I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 426 - 276: Where Is The Law? (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_3

Chapter 426: Chapter 276: Where Is The Law? (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_3

This made Qing Yuan, who could also say a couple of sweet nothings and pretend to tell fortunes, curiously stop in his tracks.

Oh ho, running into a fellow tradesman?

Thinking thus, he grew curious about how his peer would perform, and what sort of comforting words he would use.

After all, as everyone knows,

Fortune-telling is merely a profession of saying nice things.

Who really knows their fate? All you get is a high EQ, good-looking guy who says what you want to hear.

If Qing Yuan realized this guy was just saying nice things to make people happy and earn a hard buck, then there was nothing to it.

But if he was a scam artist, then he would immediately call the police.

However, after stopping and watching for a while,

Qing Yuan noticed something a bit unusual about this guy’s routine.

Or perhaps it should be described as...

Abstract?!

But, there seemed to be something else?

At this moment, in Qing Yuan’s opinion,

The man sitting in front of Chen Banxian had a dark green complexion, a clear sign of liver depression and poor blood circulation. His tongue was dark red with a yellow greasy coat, indicating heat or damp heat within his body. His eyes looked tired and irritably anxious, reflecting an unsettled spirit. His voice was muffled or hoarse, evidence of insufficient lung qi or liver qi congestion. There was also a heavy body odor, especially of sweat, which suggested interior damp heat.

This man, seeking to inquire about his health through fortune-telling,

Was highly likely suffering from a long-term retention of vital energy causing Yin Yang imbalance, which a single release could likely resolve.

Qing Yuan, who had instantly identified the man’s problem,

Was now curious about how this Chen Banxian would deal with it.

The man calling himself Chen Banxian solemnly wrote a bunch of mysterious codes on an A4 paper and then mysteriously handed it to the man with problematic skin and an anxious expression.

"When you understand these mysterious codes, the issues with your body will naturally be resolved too," Chen Banxian said with a sly smile.

The man looked at the mysterious characters on the paper, clearly taken aback, while Qing Yuan, standing behind, was also stunned for a moment before immediately realizing what was going on.

[SNIS-923, OAE-151, LD-024, SNIS-115, STARS-268...]

These are...

License plate numbers?!

Holy shit, what?!

Qing Yuan’s eyes widened, momentarily dumbfounded by Chen Banxian’s maneuver.

But after processing Chen Banxian’s method,

He found that it might just be the solution to the man’s problem.

This guy...

Knows genuine stuff?

Pondering,

Qing Yuan suddenly noticed Chen Banxian’s meaningful glance sweeping over him,

As if to say, "I’ve chosen you."

Perplexed, he hesitated for a moment.

But then the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Instinctively, he answered the call—it was the boss from the interview, urging him on.

After briefly handling the call,

Qing Yuan, no longer curious about what was going on here, turned and hurriedly left.

What he didn’t notice,

Was that one of the bamboo flying swords at Chen Banxian’s stall seemed to have vanished subtly.

And his backpack felt imperceptibly heavier.

He just rushed off to his interview, preoccupied with the rest of his day.

...

When he returned to his dormitory, tired after a whole day, Qing Yuan got soaked by a sudden rainstorm.

After a hasty shower, he sat on his bed.

The encounter with Chen Banxian in the afternoon had already slipped from his mind, completely forgotten.

"Nature speaks through the Tao, the Tao is without form, there is only One Essence..."

That night,

Qing Yuan sat alone in his room, reciting scriptures for meditation.

It wasn’t long before he was ready to sleep...

As he closed his eyes and drifted off,

A spiritual fluctuation, imperceptible to ordinary people, began to emanate from the bamboo flying sword in his backpack.

The preset dream realm template inside

Began steering Qing Yuan into a unique and vivid dream unlike any other.