The Strange and Beguiling Are No Match for the Human Heart (Part 1)

Xiao Song's uncle was surnamed Yue—Yue Buyi.

This high-level Purple Mansion was quite interesting. Handsome and refined, impeccable in both speech and bearing, he was the kind of mature heartthrob who would slaughter married women's hearts—the male lead of an old-school romance novel.

But Wang Chen felt that the man was very fake.

Perhaps it was because of his first impression, but he easily saw through the falsehood beneath Mr. Yue's grand and righteous facade. He was even more dismissive of the price the latter named.

"Fellow Daoist Yue, if that's the case, then there's no need for us to continue talking."

Wang Chen could not be bothered to waste words with him and said bluntly, "Five hundred thousand Lower Spirit Stones. If you're willing to sell, we'll establish a Dao pact right now. If not, forget it."

Wang Chen's unequivocal attitude made Yue Buyi's face turn green. He fell silent for a moment before replying, "Six hundred thousand at the very least. I won't sell for a single stone less."

The moment he spoke, Yue Buyi's heart was bleeding.

Whether in feng shui layout or location and surroundings, this residence was excellent. It had been one of his proudest real estate investments back then. If not for that incident, selling it for fifty thousand Medium Spirit Stones would not have been a problem at all.

Fifty thousand Medium Spirit Stones was equivalent to six million Lower Spirit Stones.

Yet now, he could only sell it for one-tenth of that price.

There was no helping it. Golden Core True Persons disdained such a house, while Purple Mansion cultivators could not solve the problem of the strange entity causing trouble. The previous tenants had all fled one after another, thoroughly ruining the residence's reputation.

Even the embarrassing tale of him, the