Starting Cultivation During a Trip

A Yang residence that violates such a major feng shui taboo easily brings misfortune to its owner, causing a streak of bad luck, disasters involving bloodshed, and frequent untimely deaths.

”Steel Spear Stabbing the Back!” Zhang Fan mused.

The Dao of Feng Shui is also recorded in the Dao Secret Record, and he had seen such feng shui layouts. If encountered with Steel Spear Stabbing the Back, a large Tai Mountain Stone Guardian should be placed to counter the road, resisting the external spear evil, or a Eight Trigrams Mirror can be hung to block the evil. Of course, if conditions allow, it’s best to move away.

After all, Steel Spear Stabbing the Back is the second most ominous in Yang residences, surpassed only by Wind-piercing Hall Evil.

As the saying goes, if a through wind passes through the house, both wealth and people disappear, making this feng shui layout even more dangerous than Steel Spear Stabbing the Back.

It’s no wonder that young lady encounters misfortune time and again; it seems that her destiny is weak, and if she continues to live there, she might not even be able to preserve her life.

”If it was just the Long Spear evil, the girl would not be in such a state.”

At this moment, Zhou Miaochan spoke.

Zhang Fan was stunned and couldn’t help but look at Li Yishan.

”Ever since moving into this house, she has been plagued by continuous nightmares, dreaming of a man crouching at the foot of her bed, staring at her motionlessly in the middle of the night...” Li Yishan shrugged.

”Could it be...”

”Later, we found out that something tragic happened in that house.”

The house’s previous owners were a couple; the woman was a lawyer who was busy with her career. As a result, the husband cheated and brought his mistress home to have fun while his wife was on a business trip.

The wife came back two days early and walked in to see clothes and liquids all over the floor.

”The woman was quite formidable; she said nothing and left calmly, only to return two days later and kill the man,” Li Yishan said flatly.

It’s said that the man suffered torture for two hours before his death.

”That’s too much, isn’t it?” Zhang Fan couldn’t help but ask.

”The woman had won the municipal Sanda championship,” Li Yishan stated emotionlessly.

”...”

The man was beaten half to death and then beheaded, with his head placed at the foot of the bed.

The woman called the police herself; when they arrived, they saw her lying on the bed, staring at her husband at the foot of it.

This time, he would never have a chance to look at another woman again.

”...”

Zhang Fan listened in a daze.

”What happened afterward?”

”The woman received a five-year sentence.”

”What? Just five years for murder?” Zhang Fan was stunned.

”The woman had a lawyer’s certificate, a Sanda certificate, and a mental illness certificate...” Li Yishan explained quietly.

”Damn, a quadrilateral warrior!” Zhang Fan couldn’t help but exclaim.

”The man’s spirit remained restless, trapped in the house, constantly waiting...” Li Yishan whispered.

”Waiting for what?”

”Waiting for a woman!”

”...”

”A union of unjust spirits... that girl of yours is truly fortunate to be alive,” Zhang Fan couldn’t help but remark.

”It’s actually a minor issue.”

Zhou Miaoyu spoke softly. Whether resolving the Long Spear evil or subduing the Unjustly Dead Ghost, it was a piece of cake for her and her sister.

”How much did it cost?”

Zhang Fan casually sent a message to Li Yishan on his phone.

Since they had found someone through connections, it couldn’t have been done for free; some payment must be made.

”Fifty thousand!”

Li Yishan’s response nearly made Zhang Fan jump.

”You should have come to me.”

Zhang Fan couldn’t help but mutter.

Even though he spoke softly, it caught the attention of the Zhou sisters. Judging by Zhang Fan and Li Yishan’s expressions, they seemed to have guessed what was going on.

Zhou Miaochan remained cool, but Zhou Miaoyu’s beautiful eyes gleamed with a subtle brilliance.

In the Daoist Sect, it’s most taboo to have too many words between fellow members. Money is a small matter, but losing face and disgracing the sect is significant.

”Mouse, mouse, squeak, squeak, squeak, old cow, old cow, moo, moo, moo, tiger, tiger...”

At this moment, a melodious ringtone, like a nursery rhyme, rang out, breaking the subtle atmosphere.

Li Yishan took out his phone, glanced at it, and frowned.

”Excuse me, I need to take this call.”

Saying this, Li Yishan left the room with his phone in hand.

Thud...

As the door closed, Zhou Miaoyu’s eyes shifted to Zhang Fan.

”May I ask which famous mountain Fellow Daoist Zhang cultivates on? It seems that your Daoist skills have seen success.”

”A humble sect with some random practice,” Zhang Fan replied lightly.

”You’re too modest. I see that you have a keen eye, and your Daoist skills must be extraordinary. I might need to seek guidance today,” Zhou Miaoyu said, already standing up.

”Ah? So sudden? There’s no need for that,” Zhang Fan was a bit startled, having not expected his offhand remark to displease the other side.

”Since we’re fellow Daoists, a little sparring is harmless...”

Before Zhang Fan could respond, Zhou Miaochan already spoke up, ”Miaoyu, we are all friends here. Let’s keep it friendly and not break the peace.”

”Of course!”

Zhou Miaoyu’s gaze focused, like a blade ready to strike. She raised her delicate hand, True Yang reversed, and as her fingers interlocked, a sound like clashing weapons rang out.

Zhang Fan’s expression darkened. With Primordial Spirit Observation, he saw a wisp of dark wind gathering in Zhou Miaoyu’s palm, gray and sinister, transforming into evil, opening and closing to form a blade stance, revealing sharpness.

Buzz...

In an instant, that wisp of dark wind flashed like a blade, suddenly slashing toward Zhang Fan.

”Three Yin Demon Slaying Blade!?”

Zhang Fan was taken aback; this was no ordinary magic.

Three Yin Qi Refining, Transforming Evil into a Blade, Grinding Corpse and Sharpening Blade, Demon Slayer.

Legend has it that this technique is ancient and enormously significant, with many Daoist masters having practiced it. Among them, the most famous was the Late Ming Era Murderous Demon King Zhang Xianzhong, who erected the Seven Kills Stele, claiming that nature gives man everything, yet man gives nothing back to nature, and there is no one in the world who cannot be killed.

From now until eternity, what need is there to spare one’s efforts when killing? This phrase alone reveals the intensity of his murderous intent.