LRAB Chapter 19 Encounters in the City: A Fortune Teller's Encounter with a Prince
Chapter 19 Encounters in the City: A Fortune Teller's Encounter with a Prince
The three members of the college's teaching committee first looked at each other, and then nodded in unison.
The child meets the requirements in terms of both age and rank, so there is no need to refuse. However, the three of them still need to confirm Chen Xin's attitude.
The most physically normal-looking member of the Education Commission stepped forward and spoke with a smile.
"Please take a seat."
"Okay." Zhang Xun nodded and sat down in the reception area as directed.
Chen Xin didn't stand on ceremony and casually sat down on the nearest leather chair, closing his eyes to rest. He had put in a lot of effort on the way here, while his disciple Zhang Susu stood awkwardly beside him.
Seeing his behavior, the three education committee members were somewhat puzzled, so they looked at Zhang Xun, who wanted to enroll.
But the other party simply waved his hand.
"Don't worry about Grandpa Chen, let's talk."
Dust? Upon hearing this name, Chief Dream Strategist immediately thought of the Seven Kill Sword.
It's been five or six years since the Chen family father and son last stirred up trouble on the mainland. They've been quiet for so long, and all they've done is take care of their child?
He quickly asked, "Could it be Sword Douluo in person?"
Meng Shenji nervously shifted his gaze back and forth between the group. He had considered that this person was powerful and had a deep background, but he never expected that he was a Title Douluo. This was too low-key.
"I'm just here to accompany you and teach your disciples swordsmanship. I won't interfere in your academy's affairs."
He said something casually and then slightly changed his posture. Even though it was just a very ordinary movement, it made the three of them feel pressured.
"Please rest assured, Education Commission. My purpose is very simple: I'm here to learn."
Zhang Xun did not shy away from his true purpose; studying history was probably considered unusual by everyone in the Douluo Continent.
Meng Shenji continued with the routine enrollment inquiries.
"Young man, what level is your soul power? And what direction is your martial soul taking? Would you mind telling me?"
"Support class, level confidential."
Zhang Xun summoned his nine-section staff and displayed his soul rings.
At his age, being a Soul Master was already quite flamboyant; he didn't want to make his level a public knowledge.
"Since you don't want to reveal your strength, can I take a look at your hands? Just to confirm your bone age."
With permission, the slightly thin second-in-command Zhilin stepped forward and gently squeezed the other's hand bones, realizing that the other's age was genuine.
"That's fine."
The three of them huddled together and began exchanging mental energy.
Before long, they all nodded.
"The only condition is that the academy is a hallowed hall for children to learn theoretical knowledge. You are not allowed to use your status to bully the weak here. Otherwise, even if Sword Douluo protects you, we will expel you from the academy!"
Their stance was firm, and they were clearly serious about it.
These three individuals are all worthy of respect for not backing down or bowing down to those with powerful backgrounds, all for the sake of the academy's integrity.
Zhang Xun naturally wouldn't refuse; he had no interest in such trivial matters.
"To be honest with you, members of the Education Committee, I am a voracious reader. I have thoroughly mastered the books in my previous college, which is why I have come to your esteemed institution to seek knowledge."
Meng Shenji was slightly surprised. In this era where everyone pursues strength, it is rare to find someone who is willing to learn a lot of knowledge and enjoys reading.
As it happened, he was also quite interested in theoretical research, so he naturally nodded in satisfaction.
"The library may be open to you, but you must not damage the books, as there are many important rare copies inside."
"Thank you, Education Commission. There's one more thing. Could you please arrange for my cousin to enroll in school?"
"What is your soul power level? What type of martial soul do you have?"
"Level 15, Martial Soul: Bamboo Sword"
As he spoke, he waved to Zhang Susu, who was rubbing her fingers together.
Seeing her nervous expression, Meng Shenji smiled slightly.
"Haha, kid, don't worry about not meeting the admission standards. The Tianwei level only accepts Soul Masters below level 25."
The Tianwei level has a wide enrollment range, since it mainly recruits nobles. Although the average level is relatively higher than that of commoners, there are also children with ordinary talents. Given their status, they cannot be excluded, so the grading system was established.
The Heaven Dou Royal Academy is a comprehensive academy. The Heavenly Micro level is equivalent to a collection of junior and intermediate Soul Master academies, and there are also age-based classes within it.
Realizing that she could stay as well, Zhang Susu finally felt relieved and quickly thanked him.
"No need for that. The academy doesn't start for another two days. You should go and choose a dormitory first. Also, take this with you; you can borrow the books you want to read."
He accepted the brooch from Bai Baoshan. It was ornately designed and inlaid with a purplish-red gemstone the size of a fingertip, with the college's name spelled out in gold thread.
Zhang Xun's lips twitched slightly; this thing was too ostentatious!
"If the three of you are bored, you can take a stroll around the academy; two days should be enough."
After saying that, he called someone over to see the guests off.
They only relaxed after they were out of the Education Commission's compound, leaning back in their chairs somewhat dejectedly.
"You old rascal, who told you to bring up the Title Douluo thing? A simple warning wasn't enough; you'd be fine as long as you didn't bully your classmates in the academy. Aren't you afraid of getting beaten up for doing this?"
Bai Baoshan spoke calmly, but from the moment Meng Shenji uttered his last words, he tensed up, ready to fight at any moment.
The temperament of a Title Douluo is hard to fathom, and the opponent is a strong offensive type. What if he gets the mood and starts attacking with his sword?
"I just blurted it out without thinking, but I'm surprised you didn't back down."
"What are you saying? I'm a Contra player, and a member of the Education Commission at that. How can I abandon my principles just because of fear?"
"If your legs don't shake, then I'll believe you, haha."
Zhilin shook his head helplessly and said, "Did you see the child's spirit rings clearly?"
"His second spirit ring has a hint of purple, clearly indicating it's nearly a thousand years old. How can a support-type character achieve a second spirit ring that's almost a thousand years old?"
On the other side
After paying tuition for two people with this teacher, she led us to a villa area, which consisted of detached three-story houses in various styles.
This dormitory area is really quite simple and unpretentious.
Upon learning that several buildings were unoccupied, and thinking it best not to stay, they chose two adjacent rooms, and moved into their new home as soon as they received the keys. Chen Xin and Zhang Xun stayed together, while Zhang Susu occupied one building by herself.
After tidying up the house, the three of them went out together to buy necessities. Although there was furniture, they were still missing a lot of things.
Prices in Tiandou City are much higher than in Jinfeng City, so money goes much faster.
After buying a lot of things and having them delivered to the academy, his purse was finally empty.
Actually, a long time ago, Chen Xin, who didn't care about material possessions, gave all the money she had with her to Zhang Xun.
However, precisely because I didn't care, it wasn't a lot; including previous room fees, it totaled a little over three hundred gold soul coins.
I've already paid 200 for tuition, and prices here are still high. It's really frustrating.
Even so, Zhang Xun did not intend to go to the Spirit Hall to obtain a certificate to receive the subsidy, as this small matter would not be exposed.
Back at the academy, I glanced at tomorrow's almanac.
February 3rd, Year of Xinhai
Suitable for: opening a business, issuing vouchers, and tailoring clothes.
• Taboo: Consecration, weddings •
Opening for business?
Zhang Xun thought long and hard, wondering if there was anything he could sell.
Talismans?
Selling this would be a bit disrespectful to my master's teachings...
Never mind, I'm sorry, it's not a big deal.
He cupped his hands and bowed slightly in the direction of his home.
"Master, please don't blame me. This disciple is just accumulating resources, it's not bloody at all."
He muttered to himself and then began to prepare.
All the ones I drew before are under the altar; this time, I only brought all the talismans that conceal heavenly secrets with me when I went out.
However, talismans didn't have such a big limitation for Zhang Xun; using yellow paper and cinnabar was just a habit, not a necessity.
After making more than a dozen convenient talismans for daily life and two one-time combat talismans, Zhang Xun felt that about 40% of his soul power had been depleted, so he decided to stop making more to be on the safe side.
Adding a backup plan, they placed it safely.
After completing these tasks, Zhang Xun looked at the talisman and suddenly had a brilliant idea.
Speaking of which, could I become a fortune teller?
This thing is incredibly profitable, and those who don't calculate major karmic consequences are generally not watched by the heavens.
In this city, apart from a few well-known powerful figures, almost no one is involved in major karmic matters, so the talismans probably won't be wasted.
Without further ado, they prepared a set of intimidating robes, with the hood pulled down slightly to cover their entire face.
He casually tore off a piece of cloth, wielded his brush and ink to draw some intimidating patterns, added a line of large characters, and a stall profession that had never appeared in Douluo Continent was born: fortune teller.
The next day, Zhang Xun borrowed a few books to pass the time.
Then I moved a table from the dormitory and set it up in a corner of the city.
Zhang Xun then sat down and slowly read the book.
After assigning some training tasks to his disciples, Chen Xin also came out.
He curled his lip, glanced at the pole with the picture hanging on it, and said that one hundred gold soul coins was a string of them. "You're really offering a cheap price, kid."
He knew the other party's capabilities, so he naturally thought that way, but others didn't understand, so naturally no one was willing to pay.
However, Zhang Xun was not in a hurry, as he would have clients today.
Time passed quickly, and before long the sun was setting. Zhang Xun, however, was not in a hurry and continued to casually flip through the historical materials.
The Royal Academy is truly exceptional; every book they publish contains previously unseen new information.
It's a pity that there wasn't anything he wanted to see inside, such as anything related to 'pre-civilization' or 'soul tools'.
As I was pondering the connections in the book, a handsome young man with a large entourage approached.
He curiously examined the long strips of paper with strange patterns drawn on them, which were being held down by paperweights on the table.
"What are these?" he asked softly, tapping the table.
Seeing that the hooded man seemed not to have heard and was just sitting quietly, they assumed he was asleep and were about to raise their voices when the person next to him stepped forward and scolded him.
"His Highness the Prince is asking you a question!"
Hearing the sound, Zhang Xun, who had been lost in thought, finally made a move.
Under the darkness of the hood, no one could see his face. He raised his finger, and a sheet of paper flew out from the thick stack of blueprints and was stuck directly to his forehead, covering his face.
It froze instantly, its body trembling slightly as if it were resisting something with all its might.
"The Stasis Talisman can be activated with soul power. As for its specific binding effect, it can temporarily seal the movement ability of anyone below the Soul Master level."
The handsome young man, known as the prince, looked at the motionless guard with great interest. The other party was a level 25 Great Soul Master, yet he didn't even have the slightest ability to resist. This talisman was truly amazing.
"Do these only work on those below the Soul Master level?"
"These talismans have different effects, but their power is basically the same. These two are for offense, with a power roughly equivalent to a Soul Master's full-force attack. Currently, this is the only one at this level."
"So you mean there are even better ones? Haha, I'll take them all! How much?"
"It's up to you. If you feel it's a connection, then give more; if not, then give less."
The handsome prince waved his hand.
"Counting the ones on his face, there are seventeen in total. I'll give you seventeen thousand gold soul coins. What do you think?"
Upon hearing the price, Zhang Xun's eyes widened in surprise. What? How much? Did I hear that right?
Even Chen Xin, who was hiding in the shadows pretending to be asleep and cultivating, opened his eyes and stared at the other person as if he were a fool.
He knew very well that Zhang Xun had no intention of selling these for much money, because the raw materials, excluding his own soul power, amounted to less than a silver soul coin.
"make a deal."
Seeing this, the boy reached out his hand to him.
"It's snowing in Qinghe now, I wonder if I could be your friend?"
"Of course, since we are destined to meet, I will give you a divination."
"What?" Xue Qinghe asked, somewhat puzzled.
He didn't realize what was going on until he saw what was written on the cloth strip next to him.
"Can the future be predicted?"
"Of course, what would you like to know?"
Xue Qinghe narrowed his eyes slightly.
Let's just say it's either good or bad luck.
He actually wanted to calculate something about the throne.
As the eldest prince, he was older, but his second brother had such a perfect personality that many officials in the court liked him. Although his third brother was not very popular, his talent far surpassed his own.
Although the power struggles within the Heavenly Dou royal family weren't as outrageous and bloody as those in the Star Luo Kingdom, it was still a matter of meritocracy, and the throne might not necessarily go to him, the eldest son.
But these things can't be discussed openly.
"it is good."
Zhang Xun guided the other party to write down the corresponding birth date and time, and then raised his fingers to calculate.
This person's identity is considered a major factor, but since they are a big client who has spent a lot of money, they should still be treated with respect.
Although he doesn't actually need the Eight Characters (Ba Zi) at all, some procedures are essential, otherwise it would seem unprofessional.
After finishing the calculation, Zhang Xun frowned deeply. Only now, with his hood covering his face, could his expression be hidden; otherwise, he would have intimidated the other party into paying for the solution.
"A bloody disaster, a certain death."
This prince's life doesn't seem to be very peaceful either.
"Eat something good." After saying that, Zhang Xun sighed deeply.
Even if he intervenes, or even if Sword Douluo intervenes, he cannot change the outcome unless he gives up his royal status and goes into seclusion with Zhang Xun to avoid disaster.
But the other party wouldn't choose this option, and Zhang Xun wouldn't do it either, so there's naturally no solution.
He couldn't possibly survive.
"What's wrong?" Xue Qinghe didn't know why the other person was saying these things.
"It's nothing, the divination says you're destined for romantic entanglements."
It's better not to tell him the truth. A hint is enough. Being targeted will cause a lot of trouble, and he hates trouble.
"Being destined for romance means you're popular with women, but it's hard to say whether the person is good or bad."
Xue Qinghe smiled and didn't seem to care.
"Then I'll see if what you said works. Goodbye. Oh, by the way, when will you be coming next time you have talismans?"
"When I'm short of money again."
"Haha, you're such a wonderful person, I like you."
The handsome, blond prince walked toward the imperial city amidst the cheers of the crowd.
He wasn't very tall, only a little over 1.6 meters. In a place where people are around 1.8 meters tall, he was considered quite short for a boy.
Looking at the card left by the other party on the table, it was a cash voucher, which could be used to exchange money directly from the Tiandou Royal Silver Shop.
After all, it's impossible to carry so many gold coins in one's hands; a prince needs to maintain his status.
"Let's go, there won't be any more customers today."
After packing his things, Zhang Xun carried the table and was taken back to the academy by Chen Xin.
I made a fortune this time, and I probably won't be short of money for a long time to come.