Checking in for 100,000 Years-Chapter 790: Accepting Destiny Without Worrying

Chapter 790: Chapter 790: Accepting Destiny Without Worrying

Ziluo City. One of the ten major cities of the Plough Heaven Dynasty, it was massive in scale and extremely prosperous.

Subtle fluctuations in the void, unnoticed by anyone, allowed two figures—one tall, one short—to quietly appear on the streets of Ziluo City.

"Brother, where is this?" Little Seven blinked her cute, sparkling big eyes, looking around with a stunned expression. "Weren’t we just cultivating in the carriage? How did we suddenly end up in such a thriving city?" she asked in surprise.

Ye Yun held Little Seven’s small hand, looked around, and said with a smile, "This is Ziluo City. You’ve been in secluded cultivation for so long, reaching the Divine Bridge Realm on this journey. I brought you out for a stroll to experience the bustle of the world."

Little Seven giggled. "Brother, I actually want to cultivate more and reach the Nirvana Realm as soon as possible!"

I know, you’re not far from the Nirvana Realm, Ye Yun thought, though he said outwardly, "So it’s good for your cultivation to walk among mortals now!" He felt a sense of helplessness and could only try to persuade her patiently. He didn’t like Little Seven sitting in the carriage cultivating day after day without saying a word. Seeing her so singularly focused on cultivation caused an inexplicable ache in his heart.

I don’t know why. Ever since Little Seven had entered the Divine Bridge Realm, Ye Yun had felt an instinctive resistance, a reluctance... he didn’t want Little Seven to continue making breakthroughs. I know this thought of mine is ridiculous. This little girl, Little Seven... her biggest dream has always been to break through to the Nirvana Realm. I should help her achieve it.

"Alright, Brother, you call the shots!" Little Seven suddenly stuck out her pink little tongue and said with a beaming smile.

"Let’s wander around Ziluo City for a day. You can eat whatever you want, play whatever you want. After a day of fun, we’ll go back to cultivation. How does that sound?" Ye Yun suggested with a laugh.

"Sure!" Little Seven agreed happily.

Hand in hand with Little Seven, Ye Yun slowly walked down the bustling streets, stopping from time to time to generously buy her some small trinkets that girls liked. A smile graced Ye Yun’s face, his eyes brimming with warmth. He quite enjoyed this ordinary, heartwarming kind of life.

In a corner of the street, an old Daoist priest in ragged clothes held a long banner. He leaned against the wall, his eyelids slightly parted, observing Ye Yun and Little Seven in the distance.

Written on the banner was a single line:

Content with destiny, hence free from worry.

The old Daoist muttered to himself, his voice so low that the words seemed to swirl around him, audible only to himself. These two people are quite odd...

Suddenly, an ancient voice echoed in the old Daoist’s mind. Indeed, they are strange. That little girl possesses incredible fortune; her head is wreathed in a purple aura, like a Purple Dragon coiling around her—clearly a favorite of the Heavenly Dao. The young man in white, on the other hand, is shrouded in a thick layer of misfortune’s grey aura and an ominous Super Divine Dragon Breath, as if he doesn’t have much life left to live—truly the image of a premature demise... Heh, at a glance, he is definitely a cast-off child of the Heavenly Dao!

The old Daoist chuckled internally. Elder, I didn’t expect you to be awake!

I was awakened by the convergence of these two individuals’ destinies, the ancient voice replied. So I opened my eyes to take a look. I didn’t expect it to be so eye-opening. Such a stark contrast in fortune, appearing in a pair of siblings... Tsk, tsk, unbelievable...

The old Daoist was astonished. Elder, in all my life, I’ve seen countless people, but I’ve never encountered anyone shrouded in such a dense grey aura of misfortune. It’s as if the Heavenly Dao’s resentment towards him has reached an absolute extreme!

I, too, have never seen such a person! According to the theories of destiny, such individuals can indeed exist in the world. However, even a typical cast-off child of the Heavenly Dao wouldn’t possess an aura of misfortune as intense as his—it’s likely he bears the concentrated misfortune of a hundred such outcasts... the ancient voice said with a bitter laugh.

The old Daoist sighed softly. It’s a wonder, isn’t it, that such a man is still alive. He truly is an anomaly!

Perhaps he’s just incredibly resilient, the ancient voice continued. Though, I can see he has an extraordinary temperament, and his cultivation base doesn’t seem weak either. It’s just that I can’t see it clearly...

The old Daoist laughed, a hint of arrogance in his eyes. Elder, on the Cangnan Continent, who could possibly be my match? Perhaps that young man in white is merely hiding his cultivation base using some Secret Technique!

Do you have something in mind? the ancient voice asked.

The old Daoist sighed. That young girl, her fortune is immense, with a purple aura like a dragon above her head. I want to take her as my disciple and use her luck to counteract the Curse within me...

That is one method, the ancient voice conceded. You’ve gone in and out five times now and can no longer leave. Now that you’ve finally found such a promising candidate with a dragon-like purple aura, you naturally cannot let this opportunity pass!

The old Daoist smiled faintly, nodding with confidence. Good, I’ll go and recruit that little girl right now!

The next moment, he vanished as if by magic.

Ye Yun, still holding Little Seven’s hand, strolled along the streets with great interest.

"Little Seven, are you hungry? Shall I take you to eat something good?" Ye Yun asked with a smile.

Little Seven patted her stomach and asked with a giggle, "Brother, I want to eat Eight Treasures Chicken. Do you know where we can find it?"

"The largest restaurant up ahead should have it!" Ye Yun said, laughing.

They had only walked a dozen or so steps further when an old Daoist in ragged clothing at a nearby street corner shook the long banner in his hand.

"Young master, young miss, please wait a moment," the old Daoist said, his face wreathed in an amiable smile. "You both have an extraordinary bearing, clearly not ordinary people. Would you care for this old Daoist to read your fortune?"

"Read our fortune?" Ye Yun chuckled softly, giving the old Daoist a meaningful look. This old Daoist... he’s actually using some kind of Secret Technique to conceal his real Super Divine Dragon Breath. Quite a sophisticated method... Ye Yun didn’t rush to expose him, looking instead at Little Seven.

"Brother, I’ve never had my fortune told before! Why don’t we try it?" Little Seven said with a smile, her interest piqued.

Ye Yun nodded. He led Little Seven over to the old Daoist.

The old Daoist, smiling broadly, took out several Copper Coins and handed them to Little Seven.

"Young maiden, toss these Copper Coins on the ground, and this old Daoist will take a look for you..."

"Alright." Little Seven clutched the Copper Coins in both hands, nervously pressing them to her forehead. She muttered something under her breath and then abruptly cast the coins.

CLATTER!

Several Copper Coins landed on the ground.

The old Daoist glanced at them and said, somewhat stunned, "Young maiden, your divination is truly excellent—the highest fortune! You’ve recently met a benefactor, and everything has been going smoothly for you, right?"

"You old Daoist, you’re quite accurate!" Little Seven said, grinning.

"Young maiden, this old Daoist is also proficient in physiognomy," the old Daoist’s expression suddenly turned grave. "Just now, I noticed the space between your eyebrows was a bit dark. It seems that in the near future, you will face the danger of demise..."

"Danger of demise?" Little Seven gasped, her small face turning pale with fright.

Ye Yun’s lips curled into a sarcastic smile. "You old Daoist, don’t talk such nonsense! My sister is perfectly fine. How could she be in danger of demise?"

"Young master, this old Daoist is not spouting nonsense. It is the absolute truth," the old Daoist replied solemnly.