212 Fortuneteller (1/2)
The time before the man arrived at Deo. He was visiting a certain famous fortuneteller that was regarded for its one hundred percent accuracy of reading the near future.
The fortuneteller was an avid traveler. She never stayed put in one place and always moving to the next world. It was by chance coincidence that the man stumbled upon her great presence.
Her face was always hidden under her hood but one could see her beautiful red lips. She didn't use a catalyst such as a crystal ball to read their fortune, instead, she will just answer her costumer's question without much-needed thinking.
Wherever she went, the ruler of the land would greet her personally, not daring to offend her. With one piece of information coming out of her mouth, their land might face imminent destruction or endless joy.
Many powerful cultivators wanted to seek audience with her but rarely one could and even if they somehow had the chance, paying her exorbitant price was another matter.
It was in a distant world from Deo did they meet. On a cliff staring at the horizon, the fortune teller calmly sat down and meditated. Though the wind blows brazenly, her face was still hidden under her hood as her cloak fluttered against it.
The sound of footsteps was heard before the man knelt a few spaces behind her.
”I'm here to request your aid,” asked the man humbly.
The fortuneteller chuckled, ”They all do.”
The man continued, ”I need your grace to read me about the whereabouts of a woman.”
The fortuneteller stood up before facing him. Her lips curved to a smile before she said, ”I know where she is, but it would cost you.”
The man raised his eyebrows in astonishment, she didn't even ask the name but with only a single glance at him, she knew the answer. Her extraordinary ability was truly revered by the multi-worlds.
He cupped his hands, ”May I know the price for such information.”
The fortuneteller chuckled once more, ”Give me half your spatial ring along with the item contained within, also part with your sentient weapon.”
The man opened his eyes wide. This was blatant robbery, not even an evil merchant would give such price. A sentient weapon was hard to get, let alone to be partnered with and she just told him to part with it like it was any other day in the business.
He nervously pleaded, ”Y-your grace, can you lower the price?”
Though the hope was slim, it was still there. Everything in this world was flexible, including this occasion.
The fortuneteller amused by his request, ”You dare to ask for a lower price? Not even your ruler dares to do so.”
The mention of his ruler got his body to stiffen. How could she not know who was his leader, not even him would dare to ask that, what a mere ant like him could possibly achieve.
”The decision is up to you, whether you want the information or not-? HM?!”