I Have a Dice Left by a God-Chapter 314 - 181: Foolishness, Young Master

Seeing the other party like this, Li Xin quickly stood up, "Miss Aries, you’re being too serious. We are friends. Please stand up. I was just thinking about something on my own. There’s no issue on my side, but I can’t guarantee I’ll be able to help that demigod."

Estella didn’t know how to express her gratitude. She knew Mr. Gemini seemed relaxed but actually had unconditional trust in her. "Mr. Gemini, remember last time I mentioned I have a secret item that can change your appearance? You can wear it so you don’t have to worry about being exposed."

Li Xin waved his hand with a smile, "Miss Aries, this kind of small item is likely useless against a demigod. And since I’ve decided to meet him, I should do so openly and honestly. Actually, I’m quite eager to meet this Grand Scholar who understands the theory of trans-temporal agents. When should we meet?"

"As soon as possible," Estella said.

"Alright, I don’t have much going on lately. Just have Chris call me," Li Xin laughed.

This Grandmaster Vladimir is also an impressive person, achieving the status of demigod on the Earth Mother Goddess’s territory, strengthening the Celestial Principle School. Overall, the projects of the Celestial Principle School, including promoting Heixos technology and establishing the Canon Law School, are all in accordance with the times. "By the way, Miss Aries, I have a question: what is a demigod?"

"Born with anomalies, understanding the laws," Estella said. "My other teacher mentioned that theoretically, to unlock the full power of a divine relic, at least six pathways need to be activated to have a certain possibility. A demigod doesn’t directly relate to the divine relic; it’s more about having an extraordinary understanding on the path forward, knowing part of the god’s authority, and gaining the god’s approval."

Li Xin felt he had learned something new, and that Miss Aries indeed had many teachers, all of whom sounded formidable. This one who interpreted the demigod must also be an extraordinary existence.

"Then I should look forward to it," Li Xin said with a smile.

"So, Mr. Gemini, see you later, and thanks again," Estella said with a curtsy.

"You’re welcome, Miss Aries."

Their figures disappeared from the Twelve Zodiac Star Disc, and Li Xin returned to his cot. He’s going to meet a demigod, so should he also have his fortune told for it... but directly divining a demigod feels quite risky.

Snap~

Li Xin slapped his thigh abruptly. Why not find Old Fang? That old man is always saying magical things, and he’s said to be very accurate. Why not have a fortune told?

Li Xin wandered towards the market; the market was bustling, but Old Fang’s stall was quite desolate. Justin wasn’t there, probably taken by either the painter or Mr. Kan. At this hour, it was probably not yet time for David to go out for fun.

"Yo, this customer, I sense dark clouds on your brow! What luck, encountering me is your fortune." Half-asleep Old Fang sensed something approaching and grabbed it, starting his spiel.

"Old Fang, look at who you’re talking to before you speak!" Li Xin was speechless. They hadn’t even started divining yet, "Ptooey ptooey ptooey!"

Seeing it was Li Xin, the half-asleep Old Fang finally opened his eyes, "Oh, Master Xin, I’ve been waiting so long, thought I had business. What’s up, looking for Justin? He’s not here."

"Heh heh, I’m here to give you business. There’s something I need you to divine for me," Li Xin said with a smile.

Old Fang spread out his hand and curled his index finger.

"What?"

"We’re so familiar with each other; I won’t ask much. Five liras for clearing up your worries and divining fortunes," Old Fang said, smiling and humming to himself. Indeed, business was coming, and Master Xin figured it out!

Li Xin’s eyes widened, "How much? Why don’t you just go and rob someone!"

"Oh, Master Xin, robbing is what someone like David would do. I’m a man of culture, running an honest business," Old Fang chuckled. "You can ask around; I have a stellar reputation, known as the reincarnation of the Prophet. I don’t read fortunes for just anybody."

Li Xin rolled his eyes. Despite being in such a dire situation, he dared to open his mouth wide like a lion.

"Make it cheaper."

"Business is business, even among close friends. Besides, can fortune-telling be discounted?" Old Fang said in a genuinely earnest manner.

Li Xin was dumbfounded and actually found it reasonable. If Old Fang was a charlatan, it would be out of respect for the elderly; if he was truly skilled, it would be worth it.

With this thought, Li Xin took out five liras and put them in the bowl at the corner of the table. Old Fang glanced at it with the corner of his eye, curling the corners of his lips. "What do you want to divine?"

"A friend asked me to meet someone. A very powerful person, and I don’t even know if they’re still considered human. I want to know the outcome of this meeting," Li Xin said.

"Heh heh, to tell you the truth, this happens to be my specialty," Old Fang said confidently, stroking his beard. "Think of that person’s name and then toss this coin."

Old Fang took out something like a tortoise shell from his pocket, which looked ancient and worn. Of course, everyone in their line of work had one of these. Out of the tortoise shell came an ancient copper coin, on one side was the sun, on the other side the moon.

Li Xin took the coin, "How should I throw it?"

"Into this bowl. The sun side means everything will be smooth, maybe even great fortunes. The moon side means there’s danger, so be careful. Of course, you needn’t worry, resolving calamities is also my forte, but it’s not included in the fee you just paid," Old Fang said with a chuckle.

Li Xin rolled his eyes. The scheme runs deep, he thought, so he asked tentatively, "Isn’t everyone bound to toss the moon side?"

Old Fang snorted, glaring, "What are you talking about? I’m the ninety-eighth generation direct descendant of the Destiny Sect, not some charlatan! Hurry up and throw it!"

Li Xin was half-skeptical, but the money was already paid, so he had to go through with it.

He pinched the ancient coin, silently recited Vladimir’s name in his heart, thought about the meeting, and very intently tossed the coin into the bowl. Strangely, as soon as the coin fell into the bowl, it began to spin. Old Fang, who had been fairly indifferent, suddenly changed his expression. His eyes widened quickly, reaching into the bowl, but it was already too late; the coin suddenly stopped and lay flat on the sun side.

Interesting, could Old Fang have learned some sleight-of-hand tricks from Mr. Kan?

Sun side, doesn’t that mean something good will come out of this meeting?

Bang!

The coin exploded, and the bowl shattered. Li Xin, who quickly ducked, almost got hit by the fragments, but Old Fang dodged even faster, nimble as a youngster. The two met eyes under the table, one staring down the other.

"Who exactly are you trying to divine for!" Old Fang’s eyes turned green.

"Ahem, supposedly a really powerful being. I got a bit nervous, so I wanted a fortune," Li Xin laughed it off awkwardly.

"Oh, Master Xin, my stall here only divines for people. Anything else requires a different price," Old Fang said exasperatedly.

The two stood up again, and Old Fang’s table was a mess. He quickly pulled out the tortoise shell from his pocket; it originally had a crack, but now there was a much deeper one. Instantly, Old Fang felt the urge to cry.

Seeing Old Fang’s expression, Li Xin slowly stood up. He thought he should slip away. Since it was the sun side, there shouldn’t be any problems. Whether effective or not, this whole performance seemed pretty convincing in itself. Mainly because he feared it was also Old Fang’s ploy to make him pay, which would mean supporting him for a lifetime.

The tortoise shell was a cherished heirloom, passed down for so many years. Five liras weren’t even enough for a single hair, and a fortune coin was lost too. That rascal, what a loss, where did he go?