Max-Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey

Chapter 23: Chapter 23: The Ancestor Says You’re in Mortal Danger

Hearing this, Wang Xinjun nearly jumped out of his seat.

He had lost his wife in his early years and had managed to raise his daughter with great difficulty. Now his daughter was off to university, and she had always had good grades.

Wang Xinjun had placed all his hope in his daughter, so he couldn’t sit still after hearing such words.

“Master, Master, as long as you can ensure that my daughter is fine, I’m willing to pay any amount! Eight thousand, right? I will transfer the money right away!”

Wang Xinjun swallowed hard and hurriedly took out his phone, looking towards Xia Xin.

Xia Xin, though startled, immediately produced his payment code.

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Wang Xinjun immediately transferred eight thousand yuan to Xia Xin, then asked anxiously and pleadingly, “Master, is that okay now?”

Xia Xin glanced at the received payment and said, “Great ancestor, the boss has indeed transferred the money. Could you please do a reading for her?”

After all, the boss had always helped him out quite a bit, and he didn’t want anything bad to happen to him.

Jiangli nodded and said, “You should know your daughter’s birth date and time, right?”

Afraid that he might not know, Xia Xin explained, “It’s the birth date, down to the time. Usually, for children born in hospitals these days, the details will be on the birth registration.”

“I know that,” Wang Xinjun repeatedly nodded, his voice breaking as he spoke, “I’ve been both father and mother to her all these years and I remember everything about her very clearly. I’ve never forgotten to celebrate her birthday every year.”

Jiangli said, “Go fetch some paper and a pen.”

Xia Xin was stunned for a second, then realizing the instruction was for him, he immediately ran off.

When he returned, he had a piece of paper and a ballpoint pen in his hands and handed them to Wang Xinjun, guessing, “I’m guessing the great ancestor wants you to write down your child’s birth date and time.”

Jiangli actually gave him an approving look, “You’re not completely clueless.”

Xia Xin chuckled with a sheepish smile.

“Oh, okay!” Wang Xinjun took the paper and pen directly and wrote down his daughter, Wang Zixin’s birth details.

Quickly, he handed the written paper to Jiangli with trepidation, “Abbot, please take a look; what on earth is going on with my daughter…”

Jiangli took the paper, looked at it for a moment, and then said, “Her life’s fortune is mediocre. She lost her mother at a young age, and her current luck is not good. She has the Peach Blossom Evil in her destiny. She must have been recently involved with a young man, their relationship quite intimate, yet they clash with each other. This is an inauspicious sign of the Peach Blossom Evil. Furthermore, she has a Wood constitution, and while Water can nourish Wood, an excess of Water causes Wood to rot. The young man is like flowing water, passionate, which becomes a malevolent force, potentially a flood disaster. Therefore, within the next three days, prevent her from getting close to any water source and from going out alone with that young man.”

Wang Xinjun was baffled, “This, this…”

“In simple terms, keep her away from any water source and that young man,” Jiangli concluded succinctly.

Wang Xinjun understood, “Then why did you say my daughter isn’t living on campus now?”

“The Palace of Children in your fortune is dim and marred by transverse lines, suggesting that in recent years, your relationship with your daughter hasn’t been that great, has it?” Jiangli countered with a question.

Wang Xinjun’s expression became somewhat awkward.

Xia Xin knew about this matter, as he had heard Wang Xinjun argue with his daughter, Wang Zixin, over the phone a few times.

It seemed like Wang Zixin often asked Wang Xinjun for money, but Wang Xinjun was merely a common internet cafe owner.

In recent years, with computers and the internet at home, very few people wanted to go out to surf the net.

The internet cafe business was barely surviving.

It hadn’t been easy for Wang Xinjun to raise his child alone, and over the years, he had hardly any savings left, so naturally, he couldn’t meet his daughter’s continuous demands.

Moreover, although Wang Zixin was initially attending university locally, she insisted on living in the dormitory, creating a distance between father and daughter. Now that she was older, they had even less in common and their relationship had become estranged.

But then…

Xia Xin suddenly remembered that Wang Zixin went to the same university as he did, though they were in different departments. The Wang Zixin from before had indeed been quite frugal and obedient, a sensible child.

It seemed that it was only in the past year that she had started to overspend.