Thus, Zhong Xue and Huang Ruoyan drank together.
The two chatted and laughed.
They confided in each other.
And talked about interesting things.
...
Meanwhile, at the Zhonghai Grand Hotel.
The temporary stronghold of the Jinmen.
The people of Jinmen were all on high alert, their expressions growing more grim.
"Old man, who exactly is that guy?"
"Yeah!"
"How could he be so powerful?"
"And, is he here to deal with our Jinmen!"
The Jinmen members spoke one after another,
Quite agitated.
Jin Hai, with a stern face, said word by word, "All I can tell you is that the young man's strength is extraordinary!"
"Remember, if you can avoid offending him, try not to!"
"This..." The Jinmen members were stunned by his words, was he really that formidable?
Thinking this, their faces all turned grim.
"Old man, is that guy really that terrifying?"
"Mmm-hmm!"
"His strength is truly terrifying!" Jin Hai reiterated, "As I said, if you can avoid offending him, try not to!"
"Also, this time thirty-six sects have gathered their strong individuals in Zhonghai, try to avoid their sharp edge!"
"Of course, now is not the time to offend them!"
"It won't be too late to strike hard when we get onto the stage!"
The Jinmen members, all listening to Old Master Jin, nodded in agreement.
"Alright, it's getting late, you can all withdraw!"
Jin Hai waved his hand, looking exhausted.
To be honest, Chen Fan's appearance tonight had a significant impact on him.
After cultivating diligently for many years, he found himself unable to defeat a young man.
Frankly, he felt displeased and frustrated just thinking about it.
Seeing this, the Jinmen members no longer lingered and retreated!
...
Thus, a night passed.
Less than two days remained until the competition between the thirty-six sects.
That is, today, more and more martial artists appeared in Zhonghai, some disguised, some not, but all sorts of people.
More individuals wearing strangely shaped clothes appeared.
Even more Taoist priests were seen...
Chen Fan woke up early, had a simple breakfast, and walked the streets of Zhonghai.
Due to his attire, he wasn't too ordinary, so no one thought of him as a master!
As he walked...
Before long, a Taoist priest in a grey robe approached. https:/
This Taoist priest gave off an aura of scholarly elegance.
He stroked his goatee, appearing ancient and frail.
"Young man, I see we are fated. How about I tell your fortune?"
The old Taoist priest had a smile on his face.
"If it's not accurate, it's free!"
Chen Fan was not interested in these old Taoist priests and casually said, "Get out of the way, I'm not in the mood to deal with you now!"
The old Taoist priest immediately said, "Young man, it's early in the morning, don't be so discouraging! Just let me get my first customer of the day!"
"Let's bring in some good luck!"
Chen Fan frowned, "Old man, I said it again, hurry up and leave, don't force me to act! I warn you, if I make a move, you'll regret it!"
The old Taoist priest was a bit displeased now, "If you don't want a reading, then don't. Why say such things? It seems we have no fate with the Taoist sect!"
Chen Fan glanced sideways at the old Taoist priest and ignored him.
He continued on his way.
Just like that, the old Taoist priest stopped, but after a while, he approached again, sticking to him like a piece of medicinal plaster, "Young man, really, won't you let me tell your fortune?"