"What, can't you figure it out?" Yang Shen asked.
"Yes, of course!" the old man hurriedly replied, without thinking further, and took out three beads and activated the secret technique.
However, this time, the three beads had just floated up when they fell down again.
"puff!"
The old man spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body quickly weakened, and his eyes widened in horror as he stared at Yang Shen.
"Are you alright?" Yang Shen asked, raising an eyebrow. He sensed that he was being watched when the old man was trying to predict his fate.
So he briefly released his divine sense to glance at the power that was spying on him, and that's how it ended.
The old man seemed to have suffered a backlash, instantly losing tens of thousands of years of his lifespan, and was about to die.
Yang Shen hurriedly used the local time reversal technique again to send the old man back to the moment he arrived.
"Young man, would you like your fortune told?"
The old man looked at Yang Shen with a smile.
“Teach me your fortune-telling method, and these ten coins are yours.”
Yang Shen pointed to the ten divine coins on the table.
The old man's breathing quickened as soon as he saw the ten divine coins.
"Well? Teach me how to tell fortunes, and these ten divine coins are yours," Yang Shen said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, the old man suppressed his greed and asked, "You want to learn fortune telling?"
Yang Shen: "Yes."
"Fortune telling is a very difficult profession. First, you need to have talent, at least to be able to see some cause and effect. Second, you need to cultivate a special set of techniques."
The old man chuckled inwardly. Fortune telling wasn't something anyone could do; teaching others wouldn't require such exorbitant fees.
"It's okay, you just need to teach me," Yang Shen said nonchalantly.
“Alright, since you want to learn, young man, then this old man will teach you. However, fortune telling is not something that can be learned in a short time. Even if you are a genius, it will take eight to ten years to see any results, and it will also cost a lot.” The old man chuckled.
Yang Shen raised an eyebrow and suddenly waved to the old man.
The old man was taken aback, then seemed to understand something and quickly leaned closer to listen.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, Yang Shen grabbed the old man's head and gently inhaled. Instantly, a vast and complex stream of memories surged forth, which he then filtered and channeled into his brow.
Soon, Yang Shen read all of the old man's memories from birth to the present, spanning hundreds of thousands of years.
"Snap!"
As soon as Yang Shen let go, the old man slumped onto the table and fainted.
"Knowing full well who I am, you still dare to blackmail me, calling me 'young man'..."
Yang Shen chuckled, then used partial time reversal again. The old man's body automatically stood up, returned to its original position, and continued to retreat.
They kept retreating for over a hundred meters before the time reversal ended.
After the time reversal ended, the old man remembered nothing and leisurely walked towards the counterfeit shop with the flag in his hand.
However, as he approached the counterfeit shop, the old man looked puzzled, because his tracking route ended there.
Strangely, the counterfeit shop was right in front of him, but he just couldn't see it. In his eyes, the shops on both sides were next to each other, and he couldn't see the counterfeit shop that was standing between the two shops at all.
"Strange, how could it not be here? It's clearly here..."
The old man frowned slightly, calculating with his fingers as he said, "That one shouldn't know about my arrival. I've caused quite a few accidents along the way, so I entered this plane 'accidentally,' without creating much karma. Besides, that one doesn't possess divine power, so they shouldn't be a god yet. There's no way they could have discovered me..."
Unbeknownst to the old man, just two or three meters away, in an area that was nonexistent to him, Yang Shen sat in a chair at the entrance of the counterfeit shop, quietly watching his performance.
"So they really came to blackmail me?"
Yang Shen chuckled as he flipped through the old man's cultivation memories in his mind.
Everything else was deleted, leaving only the information related to fortune telling.
From these memories, Yang Shen also learned that the old man was an elder of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, and his status in the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion in the Earthly Immortal Realm was quite high.
As far as the old man knew, the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion in the Earthly Immortal Realm seemed to be just a branch sect, with its headquarters in the Heavenly Realm.
"They've got quite a bit of influence," Yang Shen said in surprise.
However, the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion is different from other forces. This force only practices the art of divination, does not vie for power, and always remains neutral.
Moreover, this force is not large in number. Even at its peak, the sect's population did not exceed 10,000, which is quite small.
Yet this very force is renowned throughout the entire Earthly Immortal Realm, and almost all cultivators above the Immortal Spirit Realm know of it.
Besides these, Yang Shen discovered many other things from the old man's memories.
The forces within the Immortal Realm are intricate and far more complex than he had perceived.
Perhaps because of his rapid growth and rapid increase in strength, Yang Shen always felt that a plane was like a country, and even the entire Earthly Immortal Realm and the entire Human Alliance were like a country.
The reason for this feeling is that his worldview is too vast and his strength has increased too quickly. Before he even had a chance to come into contact with smaller forces, he had already surpassed all the super forces.
Just like Tan Yan and Huang Xue, who once struggled alongside him on Blue Star, they are probably still struggling in some remote corner, fighting and battling with various forces.
But now, Yang Shen sees the entire Immortal Realm and the entire universe.
He stands too high; he only sees the macro-level picture and cannot perceive the micro-level power dynamics, making it difficult for him to participate.
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