The saying goes that the longer one is in the Feng Shui Divination Circle, the more knowledge they acquire.

But this is not absolute.

Last year, Sikong Shan happened to be in the imperial capital and was fortunate enough to witness Ying Zijin decimate the Great Elder of the Xie Family in one stroke.

He could naturally see that Ying Zijin was also an ancient martial artist.

However, the Feng Shui formation technique set by the Great Elder of the Xie Family, which forcefully drew in others' fortunes, could only be broken by a diviner.

He considered himself inferior to the Xie Family's Great Elder, yet the Great Elder was so effortlessly killed by Ying Zijin.

Who could compare to that?

If Luo Xiu wasn't trying to flatter him to death, then he was just a fool.

The more Sikong Shan thought about it, the angrier he became.

Luo Xiu was extremely puzzled, "Master Sikong, what are you talking about? Where is there another master here?"

This was the last straw for Sikong Shan.

He strode forward and smacked Luo Xiu on the head, then tugged at Luo Xiu's ear, angrily scolding, "Can't you see? Master Ying is standing right in front of you. Are you blind?"

"Master Ying slays giant serpents, destroys evildoers—such feats, I tell you, no one in our Hua Country Divination World can surpass Master Ying!"

Having finished, Sikong Shan looked up again, "Master Ying, those diviners over in Luonan don't recognize you; it's truly their lack of insight. Please do not mind them."

"I won't." Ying Zijin, one hand in her pocket, her gaze placid, "They're just strangers."

"Exactly, my master would not care about them. They're not worthy of my master making a move." Di Wu Yue placed her hands on her hips and snorted, "But you, Grandfather Sikong, you bully me, I'm going to tell on you."

Sikong Shan: "..."

Truly a little devil.

Sikong Shan was at his wit's end, "Then tell me, how should I apologize?"

"I heard that the Sikong Family has a pure gold scepter." Di Wu Yue thought for a moment, "My birthday is coming soon, so how about you give it to me, Grandfather Sikong."

"..."

He knew it.

Sikong Shan was extremely distressed, "Alright, alright, once we return to the imperial capital, I'll have someone deliver it to the Di Wu Family."

He suddenly remembered something and abruptly asked, "By the way, girl, do you have a boyfriend? If not, would you consider my grandson?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin raised her eyelashes.

As the three chatted away, Luo Xiu was engulfed by overwhelming panic and fear.

It was as if a giant hammer had struck him, his vision went dark, his mind went blank, and his ears buzzed.

What did Sikong Shan call Ying Zijin?

Master Ying?!

Luo Xiu felt as though fate had played a colossal joke on him.

His initiative to come to O Continent's dangerous mansion was also prompted by hearing that Sikong Shan would be bringing his disciples here.

He intended to forge a good relationship with Sikong Shan to establish links with the master who slew the serpent in the imperial capital.

In this way, the Luo Family would stand atop the peak, never to fall.

This was Luo Xiu's whole plan.

But he didn't expect that before the plan could even begin, it had already aborted prematurely.

Was Ying Zijin this supposed master?

Was this master standing behind the Di Wu Family?

And they claimed not to have any background?!

Luo Xiu's thoughts became a tangled mess, his whole body trembling.

They withdrew the marriage from the Di Wu Family because the Di Wu Family was getting weaker.

But who would have thought that Di Wu Yue was Ying Zijin's disciple?

In merely a few seconds, Luo Xiu felt engulfed by regret.

But the marriage had already been withdrawn, and they had repeatedly clashed with Di Wu Yue.

Although not a vendetta of blood, it was enough to sever any relations.

How could they establish connections again?

Luo Xiu's escape plan faltered; he woodenly stared at the girl, and opened his mouth, "Master Ying, I..."

Ying Zijin paid him no mind, turning instead, "Yueyue, let's go in, you lead the way."

"Got it." Di Wu Yue picked up the compass, "Let's go."

"Master Ying, this mansion is very dangerous." Sikong Shan tried to intervene, "Miss Yue is still young; if something were to happen..."

"It is not difficult for Yueyue." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "We'll just take a look."

At this point, Sikong Shan could only follow them inside without further persuasion.

The mansion was large, being a five-story villa with a big garden.

"Master Ying," Sikong Shan stroked his beard, "Do you think the layout of the house here is the main reason for the malevolent energy?"

"Yes." Ying Zijin merely glanced and saw everything through, "And also the few trees in that garden, they have precisely violated the taboos, Yueyue."

"Here!"

"I'll leave it all to you."

"No problem." Di Wu Yue calculated, "One hour."

After that, Sikong Shan and the others couldn't do anything.

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