing or absorbing it, leading to the current situation."

He shook his head. After acting, he realized the altar's issues were dozens of times more severe than he had imagined!

With his limited cultivation, he could only vaguely detect the existence of a "Dragon Pass" but had no way to pinpoint its exact location, because the coordinates he deduced were completely empty!

"How do we find or unseal this Dragon Pass then?" The Second Elder and Shangguan Yunfan anxiously asked in unison.

"That exceeds my capabilities. As far as I know, among the Twenty Four Star Divination Organization, only our leader might be able to deduce the actual location of the Dragon Pass. But he is elusive and not someone you can invite over casually."

Master Yan wiped his sweat and descended from the altar.

"Heh, let's see what you can do next, young one. At least I have deduced where the issue lies. If you can't surpass this old man, then my victory is assured. After all, you can't just rehash my results."

Master Yan looked mockingly at Lin Chen. He did not believe someone so young could match or exceed his level!

"Heh, what use are Master Yan's useless results? In the end, you don't even have a solution. Isn't that just a waste of effort?"

Lin Chen yawned and stood up, shrugging disdainfully and clicking his tongue.

"Damn you, just wait and see how I'll fix you if you can't produce any results later!"

Master Yan was furious with humiliation. Nangong Qingyu also laughed coldly with his fan, quickly chiming in.

"Lin Chen, you're just a fraud who lucked into finding a secret passage! How dare you speak to Master Yan like that? Later if you don't kneel and apologize to everyone, I, Nangong Qingyu, will be the first to make you pay!"

Lin Chen glanced at him indifferently, too lazy to bother with this noisy fellow.

He leapt and landed atop the altar.

Lin Chen headed straight for where the purple-golden ball of light floated, its dazzling brilliance like a miniature sun, nearly blinding him.

Thankfully he wore his homemade sunglasses, otherwise his eyes would have been seared.

With a grab of his hand, he seized the ball of light. The purple-golden pillar surrounding the Shangguan residence began to dissipate. A screen of light popped up before Lin Chen's eyes.

[Host has obtained 10,000 points of Purple Golden Eyes' bloodline energy.]

After taking the light ball, Lin Chen turned to face everyone. With grace and poise, he bowed and said, "It's done. Please excuse the spectacle just now."

Huh?

All eyes converged onto Lin Chen, filled with confusion. That's it?

Aren't you a fortune teller?

Where are your secret arts of divination? Your divination tools?

"Hahaha! I knew this brat was a complete fraud! His true colors are finally revealed! This young master will personally capture you, you wretched scammer!"

Nangong Qingyu reacted first, laughing maniacally with killing intent churning in his eyes! Just as he was about to make his move on Lin Chen...

Before the others could voice their doubts, the entire underground world started shaking violently within three breaths of Lin Chen removing the light ball!

"How is there an earthquake? What's going on?"

"Don't panic everyone, the ancestral altar's space has been reinforced by past family leaders. Earthquakes will have no effect!"

The elders quickly calmed the uneasy younger generation. The Second Elder and Shangguan Yunfan stared fixedly at the altar. A familiar, nostalgic energy was welling up mightily!

Lin Chen smiled and said, "Please excuse the spectacle just now."

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