The old man stroked his chin and said, “This compass was the Ancestral Master’s magic tool, and it has found many dragon veins. Hence, it’s normal for it to have absorbed dragon energy.”
“Your ability to use the dragon energy in the compass is a blessing to my Mt. Mao.” The old man stroked his beard and said, “The position of Sect Master will be passed on to you.”
Ning Shu: →_→
What was the benefit of being the sect master? You even had to be responsible for the livelihood of a large family.
On top of that, you couldn’t even act cool. The moment you told others that you were a Mt. Mao Daoist, people would label you a scammer.
“Daoist, I’m relieved that you came over.” Xie Weiming said, “Things are so bad now. Something has happened to my company’s employee.”
The old man said, “This …”
“Daoist, don’t worry. Once this matter is resolved, I’ll definitely help you rebuild the Daoist Temple and will donate a large sum of money.”
Xie Weiming only wanted to solve this matter as soon as possible. If any more employees got in trouble, he was worried that the judiciary would intervene. They would launch an investigation, which would be a major blow to the company’s reputation.
Then, there really would be no hope left for the company.
The old man said, “I’ll go to each house and set a formation. Don’t worry.”
“I’ll have to trouble you, Daoist.” Xie Weiming let out a long breath.
He then asked the maid to clean up a room for the old man to stay in.
During the meal, Ning Shu and the old man basically finished a table full of food, leaving Xie Yiyuan with his jaw dropped.
How poor was this Daoist temple? How come everyone was like a starving ghost?
After the meal, the old man went to the employees’ houses to set up formations. Xie Weiming accompanied the old man.
Before he left, the old man said to Ning Shu, “Rest and heal up.”
Ning Shu nodded. “Master, be careful. The Phantom King is very powerful.”
The old man said, “I know.”
Xie Yiyuan and Ning Shu stayed in the villa. Xie Yiyuan said to Ning Shu, “Your master really is a… character.”
Ning Shu gave him a sidelong glance, intending to go back to her room to cultivate. Xie Yiyuan saw her leave and even followed behind her.
“What are you doing?” asked Ning Shu.
Xie Yiyuan touched his nose and said, “I think we should stay together. If we separate, we’ll be attacked by the Phantom King.”
“…Does he even need to attack us separately? Even if the two of us stayed together, it would only take him a finger to crush us.” Ning Shu was very speechless. “I’m going into the room. What are you following me for?”
“Uh, I’ll join you.” Xie Yiyuan didn’t wait for Ning Shu’s consent before getting into her room.
Ning Shu: →_→
What was with that? Why was he so scared?
Ning Shu ignored him and started to lay out the Spirit Gathering Formation. There needed to be enough spiritual energy for her to repair the damaged heart veins.
Watching Ning Shu try the formation over and over again, Xie Yiyuan felt that this woman was truly stupid.
When the Spirit Gathering Formation finally succeeded, Ning Shu hurriedly sat on the floor to cultivate.
Xie Yiyuan simply lay down on the bed to sleep. He hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in a long time. He was always either possessed by a ghost or threatened by one.
He was exhausted.
The room was quiet. Ning Shu sent her energy into the heart vein, which slowly repaired the damage.
Ning Shu was a little anxious. The current silence was just the calm before the storm. Song Ruoxi’s body wasn’t in good condition, leaving Feng Yin no way to come to them.
MTL Editor: Meraki
TLC: Kaho
