The Feng Shui Treasure Appraiser

299: Chapter 299 What is Fate?Can Wang Zhiwei cultivate now?

Of course he can.

Theoretically, as long as a person is not dead, they can cultivate.

But in reality, the hope is slim.

It is extremely difficult for a normal, healthy person to even get started with cultivation, let alone someone like Wang Zhiwei, who is a frail old man.

Unless Wang Zhiwei has incredible luck.

But even with incredible luck, it would only be the beginning; it would be hard to bring about any significant change to Wang Zhiwei’s own life or fate, and he might even experience some calamities because of it.

As for things like eternal life or longevity, don’t even think about them.

His foundation is too poor.

Even starting would be useless.

It would be better to just earn more money and spend it on Han Jingyang’s dharma instruments.

As long as you have money, the things that can be achieved through cultivation can also be achieved by buying dharma instruments.

Therefore, Han Jingyang shook his head directly, shattering Wang Zhiwei’s illusions: ”Old Wang, don’t think about those pointless things. You have already surpassed almost all ordinary people in this half of your life. Your wealth and social status have already reached the limits accessible to ordinary people. The delicacies and beautiful women you have enjoyed are also things that ordinary people cannot touch. You have already reached the pinnacle of life, so don’t covet things that you were never meant to touch in the first place. Don’t accidentally lose what you already have.”

Wang Zhiwei sighed in disappointment but nodded: ”Little brother, I understand what you’re saying, it’s just... sigh.”

While sighing, his eyes lingered reluctantly as he pulled his gaze away from the partition door: ”It’s my first time seeing women with such exceptional temperament. Compared to those four sisters, the women I’ve been with before are simply...”

Han Jingyang smiled: ”The four of them are very special. Let alone you, it’s my first time seeing them too, and it’s the first time for everyone else in the world as well. It’s normal for your mentality to be unbalanced, but you must not get obsessed with them. Old Wang, don’t blame me for not warning you; something will really go wrong.”

Wang Zhiwei took a deep breath and nodded: ”I know, I know.”

Han Jingyang shook his head, stood up, went to the counter, took out a small jade pendant, and slapped it into Wang Zhiwei’s palm: ”Old Wang, this thing can at least suppress some evil thoughts. If you feel that your thoughts and emotions are not right, wear it around your neck.”

Wang Zhiwei picked up the jade pendant and hung it directly around his neck. He closed his eyes to feel it carefully and revealed a satisfied smile: ”Little brother, the dharma instruments here never disappoint me. My emotions have stabilized all of a sudden. Amazing, what is the story behind this dharma instrument?”

”Don’t worry about the story behind it, just know that it’s good for you.”

”Alright then, how much is it?”

”I won’t charge you for these two little things; consider them a gift. Just make sure you have the money ready for tomorrow.”

”Right, how much does tomorrow’s Feng Shui setup cost?”

”Friendship price, six million.”

”This is still a friendship price?”

”Of course. The normal price is at least ten million. Let me tell you, I’ve put in a lot of effort.”

”Really?”

”Would I lie to you?”

Wang Zhiwei was overjoyed: ”Little brother, thank you so much.”

Han Jingyang said with a smile: ”Just make sure the money is ready. But remember, this is a friendship price for you. The friends you introduce won’t be at this standard. When you brag, make sure you brag clearly; don’t screw yourself over, and definitely don’t screw me over.”

Wang Zhiwei agreed readily: ”Okay, okay.”

While speaking, he transferred the money: ”Little brother, which dharma instruments will you be using? Let me take a look, hehe, it would be best if you could explain them to me.”

Han Jingyang beckoned: ”Follow me.”

He was indeed prepared.

Because Wang Zhiwei was among the first batch to place an order.

He would take out a suitable item whenever he found one and set it aside. He had picked out a total of twelve suitable dharma instruments, all packed in a cardboard box.

Wang Zhiwei, however, caught sight of another cardboard box: ”Little brother, is that one also for me?”

”No, that one was ordered by someone else.”

”Why does it look better than mine?”

”Of course, their requirements are higher, and they offered a higher price, so the items are naturally better.”

”How much did they pay?”

”Twenty million.”

”Damn, what a tycoon.”

”There aren’t many poor people among my customers. If you count it up, Old Wang, you’re already among the poorest.”

Wang Zhiwei grimaced: ”Little brother, you really don’t hold back with your words.”

”Haha, if you’re willing to pay more, I can switch you to a high-end set right now.”

”...”

Wang Zhiwei’s expression clearly showed he was tempted.

But after hesitating for a long time, he shook his head: ”Ever since I met you, my expenses have increased so much that I really don’t have that much money left.”

Han Jingyang shrugged, but sighed silently in his heart.

What is fate?

This is it.

If only Wang Zhiwei could bring himself to switch to a high-end set of dharma instruments, the gains would definitely exceed his imagination. Combined with his current good luck, his career and wealth could make leaps and bounds, leading to a qualitative improvement.

However, with this hesitation, Wang Zhiwei gave up. It seemed like he was saving money, but in reality, he missed a truly good opportunity.

Of course, this low-end set is also not bad, and it even comes with a skill. It can also allow Wang Zhiwei’s career and wealth to take a big step forward, but it is only a quantitative change, not a qualitative one.

At Wang Zhiwei’s age and level, quantitative change is difficult, and qualitative change is even harder.

Without a particularly good opportunity, it would be quite good if he could just hold onto this wealth for the rest of his life.

The opportunity was right there, but Wang Zhiwei gave it up himself.

What do you call this?

Fate.

Destiny.

In a person’s life, there are only a few opportunities that can truly change one’s destiny. The older one gets, the fewer the opportunities; once missed, they are truly missed.

Of course, in the future, Wang Zhiwei can still spend money to buy higher-level Feng Shui setups from Han Jingyang.

But a Feng Shui setup alone is still hard to trigger a qualitative change; it also depends on Wang Zhiwei’s own fortune.

At this moment, Wang Zhiwei is in a period of great fortune and can handle sudden opportunities.

Once this wave of great fortune passes, whether he can handle it is another matter.

Of course, Han Jingyang doesn’t play by the rules. If he really wanted to forcibly change Wang Zhiwei’s fortune and destiny, it wouldn’t be impossible, but the price would be too high.

Wang Zhiwei didn’t know what he had missed; instead, he carefully examined the dharma instruments in the cardboard box. He looked at them very seriously, asking questions non-stop while looking, and occasionally taking photos, then awkwardly explaining: ”Little brother, it’s not that I don’t trust you, hehe, I just want to take a photo to show off.”

Han Jingyang patted Wang Zhiwei’s shoulder: ”Old Wang, it’s fine to post on social media, but it’s best not to be too detailed, lest you be targeted by others. Let me tell you, these seemingly inconspicuous little items are priceless treasures in the eyes of many in the underworld. If they arouse their covetousness, you and your family will be in danger.”

”Ah? It wouldn’t be that exaggerated, would it?”

”It’s not exaggerated at all,” Han Jingyang shrugged: ”dharma instruments are inherently precious, and even more so when they come from my hands, so it’s better to keep a low profile.”

Wang Zhiwei regretfully put away his phone: ”Alright then, I’ll keep a low profile. I’m a person who listens to advice.”

Having said this, he suddenly turned his head to look around, carefully closed the door, and asked in a low voice: ”Little brother, let me consult you about one more thing.”

”Go ahead.”

”Does that thing, ’painted skin’, really exist?”

”What do you mean?”

”A friend of mine has been acting really weird lately, like she’s a completely different person. The night before last, in a daze, I saw her with another face I didn’t recognize at all. But when I looked closely, there was no change. It scared me so much that my hair stood on end. The more I think about it after returning, the more terrifying I find it.”