Definitely Not Mistaken

[Hint: You have peeked at Old Man Zhao’s heavenly secret. The Host can choose to conceal the heavenly secret. Reward: 200 points deducted, and a disaster from nowhere will descend.]

[The Host can also choose to disclose the heavenly secret. Punishment: points +50, and choose one of the following two punishments.]

[One: Old Man Zhao’s farming techniques.]

[Two: Old Man Zhao’s secret pickled vegetable recipe.]

Luo Chen was somewhat speechless. This system was really not picky at all, even farming techniques and a secret pickled vegetable recipe were offered as options.

But it was still better than getting nothing.

“Old master, your son will get to know a widow three months from now, and they can marry by the end of the year. You will fall ill next spring, but it is nothing major. Just recuperate well and you will be fine.“

Hearing this, the old man’s eyes lit up immediately: “Really? Can my son really marry a wife?“

“Why would I lie to you? However, you must remind your son not to nest at home all day and to walk outside more often.“

The old man expressed his gratitude a thousand times, pulled out all the money on his person to stuff into Luo Chen’s hands, and walked away happily carrying his shoulder pole.

Luo Chen looked at the dozens of copper coins in his hand and smiled. Although it was not much, it was still better than nothing.

Today’s second task was completed, and he still needed to calculate one more.

He waited all the way until the sun was about to set, yet he still had not waited for a third person to arrive.

Luo Chen grew a bit anxious. If he failed to complete the task, the system’s punishment would be no laughing matter.

Just as he was preparing to pack up his stall and leave, a young woman ran over in a great hurry, her face deathly pale and covered in sweat.

“Master, help!“

Luo Chen was startled: “What is wrong?“

“My son, my son was captured by a monster!“

Luo Chen frowned: “What monster? Where is he?“

The woman pointed toward the mountain behind the town: “Right on the back mountain. My son went up the mountain this afternoon to chop firewood and has not returned yet. I went to look for him, and as a result, I saw a black shadow capture him.“

Luo Chen originally wanted to refuse. This kind of matter was too dangerous, and he might end up dragging himself into it.

However, today’s task was still uncompleted. If he did not go, the system’s punishment would be even more troublesome.

“Fine, lead me to take a look.“

The woman led Luo Chen to the back mountain. The mountain was not very high, but the trees were dense, making it feel gloomy and cold.

After walking for about half an hour, a cave appeared ahead. The entrance was pitch-black, and even a single glance inside felt chilling.

“It is right here. I saw that black shadow capture him and go inside.” The woman was shaking from fear.

Luo Chen steeled himself, walked to the entrance of the cave, and called out inside: “Is anyone in there?“

Just as his voice fell, a sinister laugh echoed from inside the cave, and then a black shadow shot out.

The black shadow emitted black energy all over its body, making its appearance impossible to see clearly. Its two eyes gleamed with a green light as it stared intently at Luo Chen.

“Another one here to court death.“

Luo Chen cursed under his breath. What kind of monster was this? This was clearly a vicious ghost.

Moreover, looking at this posture, its cultivation base was not low either.

“Brother, I am just a fortune-teller passing through here. How about you release the person, and I will pretend I did not see anything?“

The vicious ghost sneered: “Since you have come, do not even think about leaving.“

Saying that, it lunged toward Luo Chen.

Luo Chen hastily leaped backward, simultaneously activating the system to calculate a fortune for this vicious ghost to see what weaknesses it had.

[System detected. Calculating the heavenly secret for the Black Wind Ghost King. This deduction will consume one thousand points. Please confirm, Host.]

Confirm.

[The Black Wind Ghost King was originally a cultivator of the State of Tang. In the five hundredth year of Dayu, it experienced Qi Deviation due to practicing evil arts, transforming into a vicious ghost after death and occupying the back mountain of Qingniu Town for a century.]

[Its cultivation is equivalent to the human Golden Core Realm. Its weakness is a fear of fire, especially the Samadhi True Fire.]

[Today is the centennial anniversary of its death, and its cultivation has surged greatly. If it is not eliminated tonight, it will be even more difficult to deal with in the future.]

[The Host can consume one thousand of his own points to change its fate. Your current points are two thousand one hundred and eighty-nine points.]

[Hint: You have peeked at the Black Wind Ghost King’s heavenly secret. The Host can choose to conceal the heavenly secret. Reward: 500 points deducted, and a disaster from nowhere will descend.]

[The Host can also choose to disclose the heavenly secret. Punishment: points +300, and choose one of the following two punishments.]

[One: The Black Wind Ghost King’s century of ghost cultivation essence.]

[Two: The Black Wind Ghost King’s Samadhi True Fire cultivation method.]

Seeing this, Luo Chen felt reassured. As long as it was afraid of fire, things would be easy to handle.

He fished out a fire talisman from his bosom. This was something he had picked up from Xuanqing Cave before and had never used.

The vicious ghost lunged right in front of him, and Luo Chen raised his hand to throw the fire talisman.

Boom!

The fire talisman exploded, and the Samadhi True Fire instantly started burning. The vicious ghost screamed miserably as smoke rose from its entire body, and it turned around, wanting to flee.

How could Luo Chen let it escape? He fished out another fire talisman and threw it directly into the cave.

The interior of the cave instantly turned into a sea of fire. The vicious ghost wailed as it was burned, and before long, it turned into a cloud of black smoke, dispersing completely.

Luo Chen walked into the cave and found a child in the corner, looking about seven or eight years old, crying from fear.

He picked up the child and left the cave. Seeing her son safe and sound, the woman rushed over, hugging him as she cried.

“Thank you, master! Thank you, master!“

Luo Chen waved his hand: “Hurry back, and do not come to this place in the future.“

The woman thanked him a thousand times and left with the child.

Luo Chen looked at the system panel. Today’s task was finally completed.

He had also earned three hundred points, plus a Samadhi True Fire cultivation method.

Although the process was somewhat perilous, the result was quite good.

The sky had already turned dark. Luo Chen was in no hurry to travel, so he found an inn in the town to stay for the night, planning to leave tomorrow morning.

Lying on the bed, Luo Chen tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

His mind kept recalling that woman Feng Jiuwu, as well as those scenes he had viewed in the system.

Eight hundred years from now, would he really have to marry her and even have two children with her?

Just thinking about it made his head ache.

That woman was currently chasing him all over the world, wanting to capture him back to marry her, and then kill him after the marriage.

This was not marrying a wife; this was marrying King Yama.

But then again, since the system displayed it like that, it was definitely not mistaken.

The problem was, how could he make sure that woman did not kill him?

Luo Chen thought for a long time but could not think of a good method.

Forget it, there was no point in overthinking. The cart would find its way when it reached the mountain.

First, he had to survive.

Early the next morning, Luo Chen packed his things, shouldered his banner, and continued his journey.

Not long after, a city gate appeared ahead.

The city walls were towering, and the city gates were wide, with an endless flow of people coming and going.

Luo Chen looked up and saw three large words written on the city gate: Jinling City.

He had finally arrived at Jinling City, right next to Qingling City in the State of Zhao.

Luo Chen let out a sigh of relief. He was temporarily safe at last.

Entering the city, he found a cheap inn to stay at, then went out for a stroll, finding a busy street corner to set up his stall.

Just as he set up his stall, a middle-aged man who looked like a wealthy merchant approached.

“Master, fortune-telling?”

“Yes, one tael of silver per calculation.”

Without another word, the wealthy merchant took out one tael of silver and placed it on the table: “Calculate for me whether this journey of mine to do business will be smooth.”

Luo Chen let him draw a stick.

[System detected. Calculating the heavenly secret for Wang Fugui. This deduction will consume ten points. Please confirm, Host.]

Confirm.

[Wang Fugui, a native of Jinling City in the State of Tang, is forty-five years old this year. He does fabric business and possesses immense wealth. His journey this time is to go to the State of Zhao to negotiate a large business deal.]