The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Erwin abruptly stood up, causing the small stool to topple. "Fortune tapping? How is that even possible?"

Madison glanced at Erwin, her tone steady. "What's impossible about it?"

Liam scoffed. "Of course, it's possible. Haven't cultivators done enough harm over the years?"

The expressions of the cultivators present changed slightly. Being part of the mystic arts world, they had all heard about cultivators' wrongdoings. Erwin stood firm. "But this isn't a trivial matter. It's about fortune tapping."

Liam remained cold and dismissive. "And so what if it is? Hasn't anyone in the mystic arts world ever done anything to obscure the heavens?"

This statement caused further shifts in the crowd's expressions.

Michael stood up and said to Liam. "Now is not the time to discuss these things. We need to talk about that Ghost King. If he dares to commit fortune tapping, he has probably done it before. More importantly, there are many paired scarecrows inside."

The others exchanged glances, and one person stepped forward. "We can rescue people; that much is true. But dealing with that Ghost King or breaking the divine talismans I'm not capable of that. "Those who can break divine talismans don't want to come out of hiding these days. Even if we somehow managed to kill the Ghost King, what about those talismans? Who can sever them?" The crowd fell silent.

The mystic arts world had declined in recent years, with the few capable individuals choosing to live in seclusion, denying any help requests.

Erwin also remained quiet. He understood that the others weren't shirking responsibility but speaking the truth.

Listening on the sidelines, Logan suddenly asked, "Is there anything we can do to help?"

Liam sighed. "How could you ordinary folks possibly assist with matters of the mystic arts?"

Erwin sighed as well.novelbin

But Madison stood up. "Why not?"

Michael looked at Madison. "Do you have a solution, Ms. Locke?"

Madison rubbed the pattern on her wrist before walking over to Logan. "With technology so advanced now, weapons have evolved beyond the days of melee weapons." "But those weapons are ineffective against spirits."

Madison smiled, and Michael's eyes suddenly lit up. "But we can make those weapons harm them!"

The cultivators' expressions shifted subtly.

Erwin clapped his hands and exclaimed, "How foolish we've been! It's such a simple concept. We'll be fine as long as we can make those weapons harm the spirits!"

The development of firearms had

long surpassed the progress of current cultivators. The others also stood up discussing how to proceed with this mission. As the military representative, Logan was drawn into the discussions of the mystic arts world.

Erwin observed the group gathered in discussion and gradually sighed in relief. He turned to Madison, speaking earnestly, "Thank you, Ms. Locke." Madison looked at Erwin with confusion.

...

Erwin forced a smile. "All these years, while the mystic arts world has maintained a connection with the govemment, there has always been a clear boundary between us. The government views us as feudal superstitions, while we think we get nothing from ordinary people for our cultivation.

"Both sides have drawn a line."

"But now..." Erwin glanced at the two groups engaged in animated discussion. "I seem to see the potential for cooperation."

Sebastian suddenly opened his eyes wide in Deatropolis.

Dana, who had been keeping watch nearby, clutched her chest.

"You scared me! The butler said you still hadn't woken up when dawn came. No matter how many times I called you, I couldn't wake you up, so

I thought you were... Well, you know.

What's wrong with you?"

Sebastian's expression darkened as he grabbed his phone and immediately called Madison, but the call went unanswered.