"Huh? Are you serious?" Little Wei nearly laughed at Youyin's words.
But now she could see it clearly—Youyin had feelings for her.
And... was trying to deceive her, like a big bad wolf luring a little lamb.
"Then who should I go with?" Little Wei wasn’t panicking anymore, raising her eyes to look at Youyin.
Lately, she had made some progress in her cultivation and could temporarily touch physical objects, so Youyin reached out and ruffled her hair.
"With me, of course. It’s pretty trendy here for two girls to date."
Little Wei: ヽ(゜Q。)ノ?
Wasn’t this kind of deception a bit too much?
She was normal, not stupid.
"Are you... drunk?" Little Wei’s gaze at Youyin carried a hint of disdain.
And the moment she saw that look, Youyin understood everything.
She couldn’t fool Jiang Xixi.
Damn.
Jiang Xixi wasn’t as dumb as she’d imagined.
"Not at all." Youyin felt a little awkward.
Jiang Xixi not falling for her tricks really left her at a loss.
"Drinking less would do you more good than anything else," Little Wei said to her.
Youyin: "..."
"Fine, my bad. But I just wanted to see if I could trick you." Youyin was the type to speak her mind.
She just wanted to win Jiang Xixi over.
If you like someone, you go after them.
"You’re pretty straightforward." Little Wei stifled a laugh.
This Youyin really seemed hopelessly clumsy.
Youyin fell silent for a moment before leaning closer to Little Wei, a bit sulky as she asked, "So what do you actually think?"
"Nothing much. Just suddenly thought your proposal wasn’t half bad."
Little Wei clasped Youyin’s hand in hers.
But she still had to be reincarnated.
Should she tell Youyin about that?
Little Wei agonized over it for a while, though in the end, it probably didn’t matter—once the mission was over, Youyin would be leaving with her anyway.
"Huh? Really?" Youyin’s expression brightened at Little Wei’s words, a flicker of joy crossing her face.
"Of course it’s true." Little Wei reached out and hugged Youyin.
Youyin only noticed how cool Little Wei felt—in this sweltering summer heat, holding her was actually quite comfortable.
Like hugging a walking block of ice.
Youyin couldn’t help but chuckle.
"Then I’ll take you along this time. Perfect chance to show you what a vengeful ghost looks like."
True to her word, Youyin brought Little Wei to an old mansion.
The place reeked of bad luck, dust coating its green-tiled roof and gray bricks. Little Wei glanced around—there was nothing outside.
"This is the place? Feels ancient."
"Yep. Someone bought it recently, planning to live here. But after hearing the rumors, they asked me to deal with whatever’s haunting it."
Hearing this, Little Wei thought being a feng shui master wasn’t an easy job.
But what surprised her was the arrival of another person—Fu Yuanzhong, whom they’d seen earlier.
"You two..." Fu Yuanzhong’s gaze fixed on Little Wei.
Youyin quickly stepped in front of her.
Fu Yuanzhong frowned but caught a familiar scent.
The same one he’d noticed on that girl before.
This was it.
Now he understood why that girl could absorb the ghostly energy.
Because she was possessed by a spirit with spiritual power.
A ghost with spiritual energy—those two things mixed together sounded almost laughable.
Fu Yuanzhong had never encountered anything like it before.
"Relax, I’m not here to cause trouble." Fu Yuanzhong smirked.
"And I’m not stupid. She’s got spiritual energy—she’s nothing like the ghosts in this house. Did you really think us Taoists are all rigid and outdated?"
At his words, Youyin finally let out a breath of relief.
Good. That settled it.
"Didn’t expect the client to hire someone else." Youyin wasn’t entirely surprised—this kind of thing happened often.
As a feng shui master, clients often doubted her skills.
And this vengeful ghost was particularly troublesome. She’d only dared to come here because Little Wei was with her. Now that a Taoist had joined them, Youyin didn’t mind his presence.
In fact, she was somewhat glad—after all, her and Xixi’s lives were precious.
"Let’s go." Fu Yuanzhong said.
Little Wei found Fu Yuanzhong more and more likable—honest, sharp, and clearly skilled. He practically fit the male lead archetype.
"Ah, what a shame," Little Wei said to Si. "I think Fu Yuanzhong’s great. No dark history either."
"Jiang Chu would have to like him first. Or you could skip Jiang Chu and find Fu Yuanzhong a partner instead." Si was pretty open-minded.
"But here’s the thing—do Taoists even get girlfriends?" Little Wei asked.
The idea of a Taoist dating just sounded weird.
"They’re not monks. What’s wrong with having a partner?"
"Then can I set him up with a guy?" Little Wei pressed.
Si: "...?"
"Are you a fujoshi? That’s terrifying." Si shivered.
So this was the real Little Wei.
"What kind of person I am, Sis, shouldn’t you know best?" Little Wei teased.
Si immediately regretted engaging with this green tea act.
By now, the two humans and one ghost had stepped inside the mansion. A chilling gust of yin energy swept over them, making Youyin shudder violently.
It was freezing.
The ghost hadn’t even appeared yet, but the oppressive aura weighed down on them, making it hard to breathe.
"This thing is vicious. Be careful. And at this level, it might take an interest in its own kind." Fu Yuanzhong glanced at Little Wei.
With all the spiritual energy she carried, she’d be a magnet for ghosts.
"Got it." Little Wei wasn’t worried.
Her biggest fear was that the ghost wouldn’t show up—her staff was practically itching for action.
As the sky darkened, Little Wei hesitated before pulling out her staff, casting a faint glow around the three of them.
"Nice artifact." Fu Yuanzhong chuckled.
With a wave of his hand, he traced a golden talisman in the air. The glowing script hovered above the mansion, and Youyin squinted at it.
Drawing talismans midair was an advanced technique—one she’d only seen her master perform before.
"Found it." A flicker of triumph crossed Fu Yuanzhong’s face after completing the soul-searching talisman.
"Keep moving deeper. Don’t split up." He warned the two.
Separating would be the worst mistake they could make.
"Understood." Youyin’s expression was grave.
Little Wei was still lost in thought when the other two vanished.
They sure moved fast.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
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