Sky Hunt Year 128, January 18th, morning.

It's suitable for deception and traps.

Travel is not recommended.

Drew the worst fortune stick.

As per her custom before stepping out, Song Nanshi drew a stick to test her luck. The portable fortune stick system showed no mercy and popped out the worst possible stick for her.

Song Nanshi contemplated for a moment.

This was Song Nanshi's seventeenth year in the world of cultivation after traversing to this world.

The system that drew out the worst stick in her sight was her "cheat".

Before traversing, she was a steadfast materialist.

After traversing, the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was a group of earthy monks flying around and beating their opponents into a frenzy.

Her worldview of materialism of over twenty years in her past life shattered instantly. Before Song Nanshi had time to clearly inspect the clearly infantile arm with a few rounds of baby fat, she was lifted up by a pair of large hands.

"From now on, you will be a disciple of my Unlimited Sect."

Then she became a professional charlatan who specializes in deceits and scams.

—A divination master.

It wasn't until Song Nanshi could move around freely that she realized she had an elder martial brother with the same name as the male lead from an old martial arts novel from her past life, and a martial sister with the same name as the female lead from a chase-after-wife novel.

Two years later, her rarely-seen Master brought back another disciple, who was adorable and doted on, just like the female lead in that classic novel.

And so, three main characters for some reason ended up in the same world as her, revolving around her, thus their society had achieved the feat of having everyone but her as the main character.

As for her, her position echoed that of the side character, who had no role in the early part of the typical manly Dragon Pride novels, but later on teams up with the villain to scheme against the Dragon Pride protagonist.

Once she figured it all out, she felt numb.

After being in a state of shock for three days, she set her ultimate life goal.

To be an insignificant side character who lives out a natural lifespan in a world full of protagonists.

Perhaps touched by her simple yet extremely difficult wish, her transmigration lucky charm arrived late.

Song Nanshi looked at the black-dyed charm in front of her.

She'd like to call this lucky charm "The Charlatan System".

Because aside from helping her be a better charlatan, it's practically useless.

Every day, with the Charlatan System, Song Nanshi can draw a charm. Most of the charms predict her daily fortunes, while the rest are obscure and incomprehensible.

The accuracy of these charms is about fifty percent.

At first, she was uneasy and carefully followed the fortunes on the charms every day, fearing misfortune would befall her if she slipped up.

But now, she's developed a unique judgment skill for the drawn charms.

She firmly believes that if she draws a positive charm, it would inevitably fall into the correct fifty percent. If she draws a negative one though…

Feudal superstitions are to be avoided!

Song Nanshi glanced again at the black drawn fortune stick, calmly muttering "feudal rubbish". With a deflated storage bag in hand, she stepped out of the door.

Her task for today was to sell a recently concocted Facial Rejuvenation Elixir to the Yu Xiu Pavilion, in order to secure funds for the next month's expenses.

Descending Mount Lanze and passing Xuantong Cliff, Song Nanshi leisurely strolled by a small creek at Shi Ba Jian.

Then she suddenly stopped.

“Jiang Ji, how dare you leave me here, I will cuss – you –!”

At the pebbled shore, a furious elderly man with white hair and beard cursed belligerently. His hoarse voice was filled with bleeped swear words.

Song Nanshi wore a strange look on her face.

She pulled out the fortune she had drawn from the Divination system that day, took a glance, then another.

The bottom line of the draw was to 'avoid travel'.

Fifty percent, it worked.

"Hey, fellow Daoist, please let me pass."

A cultivator in sect disciple robes rushed past Song Nanshi, running straight through the old man's body, and hurriedly crossed the creek.

The old man resumed his irate rant about the cultivator's lack of public morality.

Song Nanshi paused, her gaze dropping to the myriad of pebbles on the ground where a white jade pendant caught her attention.

The unusually hot-tempered old man was floating three inches above the jade pendant, swaying left and right.

...Could this be her senior brother Long Aotian's personal jade pendant's grandfather, who only he himself could see?

Perhaps because Song Nanshi's gaze was too focused, the companion grandfather, while cursing, suddenly stopped and swung his head around.

His piercing gaze met Song Nanshi's confused look.

He stared at Song Nanshi.

Song Nanshi stared at him.

Eyes locked on each other.

A look of puzzlement appeared on the face of the companion grandfather, who suddenly said, "Could this girl be able to see me?"

Song Nanshi remained expressionless.

Before she could react, the old man burst into a hearty laugh: "How is that possible? Jiang Ji that kid could only see me because of some fluke involved in signing a blood pact, this green hand, what was I thinking!"

Jiang Ji is the name of her senior brother, Long Aotian.

Well, case cracked, this old man is indeed her senior brother Long Aotian's companion grandfather.

The last time Song Nanshi saw elder brother was four years ago, and then he began to travel down the mountain.

A few days ago, Song Nanshi heard that elder brother had returned but she was busy making her beauty pills and didn't have time to join the excitement.

Now it seems that elder brother has brought his companion grandfather out on his travels.

"So why does the older brother's golden touch appear here?

And she can see it too.

At this moment, the old grandfather seemed to be certain that no one could see him, making faces and fooling around in front of Song Nan Shi.

Song Nan Shi was watching him acting out without any expression.

The old man acted crazy for a while before suddenly moving close to her face. Getting rid of his strange demeanor, he looked at her thoughtfully while stroking his chin.

Song Nan Shi held her breath.

Then she heard the old man suddenly say, "Why is this girl so foolish and muddle-headed?"

Song Nan Shi: "…" You're the muddle-headed one! Your whole family is muddle-headed!

She glared at the old man!

The old man was startled by her glare and floated back a step, he patted his chest in shock and exclaimed, "Can this foolish girl really see me?"

Looking up again, the slightly pale girl in front of him lowered her eyes as if everything had just been a coincidence.

The old man: "…It's my illusion! It has to be my illusion hahaha!"

He started to circle around Song Nan Shi, scrutinizing her from top to bottom.

The old man thoughtfully, "This girl's root bone..."

Song Nan Shi paused, holding her breath once again.

The old man complained with contempt, "I've never seen worse before."

Song Nan shi was lost for words.

Without any sign of hesitation, she turned to leave. As she passed by a jade pendant, her foot accidentally swept over it.

The jade pendant rolled around on the ground. Ignoring it, Song Nan Shi kept walking.

Behind her, the old man muttered complaints, scolding Song Nan Shi, this "simple-minded girl", for lacking a sense of morality.

She didn't bother to pay attention to this trivial old man. Acting like she didn't notice anything, she crossed the bridge.

Not everyone could get involved in the protagonist's excitement.

Especially someone in a cannon fodder role like her.

Finding more spirit stones would be more worthwhile.

Half complaining and half exaggerating, the old man groaned behind her. Seeing that she was actually leaving, he panicked and bellowed, "Hey! That girl! How could you just leave? What should this old man do? Did you not see this huge jade pendant on the ground?"

Song Nan Shi remained unmoved.

The old man kept chattering, but upon seeing Song Nan Shi crossing the bridge without a backward glance, he fell silent. He half complained and half moaned, "I wonder if Jiang Ji could find me. Am I destined to wait another thousand years?"

Song Nan Shi faltered for a second.

Behind her, the old man had already started to berate Jiang Ji for fighting with others and losing him.

Closing her eyes, she quietly told herself in her heart, "stay out of other people's business."

Especially about the idle matters related to the protagonist.

The old man was still grumbling.

A moment later, the sound of thumping footsteps could be heard, sounding hurried and heavy, annoyed.

Before the old man had a chance to turn around, a slender, pale hand already picked up the jade pendant.

The old man fell silent, turned around, and saw the "melon-like girl" who had just left looking at the jade pendant in her hand with a frown on her face and an expression of great resentment.

She didn't seem pleased at all that she had just picked up a jade pendant for free, instead there was a faint air of disdain about her.

Upon seeing this, the old man huffed and glared, "What's wrong? Are you upset that you got something from me for free?! Back in my days, when I was gallivanting in the cultivating world..."

Holding the jade pendant and looking at the old man's arrogant and domineering gesture, Song Nanshi truly felt that her meddling self was a bit out of line.

Squinting her eyes, she muttered to herself, "This jade pendant looks pretty old, it must be worth a lot of money, right?"

The old man’s voice came to an abrupt halt.

He couldn't believe it, "You want to sell me?! Do you have any idea how much this jade pendant is worth! How could you…."

Song Nanshi: "Well, at least it must be worth twenty spiritual stones, right?"

The old man immediately raised his voice, "Nonsense! Do you only value me for twenty spiritual stones?!"

Song Nanshi: "…" Well, that's difficult to deal with.

She stood up, holding the jade pendant, looking as if she was about to sell it on the spot.

The old man was helplessly floating behind her, hollering like a pig being slaughtered, "Help! Human trafficking!"

Song Nan Shi was annoyed by his noise, wishing to throw him back where she found him.

At this moment, a voice came from behind, "Fellow Taoist, please stop."

Song Nan Shi halted.

Upon hearing the voice, the old man perked up immediately and said urgently, "Jiang Ji! Save me! This young girl is going to sell me for twenty spirit stones!"

When Song Nan Shi turned her head, she saw a stern-faced young man dressed in black standing behind her. It was her senior brother whom she hadn’t seen for years.

Despite the old man’s incessant pleas, the young man didn't pay him any heed. Upon seeing Song Nan Shi’s face, he paused for a moment, and asked tentatively, "Are you a disciple of the Boundless Sect?"

Song Nan Shi: "..." Yes, and your junior sister at that.

Clearly, he hadn’t recognized her.

But it was hardly surprising.

The relationships within their sect, from the sect leader down to the junior sisters, were not particularly close, akin to strangers who shared the title of fellow sect members.

For instance, Song Nan Shi had seen their sect leader less than seventeen times in her seventeen years.

When she entered the sect, her senior brother was preoccupied with avenging their discipleship. He had been secluded in an intensive training for a full decade during these seventeen years. The few years left were mostly spent fighting or traveling to fights. He wouldn't have taken any notice whether he had one more or one less junior sister.

Later, as she grew up a little, her senior brother set out on his journey.

The last time they met, Song Nan Shi was only thirteen, a skinny young girl who hadn't yet matured.

The Song Nanshi of four years ago and the Song Nanshi of now can't be said to be exactly the same, they're more like two different people.

Song Nanshi didn't have the time to play this guessing game with him, so she straightforwardly said, "I am Song Nanshi."

Jiang Ji was taken aback.

After a moment, he asked hesitantly, "Are... you the third junior sister?"

Song Nanshi nodded her head, "Eldest senior brother."

They called each other's names, looked at each other silently for a moment, falling into an indescribable silence.

Exaggeration aside, their conversations over the past seventeen years could probably be counted on one hand.

Jiang Ji was looking at Song Nanshi.

Song Nanshi was looking at Jiang Ji.

The old man beside them couldn't read the atmosphere and was shouting at the top of his lungs about "human trafficking," making the pair who were pretending not to hear him extremely awkward.

It's only then, that Song Nanshi started to deeply understand today's horoscope warning of "not suitable for going out."

Seeing how Jiang Ji was subtly looking at the jade pendant in her hand and the old man beside them yelling with such annoyance, Song Nanshi decided to take the initiative to end this farce.

She asked with sincerity, "Eldest senior brother, have you eaten yet?"

Jiang Ji was taken aback by the question.

He said, "Ah," and looked confused before replying, "Eaten, eaten?"

Song Nan Shi nodded satisfactorily, took the lead by saying: "I've already eaten too and was planning to leave the mountain."

Having started the conversation herself, the old man began yelling for help again. Jiang Ji finally recalled what he was supposed to do, awkwardly tried to mingle: "So, what's my junior sister doing after leaving the mountain?"

Song Nan Shi thought that he was really trying hard to strike up the conversation while she listened to the old man rambled about.

Casually, she showed off the jade pendant she held, making the old man bop up and down uncontrollably.

Song Nan Shi was nonchalant, "Selling a thing."

The old man: "....."

He yelled in anger: "You still don't believe me! She is planning to sell me! She harbors evil intentions!"

Song Nan Shi had no initial intention of selling him, but now she was seriously considering it.

For a moment, Jiang Ji fell silent.

He lost his jade pendant during a magical duel and took two days to finally locate it here, only to find out someone else picked it up first.

If it was an ordinary jade pendant, it wouldn't matter, but.....

She mentioned selling the pendant. At this point, it would be rather awkward for Jiang Ji to claim that the pendant was his. He had no choice but to pursue the topic, "Junior sister, I really like this jade pendant. Would you consider selling it to me?"

Song Nan Shi casually played with the jade pendant again and asked with a smile, "Oh? How many spirit stones is senior brother willing to offer?"

Thinking of the old man's "twenty spirit stones", Jiang Ji contemplated for a moment, and tentatively offered: "Sixty spirit stones?"

Song Nan didn't mind the old man's disbelief, "I'm only worth sixty spirit stones," he said, "Deal."

She casually threw the jade pendant into his arms.

Jiang Ji didn’t expect everything to proceed so smoothly, and hurriedly picked up the spirit stones.

After the money was exchanged, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It was at this moment that Song Nan said, "Oh, actually, I didn’t come down the mountain to sell jade pendants. This is something I picked up."

Jiang Ji was taken aback.

Indeed, she had just said she wanted to sell something, but didn't specify it was the jade pendant.

"So, you..."

Song Nan took a bottle of beauty preservation pills out of her storage bag with a smile, and sincerely said, "I was actually coming to sell these beauty preserving pills. Brother was generous to pay sixty spirit stones for this jade pendant, but I don’t think this pendant is worth so much. Here is a bottle of beauty preserving pills for you."

The old man: "..."

He was outraged, "I'm not worth sixty spirit stones?!"

Song Nan found this refreshing.

In a fit of rage, the old man scoffed, "Fine! Dan master, I would like to see what kind of good pills she could refine!"

Jiang Ji frowned, "Dan master? But I've seen junior sister drawing talismans. Isn’t she a talisman master? Maybe she got this pill from somewhere else?"

Song Nan: "..." We may not be very familiar, but you should at least know what I do.

The old man hurriedly prompted Jiang Ji to ask, so Jiang Ji could only pluck up his courage and ask, "Third junior sister, do you know how to refine pills?"

Song Nan Shi modestly replied, "Just a smidgen."

Confused, Jiang Ji asked, "What about talisman drawing?"

Song Nan Shi replied, "Just a bit of it."

Jiang Ji fell silent.

Then, he cautiously asked, "Is there anything else that our third junior sister is knowledgeable about?"

With a shy smile, Song Nan Shi replied, "I also learned a little about tool refining, medical arts, and astrological magic arts, so..."

Both of them held their breath at the same time.

Song Nan Shi continued, "So... I'm a diviner."

The two of them looked at her blankly, speechless.

The old man, bewildered, asked, "Is the threshold to become a diviner this high nowadays?"

Song Nan Shi stayed quiet.

An average diviner probably wouldn't know all these arts, but a poor one would.

Who would have thought that cheating, kidnapping, and stealing still couldn't earn much money?

Life is tough, so one has to master various skills.

She could only flash a penniless smile, "A talisman master who can't make pills isn't a good fortune teller."

The two were flabbergasted.

Song Nan Shi said, "If there's nothing else, junior sister would take her leave first."

She was about to step away when she suddenly halted mid-step.

Jiang Ji watched as she cautiously put her foot back down, and quickly took out a tortoise shell from her waist, adeptly casting the divination.

The two had stupefied expressions on their faces.

After a moment, the divination was complete.

She glanced at it, and revealed a relaxed expression, saying, "Today, it is better to start walking with the left foot first."

She confidently lifted her left foot, walking away.

Jiang Ji: "......"

The old man: "......"