Fellow Daoist, Wait! A Calamity Is Written All Over You!

Jiang Li: Fellow cultivator, wait! I see a sign of disaster hanging over you!

Fellow cultivator: Please save me, Daoist!

Jiang Li: This is easy. Just take off all your clothes and run three laps down the street. The disaster will disappear on its own!

Fellow cultivator: But I'm a woman. Is that really a good idea?

Jiang Li: It wouldn't work if you were a man, either. Hurry up and run!

After transmigrating to a fantasy cultivation world, Jiang Li discovered that he could see the good and bad fortune above people's heads. From then on, he began a life of fortune-telling.

Whenever his predictions came true, he could draw a reward from the person he had read for.

It could be cultivation techniques, cultivation levels, lifespan, talent, or all sorts of other things.

And whatever he drew would be even stronger than what its original owner had.

But when he looked at the bizarre skills in his skill list, including Dragon Coiling Around a Pillar, beads of sweat began to form on his forehead!

Jiang Li: Can I really use these?

Child of Fortune: How could he possibly be luckier than me?

Holy Land Master: Didn't I create this cultivation technique? How does he understand it better than I do?

Peerless Female Emperor: How does he know my measurements?

Jiang Li: You're asking me? How should I know? (Nervous!)