"I rather think that a helping hand from me could save you ten years of effort."
Yang Qing looked at the burly man with a cheerful smile.
Though the man before him looked sturdy, all his strength was concentrated in his upper body, leaving his footing extremely unstable.
Still, either the man truly had not known this before, or he had long anticipated such a situation and prepared a countermeasure in advance.
He really was a meticulous fellow.
Yang Qing smiled faintly. "What do you all intend to do?"
Although Yang Qing's words had indeed set the man's mind turning, his expression changed when he saw that Yang Qing and his companions were actually busy helping clear leaves from the great scholar tree at the village entrance.
What exactly were these people here for? Fussing over this wretched tree like that—did they really think they belonged here?
"Stop!"
The man barked sharply at Yang Qing.
Though the scholar tree looked unremarkable, an exceedingly well-concealed Qi-Gathering Formation lay hidden within it.
This Qi-Gathering Formation could help the villagers gather good fortune and vitality from outside.
Not only that, but the houses in the village had not been built at random either. Their positions and arrangements followed very strict rules.
The village looked quite ordinary, but every one of its residents was far from simple.
However, these villagers might not have known that everything they had done offered them no benefit whatsoever. On the contrary, it brought endless trouble.
For although the Qi-Gathering Formation was formidable and offered people considerable help, it demanded an extremely high degree of structural integrity.
Once the formation suffered damage, even the slightest bit, the Qi-Gathering Formation would immediately become a Wealth-Scattering Formation.
Until all the wealth here had been scattered, the Qi-Gathering Formation would not disappear.