This迷魂香 can induce sleep, but its scent is particularly potent. Most seasoned fighters can detect it upon first whiff, rendering it useless against the old foxes of the martial world.
Coincidentally, my lack of smell played right into this old man's hands.
It seems navigating the martial world without a sense of smell is indeed a perilous affair.
"I'm confiscating this," Yu Daohen said, tucking the small glass vial into his backpack, and then he got straight to the point.
"It's been so long, my five thousand yuan should have grown to fifty thousand with interest. Pay me back now."
Yu Daohen's words almost made Zhang Dade choke to death.
He immediately erupted in a torrent of curses.
"Damn it, you're out of your mind, wanting money like this! Even loan sharks aren't as ruthless as you!"
Yu Daohen wasn't there to negotiate. He pointed to the Kang Long Jian strapped to his lower back: "Either pay me back, or do as I say."
Zhang Dade chuckled dismissively, speaking in the most hardened tone with the most cowardly words: "I'm very busy right now."
Yu Daohen found Zhang Dade's demeanor rather speechless.
What kind of act was this fellow putting on?
"You're supposed to be a fortune teller, but why can't I see the aura on your face?" Yu Daohen asked slowly.
Despite his lewd remarks, this fellow did possess some skill. But why couldn't he see his aura?
Zhang Dade sheepishly scratched the back of his head: "Actually, I'm only half a fortune teller, a mere layman. I did intend to become a proper disciple, but my talent wasn't enough. After three years of study, I achieved nothing."
Hearing this, Yu Daohen felt a pang of exasperation.
So, after all this effort, this fellow was just a layman with no real skill.
What a waste of time.
"Fine, since that's the case, just return my money," Yu Daohen said, reaching out to claim his five thousand yuan.
If the matter couldn't be resolved, he couldn't just leave the money behind.
Five thousand yuan – that was enough to buy the little girl a few more dresses.
Seeing this, Zhang Dade quickly interjected: "Young master, you can't go back on your word like this."
Yu Daohen found Zhang Dade's anxious look amusing: "Alright, I won't scare you anymore. Who was your master?"
Zhang Dade grinned and uttered a few words: "My master was Li Tian."
Yu Daohen was shocked, disbelieving: "Li Tian, known as the Fortune Immortal?"
Zhang Dade nodded: "That's right, Li Tian is my master."
"I know Master Guan. Don't try to fool me."
Yu Daohen looked at Zhang Dade, shaking his head with disdain.
Who was Li Tian?
He was known throughout the martial world. Master Guan, the unparalleled fortune teller, was his disciple.
This meant this fellow was Master Guan's martial brother.
This guy could actually be Li Tian's disciple?
Zhang Dade nodded affirmatively and took out a jade pendant from his pocket, placing it on the table: "I have proof."
Yu Daohen frowned at the "Li" character on the jade pendant. This was indeed the disciple's jade given to apprentices of Li Tian.
This fellow was actually Li Tian's disciple.
Yu Daohen's worldview crumbled. The disciple of the esteemed Fortune Immortal was involved in scams and deception.
Zhang Dade, seeing Yu Daohen's contemptuous expression, inquired: "May I ask what you wish to divine?"
Yu Daohen, with little hope, began: "I want you to help me find someone's location."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Dade became confident: "If it's just finding someone's location, it's not difficult. To be honest, I haven't learned much else, but the only thing I've mastered is the art of locating people."
Yu Daohen looked at Zhang Dade with lingering suspicion: "Can you really divine it?"
Zhang Dade patted his chest confidently: "If I can't divine it, I'll stand on my head and eat shit right here."
Yu Daohen looked at the self-assured Zhang Dade and couldn't help but regard him with a little more respect.
To be the disciple of the Fortune Immortal, one must surely be no ordinary person.
Zhang Dade took out paper and a brush from his pocket and smiled: "Just write any character on the paper, and I guarantee I can divine it."
This wasn't Zhang Dade bragging. While his other divination skills were a mess, his ability to locate people was something even his junior martial brother, Master Guan, admitted was inferior.
Yu Daohen picked up the brush, thought for a moment, and wrote the character "富" (Fù - wealth/rich).
Zhang Dade, full of confidence, picked up the character "富" from the table and began to examine it.
Yu Daohen watched as Zhang Dade suddenly became serious.
When he was serious, this fellow actually had a bit of a master's demeanor.
After about two minutes, Zhang Dade's face suddenly broke into a smile.
Seeing this, Yu Daohen's heart leaped, and he quickly asked: "How is it? Where is this person now?"
Zhang Dade stroked his graying beard and praised: "A good character!"
"Damn it!" Yu Daohen felt like reporting the Kang Long Jian to let him experience the futility of existence.
Just moments ago, he thought this fellow might have some substance, but now he realized he had been mistaken.
This guy was nothing but a swindler.
Seeing Yu Daohen's anger, Zhang Dade quickly tried to explain: "Wait a moment, let me explain first."
Yu Daohen didn't believe this old man had any real ability: "I'd like to hear your explanation."
Zhang Dade's eyes became serious, and he slowly said: "I've divined it, and I can't find any trace of this person's location."
Upon hearing this, Yu Daohen snorted: "I think your cultivation is too shallow, or you simply don't have the skill."
Zhang Dade shook his head and said sternly: "Perhaps I might spout nonsense about other matters, but when it comes to finding people, even if you brought Young Master Guan here, he couldn't surpass me."
Yu Daohen looked at Zhang Dade's serious expression and inquired: "Then what does this situation mean?"
Zhang Dade replied truthfully: "There are only two possibilities. One is that this person is already dead, and the other is that this person has used some means to conceal their tracks."
Yu Daohen fell silent, his mind lost in thought.
Zhou Fu, where on earth are you?
The destination Yu Daohen was heading to was about a two-day train journey away.
During these two days, Yu Daohen, having nothing else to do, chatted with Zhang Dade.
The train slowly came to a halt. Zhang Dade raised his hand to bid farewell to Yu Daohen: "Young master, I have something to say, though I don't know if I should."
Yu Daohen nodded: "Go ahead."
Zhang Dade advised: "I strongly suggest you stop searching for your disciple."
Yu Daohen seemed confused: "Why?"
Zhang Dade shook his head without revealing the truth: "Perhaps your destinies have run their course, and you simply cannot find him."
Yu Daohen cupped his hands: "Thank you for the reminder. We shall meet again."
Zhang Dade, seeing that Yu Daohen had no intention of giving up, nodded helplessly: "We shall meet again."
Watching Yu Daohen's retreating back, Zhang Dade sighed and shook his head helplessly.
Actually, there was a third possibility: the original person had died, and the one alive now was merely an imposter.
According to his previous divination, that young man faced a death tribulation.
The Zhou Fu living in this world now was merely an imposter.