Chapter 242

How could Qin Bi grow things in this rainless world? Qin He couldn't bear it, so furious that she fainted, her vision going dark; it took her a while to recover.

Qin He was full of unwillingness, with no one to tell, feeling stifled and miserable.

Qin He Shizi gave watermelon seeds to Qin Lang. Qin Lang ran to find Qin Bi, happily showing the seeds to Luo Bi. Just then, a servant came to call, saying the An Yuan Marquis's heir was looking for Qin Lang.

"I heard the An Yuan Marquis's Lady made many inquiries and found a well-known wandering cultivator to examine Qin Lang." Qin Lang was puzzled and said, "Presumably, someone with profound magic power is far more powerful than me; why would the An Yuan Marquis's heir come to me?"

Whenever the An Yuan Marquis's heir came looking, there was no need to ask; surely something was wrong again.

"Young Master, let us return quickly," the servant said. "The An Yuan Marquis's heir is waiting."

Qin Lang felt unsure, stood up, and said, "Sister, you should come with me too."

Qin Bi had finished dinner and had nothing to do. With so many events today, she was also curious about the An Yuan Marquis's heir's situation, so she decided to go along to take a look. She stepped to the study to tell Rong Juan.

Rong Juan said, "Go ahead."

Rong Yang followed, saying, "I'm coming too."

"No," Qin Bi told Rong Juan. "The An Yuan Marquis's heir's second aunt brings good fortune but has a vicious mind and knows a little about such things. The child is young; it is not good for him to go out at night."

Rong Juan held his youngest son and beckoned, "Rong Yang, come back and practice your calligraphy."

Rong Yang obeyed, ran obediently to the desk, sat down, and practiced his calligraphy.

When Qin Bi and Qin Lang returned to the Qin Yan Marquis's residence, Qin Yan was unusually there, accompanying the An Yuan Marquis's heir in the front hall for tea. Seeing Qin Bi arrive as well, Qin Yan raised an eyebrow. He had figured it out: his younger brothers and sisters were all great immortals.

Growing a few things was fine; the immortal sects had wood-element cultivators who planted crops. Why did they have to resort to fraud and show off?

Let them pretend. Qin Yan still had to play along and cover for them; after all, they were his cousins.

"These past few days, my mother found a wandering cultivator to examine me," the An Yuan Marquis's heir said to Qin Lang without hiding that he had sought another opinion, so as not to make Qin Lang feel uncomfortable.

"How did it go?" Qin Lang asked, showing no objection.

Neither Qin Yan nor Qin Bi minded. They only worried that if the An Yuan Marquis's heir truly had some obstruction, Qin Lang, a fortune-teller who had only recently started, might know nothing and cause a mistake. Finding another cultivator to examine him was even better.

However, as Qin Bi looked at the An Yuan Marquis's heir, her mind stirred.

It was already night, the sky dark. Qin Lang also glanced casually at the An Yuan Marquis's heir, feeling something was off but unable to pinpoint what. Qin Yan calmly sipped tea on the side.

"The cultivator said my Young Master has an evil spirit following him," the An Yuan Marquis's heir's servant stepped forward to report. He was not yet grown, serving also as a scribe. The youth said, "It has followed my Young Master for two years, saying it has settled in him. If not driven away now, it cannot be driven away later. The cultivator also said there is a problem with my Young Master's second aunt. If she doesn't look at it, her fate is hard and harms no one, but since she frequently visits the Marquis's residence, my Young Master easily falls under evil influence. The cultivator drove away the evil for several nights, and my Young Master was already better. Yet, the Second Lady came to the Marquis's residence again, and my Young Master became unwell again. After this, my Young Master feels that only Young Master Qin can see things properly."

Since the Young Master had said so, the servant naturally believed it completely and trusted Qin Lang greatly.

This comparison was not trivial. After consulting a cultivator, they found that Young Master Qin of the Qin Yan Marquis's residence performed spells more effectively. They inquired at several places, and rumors said that cultivator was good at divination, but compared to the Qin family's young master, he was no better.

To be honest, the An Yuan Marquis's residence did not place much faith in mystical arts.

After the servant finished speaking, the An Yuan Marquis's heir simply said directly, "Qin Lang, I still feel you see things better."

Qin Lang came to his senses and immediately smiled, taking out a small tea bowl. "Then I will perform a spell for you."

The An Yuan Marquis's heir knew the spell-casting procedure and sat obediently. Qin Lang took a small crystal stone, placed it in the small tea bowl, then held the bowl over the An Yuan Marquis's heir's head, waving it while chanting words.

Qin Bi whispered to Qin Yan, "The problem is huge."

"What?" Qin Yan asked, puzzled.

"His fortune value and luck value are dropping," Qin Bi told Qin Yan in a low voice.

Qin Yan: "..."

Qin Bi knew Qin Yan thought she was talking nonsense and offered no explanation, only saying, "Wait. Results will come soon. Her second aunt has a hard fate that harms others. If something good happens in her family these days, it is likely she has stolen the An Yuan Marquis's heir's fortune and luck values."

Qin Yan was suspicious and glanced at Qin Bi. Truly, one after another, they loved pretending to be great immortals and enjoyed it endlessly. Qin Yan was too lazy to care and simply changed the subject, mentioning to Qin Bi their trip to the Barbarian Lands tomorrow.

When Qin Lang finished the spell, the An Yuan Marquis's heir felt a sense of lightness throughout his body and interjected, "I'm coming too."

"Don't go," Qin Bi said, displeased. She could not say it plainly, so she only made that ambiguous remark.

Both Qin Lang and the An Yuan Marquis's heir were puzzled. Qin Bi said half seriously, half jokingly, "Go back and ask your family members. Check if anything worth celebrating has happened in your second aunt's household. Perhaps something they wished for has come true."

The An Yuan Marquis's heir did not understand the meaning of these words. When he asked again, Qin Bi said no more.

This left the An Yuan Marquis's heir uneasy, and the servant also looked confused. With nothing else to do now, the An Yuan Marquis's heir took his leave. Qin Bi departed a while later.

Qin Yan, Qin Lang, and Qin Tang went out to see her off.

At the Marquis's gate, Qin Bi brushed her skirt once. Qin Yan was full of questions. Qin Bi explained, "Driving away evil."

Qin Yan: "..."

Qin Tang: "..."

Qin Lang was puzzled but asked nothing. Qin Tang boarded the carriage to take Qin Bi back to the Wang Fu. Qin Lang did not need to go; he had just driven away evil spirits for the An Yuan Marquis's heir, and Qin Bi did not need his escort.

The next morning, when Qin Bi and her group were about to head to the Barbarian Lands, the An Yuan Marquis's heir went to find Qin Lang early. Even Qin Yan was puzzled. Could he have fallen under evil influence again?!

"My cousin's official post has been secured," the An Yuan Marquis's heir said, his mind burdened with thoughts that kept him awake all night. He rushed over, paused, and continued, "And his marriage arrangement is settled too. The chosen woman comes from a good family and is even a cultivator."

Both matters were difficult to arrange. Yet, when the An Yuan Marquis's heir returned and inquired, he learned from a clan uncle that his cousin's post had been secured and the marriage, which had seemed hopeless, was now settled.

These events happened just these past two days. The An Yuan Marquis had learned of them earlier but did not tell his heir.

"Could this be related to me?" the An Yuan Marquis's heir guessed.

Qin Lang stared at the An Yuan Marquis's heir, gave no answer, and instead called Qin Bi over.

Qin Bi was eager to leave for the Barbarian Lands. She arrived and said, "Your second aunt has no fortune, only a body full of misfortune, and those around her have no fortune either. I say this, but you may not believe me. For ten beast crystals, I will give you a definite answer."

The An Yuan Marquis's heir's heart sank. He nodded and said, "Very well, I will give you ten beast crystals."