Why Am I a Priestess When I Reach the Maximum Level? - [Vol. 6] Chapter 72

[Vol. 6] Chapter 72: The One-Eyed Diviner

Since this place is set up in the Chamber, it’s obviously here to do business. However, to be honest, the business of this “One-Eyed Diviner” doesn’t seem to be going very well. Or perhaps… it would be more fitting to say it could be described as “empty” or “deserted.”

Aside from the four who had just arrived, Violet and her group, the only other person at the table was a gray-haired girl dressed in clothes similar to those of a fortune-teller, with a hood over her head. She looked like she might be a disciple of the One-Eyed Diviner. She was sitting upright, focused on studying a few bamboo slips covered in text.

“Twenty-five days in the heavens, thirty in the earth… what was… what was it again?”

When Murong Yun and the others approached, the girl was still engrossed in writing on the bamboo slips, barely noticing their arrival. After waiting a moment, Murong Yun raised his hand and gently tapped the table.

“Xiao Yi, still doing your homework?”

“Ah! Who’s there?!”

The sudden voice and the looming shadow seemed to startle the girl. She let out a high-pitched scream and sprang up from her seat like a spring. Instinctively, she grabbed a wooden sword from under the table. The sword looked harmless, more like a toy than a weapon, but she held it in front of her, ready to defend herself, her face full of confusion and suspicion.

The middle-aged man, however, seemed to be used to the girl’s behavior. He just shook his head helplessly and said, “It’s me, Murong Yun. It’s been half a year, and you’re still the same.”

“Huh… Uncle Yun? Is it really you? You’re still alive?!”

“What do you mean by ‘still alive’…”

When the girl saw the visitor’s face and outfit, she quickly lowered the wooden sword, looking embarrassed. She rubbed her hands nervously.

“Ahahaha, what I meant was… it’s been a long time, Uncle Yun. You look even better than the last time we met.”

As she said this, the girl began to speak more confidently.

“Heavenly light shines, auspicious energies rise at the door. This must be a sign that you’ve encountered a fortunate being and received their kindness, right?”

Murong Yun glanced at Violet and the others, who appeared slightly surprised, then smiled faintly and said without elaborating, “No wonder you’re the proud disciple of the old One-Eyed Diviner. Your divination skills have really reached a whole new level, just like his. Anyway, I didn’t come here just for old times… I have business.”

Following his gaze, Xiao Yi finally noticed the other three people beside Murong Yun. It seemed like she suddenly realized and hurriedly began nodding her head frantically in a fluster.

“Oh, oh! Look at me, so caught up in my reading!”

She quickly moved to the back of the desk and shook the One-Eyed Diviner, who had been dozing off from the start. Even the loud noises earlier hadn’t seemed to wake him up.

“Father, Father, wake up! We have guests! Uncle Yun’s here!”

But even with her shaking, the man remained completely unfazed, still reclining comfortably in his chair as if in deep meditation, ignoring her entirely.

Xiao Yi scratched her head in frustration, thought for a moment, and then retrieved a scented pouch from under the desk. She waved it in front of the diviner’s nose.

This did the trick.

“Ah… Achoo!!”

With a loud sneeze, the man finally opened his eyes, clearly annoyed.

“How noisy… What time is it? Why are you disturbing my peace like this? Didn’t I say to just chase away any unnecessary people?”

“Father, it’s Uncle Yun.”

“Uncle Yun?”

Muttering to himself, the middle-aged diviner lazily followed his daughter’s pointing finger and finally looked toward the four of them.

Violet, of course, was also observing him closely.

The One-Eyed Diviner, like his daughter, was from the common gray-haired race of the Western Origin Spirit Kingdom. However, compared to the delicate features of Xiao Yi, he didn’t look as pleasant. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with a narrow forehead and thin lips, giving off an impression of being sly and untrustworthy right from the start.

To be honest, the priestess hadn’t expected Xiao Yi to be his daughter. It seemed, she probably took after her mother more.

And… this guy is actually an ordinary person. At least, Violet couldn’t feel any energy flow from him. Even someone like Murong Yun, a body cultivation warrior, should have something like internal energy. She couldn’t quite figure out what kind of person he was.

His gaze swept across them, and he quickly stopped showing signs of impatience. He spoke up first.

“So it’s you, huh… I didn’t expect you to still be alive. After that near-death ordeal, there’s no way you could’ve made it on your own. Looks like you got lucky and met a benefactor.”

Click, click, he really did talk like that. It was clear they were father and daughter.

Murong Yun nodded calmly. “I’m indeed fortunate to have survived and made it back here, but old One-Eye, you were the one who told me that I couldn’t avoid that calamity and that the only chance of survival was to go to the [Tidal Deep Valley] under Yangyuan City and unravel its mysteries. You haven’t forgotten that, have you?”

The One-Eyed Diviner slightly curled his lips. “Tch… knowing the heavens is easy, but defying them is hard. I was just saying that offhand, it’s your luck that you didn’t die. Alright, alright, what brings you back here this time?”

“Well, part of it is to let you know I’m safe, and the other part is that we need your help to find someone.”

“Find someone…?”

The One-Eyed Diviner stroked the sparse beard on his chin, and his crafty eyes moved back and forth over the three girls standing next to Murong Yun, as if he was observing something.

After a moment, he looked a bit surprised and spoke again. “Your new friends? Aren’t you going to introduce them to me?”

Murong Yun nodded slightly. “This is Miss Ling Feng, this is Miss Bai’er, and this is Miss Violet. These three are friends I met on my trip to Yangyuan City. We’re here together to find someone.”

“Looking for someone? Heh, the person you’re looking for isn’t simple.”

Noticing the subtle difference in how the middle-aged man addressed the three girls, the One-Eyed Diviner narrowed his already narrow eyes, chuckling softly.

“I see, so the benefactor who helped you through your calamity is this little black-haired girl, huh? It’s rare to see someone with such pure blood… But you really are a lucky guy, even your benefactor for solving troubles is such a delicate little girl. Heh…”

The middle-aged man in white suddenly grew serious and spoke in a deep voice.

“Old One-Eye, you can’t make reckless comments when it comes to a girl’s reputation. Be careful, trouble can come from your words. These three are just my friends, nothing more.”

“Heh heh, I know, I know. You, Murong Yun, couldn’t possibly attract such expensive peach blossoms. I’m just joking, you’re still so serious, always so boring,” the One-Eyed Diviner said with a casual smile.

“Besides, trouble from words? We fortune-tellers, who peer into the heavens and defy fate, already treat life and death lightly. I’m not afraid of even the heavens themselves, so why should I fear people?” he continued, shrugging off the comment.

“Alright, enough with the idle talk. Whether you’re looking for someone, something, or some mysterious opportunity, there are rules that can’t be broken. If you want me to act…” He raised a hand and held up one finger.

“First, pay ten million gold coins. Then, depending on the situation, the price may increase.”

“How… how much?!” Bai’er almost shouted in surprise, her voice high with disbelief.

“For just a divination, you’re asking for ten million gold coins?! Even hiring a whole Daoist temple with hundreds of people to conduct a grand ritual wouldn’t cost that much! Are you serious?!”

The One-Eyed Diviner raised his remaining eye, glaring at her.

“Oh, little girl, you’re quite familiar with the market price of our profession. You’re right, what you said is true,” he said, his tone mocking.

“But, you get what you pay for. My divination, the ‘One-Eyed God’s Divination,’ is unparalleled, so the price is naturally high.”

He shook his head, seemingly unbothered by offending them, and casually added, “Ten million gold coins, not a single copper less. If you can’t come up with it, please leave.”

“Well, well…” Violet now understood why this stall was set up inside the Spirit Veil Merchant Guild but was largely ignored.

At least his price was on par with some of the rare treasures, right? The ancient beast egg, Yunmeng, was priced at ten million gold coins, and that was almost at the level of purchasing gold-tier equipment. Calling it an astronomical price wasn’t far off.

Although Violet and her group weren’t lacking in money, it didn’t seem right to let themselves be taken advantage of so easily.

Naturally, their gazes turned toward the middle-aged man, who had been leading the way.