My gorgeous wife Chapter 2020 - 1988: What Kind of Monster Are You?

The God Subduing Swamp is known to be exceedingly perilous, a fact beyond doubt.

Furthermore, a potent restriction resides within the swamp, rendering flight impossible for anyone, at least for Li Chen. In such a treacherous locale, any unfortunate soul who falls in will inevitably sink, with only these ancient trees appearing utterly unaffected.

However, to suddenly witness a person perched upon one of these ancient trees in such a place is inexplicably eerie.

Christina was startled, and even Li Chen couldn’t help but feel a slight tremor in his heart. He could discern that it was a living individual!

"What should we do?" Christina, unable to decide, turned to Li Chen.

"Let's go take a look," Li Chen declared after a moment of contemplation, nodding solemnly.

Upon hearing this, Christina uttered no further words, slowly guiding the boat toward the ancient tree.

Truthfully, she would have preferred to avoid any interaction with such a bizarre individual, but since Li Chen had already made his decision, she had nothing more to say. Compared to herself, her trust seemed to lie more with the enigmatic Li Chen.

It wasn’t until they drew nearer that Li Chen could observe clearly. Not only was a person sitting cross-legged on the ancient tree's branch, but there were also several items arranged beside him. Despite his seated posture on the branch, the limb was thick enough to easily accommodate both the person and the securely placed objects.

What struck Li Chen as peculiar was a small flag planted near the trunk of the ancient tree. Upon it were inscribed the words: 'Master of antiquity, heaven and earth in one divination.'

"A fortune teller?"

Such an individual, were they anywhere else, would likely not draw much attention. After all, fortune tellers are quite common. While some possess genuine abilities, many are merely charlatans from the Jianghu. Having been deceived numerous times, people generally harbor a poor impression of fortune tellers.

But for a fortune teller to appear in a place like the God Subduing Swamp certainly raises questions.

The man was a middle-aged individual with a dry appearance, sporting a goatee that accentuated a cunning demeanor.

If this man were anywhere else, he would probably be dismissed as an unrefined Jianghu con artist, lacking even the pretense of the celestial conduct often faked by his peers.

Yet, here he was, in the heart of the God Subduing Swamp.

As Li Chen and Christina hesitated, the goatee-adorned middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes appeared ordinary at first glance, but upon closer inspection, Li Chen detected fleeting brilliant sparks deep within them – a sight discernible only due to his Eye of the Dao; otherwise, his Divine Sense would not have registered these subtle traces.

This was undeniably not a simple character!

"Since fate has brought us together, may I offer the two of you a reading?"

"Just as I suspected, a fortune teller," Li Chen grumbled inwardly.

However, who meets someone and immediately offers a reading?

Christina hesitated, on the verge of speaking, when Li Chen interjected, "How much does it cost?"

The Goatee man paused, appearing taken aback, as if this was the first time he had encountered such a question.

In his experience, he was either dismissed as a fraud or summoned at great expense for his readings. His prognostications sometimes yielded nothing of value, while at other times, they proved priceless.

Having encountered countless individuals, this was the very first time someone had inquired about the price upfront.

"If our meeting is predestined, I charge nothing; otherwise, even for hundreds of millions of gold, I would not perform a reading." He considered for a moment before calmly replying, maintaining an air of expertise.

"Then, let's have a reading!" Li Chen grinned, and in the next instant, he stepped directly from the boat onto the thick branch of the ancient tree.

Although the God Subduing Swamp exerts an immense gravitational pull that prevents even a Daoist Lord from flying low, Li Chen, by virtue of his mastery over Space Law, had no need to fly; he could simply traverse the distance in a single stride.

Observing the middle-aged man, Li Chen felt a sense of unease.

He discovered that, to his senses, the middle-aged man exhibited absolutely no aura fluctuations!

He was indistinguishable from an ordinary mortal.

Just moments before, without the aid of his Eye of the Dao, he might not have been able to perceive the middle-aged man's presence with his Divine Sense.

This could only signify one thing.

If this fortune teller was not an ordinary mortal, then he must be a formidable powerhouse whose cultivation vastly surpassed Li Chen's!

And given his presence in a place like the God Subduing Swamp, it was impossible for him to be a mere mortal; only one conclusion remained!

This individual was undoubtedly a top-tier expert!

Within the cultivation world, there are three professions one should never trifle with: healers, alchemists, and fortune tellers, with fortune tellers often being the most formidable.

Noticing Li Chen's peculiar actions, the man with the goatee grew inquisitive. However, he quickly grasped Li Chen's intentions, a smile gracing his lips as he said, "Kindly, present your palm for me to see."

Without any hesitation, Li Chen extended his hand to the goatee-wearing man.

Should the man with the goatee possess supreme power, there would be no need for intricate maneuvers to harm Li Chen; sheer force would suffice to overwhelm him effortlessly.

As the middle-aged man clasped Li Chen's hand, he stroked his goatee and, after a close examination, offered a slight nod. "Not bad. Your fate is marked by the heavens, blessed with exceptional luck..."

"A fork in your life path? Two distinct fate markers? This..."

"One inclination towards holiness, another towards demonic nature. The threads of destiny intertwine, forging..."

At this juncture, the middle-aged man broke into a sweat, his fear escalating with each passing moment of scrutiny.

Throughout his existence, he had encountered countless individuals and peered into innumerable destinies, yet never had he witnessed palm lines as confounding as Li Chen's.

"Allow me to perform another divination!"

With a clammy brow, the middle-aged man released Li Chen's hand and retrieved what appeared to be a tortoise shell crafted from stone.

While typical diviners often employed a few copper coins or similar items, this middle-aged man selected several nondescript small stones and cast them into the stone tortoise shell.

The instant the stones landed within the shell, a radiant luminescence erupted from the middle-aged man's hands.

Amidst the blinding radiance, the middle-aged man suddenly emitted a pained cry.

"Crushing worlds at creation's dawn, standing alone through eternity. This... what in the blazes is this hexagram?!"

"I... You... what manner of monstrosity are you?" The middle-aged man stared at Li Chen, consumed by terror, and rapidly retreated, his back hitting the sturdy tree trunk.

Abruptly, the middle-aged man's body began to convulse uncontrollably, like stones violently shaking. In the very next instant, he ascended into the sky, fleeing directly from the God Subduing Swamp.