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Aunt Seven tugged on Wei Yanlin, ignoring his petrified expression when he saw Chu Yuening. She chided, "Yanlin, if I help you bring in business, don't forget to pay your commission. You can't exclude Aunt Seven from such matters!"

With that, Aunt Seven forcibly pulled the stiff and frozen Wei Yanlin back to her side. She beamed at Chu Yuening first.

"Not mentioning the specific location, perhaps it's just because your skills aren't refined enough to make the calculation, right?"

Aunt Seven had witnessed Chu Yuening's fortune-telling several times. She assumed that every fortune-teller should be at this level. Besides, she believed that Chu Yuening was just average in terms of abilities. After all, most of her predictions were not earth-shattering events; she had even helped an old lady find her dog.

"Young man, I won't hide it from you. Master Wei is a prodigy, trained by a renowned master. Many wealthy tycoons in Hong Kong know him, and he ranks among the top ten feng shui masters in the city. He's been featured in newspapers and even on television."

"Master Wei is truly impressive!"

Proudly finishing her statement, Aunt Seven then glanced disdainfully at Chu Yuening. "Unlike this one, who dares to call himself a master at such a young age? He's not even as good as my nephew's single leg."

Saying that, Aunt Seven patted Lin Jiahua's chest, assuring him with an awkward expression.

"Don't worry, let my nephew give you a reading!"

The neighborhood's curious gazes turned to Wei Yanlin.

The young Taoist's handsome face was stern and frigid as he walked with grace, his straw sandals stepping lightly on the ground. His wide Taoist robe dragged along the floor, exuding an ethereal aura.

Just as the neighbors were convinced that this man was indeed an enlightened master,

the young Taoist suddenly knelt down with a thud, hugging Chu Yuening's thigh and weeping bitterly.

"Master, could you please teach me that lightning-summoning spell you just used?"

Chapter 31

Wei Yanlin was like a stubborn barnacle.

The teasing glances from the neighbors kept coming their way.

Feeling the heat on her face, Chu Yuening couldn't help but shake her leg slightly, looking embarrassed. "What's the matter? Can't you stand up and talk?"

She was only twenty years old, yet she had to receive such reverence.

Truly... truly a premature aging experience.

The words of Boss Huang that day were vivid in her mind; instead of becoming a goddess in a temple to be worshipped, she was being bowed to by a fellow practitioner.

Seventh Aunt's expression was even more entertaining, cycling through every color of the rainbow. With her left hand on her hip and her right hand reaching for Wei Yanlin's ear, she scolded him fiercely.

"Are you going crazy? A sheep's horn convulsion? How could such a thing exist? You want to kneel before a little girl?"

With his ear being twisted, Wei Yanlin cried out in pain and, fearing Seventh Aunt might say something even more rebellious, he tore off a piece of his Taoist robe and stuffed it into her glossy red lips.

"Wu wu wu..."

As Seventh Aunt continued talking, a piece of cloth was forced into her mouth.

Wei Yanlin clasped his hands together towards Seventh Aunt, begging helplessly, "Seventh Aunt, please stop talking. Don't hold me back."

He had initially thought Chu Yuening was a novice, but she turned out to be a fully-leveled exorcist?

Thinking about the boasts made by Boss Huang, Wei Yanlin couldn't help blushing. If Chu Yuening was a rookie, what did that make him? A fighting rooster among rookies?

The newspaper hadn't been wrong.

Chu Yuening's divinations were always accurate, earning her the title of a divine soothsayer.

The most impressive feat was that bolt of heavenly lightning.

Back then, the uninformed crowd believed it was a stroke of luck that the thunder struck Lin's mother during her vow.

Only those in the Profound Sect could discern that the lightning was, in fact, the Thunder Summoning Spell as recorded in ancient texts.

Legend had it that the Thunder Summoning Spell could vanquish malevolent spirits and evil influences, a must-have skill for a celestial master on the go.

If Wei Yanlin mastered it, wouldn't he be able to effortlessly dispel ghosts while traveling? Just thinking about it made him feel mighty; his red hair stood on end with excitement, even before learning the spell.

Seeing Wei Yanlin lost in thought, Chu Yuening seized the opportunity to slip away.

For the entire afternoon, Wei Yanlin lent a hand at the sweet soup stall, occasionally wiping tables and even helping to sell the last serving of dessert.

The young man had a fair complexion, his head adorned with fiery red hair. His long-sleeved robe was rolled up with a rope, tied behind his back, creating an unusual appearance that surprisingly drew quite a number of customers.

The sugar water was sold out.

Wei Yanlin eagerly offered to help with the cleanup, even pushing Lin Jiahua aside who had intended to lend a hand. He folded the small wooden table and stuffed it into the stall cart while persistently pleading.

"Yuening, I know you're the best, the most capable. Please teach me? Let me show off a bit too."

"It's not that I don't want to teach you," Chu Yuening relented, seeing Wei Yanlin's hard work throughout the afternoon. If teaching a trick could really shake off the persistent pest, she would have done it long ago.

"To use the Thunder-Calling Spell, one must carry great virtue, to bear the mandate of heaven and act on its behalf."

Even she had only just become capable of using it.

"Virtue?" Wei Yanlin couldn't help feeling disheartened, his shoulders slumping. "With my abilities, who knows how long it would take to accumulate such great virtue."

Virtue was accumulated through cultivation, but Wei Yanlin's powers were limited. His divinations were sometimes accurate, sometimes not, so naturally, he didn't possess much virtue.

"Actually, virtue isn't solely accumulated through esoteric practices."

Chu Yuening's words sparked hope in Wei Yanlin once more.

He lifted his head. "How else can one accumulate it?"

"By doing good deeds," Chu Yuening replied, locking the glass cabinet and mounting her stall cart with a smile. "Do good deeds without seeking rewards."

"Bye, I'm off work now."

With that, she didn't glance back at the contemplative Wei Yanlin and waved goodbye.

At six in the afternoon, during rush hour when Hong Kong people finished work, the Ma Tau Kok Indoor Sports Center was already bustling with people. Chu Yuening couldn't help but marvel as she observed the crowded gym-goers.

So it was true that Hong Kong people really enjoyed working out, just as the news reported?

Chu Yuening paid at the front desk, greeted once again by the two girls she had met a few days prior. Upon entering, she scanned her surroundings, soon spotting Chu Yi's figure.

The sports center was vast, divided into several zones catering to various types of exercises.