Chapter 1: Fortune telling in the park (Part 1)

At the 5:30, the public park was already bustling.
The aunts doing aerobics occupied the largest square.
The lakeside viewing platform was a good place for lovers to know each other.

Lin Qingyin, who carried cardboard around the public park for a long time,  finally sat cross-legged under an ancient tree and put the cardboard in her hand in front of her.
There were two big elegant words written on the cardboard: Fortune-telling! Followed by small letters saying: Divination for a thousand yuan!

People walking nearby couldn’t help but take a look, shook their heads, and then sighed at the contents.

“What do children learn nowadays? Instead of studying, they come up with these deceptive things!”

“Not only that, look at her.
She seems to be a middle school student.
Their teacher must have given them a few homework.
I don’t know who exactly lacking in morality.”

“My family received pamphlets from the police saying that we should believe in science and rejects such superstition.
I will bring it later and let this girl look at it.
How can she not believe in science at such a young age!”

“1,000 yuan for divination? This child must be crazy about money.
If she talks about it, she will get 1,000 yuan.
Then, I’d rather also be a fortune teller.”

“… …”

“… …”

Listening to their uncontrolled voice, Lin Qingyin stared blankly at her cardboard.
If she has money to buy resources for her cultivation, why would she drop her level and tell a fortune in the park?

She, Lin Qingyin, was the leader of the divination school in the cultivation world.
She had the title of the best in divination.
If someone wants to ask her for divination, that someone must offer her the top quality of magical weapon and wait for her decision if she will make a divination or not.
However, right now, she was just sitting on the ground and casually put cardboard stating 1,000 yuan per divination, but she was being pointed by others?

If it wasn’t… …

Ha, who didn’t let her ascend after performing thunder tribulation? Her thousand years of cultivation turned to nothing.
However, it’s good that she survived, and so she didn’t have so many requests.

Lin Qingyin looked down at the red plum-shaped birthmark on her right wrist and fell into deep thoughts.

When she woke up, she found herself in a completely strange world, but her body right now resembled her face and shape to her previous self.
Even the red plum-shaped birthmark on her arm was the same.
The only difference was there was no trace of her previous cultivation level.