Mighty Heavenly Dragon

"That house is haunted!"

The old broker said in a low voice, and he sat down as well, leaning forward slightly.

"It started about two years ago. The house originally belonged to a wealthy family. One night, they suddenly heard a woman crying in the courtyard, which was particularly eerie. The servants of the mansion came out with lanterns to investigate and saw a woman dressed in white sitting by the well, covering her face and weeping."

"When the servants asked her who she was, she didn't answer, she just cried. The servants initially thought it was one of the ladies of the household who had been wronged and had come to the courtyard to vent her frustrations, so they shone their lanterns over there, but who knew..."

At this point, the old broker's voice grew even lower, and he adopted a pretentious tone, as if he had witnessed the horrific event firsthand.

"And then?" Chu Caiwei clenched her little fists, her big eyes blinking, looking both nervous and expectant.

Xu Qi'an thought of those women in her past life who were both scared and wanted to watch horror movies, even though she was a seventh-grade Feng Shui Master.

"At this moment," the old broker's voice was erratic, his expression dark and terrifying, "The woman raised her face, her features a bloody mess, her eyeballs hanging from her face like two black holes, with maggots crawling around inside. Her mouth was blackish-purple, and dark blood oozed from it."

Xu Qi'an saw goosebumps rise on Chu Caiwei's fair neck, and his delicate body shivered slightly.

The old broker was very satisfied with Chu Caiwei's reaction and said with a sense of accomplishment, "After the first wealthy family moved out, the next two or three buyers encountered the same thing. There were even more bizarre cases. From then on, it was as if they had been cursed with bad luck. One problem after another occurred. Either someone in the family was unlucky and injured, or their business plummeted and their wealth dwindled, forcing them to move out of the house."

This Xu Qi'an, still possessing a conscience, asked, "Did you report it to the authorities?"

"It was reported, of course it was reported. But since no one was killed, the authorities came a few times and then stopped. A few wealthy families did hire a master, and things were peaceful for a while, but it soon came back to life. The female ghost's mournful cries at night made everyone in the household panic."

"My bad luck hasn't gotten better; I'm still unlucky."

Xu Qi'an tapped the table and chuckled, "It's a very interesting house; we plan to see it first."

The veteran broker was very surprised, thinking to himself that these two young couple must be fools, young and arrogant, not knowing their own limitations, always thinking that they were special and would be treated exceptionally.

"Alright, I'll take you two to have a look. We can take our time choosing; there are plenty of houses." The old broker's smile remained humble.

The house was only three miles away from the Imperial Academy of Music -run entertainment district). To the east of the house was a winding river, and to the west was a garden. It was a few dozen meters away from the main street, neither too far nor too close. During the day, there was neither too much noise nor too much to walk too far to go shopping.

It's a quiet place amidst the hustle and bustle; it's a great spot.

The old broker unlocked the lock hanging on the gate, struggled to push open the heavy door, and while brushing the dust off his hands, gestured for him to enter.

"Master and Madam, this way please."

"Master" and "Madam" are very respectful terms, similar to being addressed as "Mr" or "Mrs." in formal settings. "Young Master" and "Young Miss" are used to refer to handsome men and beautiful women.

"Hmm!" Xu Qi'an nodded, leading Chu Caiwei inside and looking around. The courtyard exuded a sense of desolation and decay, with gray dust covering the ground and peeling paint on the pillars and walls. If it were summer, perhaps one could still see weeds growing all over the courtyard.

The garden smelled of earth.

The old broker led them around the front yard and front hall. Xu Qi'an was quite satisfied. Both the layout and the architecture were much more spacious and grand than his second uncle's house.

But the old broker absolutely refused to take them to the inner courtyard, rubbing his hands and saying, "Let's just see this far. We can't go in; it's bad luck."

"I was thinking you were in my way." Xu Qi'an waved his hand. "You wait outside, we'll come out in a bit, I'll take my wife to see you."

It was morning, the sun was shining brightly, and the old broker felt a little more at ease, reminding him, "Come out early."

Chu Caiwei belatedly looked at Xu Qi'an, frowned, and said, "Who is your wife? You're talking nonsense."

It's only a matter of time.

"You're a strange person. With savings, shouldn't you buy land? Why are you buying a house instead?"

"Once you experience the fear of being controlled by housing prices, you'll feel the same way I do." Xu Qi'an said, while cautiously surveying his surroundings. "I know that, apart from the Daoist School, the Primordial Spirit of cultivators from other systems remains in the world for a long time after death, depending on the strength of the Primordial Spirit. Does this house contain the remnant Primordial Spirit of a powerful individual who died?"

Xu Qi'an calmly took out a small jade mirror, gently tapped the back, and drew out a black and gold longsword.

Meeting Chu Caiwei's wide, beautiful eyes, he smiled and said, "This is my treasure, and also my secret. Don't tell anyone, okay? I'll treat you to a delicious meal later."

"Oh." Chu Caiwei glanced at it in surprise for a few moments, then paid no attention, after all, her deerskin pouch was also Law Artifact for storing items.

Trading a broken mirror for a delicious meal is such a great deal!

Chu Caiwei leaped onto the rooftop, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes gleaming with a clear light, like the eyes of Iron Man.

She carefully surveyed the house, leaping and shifting positions on the roof ridge, not missing a single corner.

Finally, Qingguang's eyes fell on the well in the inner courtyard, where she saw wisps of faint black mist emanating from it.

"This is it." Chu Caiwei was overjoyed. She landed gracefully and pulled Xu Qi'an to the wellhead.

"There's resentment here, resentment that can nurture ghosts."

Xu Qi'an was startled and became wary, pulling Chu Caiwei away.

"It's alright!" He shook his head at Beauty A. "The resentment is very weak, so the vengeful spirits inside aren't very powerful. I can handle it by myself."

As she spoke, she reached into the deerskin pouch and took out various items, including black dog blood, cinnabar, gold, and other strangely shaped objects that Xu Qi'an couldn't recognize.

Then, using the well opening as the center, she held a withered twig and began to draw on the ground, vaguely forming a Bagua (Eight Trigrams) formation.

After drawing the Bagua formation, she placed items symbolizing extreme Yang and strength in specific locations.

"A formation?" Xu Qi'an watched with great interest.

"No, this is a feng shui formation, not strictly speaking a formation. I set up this pure yang feng shui formation with the well opening as the center. The feng shui changes in the area covered by the Bagua diagram, becoming extremely yang and strong, which perfectly counters the resentment in the well," Chu Caiwei said.

It's essentially a rudimentary version of a formation. Feng Shui Master are the predecessors, or rather, the foundations, of formation masters. Xu Qi'an's understanding of the Warlock System of the Bureau of Astronomy has deepened once again.

After a short while, Chu Caiwei opened her clear eyes and nodded in satisfaction. "That's all."

Xu Qi'an laughed, "Thank you, Miss Caiwei."

The two worked together to collect materials. Chu Caiwei patted her deerskin pouch and said with a touch of pride, "First, I'll accompany you to check out the feng shui of the other courtyards. Then, um, I'm going to Cassia Moon Tower tonight."

"Okay!" Xu Qi'an readily agreed.

The two walked out side by side. After a few steps, Chu Caiwei suddenly stopped and exclaimed, "Eh!" She turned around and looked back, her pupils gleaming with a clear light.

In the field of vision of the Qi-Watching Technique, a faint black mist rose again from the well.

"What's wrong?" Xu Qi'an asked, noticing her unusual expression.

"No, it's not completely purified. Wait, the black energy is coming out again. There's something strange at the bottom of the well." Chu Caiwei ran back, lay down by the well opening and stared for a moment. Not believing it, she set up the Pure Yang Feng Shui Formation again to drive away the black energy.

But the result was the same as before: the black mist reappeared.

"What should we do?" Xu Qi'an hadn't expected things to be even more complicated than he had anticipated.

"The simplest and most effective way is to ask the monks of Qinglong Temple to perform a ritual to dispel the black energy." Before Chu Caiwei could finish speaking, she saw Xu Qi'an run to the well.

His expression was serious as he made hand seals and chanted incantations:

"You audacious fiend, feigning divine power! Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, World-Honored Ksitigarbha! Great Luo Mantra, Prajna Buddhas! Prajna Paramita! Flying Dragon in the Sky! Go!"

Nothing happened; not even the wind was making a sound.

Chu Caiwei stared at him blankly. "What are you doing?"

"This is an exorcism spell from my hometown, I'm just giving it a try." Xu Qi'an shrugged. "Obviously, the exorcism spell from my hometown isn't reliable."

Chu Caiwei said, "I wasn't finished speaking. Didn't that broker just say that the previous wealthy families hired monks to perform rituals, but after a period of peace, things returned to normal?"

"This matches what I just experienced."

"What should we do then?" Xu Qi'an asked.

"I have a guess in my mind. Let's come back tonight." Chu Caiwei looked confident. "But you'll have to have an extra meal."

"Extra meals are fine, but I always feel you're unreliable. Don't forget you're a terrible student! "Xu Qi'an Caiwei with a smile.

"With Miss Caiwei taking care of things, what do I have to worry about? An extra meal is fine."

The two then left the place and followed the old broker, running around looking at other houses.

For Xu Qi'an, there are many choices, and he is not in a hurry to make a decision.

The warm sunlight shone on the watchtower, and Wei Yuan, dressed in blue, basked in the sunlight.

His face shone with a warm, jade-like luster, and the slightly frosted silver hair at his temples reflected the sunlight, shining even brighter than silver.

"The case of Princess Pingyang destroyed the Liang faction, while the tax silver case and the Sangbo case caused heavy losses to the Wang faction. Now, the Yan and Qi factions are the ones that have survived relatively intact in the court." Wei Yuan pulled out a secret letter from his sleeve and smiled.

"And this secret letter could cripple one of the Qi Party's wings."

Nangong Qianrou's smile was cold, "Godfather, take advantage of the Capital Evaluation to get rid of these troublesome obstacles as soon as possible. Then you can show your true colors."

"No rush!" Wei Yuan was about to continue when footsteps sounded on the stairs, and an official came up, saying:

"Duke Wei, His Majesty summons you."

Nangong Qianrou drove the carriage and slowly brought it to a stop outside the palace. Wei Yuan got out of the carriage and, with his adopted son who was more handsome than any woman, headed towards the Imperial Study.

Emperor Yuanjing rarely attended court, but occasionally he would hold a small court assembly in the Imperial Study. This was only occasional on ordinary days, but during the Capital Evaluation period, the small court assemblies became more frequent.

After all, he wasn't truly oblivious to the world around him, focusing solely on the path to immortality.

Upon arriving outside the Imperial Study and stepping over the high threshold, Wei Yuan paused almost imperceptibly before resuming his normal pace.

"Your subject Wei Yuan greets Your Majesty." The chief eunuch bowed and greeted the emperor, his gaze sweeping across the faces of Emperor Yuanjing and the ministers on either side.

He sensed danger.

Emperor Yuanjing, expressionless, said in a deep voice, "Wei Yuan, why did I appoint you to lead the Nightwatchers?"

Wei Yuan said, "Protect His Majesty, protect the capital."

"Well said." Emperor Yuanjing nodded, then suddenly grabbed a memorial from the table and slammed it down on Wei Yuan, speaking sharply and sternly:

"Is this how you protect me? I've trusted you completely, and this is how you repay me?"

P. S.: I finished two chapters today, but I'm too tired, so I didn't add an extra chapter. I'll add one tomorrow; I'll make up for all the updates from the patrons anyway.

In addition, I would like to thank Mr. "Wenzai" for being the leader. The road to more updates is long.

I'm not doing well today. My mind is completely blank, and I simply can't come up with any plot ideas. I have to be responsible to my readers; I can't just fill in filler. Hmm, this book shouldn't be filler; it's been focused on the plot the whole time, without much padding.