The Fortune-Telling Heiress

Chapter 386

Erwin abruptly stood up, causing the small stool to topple. "Fortune tapping? How is that even possible?"

Madison glanced at Erwin, her tone steady. "What's impossible about it?"

Liam scoffed. "Of course, it's possible. Haven't cultivators done enough harm over the years?"

The expressions of the cultivators present changed slightly. Being part of the mystic arts world, they had all heard about cultivators' wrongdoings. Erwin stood firm. "But this isn't a trivial matter. It's about fortune tapping."

Liam remained cold and dismissive. "And so what if it is? Hasn't anyone in the mystic arts world ever done anything to obscure the heavens?"

This statement caused further shifts in the crowd's expressions.

Michael stood up and said to Liam. "Now is not the time to discuss these things. We need to talk about that Ghost King. If he dares to commit fortune tapping, he has probably done it before. More importantly, there are many paired scarecrows inside."

The others exchanged glances, and one person stepped forward. "We can rescue people; that much is true. But dealing with that Ghost King or breaking the divine talismans I'm not capable of that. "Those who can break divine talismans don't want to come out of hiding these days. Even if we somehow managed to kill the Ghost King, what about those talismans? Who can sever them?" The crowd fell silent.

The mystic arts world had declined in recent years, with the few capable individuals choosing to live in seclusion, denying any help requests.

quiet. He understood that the others weren't shirking responsibility but speaking

"Is there anything we can

folks possibly assist with

Erwin sighed as well.

stood up.

at Madison. "Do you

now, weapons have evolved

Michael's eyes suddenly lit up. "But we can make those weapons

cultivators' expressions

and exclaimed, "How foolish we've been! It's such a simple concept. We'll be fine as long as we can make those weapons

development of

how to proceed with this mission. As the military representative, Logan was

and gradually sighed in relief. He turned to Madison, speaking earnestly, "Thank you, Ms. Locke."

...

a smile. "All these years, while the mystic arts world has maintained a connection with the govemment, there has always been a clear boundary between us. The government views us as feudal superstitions, while we think we get nothing

have