At Master's words, the three of us were all startled.
The intelligence we had seen in the conference room showed that the number of chickens and eggs this poultry farm sold every year was absolutely staggering.
It was a local star enterprise and a major taxpayer.
The local authorities had even given it plenty of preferential treatment and awarded it numerous honors.
Who would have thought that beneath the poultry farm's glossy exterior, aside from being the Black Shaman's secret stronghold—
the chickens and eggs it sold were fucking plague-ridden fowl tainted with yin malice. What a black-hearted bunch!
They were already trying to seize our territory and devour the spiritual energy on our side, but they were also indiscriminately harming people. What a pack of bastards who deserved to die.
"Those damned Black Shamans are truly vicious."
"I never expected this Feng Shui to be so sinister."
"..."
Master nodded and continued, pointing at the poultry farm.
"This isn't all. Someone with exceptional skill definitely guided the construction of this poultry farm.
"The position beside the highway on the poultry farm's left is the finishing touch of the Sun-Devouring Spirit-Locking Formation.
"To arrange a baleful site like this—whoever did it is a master among masters.
"Look. The highway comes in at an angle and cuts diagonally across the Azure Dragon position of the poultry farm, creating a heart-piercing sha.
"Coupled with the endless flow of traffic day and night, it directly shatters the vital energy of the Azure Dragon position.
"This leaves the poultry farm without yang energy on the left and without protection on the right, forming an unbalanced state of baleful energy on the left, emptiness on the right, and overflowing yin energy.
"The poultry farm's wall forms an angle with the highway. At that angle, the