Chapter 3

Lin Mo was momentarily embarrassed, but Huang Bisan, after all, was no ordinary person. He didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction. Seeing Huang Bisan looking at Qin Ning, he quickly said, "Mr. Huang, this guy is a fraud, pretending to be a fortune-teller to swindle people. Don't fall for his tricks. I just exposed him."

"Get out! Get out!"

Huang Bisan, who came from a humble background, hadn't changed his rough ways despite his wealth. Following the old blind man's advice, he remained true to his roots. Upon hearing Lin Mo's words, he slapped him immediately, "You damn liar! I believed your lies. My younger brother is a disciple of the great master from Dalu Mountain. How dare you call him a fraud? Get out! Pack your things and leave! Don't let me see you in Yunteng again!"

As he spoke, he ignored the stunned Lin Mo and walked towards Qin Ning with a smile. However, when he saw Qin Ning about to leave, he quickly stopped and said apologetically, "Younger brother, I was wrong. No matter how many mistakes I made, you should give me a chance to make amends, right?"

"Old Bisan, get lost!" Qin Ning said through gritted teeth. "If I believe you, I'll write my name backwards!"

"Younger brother, anger is bad for your health," Huang Bisan said hurriedly. "Give me one chance, just one. Believe me, younger brother!"

Seeing Huang Bisan being scolded like a child, the onlookers and the young woman were stunned. As one of the top three richest people in Yunteng City, Huang Bisan's name was well-known, and his rags-to-riches story was often a topic of conversation. Yet, this billionaire, who was rumored to not even give the city leaders the time of day, was now acting like a child in front of a fraudster.

Could it be that he wasn't a fraudster?

Lin Mo, who was already stunned, became even more confused. In his confusion, he remembered what Qin Ning had said earlier: "You will have no good luck in this life."

Being asked to leave Yunteng by Huang Bisan, wouldn't that mean no good luck?

What about the prison sentence?

Just as Lin Mo thought this, several police officers walked in. The lead officer, with a stern look, stared at Lin Mo and said, "Lin Mo! Several people have accused you of rape. Come with us."

Lin Mo fell to the ground, his face pale, not even aware of how the police took him away.

At this moment, the young woman and the onlookers were shocked. Everything Qin Ning said had come true!

The young woman, now panicking, hurriedly approached Qin Ning, "Younger brother... no, Master! Master, what did you say about me?"

"Younger brother, what taste do you have?" Huang Bisan looked at the young woman and immediately saw through her, saying, "You like this old hag?"

"Get lost!" Qin Ning glared at him, then looked at the young woman and said, "If you want to solve your problems, it's simple. Pay for the reading."

The young woman, now too afraid to doubt, quickly took out a stack of bills, at least five thousand yuan. Qin Ning smiled and took the money, saying, "Have the child and raise him well. With his good fortune, you will have no more troubles. That's all I can say. Whether you listen is up to you."

After saying this, Qin Ning left amidst the stunned gazes of the crowd.

First, he wanted to maintain the image of a master, even though it had been somewhat tarnished by Huang Bisan. Second, he had earned his money and didn't want to be bothered further.

Huang Bisan hurriedly followed, begging and pleading to get Qin Ning into his Rolls-Royce. He smiled and flattered, "Younger brother, you are truly talented!"

Qin Ning's face was full of black lines, and he looked at Huang Bisan with disgust, saying, "Old Bisan, do you have something to ask me?"

Huang Bisan smiled sheepishly, "Younger brother, you are indeed wise."

This made Qin Ning want to kick him out of the car.

The driver, with a stern face, couldn't help but suppress a laugh, as it was unprecedented to see his boss being treated like a child and still smiling.

Qin Ning rolled his eyes and changed to a more comfortable position, saying, "Old Bisan, let's get this straight. I won't help you with anything. You've deceived me so many times, and beating you would be too lenient."

Huang Bisan became a bit anxious.

He really needed Qin Ning's help.

He had originally planned to go directly to the old blind man, but the old blind man had mysteriously closed his mountain. Someone told him that Qin Ning had come down to Yunteng, and Huang Bisan knew that Qin Ning had real skills, perhaps not as advanced as the old blind man, but still highly skilled. So, he rushed back from Dulu Mountain, humbly begging Qin Ning to be lenient.

Seeing Qin Ning's straightforward response, he quickly said, "Younger brother, it's not that I don't keep my word. The old master told me that you must not lose your innocence until your Qi Guidance Technique is fully mastered, or you will face great disaster. You kept coming to me, and I had no choice but to give you empty promises. You must understand, and without my encouragement, could you have progressed so quickly?"

Qin Ning raised an eyebrow, "You knew this?"

The Qi Guidance Technique was the foundation of the Heavenly Phase School, created by combining unique fortune-telling methods with the Daoist techniques of the Yellow Court Inner Landscape. It was a treasure of the Heavenly Phase School, allowing one to predict the course of heaven and earth when mastered, and to change fate when perfected.

However, due to its power, the Qi Guidance Technique was not tolerated by the heavens. Throughout history, only a few had mastered it, and they were all legendary figures like Jiang Ziya, Zhuge Liang, Yuan Tian罡, and Liu Bowen.

The state of perfection, however, had never been achieved by anyone.

Even the old blind man, whom Huang Bisan called a terrestrial immortal, had only mastered a fraction of it.

Qin Ning had been practicing since childhood and had recently reached the initial stage.

Only the old blind man knew this, so how did Huang Bisan find out?

Huang Bisan laughed, "I didn't know, but the old master once said that once you master the Qi Guidance Technique, it will be time for you to leave the mountain."

"Hmph."

Qin Ning sneered.

But he still admired the old blind man, despite his unorthodox ways.

Coughing, Qin Ning said, "Huang Bisan, don't make your reasons sound so noble. If I say no, I mean no."

Huang Bisan knew Qin Ning's character. Seeing that he wasn't getting anywhere, he didn't push further, hoping to win him over gradually. He smiled and said, "Alright, I know you're upset with me. It's my fault. Let's go to the Crystal Palace for a meal to welcome you to Yunteng."

"No!"

Qin Ning quickly stopped him, "Don't play these games with me. Stop the car at the next turn."

Huang Bisan quickly said, "Younger brother, you have no family or friends in Yunteng. Let me arrange a place for you to stay. I've already prepared a house for you."

"Ha ha." Qin Ning laughed coldly, "Huang Bisan, do you think I can't see through your tricks? Sugar-coated bullets? I don't need them. I've already rented a place, and I'm sharing it with two beautiful women. With my skills, it's only a matter of time before I have them both. Why would I hang out with you, you pig-faced man?"

Huang Bisan ignored Qin Ning's insults, raised his thumb, and said, "Truly a sharp and strategic mind, worthy of being a gun from Dulu Mountain. I admire you, and I wish you success in your endeavors!"

Huang Bisan also laughed lewdly.