If you want to find that place, relying solely on yourself is definitely not feasible. You must resort to so external help.
"Alright! Mr. Yan, you have an extraordinary presence and are quite talented. I naturally trust you. I will stay in this inn for the ti being. If you find anything, I would appreciate it if you could let know."
"Daoist, you are straightforward!"
Yan Jiantong clasped his fists and put away the map.
The two continued eating and drinking in the inn, chatting for a long ti about various topics and having a pleasant conversation.
Pei Laoliu, taking advantage of the other’s local insights, learned a lot about this world and got to know so of its structures.
He found it sowhat different from what he initially imagined.
It appears there are indeed so martial arts techniques here, just like in novels and TV shows, with a Martial World full of martial arts experts.
Yan Jiantong, on the other hand, was captivated by Master Liu’s vast knowledge.
He originally thought this was just a charlatan fond of putting on airs, and chatting with him was rely out of interest.
To his surprise, this old Taoist had quite a bit of substance, not like the plain and unremarkable fraudster he first assud him to be.
The two, despite their age difference, seed to share a special bond, almost like a friendship across generations.
After finishing their al, Master Liu and Li Qiang lodged in a guest room at the inn.
Though the latter kept rummaging through his luggage, looking worried and preoccupied.
"Li boy, this poor Taoist sees from your expression that you’re troubled over money matters?"
Master Liu, with his keen perception, could naturally see through his thoughts at a glance.
"Ah? Immortal... no, it’s just that I..."
Li Qiang, being read like an open book, blushed with embarrassnt, unable to articulate his thoughts.
Pei Laoliu waved his hand, saying:
"Stop calling Immortal, it’s too formal. I quite like you, just call Master Liu from now on."
"Mas... Master Liu..."
"Hmm, not bad."
Pei Laoliu stroked his beard and laughed:
"Your East Origin Village is so remote, you’re self-sufficient and rarely interact with the outside world, where would you get any silver coins? Plus, we’re staying at a high-end inn in the city, so naturally, the money isn’t enough."
Seeing him point out his current predicant in one sentence, Li Qiang felt even more embarrassed.
"No need to panic."
Pei Laoliu displayed an assured deanor.
"As a man of cultivation, to obtain so mundane wealth is a simple task for . Later, you can join and see Master Liu’s thods."
...
One hour later, in the largest market within Han Yue City.
An old man, a young man, and a dog were seated on the edge of a flower bed, beside which stood a small cloth banner that read: Feng Shui and Fortune-telling, Luck Enhancent.
Li Qiang felt sowhat awkward watching the passing pedestrians.
He really didn’t expect that Master Liu’s so-called money-making thod as an Immortal was basically setting up a fortune-telling stall here.
Nearby passersby also wore peculiar expressions.
Goodness, it’s the Tenth Year of Jingzhi already.
The Emperor himself decreed that the world is without the Way.
Why are there still so daredevils coming out to be Taoists?
However, it’s none of their business. If the governnt sees it, they’ll naturally co to arrest them.
As ordinary folks, they preferred not to get involved in such matters.
Master Liu wasn’t aware of what these people were thinking, and instead, he felt sowhat delighted internally.
He had spent so many years fortune-telling on street stalls, often fantasizing about doing it once in a properly traditional ancient city.
After all, their trade stemd from ancient tis, and similar plots were frequently seen in various storybooks, making it a long-ti aspiration.
Now that Pei Laoliu had found himself in such a place, resembling ancient Huaxia, how could he not personally experience such feelings?
As to why a person with Extraordinary Power would resort to such a ans to earn money, weren’t there simpler ways?
The thing is, for Master Liu, there weren’t many choices.
Robbing or stealing, while he could do it, Master Liu was unwilling to.
Other thods, as a recently arrived stranger in this unfamiliar otherworldly land, he had even fewer avenues.
Based on Pei Laoliu’s experience, fortune-telling on the street could help him build clientele and spread his na. Once renowned, the wealthy clients would naturally co.
However, after setting up stall and waiting for two hours, not a single pedestrian approached for a reading.
This puzzled Master Liu sowhat.
He also noticed that as people walked by, they seed to deliberately avoid him upon seeing his sign, as if in a hurry.
Master Liu didn’t understand what was happening and wanted to find one or two people to ask about the situation.
Yet, others avoided him like he was a plague, leaving him quite frustrated.
Seeing that it was getting late.
Just as he was about to pack up and leave, he noticed a woman in her twenties hesitating beside him.
She seed to want to approach but was a bit hesitant.
Pei Laoliu decided to go over and inquire about the situation.
When the woman saw him approaching, she instinctively wanted to run away.
But, for so reason, she suddenly stopped and waited anxiously for him.
"Young lady, I see you look weary, and there’s a dark aura on your forehead. You might face a disaster involving bloodshed soon."
Pei Laoliu spoke with a serious expression.
He wasn’t rely bluffing.
When he approached her, he could clearly sense faint Dark Energy Fluctuations emanating from her.
The origin of this fluctuation wasn’t on the woman herself, indicating she had recently been tainted by sothing.
Upon hearing this, the woman displayed a surprised expression, then returned to her previous anxious deanor, saying:
"Daoist... you truly are a master... I have indeed encountered so issues recently, please save my husband!"
"Oh? Your husband? May I ask what situation you are facing and tell in detail?"
The woman clutched her sleeves with both hands, glancing around nervously.
Understanding her concerns, Pei Laoliu led her to a secluded pavilion.
Once there, the woman imdiately knelt down with a thud, pleading through tears:
"Daoist, please save my husband! He has been possessed by a demon!"
Pei Laoliu was startled, inwardly noting that he was right; he had encountered a real case on his first day of business.
"No need to panic, Madam. I am a descendant of the Taiyi Sect, committed to hunting demons and eradicating evil. If you’ve encountered sothing, share it with , and I assure you that I’ll help you get rid of the demon!"
Only then did the woman slowly stand up, wiping her tears and saying:
"Thank you for your great kindness, Daoist. I am nad Xiu Hui and we are weavers in Han Yue City."
"A few days ago, my husband offended a nobleman, resulting in him getting dismissed from his job. We have two children to feed, and without his job, subsisting solely on my weaving wouldn’t sustain us..."
"So I thought, since Han Yue City is north of East Origin Mountain, let him go out and hunt so ga to supplent the family’s inco..."
"He went out for a few days and did catch so prey, but since then, he’s been deteriorating..."
At this point, the woman cried even more, tears downpouring uncontrollably.
Pei Laoliu comforted her and continued to inquire about details.
After drying her tears, she said:
"After returning, my husband fell ill and couldn’t get out of bed. I took him to nurous doctors in the city, but neither could find the cause. Even Doctor Sun, the best doctor in town, couldn’t identify his illness..."
Pei Laoliu asked in confusion:
"How did you co to conclude that he was possessed by a demon?"
The woman shook her head and said:
"I can’t be sure, but from his behaviors, I deduced a few things... Every night at midnight, he sleepwalks around the room, muttering the sa few words repeatedly..."
"What words?"
Pei Laoliu appeared serious.
The woman seed frightened by his expression, or perhaps she recalled sothing terrifying.
With a look of terror, she opened her mouth and squeezed out a few words:
"Return, return my life..."
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