Chapter 99: Ninety-nine. Challenge

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"The Taoist spoke the truth."

Lu Li didn't think there was anything wrong. Drawing lots was superstitious to begin with.

The same went for things like horoscopes determining personality or forwarding messages to receive good luck.

"Boss, snap out of it, he's a Taoist! A Taoist telling believers who come to draw lots 'don't be superstitious'—is he trying to provoke The Three Pure Ones into showing themselves?"

Shen Qian gritted his teeth in frustration.

"And then?"

"And then I got off the mountain faster than when I had climbed up. But halfway down, I heard the sound of a flute carried by the wind. The melody was beautiful and pleasant, I thought I had encountered a master or a Taoist, so I followed the sound and saw an old Taoist with a black beard sitting on a rock, playing the flute. I mean, he was playing the instrument."

"Go on."