My Omega is a Top Heavenly Master - Chapter 10
Just as their lips were about to meet, Liu Suhong’s voice chimed in, “Isn’t this a bit inappropriate?”
Mu Baicheng reacted, quickly pushing Qin Xiyao away and jumping aside. Whoa, what just happened to me? Was I really thinking about Qin Xiyao kissing me? Mu Baicheng, Mu Baicheng, don’t forget you’re a disabled Alpha.
That’s Qin Xiyao, an Omega more beautiful than a celestial being. What are you thinking?
What right do you have to lust after her? Because you’re weak? Because you’re poor?
Mu Baicheng kept lecturing herself, while Qin Xiyao calmly stood up and walked towards the dining room. She smelled the aroma of original recipe chicken. Mu Baicheng isn’t going anywhere. Just because I can’t kiss her now doesn’t mean I won’t have the chance later.
“Tsk, tsk, Xiyao, you’re really something.”
Liu Suhong mysteriously sat next to Qin Xiyao. She should have realized it sooner; no matter how you looked at Qin Xiyao and Mu Baicheng, Mu Baicheng always seemed to be the submissive one.
Qin Xiyao had no idea Liu Suhong was having such a dramatic inner monologue. She just focused on eating. The original recipe chicken pieces were quite large, yet Qin Xiyao ate each bite with incredible elegance.
The rain outside had lessened considerably, but the sky remained cloudy. The three fell into a brief silence. Liu Suhong gazed boredly at the dark clouds outside. “In this weather, I guess we’ll have to stay home this afternoon.”
Thinking about not being able to party tonight, Liu Suhong felt a pang of disappointment.
Qin Xiyao stood up. “Let’s go set up a stall this afternoon. Otherwise, your rent will really just have to be paid with fortune-telling.”
“Huh? But the weather…”
Qin Xiyao said calmly, “If the Fusang tree [1] is glowing, it will clear up before sunset.”
She tilted her head to look at Mu Baicheng. “Let’s go. We’ll clean up and then head out.”
Mu Baicheng sighed. She still hadn’t fully processed the earlier scene, but seeing Qin Xiyao’s unconcerned attitude, she figured it was best not to overthink things herself.
“Coming.”
When they left, the sky was still dark. After getting on the subway, a strong gust of wind suddenly picked up outside, instantly dispersing the dark clouds accumulated above the city.
By the time they arrived at East Lake Park again, the sky had completely cleared. All of Mu Baicheng’s previous romantic and muddled thoughts vanished. Now, she was utterly impressed by Qin Xiyao. Not only could she tell fortunes and read faces, but she could also read the qi of the weather?
Everyone knew that weather changed in an instant, and even weather forecasts couldn’t predict it accurately, yet what Qin Xiyao said came true. Mu Baicheng thought she must follow Qin Xiyao closely to learn. She simply sat on a flower bed and watched Qin Xiyao perform divination.
The first customer was a male Alpha, around forty years old. The man walked forward, but before he could speak, Qin Xiyao stated directly, “The child is not yours.”
All the man’s remaining words were stuck in his throat. He stared blankly into Qin Xiyao’s calm eyes, trying to discern something from this Omega.
“How did you know what I wanted to ask?” He had already consulted several so-called masters in the park. But each one said something different, and most just offered auspicious words.
Qin Xiyao’s fair palm slapped the table. The force seemed light, but the six Wudi coins on the table flew into the air, landing back on the table a moment later.
Qin Xiyao frowned, looking at the position of the Wudi coins. The man asked nervously, “What’s wrong? Is something amiss?”
A few days ago, he discovered his wife was cheating, and his three-year-old child was growing up looking less and less like him. He began to suspect that the child wasn’t his biological son, but he was afraid it was just a misunderstanding. If he rashly took the child for a paternity test, it would hurt the child.
“The Image says: ‘Embracing shame, the position is not appropriate.’ [2]” Her fair fingertip landed on the Kun position in the Six Lines, gently pushing outward. “But it’s not without a turning point. ‘Top Nine: Overthrow Obstruction, first obstruction then joy.’ [3]”
The man was completely bewildered by Qin Xiyao’s words, not understanding a thing. “I don’t quite understand what you mean.”
Qin Xiyao picked up a brush from the side and wrote an explanation of the divination for the man. “Your current child is indeed not yours. You are enduring it and don’t want to change the current state, but you don’t know that only by overturning the present can you embrace future joy.”
She put down the brush, picked up a thin piece of rice paper, and flicked it gently. The unremarkable words on the paper emitted a silvery-white light that shone into the man’s eyes. The man, stunned, reached out and took the paper.
“Master. Your divination fee…” the man said somewhat awkwardly. He had spent a lot of money on divination recently. This girl was young, but she seemed more capable than anyone he had found before. The man figured Qin Xiyao’s fees wouldn’t be cheap.
Qin Xiyao slightly turned her head, pointing in Mu Baicheng’s direction. “Our fate is not yet exhausted. With my Alpha’s WeChat, you will come back to find me.”
“Okay.” The man hadn’t expected Qin Xiyao to charge nothing. He quickly took out his phone and scanned Mu Baicheng’s QR code. The two became friends.
“My name is Lu Dongsheng. I run an antique business in Nanqiao Ancient Town. Master, if you’re interested in the future, you can come and see Nanqiao.” Lu Dongsheng didn’t forget to thank Qin Xiyao as he left.
After he was gone, Mu Baicheng asked her with some curiosity, “Why didn’t you charge that person money?”
“He will bring us more money in the future. There’s no need to settle the karma so quickly now.” Taoism emphasizes karma. If one tells someone’s fortune or interprets a hexagram, one must collect a certain fee. Only then is that particular karmic interaction settled.
Mu Baicheng didn’t speak again. She understood that set of hexagrams as well, but she saw very clearly that Qin Xiyao had just moved the Qian line, which is a fixed position in the Six Lines and cannot be moved.
Qin Xiyao raised an eyebrow, following Mu Baicheng’s gaze to the Qian line in front of her. “Reading a person’s fortune shouldn’t be so rigid. The I Ching states that the Qian line cannot be moved or changed, but that person’s fate was not yet set. Why couldn’t the Qian line be changed?”
Mu Baicheng had never heard such a theory. This was completely different from what she had learned. At this moment, Mu Baicheng didn’t know that this wasn’t from the I Ching. This was a cultivation method from Qin Xiyao’s Way of Inquiry. For those whose fate is not yet set, destiny can be changed. The brave can overturn heaven and earth.
“Oh, I’ve really never heard that before. Why don’t you tell my fortune too, little sister?” The female Omega’s voice was like a hook.
Song Jinran had just left the police station and wanted to see how much her “colleagues” at East Lake Park had recently swindled, when she heard such an outrageous statement.
Qin Xiyao didn’t even glance at her. “Among those of the same sect, it is a rule not to cast a hexagram for a fellow practitioner.”
Her narrow phoenix eyes narrowed with a dangerous glint. Song Jinran rarely saw an Omega more beautiful than herself, not to mention this Omega could judge her to be a fellow practitioner without even looking at her. She didn’t even use basic physiognomy. How did she do it?
“Oh?” Song Jinran’s expression didn’t change, her tone laced with a hint of teasing. “Little sister, you’re joking. How could I be your colleague?”
Mu Baicheng suspiciously scrutinized the woman in front of her. A white short dress, long, straight, fair legs, and naturally seductive. If someone said she was an internet celebrity or a model, Mu Baicheng would believe it. But what Qin Xiyao said was never wrong.
Didn’t Mu Baicheng also not think Qin Xiyao was a Celestial Being at first? She looked so beautiful, who knew she was so formidable. Mu Baicheng chose to shut up and obediently sat on the flower bed, continuing to memorize the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
“Cinnabar and yellow paper have a distinct smell about them.” Qin Xiyao’s tone was calm. Having cultivated for many years, she was too familiar with the smell of these things. This woman not only had the smell of yellow paper but also good magic tools. She had a purple aura of merit.
Although the aura of merit was very faint, it was clear that it was inherited from her ancestors.
Song Jinran was speechless. She admitted Qin Xiyao had some skill. “Impressive, but the Qian line must be fixed. This is an ancestral rule. I don’t agree with what you’re saying.”
She had just seen Lu Dongsheng’s physiognomy. It was a face of misfortune. His son wasn’t his own, and the money he accumulated in his early years would be completely swindled by his wife, leading to a desolate old age.
“Such a dead end, how can you say his fate is not yet set, little ~ sis ~ ter?”
Qin Xiyao finally looked up at Song Jinran. Song Jinran was stunned for a moment, simply because of Qin Xiyao’s ethereal beauty, clear, aloof, and independent. What a truly beautiful woman.
Qin Xiyao turned her head to look at Mu Baicheng. “She’s much stronger than you.”
Mu Baicheng was suddenly called out by Qin Xiyao and looked at her somewhat resentfully. Why did she suddenly bring her up? “I know I’m clumsy, you don’t need to emphasize it.”
Song Jinran raised an eyebrow, looking at the well-behaved Alpha. Such an obedient Alpha was truly rare. “You two are…”
Song Jinran’s probing words made a silver glint flash in Qin Xiyao’s eyes. This woman had been to Chen Yao’s death scene, and she carried the aura of Qin Xiyao’s magical seal.
Watching Song Jinran’s slight smile and her direct gaze on Mu Baicheng, Qin Xiyao’s spiritual power stirred, and her divine consciousness expanded. “My Alpha.”
Qin Xiyao’s voice was very soft, but it came from her divine consciousness, shaking Song Jinran’s three souls and displacing her seven po souls. Song Jinran quickly retreated two steps, her smile gone, and said somewhat stiffly, “Sister certainly has a fiery temper.”
Mu Baicheng had no idea what was happening. She only saw Song Jinran suddenly turn pale, cold sweat beading on her forehead.
“Xiyao.” Liu Suhong hurried over, followed by several people dressed in Taoist robes. Those people, seeing Song Jinran, quickly went forward to help her.
“Miss, what’s wrong?”
Song Jinran pushed their hands away. “I’m fine.”
Liu Suhong’s face showed worry. Qin Xiyao’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Your father’s matter, your family recently changed houses.”
The last time she saw Liu Suhong’s father, she noticed the ominous energy behind him constantly devouring his purple aura. “Purple aura comes from the East” – in ancient times, Liu Suhong’s father had the destiny of an earthly emperor.
Liu Suhong wiped the corner of her eye. “Don’t say any more, just come with me quickly.”
Seeing this, Mu Baicheng quickly packed up their things. “You were fine just now, how in just a few hours…”
“Stop talking nonsense. Lend me your wife.”
Mu Baicheng… She had never seen anyone so fierce who also wanted to borrow a wife. Mu Baicheng pulled Qin Xiyao’s hand back, and continuous magical power flowed from their touching palms into Qin Xiyao.
Indeed, as long as Mu Baicheng was willing, the recovery of magical power was twice as effective.
Mu Baicheng quietly leaned close to Qin Xiyao’s ear, her gaze falling on the people in Taoist robes. “See the people following her? Did you see the badges on their chests?”
Qin Xiyao subtly glanced at the badges on their chests: thumb-sized copper pieces, imprinted with a Primordial Flower. “Primordial Flower, pretty nice.”
Mu Baicheng… “That’s the symbol of the Celestial Master Sect. The Celestial Master Sect is…” She paused, then leaned closer to Qin Xiyao’s ear. “It’s the highest organization for Taoists here.”
Qin Xiyao didn’t quite grasp Mu Baicheng’s meaning. Mu Baicheng sighed, “It means they don’t like people interfering in their affairs. Don’t get involved in Liu Suhong’s business. If we end up on the Celestial Master Sect’s blacklist, we won’t be able to make money with our skills.”
Qin Xiyao calmly glanced at the young Taoists. “Besides their young lady, aren’t the rest of them just useless eaters?”
Song Jinran, hearing this, knew there was a good show about to start, and her lips curled slightly. The faces of several senior disciples beside her all changed. The senior-most disciple even directly pulled out his peach wood sword and pointed it at Qin Xiyao. “You, a nameless, unknown wild practitioner, how dare you speak of our Celestial Master Sect like that?”
“Am I wrong?” Qin Xiyao closed her eyes, the silver glint hidden beneath her eyelashes. “Aren’t you all just useless eaters? Want to compete?” She tightened her grip on Mu Baicheng’s hand. Magical power flowed continuously. Does this old lady fear you bunch of good-for-nothings?
Author’s Note:
Annotations: [1], [2], [3] all originate from the “I Ching” (Book of Changes).