My Omega Is A Top Heavenly Master (GL) - Chapter 10

Just as their lips were about to touch, Liu Suhong’s voice suddenly interrupted them.

“Don’t you think it’s a little inappropriate to do that here?”

Mu Baicheng snapped back to her senses and swiftly pushed Qin Xiyao away before springing to the side.

What the hell was wrong with me just now? Was I really waiting for Qin Xiyao to kiss me? Mu Baicheng, don’t forget that you’re a disabled Alpha.

That was Qin Xiyao—an Omega even more beautiful than a celestial maiden. What were you thinking?

What gives you the right to desire her? The fact that you’re weak? Or the fact that you’re poor?

Mu Baicheng repeatedly lectured herself while Qin Xiyao calmly rose and walked toward the dining room. She could smell the Original Recipe chicken.

Mu Baicheng could not escape anyway. Just because Qin Xiyao could not kiss her now did not mean she would never have another opportunity.

“Tsk, tsk. Xiyao, you’re truly impressive.”

Liu Suhong mysteriously leaned closer after sitting beside Qin Xiyao. She should have realized it earlier. No matter how she looked at the two of them, Mu Baicheng was obviously the bottom.

Qin Xiyao had no idea that Liu Suhong had imagined so much. She simply began eating. The pieces of Original Recipe chicken were quite large, yet every bite Qin Xiyao took remained exceptionally elegant.

The rain outside had weakened considerably, but the sky was still overcast. The three briefly fell silent. Liu Suhong stared listlessly at the dark clouds beyond the window.

“With weather like this, it looks like we’ll have to stay home all afternoon.”

The thought that she would not be able to go out and have fun that evening immediately left Liu Suhong dejected.

Qin Xiyao stood.

“We’ll set up the fortune-telling stall this afternoon. Otherwise, you really will have no choice but to pay our rent with divination sessions.”

“Huh? But this weather—”

“Ruomu holds the light. The sky will clear before sunset,” Qin Xiyao said calmly.[1]

She turned toward Mu Baicheng.

“Let’s go. We’ll return home, pack our things, and then head out.”

Mu Baicheng sighed. She had still not completely recovered from what had nearly happened earlier. However, seeing Qin Xiyao’s utterly unconcerned attitude, Mu Baicheng decided she should stop dwelling on it as well.

“I’m coming.”

The sky remained oppressively dark when they left. After they boarded the subway, a powerful wind suddenly swept through the city, instantly dispersing the dark clouds accumulated overhead.

By the time they arrived at Donghu Park again, the sky had completely cleared.

All the confused and romantic thoughts in Mu Baicheng’s mind disappeared. She now admired Qin Xiyao so profoundly that she could practically prostrate herself before her.

Qin Xiyao could not only perform divinations and read faces—she could even read atmospheric qi!

Everyone knew that the weather changed unpredictably. Even weather forecasts could not predict it with complete accuracy, yet Qin Xiyao’s words had come true.

Mu Baicheng decided that she absolutely had to study properly under Qin Xiyao. She simply sat beside the flowerbed and watched her perform divinations.

Their first customer was a male Alpha who appeared to be around forty years old.

Before he could say a word, Qin Xiyao told him directly, “The child isn’t yours.”

Every remaining word lodged in the man’s throat.

He stared blankly into Qin Xiyao’s placid eyes, trying to discern something from the Omega’s expression.

“How did you know what I wanted to ask?”

He had already consulted several so-called masters throughout the park. Every one of them had given him a different answer, and most had simply offered vague, auspicious platitudes.

Qin Xiyao slapped her fair palm against the table.

She did not appear to use much force, yet the six Five-Emperor Coins on the table flew into the air before falling back down a moment later.

Qin Xiyao frowned at their positions.

The man asked nervously, “What is it? Is something wrong?”

Several days ago, he had discovered that his wife was having an affair. Moreover, as his three-year-old son grew older, the boy looked less and less like him.

He began to suspect that the child was not biologically his.

However, he was afraid it might all be a misunderstanding. If he rashly took the child for a paternity test, he might hurt him.

“The Image says: ‘He bears shame because his position is improper.’”[2]

Qin Xiyao’s fair fingertip landed on the Kun position among the six lines and gently pushed it outward.

“But the situation is not entirely beyond saving. Top Nine: ‘Obstruction is overturned. First obstruction, then joy.’”[3]

The man was left completely bewildered and had not understood a single word.

“I don’t quite understand what you mean.”

Qin Xiyao picked up the brush beside her and wrote an explanation of the hexagram for him.

“The child you are raising is indeed not yours. You have continued enduring the situation because you don’t want your present life to change. But you fail to understand that only by overturning your present circumstances can you embrace the happiness awaiting you in the future.”

She put down the brush and lifted the thin sheet of rice paper.

Qin Xiyao lightly flicked it. The seemingly ordinary words emitted a silver-white radiance that reflected into the man’s eyes.

The man stared blankly before reaching out to accept the paper.

“Master, your divination fee…”

He sounded embarrassed.

He had recently spent considerable money seeking answers. This young woman did not appear very old, yet she seemed far more capable than any of the practitioners he had previously consulted.

He assumed Qin Xiyao’s services could not possibly be cheap.

Qin Xiyao turned her head slightly and pointed toward Mu Baicheng.

“Our karmic connection has not yet ended. Add my Alpha on GreenChat. You will come looking for me again.”

“All right.”

The man had not expected Qin Xiyao to charge him nothing.

He quickly took out his phone, scanned Mu Baicheng’s QR code, and added her as a contact.

“My name is Lü Dongsheng. I deal in antiques at Nanqiao Ancient Town. If you’re ever interested, Master, you’re welcome to visit.”

Lü Dongsheng thanked Qin Xiyao again before leaving.

Once he was gone, Mu Baicheng asked curiously, “Why didn’t you take his money?”

“He will bring us far more money in the future. There is no need to settle this karmic connection so soon.”

Daoists placed great importance on cause and effect. After reading someone’s face or interpreting a hexagram, a practitioner needed to receive appropriate compensation. Only then could the karmic connection between them be settled.

Mu Baicheng fell silent.

She had also understood the hexagram just now. However, she had clearly seen Qin Xiyao move the Qian line.

The Qian line occupied a fixed position among the six lines and was not supposed to be moved.

Qin Xiyao raised an eyebrow and followed Mu Baicheng’s gaze to the Qian line before her.

“You cannot interpret a person and a hexagram so rigidly. The Book of Changes teaches that the Qian line cannot be moved or altered. But that man’s Qian and Kun have yet to be determined, so why can’t his Qian line change?”

Mu Baicheng had never heard such an interpretation before. It was completely different from everything she had learned.

What she did not know was that this teaching did not come from the Book of Changes. It was part of the inner cultivation method of Qin Xiyao’s Dao of Questioning the Heart.

For those whose Qian and Kun had yet to be determined, both could be moved. Those with courage could naturally overturn Qian and Kun, flipping heaven and earth itself.

“Well, I’ve certainly never heard that interpretation before. Why don’t you perform a reading for me too, Sister?”

The female Omega’s voice seemed to carry a seductive hook.

Song Jinran had just left the police station and decided to visit Donghu Park to see how much money her “fellow practitioners” had recently swindled from people.

She had not expected to overhear such a shamelessly boastful claim.

Qin Xiyao did not spare her a glance.

“We follow the same discipline. It is customary not to cast divinations for fellow practitioners.”

A dangerous light appeared in Song Jinran’s long, narrow phoenix eyes.

She rarely encountered an Omega more beautiful than herself. More importantly, this Omega had identified her as a fellow practitioner without even glancing at her.

She had not performed even the most basic facial reading.

How had she known?

“Oh?”

Song Jinran’s expression remained unchanged, though her tone carried a teasing note.

“You must be joking, Sister. How could I possibly be in the same profession as you?”

Mu Baicheng suspiciously examined the woman before them.

She wore a short white dress that revealed a pair of long, straight, fair legs. Her natural allure seemed carved into her bones.

Mu Baicheng would have believed she was an influencer or a model.

But Qin Xiyao had never been wrong.

Had Mu Baicheng not initially failed to realize that Qin Xiyao was a Celestial Master too?

Who would have expected someone so beautiful to be so formidable?

Mu Baicheng chose to remain silent. She obediently sat beside the flowerbed and continued memorizing the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

“Cinnabar and yellow talisman paper each possess a distinctive scent,” Qin Xiyao said calmly.

After cultivating for countless years, she was far too familiar with those materials.

This woman not only carried the scent of yellow talisman paper but also possessed a reasonably powerful ritual artifact. A purple aura of merit surrounded her.

Although the aura was faint, Qin Xiyao could tell that it consisted of ancestral blessings gradually passed down through her family.

Song Jinran fell silent.

She had to admit that Qin Xiyao possessed some ability.

“Impressive. But the Qian line must remain fixed. That is a rule handed down by our ancestors, so I cannot agree with your interpretation.”

Song Jinran had examined Lü Dongsheng’s face earlier.

His was a face bereft of good fortune.

His son was not biologically his, the wealth he accumulated in his early years would be swindled away by his wife, and his later years would be desolate.

“How can such a dead end be described as a fate that has yet to be determined, Sister~?”

Qin Xiyao finally raised her head and looked at Song Jinran.

Song Jinran froze for a moment.

It was entirely because of Qin Xiyao’s immortal-like beauty—cold, aloof, and standing apart from the mortal world.

What an extraordinary beauty.

Qin Xiyao tilted her head toward Mu Baicheng.

“She’s far more capable than you.”

Suddenly singled out, Mu Baicheng looked at Qin Xiyao resentfully.

“I know I’m stupid. You don’t need to emphasize it.”

Song Jinran raised an eyebrow at the obedient Alpha.

Such well-behaved Alphas were exceedingly rare.

“You two are…?”

At Song Jinran’s probing question, silver light flashed through Qin Xiyao’s eyes.

This woman had visited the scene of Chen Yao’s death. Qin Xiyao could sense the aura of her magical seal clinging to her.

Then Song Jinran smiled, her undisguised gaze settling on Mu Baicheng.

With a thought, Qin Xiyao expanded her spiritual consciousness.

“My Alpha.”

Her voice was soft, but it came directly from her spiritual consciousness. The impact destabilized Song Jinran’s three ethereal souls and displaced her seven corporeal spirits.

Song Jinran hastily retreated two steps. The smile vanished from her face as she stiffly said, “Sister, what a terrible temper you have.”

Mu Baicheng had no idea what had happened.

All she saw was Song Jinran’s face suddenly turning pale as cold sweat appeared across her forehead.

“Xiyao!”

Liu Suhong hurried toward them, followed by several people dressed in Daoist robes.

When those people saw Song Jinran, they rushed forward to support her.

“Eldest Young Miss, what happened to you?”

Song Jinran shoved their hands aside.

“I’m fine.”

Worry covered Liu Suhong’s face.

Qin Xiyao narrowed her eyes.

“This concerns your father. Your family recently moved into another home.”

When Qin Xiyao previously met Liu Suhong’s father, she had seen the baleful energy behind him continuously devouring his purple qi.

Purple qi came from the east. Had Liu Suhong’s father lived in ancient times, he would have possessed the destiny of a mortal emperor.

Liu Suhong wiped the corners of her eyes.

“Don’t ask. Just hurry and come with me.”

Seeing this, Mu Baicheng hurriedly packed their belongings.

“You were perfectly fine only a few hours ago. How did things become like this so quickly?”

“Stop talking nonsense and lend me your wife.”

Mu Baicheng was speechless.

She had never seen anyone ask to borrow another person’s wife so aggressively.

Mu Baicheng took Qin Xiyao’s hand and pulled her back slightly. Magical power flowed continuously into Qin Xiyao through their joined palms.

Sure enough, whenever Mu Baicheng initiated contact, Qin Xiyao recovered her magical power twice as efficiently.

Mu Baicheng secretly leaned close to Qin Xiyao’s ear and looked toward the people in Daoist robes.

“Look at the people behind her. Do you see the badges on their chests?”

Qin Xiyao casually glanced at the badges.

Each was a thumb-sized copper plate engraved with a Hongmeng flower.

“A Hongmeng flower. It’s rather beautiful.”

Mu Baicheng was speechless.

“That is the emblem of the Celestial Masters’ Residence. The Celestial Masters’ Residence is…”

She paused and leaned even closer to Qin Xiyao’s ear.

“…the highest governing institution for Daoists here.”

Qin Xiyao did not understand what Mu Baicheng was trying to tell her.

Mu Baicheng sighed.

“I’m saying they don’t like outsiders interfering in their affairs.”

Don’t involve yourself in Liu Suhong’s problem. If the Celestial Masters’ Residence blacklists us, we can forget about earning money with our skills.

Qin Xiyao calmly swept her gaze over the young Daoists.

“Other than their Eldest Young Miss, aren’t the rest of them merely useless good-for-nothings?”

Hearing this, Song Jinran realized there was about to be an entertaining confrontation. The corners of her lips curved upward.

The expressions of the nearby senior brothers changed simultaneously. The Eldest Senior Brother even drew a peachwood sword and pointed it at Qin Xiyao.

“You’re nothing but an unaffiliated practitioner with no name or background! What gives you the right to insult the Celestial Masters’ Residence?”

“Was I wrong?”

Qin Xiyao closed her eyes, concealing their silver radiance beneath her lashes.

“Aren’t you all useless good-for-nothings? What’s wrong? Do you want to test yourselves against me?”

Her grip around Mu Baicheng’s hand tightened as magical power flowed endlessly into her.

Do these incompetent fools truly think I’m afraid of them?