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Ming Family Mansion.

The Ming family was particularly bustling today.

Feng shui masters from all over Huaxia and even from overseas had been arriving in succession.

Ming Ruifeng personally stood at the entrance to receive guests from all directions.

However, when Xue An and Song Yi arrived, Ming Ruifeng couldn’t help but be slightly startled.

Why did they bring family members too?

But Ming Ruifeng had significant poise and quickly returned to normal, giving Song Yi a cupped fist salute.

“It turns out to be Master Song! And this is…”

Before Song Yi could speak, Xue An stated indifferently, “I am his disciple!”

Ming Ruifeng realized the situation.

Considering their ages, they did seem like master and disciple. With a slight smile, he said, “If that’s the case, please come in, both of you!”

Once inside the Ming family’s estate, Song Yi looked up and observed the architectural layout of the estate.

“Strange, given that the Ming family is regarded as the foremost feng shui sect in the entire world, this architectural layout seems rather ordinary.” Song Yi couldn’t hide his surprise.

Xue An smiled, “That’s because your perspective isn’t broad enough. The art of feng shui, at its simplest, uses houses to create momentum, at a medium level uses the mountains and rivers, and at its most brilliant uses heaven and earth. This Ming family’s architecture utilizes heaven and earth. At first glance, it seems unremarkable, but if you look at the overall layout of Huaxia, you’ll notice the uniqueness of this place!”

Song Yi came to an epiphany and nodded in admiration, “Mr. Xue indeed has extraordinary insight!”

However, Xue An just smiled, holding back an unsaid thought.

The truly formidable feng shui techniques are about changing the heavens and shifting the earth, encompassing the feng shui of thousands of miles within the palm of one’s hand.

Such is the power of individuals who carry the might of turning heaven and earth as they walk.

“Yo, isn’t this Master Song Yi? Tsk tsk, I haven’t seen you for years, and you’ve managed to break through and enter the Xiaoyao realm! I thought you might have already died somewhere!”

A nasally voice, unpleasant to the ear, resounded.

Song Yi was taken aback and looked up to see a sinister-looking middle-aged man leisurely approaching.

Upon seeing this man, Song Yi’s face turned extremely ugly, and he said through clenched teeth, “Pan Yin, how dare you show your face to me?”

“Hehe, why wouldn’t I dare? My dear… master!” Pan Yin said with a cold laugh.

Song Yi’s face turned ashen, trembling with anger.

At this moment, Pan Yin noticed Xue An standing aside, “Tsk tsk, have you accepted another disciple, Master? My congratulations!”

After that, Pan Yin laughed with smug satisfaction.

But just then, Xue Xiang said in a soft and cute voice to Xue An, “Daddy, this uncle’s voice sounds like Donald Duck!”

Xue Xiang shook her little head and said seriously, “I don’t think so. Donald Duck’s voice is much nicer than his!”

This comment inevitably made everyone grin.

Only Pan Yin’s face grew darker, and after giving Xue An a cold look, he left with a sneer.

Once Pan Yin had left, Song Yi turned pale and shook his head with a bitter smile, “I’ve embarrassed myself in front of Mr. Xue. That guy was once my disciple!”

Song Yi sighed, continuing, “He was extremely talented back then, and with my dedicated teaching, he quickly learned all of my skills. But to my surprise, he had the heart of a beast!”

“I was fortunate enough to obtain an Elixir that could help me break through to the Zhenren Realm; he attacked me when I was not expecting it, then ran off with the Elixir!”

“Because of that, my cultivation level hasn’t improved at all over the past years!”

Xue An’s expression remained indifferent. These sorts of conflicts and betrayals between teachers and disciples, he had seen them all too often in the past three thousand years.

“I didn’t expect that he would come to this gathering of feng shui masters!” Song Yi said resentfully.

At this time, Chang Zhu and Chang Xiaoxiao, the master and disciple pair, had also arrived.

With their arrival, just about all of the world’s renowned feng shui masters were present.

Ming Ruifeng arranged a sumptuous banquet.

During the feast.

These feng shui masters from various parts of Huaxia gathered together, enthusiastically discussing their insights and enjoying themselves immensely.

At this moment,

Xue Xiang and Xue Nian were eating ice cream.

Little chubby faces smeared with cream, looking exceptionally adorable.

This scene also drew many astonished gazes.

After all, with so many people, only Xue An had brought his family, naturally standing out.

Meanwhile, Pan Yin and his disciple Chang Zhu were huddled together, occasionally glancing over at Xue An in the distance.

“So it seems, this man must be the new disciple your mentor has recently taken in?” Chang Zhu asked.

Pan Yin nodded, then sneaked greedy looks at Chang Xiaoxiao sitting beside him.

“No mistake about it, I guess that Sea Demon Blood Bead must also have been a gift from my master! That old geezer, having so many good things yet unwilling to give any to me!” Pan Yin said shamelessly.

Chang Zhu nodded, mulling over in his mind.

Just then, Ming Canghai made his appearance at the banquet.

Many people hastened to stand up, raising their glasses and fawning, “Family Head Ming!”

“Old Mr. Ming’s health and vigor!”

Ming Canghai walked onto the stage, smiled, and waved his hand, quieting everyone down.

Then Ming Canghai said, “Today, we have gathered here for two reasons; firstly, to strengthen the fellowship among us fellow cultivators, and secondly, because the Ming Family has a matter to ask of you!”

Boom!

A commotion erupted among the attendees.

What could the Ming Family possibly need to ask for?

Ming Canghai continued to speak, “However, this matter is of great importance and requires someone with a profound understanding of formations and fengshui to be capable of undertaking it, so we have prepared a little game!”

Ming Ruifeng stepped forward, holding a stack of papers.

“These are formation diagrams. Whoever can decipher them, please stay behind after the event!”

Once distributed, everyone carefully examined the papers and then began furrowing their brows.

This formation diagram was clearly out of the ordinary, exceptionally complex.

Some people couldn’t even recognize what it was!

At the same time, Ming Ruifeng stood beside Yuan Yunxin, whispering with a smile, “Sister Yunxin, who do you think can crack it?”

Yuan Yunxin said indifferently, “This puzzle is based on a formation from an Immortal’s legacy that I slightly altered. It is vastly different from the common formations of this world, and I truly do not know who can solve it!”

Xue An and Song Yi each got a piece of paper as well.

Song Yi stared at it for a long time, his brow furrowed in frustration, not understanding what it was.

Only Xue An, with a single glance, gave a faint smile.

It was actually a Golden Immortal formation!

No, not yet at the Golden Immortal level! At most, it could be considered the skill of a Half-step Golden Immortal.

For Xue An, this formation was as simple as one plus one.

But since such a formation had appeared, it implied that an Immortal’s cave dwelling or legacy was about to appear in the world.

Xue An’s eyes flickered slightly, could it be that An Qing’s capture was also because of this Immortal legacy?

Xue An wasn’t in a hurry but instead scanned the crowd to see who else might manage it.

Pan Yin was deep in contemplation, and Chang Zhu was also frowning intensely.

Only Chang Xiaoxiao, knowing her own limited abilities, did not bother racking her brains.

However, she noticed that Xue An was looking around casually.

Chang Xiaoxiao couldn’t help but sneer inwardly, it seemed this fellow was nothing more than a pillow with fancy embroidery.

Just at that moment, Pan Yin laughed loudly, “Excellent formation, but it can’t stump me!”