Chapter 1

Snow Moon City.

Outside the Half-Moon Inn.

A small, exquisite fortune-telling stall stood by the street, looking exceptionally eye-catching!

Because hanging on both sides of the stall were two lines of large characters:

Can know the past, can measure the future!

Defy the heavens to change fate, turn the universe upside down!

The residents of Snow Moon City were not particularly surprised by these words,

because every so often, there were always a few wandering fortune-tellers coming and going,

setting up stalls here to tell fortunes for a few pieces of silver,

shouting and chanting, half-concealing and half-guessing.

The gentlemen would play and sing for themselves, boasting and blowing their own horns.

Everyone was long accustomed to phrases like "half-immortal in the world" or "divine calculation of heavenly secrets."

If the fortune was told accurately, people would respectfully hand over three or five coins as a sign of respect.

If the fortune was told poorly, the gentlemen would inevitably invite roars of laughter, and the fortune-teller would seize the opportunity to slip away.

But the small stall before them was completely different.

It was almost fixed under the eaves of the Half-Moon Inn, and the stall owner had no intention of running away at all.

Directly above the stall, there was another line of extremely striking large characters—No pay if not accurate!

Yet even so, business at the small stall remained sparse.

Pedestrians came and went; some stopped, some watched, some pointed and gestured.

Some were eager to try, but were grabbed by the people beside them, and in the end, they could only shake their heads and sigh, forced to give up.

It wasn't because there was anything wrong with the stall itself, but because the owner was simply too young.

Young to an absurd degree, not even looking like a fortune-teller at all.

At this moment,

Su Hang, dressed in coarse white robes, sat on a small stool, waiting quietly in front of the stall.

Seeing the pedestrians coming and going, not a single person was willing to come over for a reading.

At this moment, Su Hang felt an indescribable sense of frustration in his heart.

This was not hard to understand; ordinary fortune-tellers were all immortal-looking, with the air of a master, some even carrying long swords or holding whisk brooms, and everyone they met had to call them "Master."

But Su Hang was different. He was only twenty years old, and his appearance was delicate; he looked more like a young master from a noble family who had never seen the world. How could he look even half like a fortune-teller?

It was precisely because of this that there were always many onlookers at Su Hang's stall, but few people getting their fortunes told.

No,

it wasn't that there were few people,

it was that so far, there hadn't been a single customer.

Thinking of this, Su Hang couldn't help but sigh again:

"What to do..."

"If I don't get a customer soon, I'm really going to be drinking the northwest wind!"

"The cost of living in Snow Moon City is so high, even the northwest wind is expensive, you know!"

In fact, Su Hang was not from this world.

To be precise, he was a corporate slave from the twenty-first century,

who had died suddenly in his office after working overtime for five consecutive days.

When he woke up, he discovered he had transmigrated.

The world before him was a comprehensive martial arts world that fused multiple dynasties including the Great Qin, Great Song, Great Ming, Great Sui, Great Han, Liyang, and Beili.

The Great Qin Dynasty was located in the far west, possessing the most abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and thus had a large group of famous masters like the Moon God, Ge Nie, and Jing Ke.

The Great Song Dynasty was located in the Central Plains, possessing the most orthodox ancient and modern martial arts, and thus had a large group of top experts like Wang Wang Chongyang, the Four Greats of the World, the Nameless Divine Monk, Dugu Dugu Qiubai, and Senior Xiaoyaozi.

The Great Ming Dynasty was also located in the Central Plains, possessing the most diverse martial arts in the world, and thus had earth-shaking top powerhouses like Ximen Ximen Chuixue, Xie Xie Xiaofeng, Bai Bai Yujing, Pang Ban, and Dongfang Bubai.

The Great Sui Dynasty was located in the southwest, possessing the most evil martial arts in the world; the demonic path was the most prosperous, even able to enter the halls of government and make the reigning emperor bow his head.

The Great Han Dynasty was in the far east, possessing the earliest martial arts in the world; their martial arts formed their own system, producing the most famous families and masters, causing the world to look on with respect.

Besides these, there were the Liyang and Beili dynasties in the far north; these two dynasties also produced many experts, exhausting the limits of martial arts, having already taken half a step into the path of immortality, making them the regions with the most explosive power levels in the entire comprehensive martial arts world.

Facing this complex and dangerous world,

Su Hang had originally thought he would awaken a golden finger like an invincible ring or immortal cultivation techniques,

but he hadn't expected to awaken a Heavenly Secret Deduction System.

In short,

Su Hang needed to obtain divination fees through fortune-telling, and then exchange the equivalent fees for lottery cards.

Only after obtaining lottery cards could he participate in the lottery to receive rewards from this world.

But since the golden finger awakened, a full half-month had passed, and Su Hang hadn't even managed to get a single deal.

Thinking of this, Su Hang couldn't help but feel a bit discouraged.

Just at this moment,

he heard a strange voice ring out:

"No pay if not accurate?"

"Is that true?"

Su Hang looked up and saw a woman standing before him, six or seven feet tall, wearing a cloak and dressed in white.

Although she wore an ugly mask and her clothes were as loose as possible,

her figure was graceful and her posture was elegant; she was clearly a young girl,

and how could a few rags hide that?

Even from a distance, Su Hang could still feel the lingering fragrance emanating from her.

Seeing a customer had arrived, Su Hang immediately summoned all his energy,

squeezed out a smile, and said:

"Of course!"

"If I get even one word wrong, I'll take off my own head and give it to you!!"

"Hee hee..." Teased by Su Hang, the woman couldn't help but laugh softly.

Only then did Su Hang realize that she had deliberately made that strange voice just to deceive people.

The real her had a laugh like a bell, exceptionally pleasant to the ear.

A moment later,

the woman stopped laughing and continued:

"Then give me a reading."

"But let's be clear, no pay if not accurate!"

Su Hang nodded seriously, thinking to himself that since he had transmigrated here and knew all the plotlines, in this entire comprehensive martial arts world, any cat or dog that could be named, one by one, wasn't it all just easy pickings?