Feng Shui Master

Feng Shui.

In the Lingnan region, this is something taken very seriously. Whether worshipping the Matriarch or the Gods, and especially when doing business, people care most about the issue of Feng Shui.

In 214 BC, immigrants from the Central Plains moved south. Due to the harsh environment, they used Feng Shui to select their dwelling places, a tradition passed down to this day. Feng Shui gradually became a "survival algorithm for the unity of Heaven and Man," becoming an integral part of Lingnan culture.

"I get the logic and all, but why are you only starting to mess with the furniture layout now?"

On the sofa, Lan Xiaoke watched Ye Chuan move the household ornaments using telekinesis, looking a bit bewildered.

"Is your luck not good lately?"

"You wouldn't understand," Ye Chuan said, adjusting the arrangement of the room. "I need some luck."

That's right, it was all for his +14 enhancement.

People always say metaphysics and superstition aren't credible, but he was already cultivating immortality. He was raising ghosts, Cthulhu monsters, and immortals in his own home—of course metaphysics was credible.

"Mm, this looks about right." Ye Chuan glanced at Lan Xiaoke's position. "Move over a bit, you're blocking my Feng Shui spot."

Hearing this, Lan Xiaoke, who was curled up on the sofa, scratched herself and shifted her butt over.

"It seems..." Ye Chuan looked up at the ceiling, then down at the floor. "Hmm..."

"Ta-da! I'm back~"

A pleasant voice came from the entryway. Luo Xi hopped inside, her ponytail bouncing with her movements. The young girl was carrying the groceries she had bought for the day.

"Eh? Chuan-chuan, what are you doing?"

At this moment, Ye Chuan didn't pay attention to Luo Xi's words. Instead, he was pondering the layout of the room, looking left and right.

"What's wrong with Chuan-chuan?" Luo Xi looked curiously at Lan Xiaoke. She hadn't expected Ye Chuan to be so engrossed in his thoughts.

"I dunno. Ye Chuan looks like he wants to become a Feng Shui Master."

A Feng Shui... Master?

Luo Xi was stunned for a few seconds.

He had already become an immortal; did he still need to care about Feng Shui issues?

"What do you have to do to become a Feng Shui Master?" Luo Xi asked Lan Xiaoke, who looked like she knew what she was talking about.

Lan Xiaoke fell into deep thought. "I think you have to collect eight badges, and then win the Feng Shui League championship."

"Isn't that a Pokémon Master?"

...

Ye Chuan snapped out of it at this point. Hearing Luo Xi and Lan Xiaoke chattering away, he casually remarked, "It's nothing. I just feel like I've been a bit unlucky lately, so I wanted to change the Feng Shui."

After fussing over the layout of the house for quite a while, Ye Chuan finally finished arranging things to his liking.

"Chuan-chuan, if you arrange it like this, can it really change your luck?" Luo Xi stood beside Ye Chuan, hands behind her back, asking curiously.

"Yeah, that's what it says in the book." Ye Chuan held a book on Feng Shui techniques in his hand.

Luo Xi bent down to look at the cover of the book. A moment later, she said, "Chuan-chuan, this seems to be expired."

"Huh?" Ye Chuan glanced at it. "Oh, I didn't buy this year's edition, but it doesn't matter. It's the thought that counts."

"Alright! I'm starting!" Ye Chuan announced, walking towards his room. "I'm skipping lunch today!"

Luo Xi and Lan Xiaoke watched Ye Chuan's retreating back as he returned to his room. They looked at each other, having no idea what Ye Chuan intended to do.

Back in his room, Ye Chuan took an amplification potion out of his backpack and drank it straight away.

"Luck Blessing."

"Luck Guardian."

Ye Chuan cast his magic, and light immediately enveloped his entire body.

After doing all this, he cast another spell. "Nine Dragons Luck Gathering Art."

Streams of destiny and luck converged upon Ye Chuan once again.

Ye Chuan took out his phone and opened a music app. A song began to play—

"Let go and give it a shot, don't worry too much."

"It has to work this time, right?" After stacking every possible buff on himself, Ye Chuan glanced at all his active spells and magic. Confirming there were no more luck-increasing options available, he focused his gaze on the enhancement interface.

Come on!

Open!

One success and I profit big time!

[Enhancement +14 Human Emperor Banner Failed!]

[Enhancement +14 Demon Sword Beyana Failed!]

Ye Chuan: "..."

Are you kidding me?!

Is a 22% probability that low?!

I stacked so many buffs!

You have to be joking!

Outside the door, Luo Xi was still chatting with Lan Xiaoke about what to have for lunch. The two girls soon heard the sound of the door opening and saw Ye Chuan walk out expressionless.

"Chuan-chuan, didn't you have something to do?"

"It's nothing. Xi-xi, save a portion of rice for me." Ye Chuan silently moved the furniture back to its original positions.

"Why are you moving it back?" Lan Xiaoke asked, puzzled. "Aren't you going to become a Feng Shui Master?"

"What Feng Shui Master? We must believe in science," Ye Chuan said.

Luo Xi and Lan Xiaoke exchanged a glance.

Ye Chuan had only been in there for a short while; what kind of shock did he suffer?

Ye Chuan no longer believed in metaphysics. He decided to just brute-force it with cash.

Looking at the reinforcement and enhancement furnace in front of him, he threw the Human Emperor Banner directly into it, and then threw sum after sum of money in after it.

Ye Chuan sat there, and aside from stopping to eat, it took him a full half-day to get the Human Emperor Banner back to +13.

"Gamblers don't cry every day, right?" Ye Chuan said.

Go for it!

[Enhancement +14 Human Emperor Banner Successful!]

F*ck!

That's the one!

Sitting on the sofa, Ye Chuan excitedly slapped his hand down. A crisp sound rang out immediately, accompanied by a muffled groan.

Lan Xiaoke was lying right next to him playing on her phone. Having been slapped out of nowhere, she rubbed the spot in pain. "Ye Chuan, what are you doing? That hurts."

"Sorry, got a little excited." Ye Chuan tossed a healing spell at Lan Xiaoke, then fixed his gaze on the Human Emperor Banner.

[Equipment: Human Emperor Banner * Dark Gold

Reinforcement Level: 14

Attribute Enhancement: 500%

Success Rate for +15: 22%]

[Do you wish to spend 140 million to perform reinforcement enhancement?]

14!

"It finally worked." Ye Chuan calmed his emotions.

From +13 to +14, the attribute enhancement jumped directly by 200%. And this enhancement applied directly to the attribute stats Ye Chuan gained from absorbing souls.

It was like lifting yourself up by your own bootstraps—the compounding lift was far greater than just 200%!

"Whaling a bit makes my artifact's power skyrocket several times over. So satisfying, so satisfying," Ye Chuan said, but his gaze drifted toward the +15 option.

14 is 500%. 15 is...

800%!

"This scaling rate is getting more and more exaggerated," Ye Chuan muttered.

Forget it, forget it. Not going to push it.

Ye Chuan intended to be rational. after all, the Demon Sword hadn't even reached +14 yet.

"Almost let it go to my head. I haven't even sold my spirit stones for money yet." Ye Chuan smoothed out his mood.

But in the very next second, as if he had suffered a seizure, he suddenly threw the +14 Human Emperor Banner into the furnace.

Then, he turned around and ran, leaving his phone on the sofa.

Lan Xiaoke, sitting to the side: "?"

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