I Became a Paranormal Master by Guessing

Yang Tiancheng, a food delivery rider, tripped over a money tree while making a delivery and casually complained, "A money tree blocks the path to wealth, yet it's called a money tree." The chairman immediately had the tree moved and signed a 300-million-yuan contract. The next day, he showed up at Yang's door with 20,000 yuan, calling him a master. Thus, Yang stumbled into the world of feng shui. He assessed floor plans and haunted houses by making wild guesses, but every guess turned out right. His following grew to two million, yet the more he guessed, the more anxious he became. One night, he called his mother and said, "Mom, I'm just guessing. What if I get it wrong?" After a long silence, she replied, "Your father left a few books. Go find them yourself." Yang dug out a battered, hand-copied edition of the True Scripture and began drawing talismans to ward off evil, but he could never understand why the feng shui formulas his mother casually recited were always right, why his father had vanished without a trace when he was three, or why his wild guesses always came true. That was, until an eighteen-year-old young Daoist came down from Mount Longhu and called him a bastard. The two fought, only to discover that their talisman techniques were exactly alike. Only then did Yang piece together the truth: his father was a direct disciple of Mount Longhu, his mother was a successor of Yang Junsong, and behind every one of Yang's seemingly lucky guesses, his father was risking his life in the Nine Hells to bear the karmic consequences for him.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.