Chapter 1: By the West Lake
Young Master Qiao hurriedly said: "I will give you silver, I will give you silver, you teach me the method to become a divine body and open the Heavenly Eye, I will give you silver!"
The several attendants nearby, upon hearing the fortune teller speak in such a manner, were all drenched in sweat. They never expected that this person was so skilled at flattery, leaving them feeling inferior and deeply ashamed
By the West Lake, various stalls are calling out loudly, with porcelain, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, ornaments, and snacks forming a continuous array
The fortune teller chuckled softly, rose, and clasped his fists in greeting, saying: "I have long heard that the young master is a gentleman of benevolence and understanding. Today, upon meeting you, it is indeed as the rumors say. Please, take a seat, take a seat!"
Oh! Young Master Qiao is a bit anxious: "How can I open the Heavenly Eye of the Divine Body? Can you help me?"
"Young Master, the Seven-colored Mystic Light is not just a thing; it is divine light!" The diviner said with a serious expression: "The divine light protecting the body indicates that one is a celestial being descended to the mortal realm, blessed by heaven! In other words..." Leaning closer to Young Master Qiao's ear, he whispered: "It is very possible that Young Master is indeed a celestial being, here to experience the world!"
The fortune teller seemed to hesitate: "I have an eighty-year-old grandmother and a ninety-year-old grandfather. If I were to die, I fear...!" Young Master Qiao handed over two more banknotes. The fortune teller glanced at them, seemingly still unsatisfied, and with a gloomy expression said: "I also have a seven-year-old sister who has been seriously ill since she was in the womb. I have always wanted to cure her, but...!"
"Seven-colored mysterious light?" The young master was taken aback for a moment, then displayed a look of disbelief, saying: "What do you mean by seven-colored mysterious light? I didn't see anything like that."
The master chuckled softly: "Young master, the divine light protecting the body is not something ordinary people can see. Although you are a celestial being descended to the mortal realm, you are still a mortal for now and have yet to attain the divine body and open the heavenly eye, so it is impossible to see it at this moment! Once you attain the divine body and open the heavenly eye, you will be free from all ailments and may even achieve immortality. It is said that after a certain period, the heavens will invite the divine body to return, allowing one to roam freely in the heavens, where the celestial maidens are indeed very beautiful..."
Young Master Qiao expressed interest and leaned closer, saying: "What do you mean by that? What is the seven-colored mysterious light you mentioned?"
The diviner hesitated, wanting to speak but stopping short, and after a long pause, he shook his head and said: "That is a heavenly secret, and heavenly secrets must not be revealed. If they are disclosed, one will incur divine retribution, and my lifespan will be halved!"
On West Lake, painted boats glide like shuttles, and tourists come in waves. Young gentlemen and beautiful ladies row their boats on West Lake, showcasing their charm and elegance. The emerald waves ripple, clear as a mirror, with the lake surface adorned by green lotus leaves, further enhancing the boundless spring atmosphere
The fortune teller's expression darkened, and he said displeased: "Young Master Qiao, I too was raised by my parents, and my life is not to be taken lightly. How can one say that I would sell myself for a bit of silver? I apologize for my earlier words; please take your leave, please take your leave!"
The diviner waved his hand and said: "Young master, this is a matter of life and death, there can be no discussion, no discussion!"
The young master was left dumbfounded, and it was not until the mathematician finished speaking that he still wore a look of astonishment. After a long while, he finally said: "So... is that possible? Will it...!"
"Ah, young master, please hold on. I see a peculiar aura surrounding you. May I request you to pause for a moment so that I may observe?" Under a willow tree, there was a simple table with a small chair on either side. A young man in his twenties, dressed in the distinctive bagua robe of a fortune teller, sat at the inner seat, gazing in astonishment at a young master by the roadside.
Hearing someone call, the young master turned his head to look and saw a young diviner beckoning to him, asking: "Young man, were you calling me?"
Young Master Qiao hurriedly said: "Brother, brother, you must not do this, let us discuss, discuss!" He thought that if he really became an immortal, he would achieve eternal life. Moreover, with so many celestial maidens in the heavens, he would surely be able to win over a few.
The lewd servant beside him was seething with indignation. Upon hearing the diviner's words, it was evident that he was not giving the young master any face. He said fiercely, "Diviner, don't think you can refuse a toast and instead drink a punishment. If you keep this up, I will kick you to death. You held our young master earlier, and now you pretend not to say anything. Aren't you just toying with him? Brothers, this brat is itching for a beating; let's give him a good scratch!" He made a move as if to violently assault the diviner.
The young master was short and stout, yet dressed in extremely luxurious attire, leading two attendants who resembled house servants following closely behind, glancing around and indulging in the sight of beautiful women
The fortune teller pretended to be profound and said: "The secrets of heaven have already been revealed through books, and it is not wise to say more. Young Master Qiao, becoming a deity is not easy; the path is naturally arduous, so you must ponder carefully." He chuckled twice and whispered, "Perhaps all the beautiful fairies in the sky are waiting for you!"
"Alright, alright, come on, quickly tell me the method!" Young Master Qiao was anxious and restless
Young Master Qiao noticed that the fortune teller's thoughts were stirred, seemingly willing to reveal a method. Overjoyed, he immediately took out two banknotes from his pocket and stuffed them into the fortune teller's hand, urging, "Brother, I trouble you, once I become an immortal, I will go underground and have a word with King Yan, asking him not to shorten your lifespan, and by the way, I will add some more for you!"
Thank you very much! The accountant looked around and leaned closer to speak in a low voice.
Young Master Qiao immediately displayed a pig-like expression, nodding contentedly.
Young Master Qiao glanced at the greedy diviner, gritted his teeth, and, for the sake of those beautiful fairies, handed over two more banknotes. Only then did the diviner show a satisfied expression and sighed: "If it were not for my admiration for Young Master Qiao's integrity, I truly would not wish to reveal the secrets of heaven. However, since you have promised to intercede with the King of Hell for my longevity, I am willing to risk divine retribution to guide you!"
The fortune teller casually glanced at the banknote and saw that it was worth twenty taels each, totaling forty taels of silver. He felt somewhat displeased, but immediately expressed his gratitude, saying: "Young Master Qiao is generous and kind-hearted, full of compassion. I am deeply grateful, so please do me the favor of speaking to the King of Hell on my behalf!"
A gentle breeze caresses, the spring is vibrant, by the West Lake in Hangzhou, the willows sway lightly.
Young Master Qiao was eagerly hoping that the diviner would reveal the method to open the Heavenly Eye of the Divine Body. Unexpectedly, that servant had the audacity to interrupt, which truly infuriated him. In a fit of anger, he kicked out again. The servant thought he was speaking on behalf of the young master and believed the young master would not harm him. Suddenly, a kick landed on his waist, and he was immediately knocked to the ground. The young master's kick was quite powerful, causing the servant to roll several times.
The fortune teller's lips curled into a faint smile of schadenfreude as he sighed, "Young Master Qiao is just and upright, a truly rare person of discernment." After a pause, he sighed again, "For such a good person as the young master, if I do not reveal a solution, it would indeed be against the principles of heaven. However... my life, alas...!" An infinite sense of melancholy.
Suddenly, a lewd-looking servant rushed over and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking? Do you know who our young master is? This is the eldest son of the Qiao family, the pride of Hangzhou...!" Before he could finish, the fortune teller interrupted with a cold laugh, "Does that even need to be said? Looking across the entire city of Hangzhou, how many people can match such handsomeness, charm, and the combination of elegance and intelligence? Anyone who sees him knows he is the young master of the Qiao family. The noble aura he exudes makes his identity clear without any need for speculation. Your words are truly underestimating Young Master Qiao!"
The humble diviner respectfully said: "A mere diviner, with a name quite ordinary, cannot enter the ears of the young master. However, the young master possesses an extraordinary appearance, with high brows and a well-defined bone structure, destined to be an extraordinary person in the future. Today, witnessing the seven-colored mysterious light enveloping him is indeed a sign of divine protection!"
The calculator frowned and shrugged, saying: "Young Master Qiao, is this your servant? Although you are charming and graceful, your subordinates truly do not do you justice. Even if you are discussing how to become a divine body, this is not the way to go about it!"
The young master let out a satisfied "hmph," sat down, and looked at the fortune teller. Noticing his delicate features and well-defined facial contours, he remarked, "I must say, fortune teller, you have quite an eye. What is your name?"
Young Master Qiao smiled broadly and earnestly said: "Rest assured, rest assured, I have always kept my word. Once I become an immortal, I will naturally help you plead with King Yan. If I am in a good mood, who knows, I might even take you along to become an immortal!"
Young Master Qiao listened with delight. After he finished speaking, he glared at the servant and scolded, "You dog, who in Hangzhou doesn't know my reputation? Do I need you to tell me? You long-tongued creature!" He then kicked the servant in the rear.
Young Master Qiao was skeptical yet very excited, his eyes shining with curiosity: "Is what you said true? You can see my divine... that divine light protecting me? Then why can't I see it?"
The young calculator nodded repeatedly, his face filled with astonishment, and respectfully said: "Young master, you carry the seven-colored mysterious light, which is a rare sight in a hundred years. I was momentarily taken aback and spoke out of turn; please do not hold it against me"