Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!-Chapter 760: Daoist, I’ve Long Heard of Your Great Reputation

Chapter 760: Chapter 760: Daoist, I’ve Long Heard of Your Great Reputation

In the winter, everyone sat in the courtyard, enjoying the cold flowers and drinking hot tea, finding a unique charm in the activity.

Their family’s feast had been famous in the Capital for many years.

Today, she merely sought to imitate and improve it a bit.

Sure enough, she received many compliments.

Gradually, everyone took their seats, and Old Sir Jiang reappeared.

He had changed into a dark red jacket, paired with an elderly skirt underneath, looking even more radiant.

However, what caught Jiang Li’s attention more was the person closely following behind her grandfather.

The newcomer wore a brand-new Daoist robe, his hair and beard mostly white, and he was tall and thin, looking as if he might fall over with just a puff of wind.

His eyebrows were arched, long and thin, and a green jade hairpin was tucked into his Daoist hat.

Jiang Li narrowed her eyes.

He had finally shown up.

This was the rumored Daoist Xu Mei.

She had heard from her elders that the Jiang Family’s business had suddenly flourished after facing difficulties, all thanks to this Daoist’s guidance.

Afterward, Old Sir Jiang had treated him like a second parent, lavishing him with all manners of hospitality and involving him in practically every affair of the household.

The rebellious her had never believed in this, and hence had barely seen the Daoist.

Now it seemed—

Jiang Li narrowed her eyes, just about to scrutinize him closely, when Jiang Yan beside her spat softly,

"How can the old man invite this charlatan back? Hasn’t he fooled our family enough? Especially me, I’m the worst off, insisting I match with that Miss Qiao in the Four Pillars of Destiny. He said if I don’t marry her, I’ll be unlucky. Damn it, marrying her is the real bad luck, what a nonsense-talking quack!"

Lin Man Ru quickly hushed him in a low voice.

"Your grandfather is here, keep your voice down."

But she knew well that Jiang Yan’s words were not without merit.

Originally, she had no doubts about the Daoist whom Old Sir Jiang trusted, but after Jiang Li exposed the despicable nature of Miss Qiao and her mother at the engagement banquet, her belief in the Daoist became dubious.

It was he who claimed Miss Qiao could help improve their family’s fortune, yet the Qiao Family turned out to be sheer wolves in sheep’s clothing.

He also said that Ming Chuan marrying Wanzhi would lead to better days, yet now the couple lived apart, almost no different from being divorced.

He even claimed that Jiang Li’s Four Pillars of Destiny clashed with the Jiang Family’s, bringing misfortune, yet her daughter clearly was the lucky star of the Jiang Family.

Thinking this, Lin Man Ru grew increasingly displeased with Daoist Xu Mei, even going so far as to sharply stomp on his foot as he was about to sit down.

Daoist Xu Mei, already thin, nearly blacked out from the stomp.

Lin Man Ru quickly apologized.

Daoist Xu Mei couldn’t really say anything, only managing a smile before sitting down next to her.

Jiang Li, witnessing this scene, secretly marveled to herself at her mother’s undimmed "childlike innocence."

Then Jiang Zhao Yuan stood up, spoke a few words, and officially started the feast as an endless stream of gourmet dishes were brought in.

Song gradually emerged from the stage behind.

Considering the guests’ preferences, Jiang Li had specifically arranged a mix of opera and symphony, aiming for a blend of Eastern and Western cultures.

As for the grand finale...

That would depend on his performance.

Midway through the meal, Old Sir Jiang’s cheeks turned slightly red, and he unexpectedly called her.

Jiang Li put down her chopsticks and looked up to see Old Sir Jiang smiling warmly at Daoist Xu Mei.

"Daoist, this is my granddaughter, much steadier than before, wouldn’t you say?"

Daoist Xu Mei’s gaze swept across Jiang Li’s face, and a flicker of an unusual emotion flashed through his pupils before he calmly continued with Jiang Zhao Yuan’s words:

"Indeed, much steadier than before."

Jiang Zhao Yuan was in a good mood and continued to praise Jiang Li, "Didn’t you say before that her fortunes were not promising? But I think they’re pretty good, perhaps it’s the effect of that talisman paper you gave her. Today’s arrangements were all made by my granddaughter, quite impressive, right? Oh right, she has also picked up some knowledge on Xuan Sect, she might ask for your guidance someday."

As he spoke, he turned to Jiang Li, "Lili, this is the Daoist I mentioned before."

Calmly, Jiang Li raised her wine glass towards Daoist Xu Mei.

"Daoist, I’ve heard much about you."

As she spoke, she scanned Daoist Xu Mei’s features.

Sure enough, just as she had thought, she could not discern any trajectory of fate.

But this was normal, as many in the Xuan Sect often concealed their own fate trajectory so that it was not easily traced by others.

Another part of it was that those with highly profound Daoist practice were also indiscernible.

Could it be that Daoist Xu Mei belonged to the latter?

But if he had such profound Daoist practice, why would he mislead Old Sir Jiang?

As Jiang Li observed him, Daoist Xu Mei was also sizing up the girl before him.

To be honest, when he first saw her, he was somewhat shocked.

Years ago, he had predicted her fortune inaccurately, chaotic and a mess, even hinting at a short lifespan.

Yet today, he couldn’t discern any fate trajectory on her face.

What was more frightening was that she emitted an extremely powerful and glossy aura.

Could it be that she had found an incredible master in these past years?

But there weren’t such formidable figures in the Capital.

Captivated yet reflective, Daoist Xu Mei thought to himself that his trip to the Jiang Family was truly worthwhile, or else he wouldn’t have discovered such intriguing matters.

Daoist Xu Mei squinted and smiled, "Miss Jiang is so formidable? Perhaps we could exchange our knowledge someday?"

"It’s nothing of the sort, I simply enjoy reading books on this topic, and don’t grasp the profound meanings, I haven’t even memorized the I Ching yet."

"Is that so?"

Meanwhile, Jiang Yan choked out loud.

Jiang Li said she was not familiar?

Hell, she could manage fortunes for others and transform into a human radar broadcasting his location 24 hours a day.

If this was considered unfamiliar, then all Daoists across the world should quit.

Soon, the banquet was nearly finished, and everyone gradually moved to the tea hall.

The Jiang Family’s banquet was officially a longevity celebration but more closely resembled a social gathering for various influential figures.

The guests were all prominent figures from different fields, why would they miss such an excellent opportunity for networking and making connections?

Understanding them well, Jiang Li had arranged a dance floor after dinner, letting these bigshots drink and dance, and even discuss some business.

Daoist Xu Mei’s reputation seemed truly not insignificant, as soon as he left the table, he was stopped by various people, all clamoring for him to make a prediction.

Indeed, the Jiang Family was now prospering, having rapidly risen from an almost bankrupt minor family to prominent status.

It was said to be all thanks to this master.

Jiang Li intended to stealthily close in and thoroughly investigate Daoist Xu Mei’s capabilities.

But before she could hear much, Lin Manru pulled her aside.

"Lili, we have quite a few relatives over today that you haven’t met before, mom will take you to meet them now."

Jiang Li naturally couldn’t refuse, so she grabbed a glass of wine and followed Lin Manru inside.