My Omega Is A Top Heavenly Master (GL) - Chapter 3

Donghu Park was not particularly crowded on a weekday, and neither was Mu Baicheng’s fortune-telling stall.

However, she was quite popular with Omegas.

Mu Baicheng had already lost count of how many Omegas had sat down across from her today.

The young woman before her looked no older than her teens. She gazed directly at Mu Baicheng with a pair of large, watery eyes, then placed her delicate hand on the table and spoke in a coy voice.

“Sister, read my palm for me. I don’t know why, but I haven’t been sleeping well lately.”

Mu Baicheng rolled her eyes inwardly while doing her best to maintain a friendly smile.

“Little Sister, I tell fortunes here. If you aren’t sleeping well, you should see a doctor.”

You’ve freeloaded off me long enough, haven’t you? What’s the point of dating when I don’t even have any money?

The young woman pouted and said aggrievedly, “But, Sister, none of those doctors could cure me. I’ll feel better as soon as I get your contact.”

She was naturally referring to Mu Baicheng’s GreenChat ID.

Before Mu Baicheng could answer, Qin Xiyao stepped forward and took her hand.

“I’m hungry.”

Qin Xiyao swept a cold glance over the young woman.

Frightened by her gaze, the young woman forced an ugly smile.

All the beautiful Alphas already have Omegas. How annoying!

Despite her unwillingness to give up, the young woman had no other choice but to leave.

Once she was gone, Mu Baicheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Before she could thank Qin Xiyao, Qin Xiyao released her hand and sat down on the steps nearby.

She propped her head up with one hand, her eyes unfocused.

Mu Baicheng did not ask what she was thinking. This Omega was far too mysterious.

As for what had just happened, there was no need to think about it. Qin Xiyao had obviously been helping her escape an awkward situation.

Mu Baicheng could not imagine what was so special about her that Qin Xiyao would continue following her around.

Putting everything else aside, with Qin Xiyao’s appearance, countless Alphas would come rushing to her one after another if she showed even the slightest willingness.

Mu Baicheng looked at the balance on her phone. She had only earned a hundred yuan throughout the entire morning.

Remembering Mrs. Luo’s warning about raising the rent, Mu Baicheng felt completely lost…

“Hello. I’d like to ask about my romantic fate.”

Unsurprisingly, it was another Omega.

Most of the customers who visited Mu Baicheng’s fortune-telling stall were Omegas. Without exception, they came because of her face.

By paying only a small amount of money, they could chat with a beautiful Alpha. Word of this had spread from one Omega to another.

Unfortunately, this method could not earn Mu Baicheng much money. It was barely enough to keep herself fed and clothed.

Qin Xiyao watched Mu Baicheng’s back as her thoughts drifted toward her previous life.

Becoming a Saint was the goal of every cultivator, and Qin Xiyao had been only one final step away from sainthood.

The heavenly punishment for becoming a Saint was the most terrifying of all.

Qin Xiyao had believed she would perish beneath ninety thousand bolts of purple-gold tribulation lightning, her body destroyed and her Dao scattered.

Instead, she had appeared in an unfamiliar world.

One hundred thousand years of cultivation had vanished into nothing. If not for her immensely powerful spiritual consciousness, Qin Xiyao would not even have known what kind of world she had entered.

Most importantly…

A flash of silver passed through her black eyes, within which Mu Baicheng’s back was clearly reflected.

The moment Qin Xiyao opened her eyes, she had seen the person who had disappeared a thousand years ago.

She would never forget how she and Mu Baicheng had stood beneath Jianmu[1] a thousand years ago, sworn their vows, and become Dao companions.

Nor would she ever forget that Mu Baicheng had failed to appear at their Dao Companion Ceremony.

Qin Xiyao had been utterly humiliated before all the Quasi-Saints and Daluo Golden Immortals.

But she did not care about the humiliation.

What she cared about was that Mu Baicheng had left without saying goodbye.

That person had disappeared as though she had never existed. Not a trace of Mu Baicheng could be found anywhere throughout the Nineteen Provinces of the universe.

All the eternal vows they had once exchanged became a joke.

Qin Xiyao could never forget the first time she met Mu Baicheng.

At that time, Qin Xiyao had only been a Daluo Golden Immortal, while Mu Baicheng had already reached the half-step to sainthood.

Qin Xiyao did not know where Mu Baicheng had come from.

She simply loved chasing after Mu Baicheng’s back.

Mu Baicheng had been her sun and moon.

After countless years, that sun and moon descended into the mortal realm, took her hand, and vowed to remain with her for lifetime after lifetime.

The more beautiful those vows had been, the more ruthlessly that person left.

Without leaving behind a single word, Mu Baicheng abandoned her.

What Qin Xiyao found strange was that with Mu Baicheng’s level of cultivation, she should not have lost her memories even if she had entered the cycle of reincarnation. Nor should she have become as frail as she was now.

In this world, an Alpha with an underdeveloped gland was physically little different from an ordinary Beta.

Why had she become like this?

Qin Xiyao’s heart sank.

She did not want to make any excuses for Mu Baicheng.

Given Mu Baicheng’s cultivation, even if something had happened to her, she would certainly have been capable of sending Qin Xiyao a message.

Did she still love her?

Qin Xiyao did not know.

She had no idea how to face the current Mu Baicheng. This person was far too different from the woman in her memories.

If not for the bond between their souls as Dao companions, Qin Xiyao never would have believed that this person was Mu Baicheng.

Strangest of all, although her cultivation had been scattered by heavenly lightning, a small amount of her power would return whenever she came into close physical contact with Mu Baicheng.

Since that was the case, Qin Xiyao believed remaining beside Mu Baicheng was currently the best choice.

After all, did Mu Baicheng not owe her all of this?

After sending off yet another Omega who had no interest in fortune-telling and merely wanted her GreenChat ID, Mu Baicheng glanced suspiciously at Qin Xiyao.

Did she truly have financial luck today?

If she had known this would happen, she would have studied more diligently.

She could only blame herself for being too stupid. The only thing she had managed to learn was Liuyao divination.

Her master had also died too early, passing away before Mu Baicheng had time to learn much.

Mu Baicheng had begun the day overflowing with enthusiasm, only for that excitement to gradually turn into disappointment. She could only conclude that her desperation for money had driven her mad.

Why else would she have believed the words of an Omega of unknown origin?

By noon, the sunlight had grown increasingly vicious. Mu Baicheng’s back was almost completely soaked with sweat.

Another Omega took advantage of her lunch break to come and ask Mu Baicheng for her GreenChat ID.

Before the Omega could approach, Qin Xiyao walked over and sat directly on Mu Baicheng’s lap, leaning into her embrace.

Her cool body instantly dispelled Mu Baicheng’s sweltering heat.

Qin Xiyao glanced impassively at the other Omega, then closed her eyes and began napping in Mu Baicheng’s arms.

The Omega turned around and left in embarrassment.

Mu Baicheng was at a loss, uncertain where she should place her hands.

“Um… You don’t have to…”

“Aren’t you hot?”

Qin Xiyao’s voice was as cool and mild as her body temperature.

She cultivated the Dao of Questioning the Heart and peered into the workings of destiny. She did not possess the body temperature of an ordinary person.

That was also why the heavenly punishment she faced upon becoming a Saint had been far more terrifying than what ordinary Quasi-Saints endured.

Mu Baicheng sighed inwardly.

Qin Xiyao’s body temperature truly did help her cool down.

Mu Baicheng had naturally run hot ever since she was a child. Her master had said it was because she possessed a body of pure yang.

But Mu Baicheng knew that after she differentiated and her master discovered her underdeveloped gland, he had stopped putting much effort into teaching her.

She had no parents and did not know where she had come from.

After she reached adulthood, her master had also treated her with indifference.

To this world, Mu Baicheng was someone whose existence made no difference at all.

“Thank you,” Mu Baicheng murmured.

A faint trace of grievance colored the end of her sentence.

The Mu Baicheng of her previous life never would have revealed such an emotion.

In Qin Xiyao’s eyes, Mu Baicheng had once been aloof yet compassionate, detached from everything in the mortal world.

The present Mu Baicheng was greedy for money, weak, and utterly ordinary.

Qin Xiyao wrapped her arms around Mu Baicheng’s waist. Silver light flashed through her eyes once more.

Among all the gods and demons of the heavens and throughout the Nineteen Provinces of the universe, Mu Baicheng had rarely encountered a worthy opponent.

So even you can feel aggrieved?

Then who am I supposed to tell about my grievances?

*

It was not until four in the afternoon that the park gradually became crowded.

Mu Baicheng’s stall experienced an unprecedented surge in business.

Previously, only Omegas and Betas would visit her stall. But today, quite a few Alphas came as well.

Mu Baicheng knew they had all come because of Qin Xiyao.

Qin Xiyao closed her eyes.

None of these people had come to deliver money to them.

The sun was sinking westward and was about to disappear behind Long Mountain when several figures dressed in suits appeared before the fortune-telling stall.

Qin Xiyao abruptly opened her eyes.

The fortune she had been waiting for had finally arrived.

The man walking at the front had a high, broad forehead and a prominent Fuxi bone.[2] These were the features of an emperor.

Purple qi surrounded him, indicating that he was destined for immense wealth and status.

Unfortunately, a stream of black, baleful qi rose directly from his upper forehead. He had clearly encountered considerable trouble.

Qin Xiyao’s gaze shifted toward the woman beside him.

The woman had high cheekbones, a prominent nose, and long, narrow eyes. She had been born with a destiny of wealth and privilege. Ordinarily, only someone born with a golden spoon in her mouth would possess such features.

The man appeared to be in his forties, while the woman was only in her early twenties.

The nature of their relationship was self-evident.

The two appeared to be arguing.

The woman shook off the man’s hand, strode directly toward the fortune-telling stall, and sat down.

Seeing that she finally had a customer, Mu Baicheng immediately prepared to examine the woman’s Eight Characters of Birth.

Qin Xiyao stepped forward, pulled Mu Baicheng out of the way, and sat across from the woman herself.

She handed the woman a brush and ink.

“Write a character.”

Qin Xiyao’s calm voice and otherworldly bearing made the woman—who had only come here in a fit of temper—freeze for a moment.

But it lasted only an instant.

The woman smiled self-mockingly.

“Sorry…”

“Don’t you want to know whether you and that person still have a chance?”

Qin Xiyao knew the woman had intended to say that she had only sat down on impulse.

The question she wanted to ask was already written across her face.

The woman had been born into wealth and enjoyed excellent romantic luck.

Unfortunately, the romantic prospects she encountered were usually rotten ones.

The moment Qin Xiyao spoke, not only did the woman freeze, but so did the man who had hurried after her to bring her away.

The man looked suspiciously at the young Omega.

He no longer insisted on taking his daughter away, curious to hear what this Omega intended to say.

The woman picked up the brush and wrote the character 酥, su, upon the rice paper.

Her handwriting was elegant and delicate, precisely the kind of calligraphy expected from a young lady of a prestigious family.

“Go ahead.”

The woman set down the brush and raised her chin somewhat arrogantly as she looked at Qin Xiyao.

“Rosy, delicate hands; yellow-vine wine; spring fills the city as willows line the palace walls.[3] Miss Liu, your calligraphy is excellent.”

“How do you know my surname is Liu?”

The woman looked surprised.

Although her father was a prominent tycoon in Hu City, he had protected her extremely well from childhood. The outside world knew practically nothing about her.

Could it be…

Her gaze swept toward the man standing behind her.

Had Qin Xiyao recognized her because her father was here?

No, that could not be right.

Her father rarely appeared in public. Not many people in Hu City recognized him, much less a fortune-teller running a roadside stall.

They belonged to completely different social circles.

If she had not lost her temper today, she likely would never have crossed paths with a street fortune-teller in her entire life.

“Liu Suhong. It is a beautiful name. But Miss Liu, don’t you already know how things will end between you and that person?”

Qin Xiyao did not answer Liu Suhong’s question.

The moment Liu Suhong wrote that character, Qin Xiyao had already seen everything the woman had experienced.

“What do you mean?”

Liu Suhong’s expression darkened.

She and that person had visited fortune-tellers before, and all of them had said that they were a match made in heaven.

Qin Xiyao picked up the brush and wrote a line beneath Liu Suhong’s character.

“The east wind is cruel; joy is thin. Wrong, wrong, wrong.[4]”

Qin Xiyao’s calligraphy was as sharp as a blade.

Every stroke seemed to contain magic. The three consecutive characters for wrong shook Liu Suhong so deeply that tears spilled from her eyes.

“I should have accepted it long ago. Thank you.”

Liu Suhong initially intended to give Qin Xiyao cash.

However, after allowing her gaze to linger on Qin Xiyao’s exquisite face, she changed her mind.

“Can I add you on GreenChat? I’m an Omega too. I won’t harass you.”

Qin Xiyao tilted her head and beckoned Mu Baicheng over.

The moment Mu Baicheng approached, Qin Xiyao pulled her closer and said to Liu Suhong, “I don’t have GreenChat. You can leave your contact information with her.”

Liu Suhong burst into laughter.

“Is she your Alpha? Don’t worry. I like men. I only want to be friends with you.”

After speaking, she pulled out a thick stack of banknotes, placed it on the table, and turned to leave.

Mu Baicheng’s eyes shone as she stared at the money.

Good grief. There had to be nearly twenty thousand yuan there!

“We will meet again,” Qin Xiyao said.

Liu Suhong stopped walking.

She turned around and met Qin Xiyao’s eyes.

Liu Suhong caught sight of an almost imperceptible flash of silver passing through their depths.

Qin Xiyao spoke calmly.

“The person destined for you is a woman.”

After Liu Suhong left, Qin Xiyao followed Mu Baicheng home.

Without her shabby little car, Mu Baicheng could only squeeze onto a crowded bus with Qin Xiyao.

Afraid that someone might grope her, Mu Baicheng kept Qin Xiyao securely protected within her arms throughout the journey.

When they reached the old residential district and had only just entered the community, hysterical shouting erupted near the entrance.

A crowd had gathered around the gate.

Mu Baicheng had no idea what was happening. Just as she prepared to pass through the entrance and return home, Auntie Sun grabbed her.

“Wait. Your landlady’s husband has been having an affair. If you go over there now, she might take her anger out on you.”

Mu Baicheng was too shocked to speak.

If she remembered correctly, Qin Xiyao had warned Mrs. Luo to pay more attention to her husband that very morning.

Mrs. Luo’s bloodshot eyes spotted Qin Xiyao among the crowd.

Her face twisted ferociously as she charged toward her.

“This is all because of you! If you hadn’t gone around spouting nonsense, how could something like this have happened?”

Qin Xiyao stared somewhat dazedly at the rapidly approaching Mrs. Luo.

She had consumed a considerable amount of power performing the divination for Liu Suhong.

There was an unmistakably baleful aura surrounding Mrs. Luo.

Damn it.

If Qin Xiyao confronted her directly in her current condition, she would be the one to suffer.

Behind Mrs. Luo, the baleful entity opened its enormous, blood-filled maw.

Its scarlet eyes gleamed as though it had found the perfect prey.

Clinging to Mrs. Luo’s body, it lunged straight at Qin Xiyao.