Following the winding mountain path upward and turning past several dense forests, a valley suddenly appeared ahead.
The valley is not large, but shrouded in mist, it possesses extraordinary atmospheric conditions.
"It should be here, I didn’t expect such a formidable dragon to be hidden so close to the villa." An Qing couldn’t help but exclaim.
Qin Yu seemed a bit impatient, "Then what are we waiting for? Let’s get in and capture this dragon quickly."
"Hold on, I have invited a high expert in Feng Shui Numerology, who will arrive shortly." An Qing said.
"An expert in Feng Shui?" Qin Yu paused, then looked confusedly at the valley.
"Do we need Feng Shui Numerology to deal with a dragon?"
Before An Qing could respond, an elderly male voice came from behind.
"Of course it’s necessary, because this dragon not only possesses profound cultivation level, but it also relies on the natural Feng Shui of the area to grow stronger. Without dispersing this energy first, you might not even be able to enter the valley."
Qin Yu turned around suddenly, seeing a middle-aged man dressed in traditional Tang attire slowly emerging from the darkness.
Upon seeing this man, Xue An’s eyes flashed in the distant darkness.
For it was yet another acquaintance.
That man was none other than Song Yi, the one who once dominated the southern Feng Shui scene in Hua nation, known as the foremost in Xiangjiang.
In an unaltered timeline, Song Yi was with Zhongdu’s Chen Family’s Princess Chen Rushi looking for the Divine Medicine Hanlian in Mount Qingmang when he first encountered Xue An.
Song Yi later became deeply impressed by the heaven-defying abilities of Xue An, willingly joining his ranks and becoming akin to a registered disciple.
This decision elevated Song Yi’s power and status significantly, eventually earning him notable prestige at the Red Lotus Immortal Sect establishment ceremony.
However, in this distorted timeline, Song Yi never met Chen Rushi, yet under the inertia of fate, he still came to Mount Qingmang at An Qing’s invitation.
Song Yi strode to the front of the valley and nodded slightly at An Qing.
"Miss An!"
An Qing smiled faintly, "Master Song is right on time. You said you wouldn’t miss today’s hours, and indeed, you haven’t."
Song Yi laughed, "I have studied Feng Shui Numerology for many years; I possess at least this capability!"
Turning around, he looked at Qin Yu.
"I noticed Miss Qin’s palace is dark, indicating family misfortune. Is there someone at home who is unwell?"
Qin Yu trembled slightly.
Because Song Yi had hit the mark—her grandfather, the legend who founded the Qin Group, Qin Yuan, was currently plagued by illness, even falling into a dangerous coma.
Having sought the Divine Doctor without success, Qin Yu turned her attention to unconventional remedies in desperation.
Urged by Qin Yuan’s friend Hua Xingyu, Qin Yu learned that the safest way to save her grandfather was to find items of extreme yang nature, needed to dispel the persistent gloomy energy inside him, thus saving his life.
This was why Qin Yu was so invested in the mythical serpent of Mount Qingmang.
Since the serpent’s liver and blood contained strong yang energy, they were precisely what was needed to treat Qin Yuan.
These matters were known only to Qin Yu; not even the Qin Group was aware. Yet, Song Yi had uncovered them with a single sentence, shaking Qin Yu deeply.

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