Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 125 Daoist name Xuan Yang, courtesy name Chi 1

Wudang Mountain, Zhenwu Hall

At this moment, a steady stream of people flowed in front of the hall, and a long line of people snaked out from inside the hall and stretched into the distance along the mountain path.

The crowd was packed with people dressed in all sorts of outfits, some whispering to each other, others glancing up several times, creating a lively scene.

"What? You little Taoist priest, you actually called me... you quack!!"

A loud shout full of doubt suddenly came from inside the hall. Before the people outside the hall could react, a calm voice of a young man rang out.

"This humble monk can cure it."

"Miracle doctor, save me!"

The previously arrogant voice suddenly became incredibly devout, and the sound of knees kneeling could be heard coming from inside the hall.

"If one treatment cannot cure two people's illnesses, that is your problem. Please come closer and I will tell you in private."

"Yes, yes, Master Dao is right."

The main hall fell silent again, leaving only the increasingly curious crowd outside, drawn by the commotion. People in the queue would occasionally crane their necks and stand on tiptoe, as if they wanted to hear a few words about how to cure their ailments, much like some kind of animal peeking out from a melon patch.

Just as some people were about to cross the threshold, the voices inside the hall rang out again.

"Alright, this believer's problem has been resolved. Please welcome the next person."

"Thank you, Daoist Xuan Yang, thank you."

A man with his head covered walked quickly out of the main hall, avoiding the curious gazes of the crowd, and disappeared into the mountain path.

Those standing behind the threshold at the front of the line quickly joined the queue, taking a large step into the hall, much to the envy and jealousy of the people still queuing behind.

"Have you heard? The Taoist priests at Wudang Mountain who are in charge of interpreting divination slips lately are said to be incredibly accurate and effective. They can even diagnose illnesses by observing qi and solve difficult problems."

"Hey, the news has spread far and wide. And I heard that this young Taoist priest is exceptionally handsome. They say he has a cold and handsome appearance, like a refined gentleman. The rumors are so elegant, like he's a banished immortal."

"Look at this line, more than half of them are women. Who can say whether they're here to have their fortunes told, for sightseeing, or to heal their emotional wounds..."

"What's wrong? We just heard that the fortune telling slips here are particularly accurate, so we came to take a look."

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In the long queue, people occasionally whispered to each other. Although the noise was scattered, it was contained within a small area, allowing people to hear the sounds coming from inside the hall clearly.

After all, sometimes, some fresh and shocking gossip will leak out from the main hall, which is a great source of entertainment for the people queuing outside.

The crowd's curious gazes were fixed on the open hall door, and then the young Taoist's voice could be heard coming from inside the hall once more.

"Young brother, you've come to Wudang with such a powerful weapon. Are you here to enjoy the scenery, or do you have some other plans?"

Although the Taoist priest's words were somewhat veiled, those with some knowledge immediately understood that the sharp metal object was a sword or other weapon!

"You jest, Daoist. I came empty-handed. I came up the mountain with my sister to meditate. I don't have any precious artifacts."

Inside the main hall, a stylishly dressed young man sat in front of a yellow cloth stall. He paused for a moment when the Taoist priest asked him a question, then scratched his head and looked to the side, his words somewhat perfunctory.

"Well, it's possible that I made a mistake this time. After all, how can every divination be accurate?"

Behind the yellow cloth stall sat a young Taoist priest dressed in a dark blue robe, with a black headscarf and wooden hairpin in his hair. He looked to be about twenty years old and sat upright on a wooden stool behind the stall.

Sunlight streamed into the main hall through the openwork of the doors and windows, filtering the golden rays and shining them onto the Taoist's robes, making them appear as if embroidered with golden flowers and jade leaves, further enhancing the Taoist's otherworldly appearance.

This young Taoist was indeed as the outside world described: cold and handsome, like the distant and ethereal Tao; a gentleman like jade, yet also like a peaceful and easygoing person in the mortal world.

The transcendence of immortals and the naturalness of humans are perfectly combined in this Taoist, who possesses the essence of Taoism within and the physical form of a human without.

His eyes were calm and still, like a deep abyss, without wind or waves, and without the slightest ripple. His eyes were clear and deep, with no sharp glint in them.

He gazed gently at the boy in front of the yellow cloth stall, a warm smile playing on his lips. "Very well, it's time for the believers to seek divination."

This young Taoist was none other than Lü Qian. Compared to before, he was completely transformed. All his former sharpness was hidden inside, and he constantly honed his mind and body. Outwardly, he had become as humble and easygoing as an ordinary person.

But only those familiar with him on Mount Wudang understand that Lü Qian is now nothing more than a black hedgehog wearing a layer of white wool—cunning and ruthless.

Beneath his gentle, fair exterior lies a steel needle, ready to strike at any moment; beneath his jade-like gentlemanly appearance lies the same cold, ruthless seeker of the Dao from the Lü family.

He now has the Taoist name "Xuanyang" and the courtesy name "Chiyi".

It's not that no one likes Lü Qian in his current state.

Upon seeing Lü Qian's humble and approachable demeanor, one person immediately burst into tears, repeatedly calling out, "Big Brother... Big Brother..."

But once Lü Qian shed his outwardly amiable and humble demeanor, the man returned to normal, only with red eyes, muttering "okay" a few times, and then, as if forgetting his purpose, returned to the Lü family without looking back.

At the yellow cloth stall, Lü Qian took the divination stick container and handed it to the boy opposite him. "Please!"

Seeing that Lü Qian was not pursuing the matter, the young man breathed a sigh of relief. He pretended to be normal and took the divination sticks and shook them.

"Splash splash splash..."

"clatter!"

The bamboo skewers and the wooden tube collided, making a crisp sound. As a bamboo skewer fell from the tube, the boy put down the skewer tube, picked up the fallen skewer from the stall, and handed it to Lü Qian across from him.

After drawing a divination slip, the person drawing the slip decides whether to keep it or not, because in the end, the matter of drawing a divination slip is about the person's own karma and consequences. If the other party does not want to interpret the slip, then so be it.

The fortune teller is ultimately just an outsider in the process of drawing lots; he is only responsible for answering questions and interpreting the divination text.

"Please take a look, master."

"good!"

Lu Qian took the bamboo stick and examined it for a moment before frowning. He looked at the young man in front of him and said worriedly, "The believer may face a calamity soon."

At this moment, he was like a charlatan, his expression and tone perfectly controlled, coupled with his involuntary sigh.

"Alas, if believers wish to safely weather this calamity, they should descend the mountain with their families as soon as possible and not linger on the mountain."

"Furthermore, I observe that the believer's mind is in a state of flux, which suggests that he has been overthinking lately. He should stop thinking about so many things and focus on doing his best in the present moment."

Lu Qian handed the bamboo stick in his hand to the other party, "According to my calculations, this calamity for you is caused by past events, and your excessive worry will lead you to do something like a moth drawn to a flame. Be careful not to be burned by the fire."

"Thank you for your guidance, Master, but I have my own ideas."

The young man listened attentively to Lü Qian's advice, took the bamboo stick, reinserted it into the tube, stood up, bowed to the other party, and walked out.

Upon seeing the other party walk out of the main hall, Lü Qian's amiable expression suddenly changed, revealing a meaningful look on his face.

"Bringing a woman who's neither Japanese nor Western to cause trouble at my Wudang? What a coincidence, the Lü family can't stand this kind of person the most."

"Young Master Song, do you really think your family's ties with Wudang will protect you?"

"Not a single descendant of the Thirty-Six Bandits has ever lived a peaceful life!"

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Chapter Two!

This is the author's foreshadowing, which will likely conclude tomorrow, marking the start of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony chapter!

In addition, the author plans to try again tomorrow to guarantee at least four chapters and strive for five!

Gentlemen, help me! Thunder, come!