Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
The next day, Yu Wenhui was shocked when she saw that she was lying in the guest room.
The first thing she did was check her body. Thankfully, nothing had happened.
Then she discovered the waterfall across from the guest room. The view outside the window was indescribable.
She must admit that the environment here was amazing. As expected, rich people’s enjoyment was something a regular girl like her couldn’t understand.
As people said nowadays, poverty had restricted her imagination.
After washing up, Yu Wenhui went downstairs. She found Chen Zhao and Steven eating breakfast.
“B*stard, you really made me sleep in the living room for the entire night. Fali, don’t you think Chen is just too much?”
“Steven, I understand why he did it. You ruined our perfect two-person world, so you had to be punished.”
“You don’t stand on the side of justice at all. I should be treated fairly.”
“Eat your breakfast. There’s all this food and it can’t shut you up?” Chen Zhao glared at Steven.
“But your AI system is really nice. I want to get one too.”
“In your old house? Are you sure you want to install it there? The entire system is probably more expensive than your sad house.”
“I want to build a new house somewhere. This place is nice. How about I build a house on the other side of Mirror Lake?”
“No, definitely no. This is private property. I won’t let anyone build houses on my territory, not even you.”
“Selfish. So selfish!” Steven raged.
“I don’t care what you say. I won’t allow it.”
“You think I care?” Steven was throwing a tantrum too.
“Anyway, don’t even think about building a house here.”
“Fine, I won’t build it. Yu, let’s go.” Steven left in a huff.
Yu Wenhui listened to Steven yell and swear the entire way back. But she could tell that Steven and that man were true friends, because Steven kept saying that when he finished his house, he would have Chen Zhao get a taste of sleeping in the living room.
If Steven was truly mad, he probably wouldn’t even invite Chen Zhao to his new home.
“Rasfa, you old *sshole. Chen told me everything.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Don’t try to fool me. Chen had you drink some wine before, right?”
“Oh…you drank it too? How was it? Felt good, right?”
“No wonder. I’ve been wondering why you seem so energetic these days.”
“I plan on throwing a party for you tonight. Will you come?”
“Call Chen over.”
“You try and see if he’ll come.”
“You don’t know… He made me sleep in the living room the entire night yesterday.”
…
After Steven left, Fali went to work too.
Chen Zhao was alone at home again. He lay on the recliner and took out the Qingyi Sect books that Li Qing had given him.
There were three main books. The first one was Qingyi Manual. It seemed to be used for cultivating Qi. Qi from the East was the same as magic in the West. It just went by a different name.
This book was quite useful for Chen Zhao. In all the spells he’d seen before, none of them talked about cultivating magic.
Chen Zhao’s magic had always been improving passively too. The Qingyi Manual would help him understand and use magic more precisely. It would also help him systematically raise his magic too.
However, the method in the Qingyi Manual relied on the physical body. Blackie didn’t have a physical body, so Chen Zhao couldn’t pass it on to him even if he wanted to.
The second book was Qingyi Techniques. The content was very complicated. It was like a spellbook. However, Eastern and Western spells were completely different. It was more of a difference in the system.
The first technique that Chen Zhao saw was Qi Observation. It was similar to western divination.
Divination had a certain accuracy. One could see the future of the target. On the other hand, Qi Observation looked at one’s facial features to observe their Qi fate. It was easy to see if they had a good or bad fate. One could also see the overall path of the person’s life but couldn’t predict specific events like divination.
Of course, neither Qi Observation nor divination were 100% accurate.
A person’s fate wasn’t unchanging. For example, Steven could’ve lived to more than 90 years old. If he died due to an accident, you could say he’d died before his time.
But what truly interested Chen Zhao was a technique called Needle-Thread Guidance.
This technique was very special. You condensed magic in your hand or finger and then the magic would change according to your will.
It could be used for attacks or medical practices.
Take acupuncture for example. If Chen Zhao was skilled enough at this technique, he wouldn’t have to use needles anymore. He could use magic to perform acupuncture on patients. It wouldn’t be any less precise either.
That wasn’t all. The records also noted some special acupoints that even acupuncture diagrams never supplied.
If he sent magic into the other’s body, it could keep them from dying even if they were on their last breath.
Of course, there were also some special acupoints not used for treatment. Instead, they were life points. If he sent magic into those points, the person would die immediately.
Chen Zhao continued reading. The Qingyi Techniques didn’t only record some strange techniques. There were also some offensive techniques.
The third book was Strange Happenings. It recorded the strange events that the ancestors of the Qingyi Sect had experienced. It didn’t talk about spells or cultivation, but the content was enough to become a novel.
Chen Zhao wasn’t very interested. He flipped through a bit and put Strange Happenings down. Instead, he started studying the Qingyi Techniques, especially the ones that were designed for medical practices.
He valued these highly. After all, his main career had always been a doctor. Much of the content was useful for him.
Some were complicated while others were simple. Many were techniques that he couldn’t perform at the moment.
However, just studying them was useless. It was like practicing on air.
Chen Zhao immediately thought of Trigly and Marion, his two white mice locked up in the castle. They were the best testers.
Since he wanted to experiment, it was best to try on living beings.
Chen Zhao went to the basement…
