Chapter 124: This life is not bound by fate, all calculations and reasoning can’t make it clear
Jiang Ziya didn’t mind at all and asked Nezha what he wanted to divine.
Nezha originally asked casually, saying he wanted to know what he would be doing seven years later and where.
Jiang Ziya repeated the earlier process, asking Nezha to draw a stick from the divination pot.
For his first fortune-telling, Nezha was inevitably a bit nervous, especially knowing that although the old man before him seemed utterly unreliable, he had genuine skills in the realm of fate.
Just as Nezha was picking a stick, Jiang Ziya took a couple gulps of cold tea from a teapot and boasted, "We are both people of the Taoist sect, so your senior uncle won’t bother with modest nonsense here with you."
"Before opening this fortune-telling hall, I had already cast a divination: once the hall was opened, benefactors would come to assist, making a meteoric rise no difficulty."
He pointed outside with his hand, saying, "Even the couplets I had you paste on the door a few days ago have meaning. Ordinary folks might not understand, but any fellow cultivators will recognize my skills."
"’The Universe in the Sleeve is vast,’ knowing the past and future, all-encompassing. ’Timeless in the Pot,’ grants the art of immortality."
When Nezha took out a stick, Jiang Ziya just glanced at it. But the more he looked, the more his brows furrowed until his entire face froze, unable to move.
"Senior Uncle?"