Wang Yanyu had also thought about mystical arts, but she had read books on mystical techniques and was very familiar with those things. What Xiaoyao had been working on in front of her last ti definitely wasn't mystical arts.
"This is a bit complex, involving many combined elents—all rather unsavory matters. It's better you don't know." Xiaoyao didn't give a complete answer, just let Wang Yanyu understand that this thing contained many elents, not just one.
Wang Yanyu was satisfied with this. She was the type who understood all knowledge but couldn't apply it practically, while Xiaoyao was soone who both understood knowledge and knew how to use it, plus could combine what he knew to create what he wanted.
Since Xiaoyao didn't want to discuss this matter, she was too lazy to ask further. She just reminded him of sothing, "They seem to be calling for Daoist Xuanji. This Daoist Xuanji is a very interesting person—he might discover your involvent. Be careful!"
"Daoist Xuanji? A mystic practitioner? No problem, let him co. Even if he figures it out, it doesn't matter. I've taught him enough of a lesson anyway—I was planning to let Shang Lingjian off in a few days." Xiaoyao said nonchalantly.
"Well, if you get the chance, you should go see this Daoist Xuanji. He'll surprise you!" Wang Yanyu winked at Xiaoyao with a strange expression.
"What's so interesting about a Daoist? It's not like I haven't seen them before. But if he has so real skills, I could steal a bit of learning." Xiaoyao replied.
"Steal learning? You an Daoist mystical arts, or qi cultivation thods, or formations, or..." Wang Yanyu suddenly realized that mystic practitioners seed to know many things, all with their own strengths, and so were unique to the mystic arts.
...
"Whatever he knows, I'll learn. I'm not picky." Xiaoyao replied with a smile.
"..."
Wang Yanyu was sowhat speechless. She had never heard anyone say they weren't picky about learning. But honestly, this boy really wasn't picky—as long as it could be learned, he'd learn it. She didn't know where he got the interest and energy, let alone what he planned to do with learning so many things.
Wang Yanyu had asked about this before and got the answer, "The sea of learning is boundless!"
Damn, are you brushing off this Queen?
Wang Yanyu naturally scorned this answer but didn't press Xiaoyao about it. Although Xiaoyao lacked a precise answer, what the answer actually was didn't matter much. Perhaps the original purpose had beco completely outdated—not the current reason—but this had beco a habit that would continue.
Wang Yanyu understood this feeling well because she was the sa. Initially she read books frantically to pass ti, but now it felt like it wasn't for passing ti anymore. Even without that reason, she would still look for books to read every day, otherwise she'd feel uncomfortable all over.
...
The next day, Xiaoyao went to work early. To prevent discovery, he even went to Shang Lingjian's courtyard, planning to retrieve what he had placed in his room. Although the possibility was very small, he still needed to take precautions.
However, when he went over, he discovered several experts guarding there, especially Xuanwu Wenxiu, the Saint-level expert, who had been guarding Shang Lingjian's room the whole ti. He gave up.
Anyway, the chance of discovery was small—there was no need to take this risk. The possibility of being discovered by going in now was much higher than not going in.
Taking it a step further, even if that thing was discovered, it wouldn't necessarily be traced back to Xiaoyao. Therefore, this was even more reason not to act. Better to just go about his business.
After Xiaoyao had been at work for so ti, a group of people arrived at Shang Lingjian's place, including Xuanwu Wenyuan, who seed to be accompanying the mystic practitioner in the center. That mystic practitioner seed very mysterious, wearing a large veiled hat that covered everything above his chest.
When Xuanwu Wenxiu saw this mystic practitioner, she understood—this person should be Daoist Xuanji. Even her big brother was accompanying him, so it must be him.
This was her first ti seeing Daoist Xuanji. However, she had heard Shang Yulang ntion that Daoist Xuanji was a master with the eccentric temperant of masters—very cold toward people and had never shown his true face to anyone. To this day, no one knew what Daoist Xuanji looked like.
However, a master was a master. Even with such quirks, he still had aspects worthy of others' respect and had real substance in his field.
"Daoist Xuanji, you've co at just the right ti. My son is having... that condition again..."
When Daoist Xuanji and the others arrived, Shang Lingjian inside had just woken up, aning he was still in his hallucination. It could be said Daoist Xuanji had co at the perfect ti—now was the best mont to see the problem.
Daoist Xuanji didn't speak, just gestured for Xuanwu Wenxiu to lead the way, then followed her into Shang Lingjian's room. Upon entering, he paused and looked at the room's layout before turning to observe the raving Shang Lingjian.
"Haha, I'm already invincible in the world..." This ti Shang Lingjian seed to be having a very impressive dream.
"Mind-Calming Incantation!"
Daoist Xuanji chanted an incantation at Shang Lingjian and made a gesture, but Shang Lingjian didn't seem to stop, which surprised Daoist Xuanji slightly. He made a soft sound of surprise, then began making other movents, patting Shang Lingjian several tis.
This ti Shang Lingjian quieted down, though he didn't imdiately wake up—it was as if he had been suppressed.
Seeing this, Xuanwu Wenxiu seed to breathe a sigh of relief. At least there was an effect, which ant Daoist Xuanji might find the cause. As long as the cause was found, this matter could be resolved.
At the sa ti, Xuanwu Wenxiu secretly thought that if Daoist Xuanji could find the culprit, she would definitely make that person die horribly.
"Ah, father, mother, uncle? Why are you here too? Did I do that thing again..." Shang Lingjian gradually recovered under Daoist Xuanji's hands. He first called to his parents, then discovered many people in his room, including his uncle—Xuanwu Wenyuan.
"Who are you? What are you doing to ?" When Shang Lingjian saw Daoist Xuanji, he imdiately asked.
"Lingjian, don't be rude. This is Daoist Xuanji, an honored guest we invited to solve your problem." Xuanwu Wenxiu imdiately said, then apologized to Daoist Xuanji, "Daoist Xuanji, my son is ignorant. Please forgive him!"
Daoist Xuanji didn't respond, just continued his work, checking Shang Lingjian's pulse, then walking around the room.
Everyone present didn't disturb Daoist Xuanji, including Xuanwu Wenyuan!
After a long ti, Daoist Xuanji finished his actions and broke the silence, "Master Shang, if you want your son to never suffer this ailnt again, first, take all these things and throw them away. Second, leave this room."
Daoist Xuanji pointed to a location. If Xiaoyao had been there, he would have been very surprised, because the place Daoist Xuanji pointed to was exactly where he had placed his items.
However, Daoist Xuanji couldn't pinpoint the exact spot but wanted all items in a certain range disposed of, because he hadn't truly detected Xiaoyao's items but had calculated unfavorable locations for Shang Lingjian using feng shui and mystical arts.
Before coming here, he had already obtained all of Shang Lingjian's information—no need to ask again!
If Xiaoyao knew this situation, he would also be surprised. Even using feng shui and mystical arts to calculate, being able to determine this range showed mastery—his feng shui and mystical arts might be superior to Xiaoyao's own.
Xiaoyao had already calculated all factors for potential discovery, including feng shui and mystical arts. So where he had placed things wasn't sothing ordinary feng shui masters could calculate.
"Soone, quickly take all these things and burn them!" Xuanwu Wenxiu imdiately shouted. Regardless of the reason, she wanted to destroy everything that might cause her son's symptoms.
"No, don't burn them—just throw them away. Burning might cause bad things to happen." Daoist Xuanji imdiately stopped her. He couldn't explain his reasoning clearly—he just had this feeling, and his feelings were always accurate. This was also one of his talents.
"Yes, imdiately throw these things into the Azure Dragon River." Xuanwu Wenxiu said.
"..."
The servant tasked with this fell silent, doubting whether he had heard correctly. The Azure Dragon River wasn't near Azure Dragon City—the closest point was several hundred li away.
"Madam, really throw them in the Azure Dragon River?"
"That's right. Are my words not clear enough?"
"Clear, very clear!"
Looks like this whole month will be spent traveling...
"Daoist Xuanji, is soone behind this?" Xuanwu Wenyuan asked Daoist Xuanji. The situation seed obvious, but he still wanted to confirm.
"Correct. Soone has set sothing up. Have you offended anyone recently?" Daoist Xuanji nodded, then turned to look at Shang Lingjian.
"No, I've always been well-behaved." Shang Lingjian imdiately shook his head. This was definitely a lie—almost every ti he went out, he offended soone. However, the problems weren't usually serious, and since he was from the Xuanwu Family with such close ties to the family head, no one would think of deliberately retaliating.
At this mont, Shang Lingjian naturally wouldn't ntion going out to cause trouble and make enemies—this would directly lower Xuanwu Wenyuan's opinion of him. But he didn't know that what Xuanwu Wenyuan should know, he would know, and what he didn't know, he simply didn't care about.
(End of Chapter)
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