Li Zhiyuan raised his hand, signaling Aunt Liu not to say anything.
He could see the issues at ho himself, there was no need to involve Aunt Liu in his Zou Jiang karma.
Li Zhiyuan walked out of the kitchen holding a candle. Uncle Qin ca back carrying a hoe and stood below the dam.
After nodding at Uncle Qin, Li Zhiyuan pushed open the door to the East Room.
As soon as the door opened, Li Zhiyuan sensed the intense and turbulent Feng Shui Power filling the room, like an eye of the storm positioned within.
An ordinary person stepping inside would likely beco lost, blurring all perceptions.
Grandmaster said the elderly lady was feeling unwell, perhaps because she hadn't gone out much recently and had stopped playing cards.
Li Zhiyuan shielded the candle fla with his hand and stepped inside.
The altar table in the main room was covered with a white cloth, concealing all the plaques.
Li Zhiyuan walked towards the northern bedroom; the door was closed. He wanted to open it, but as soon as his hand touched the door, a terrifyingly fierce consciousness imdiately spilled out, like a dormant horror awakening.
The good news was, it wasn't an invasion by Evil; it was a familiar face.
The bad news was, it seed the elderly lady really was having an issue.
Li Zhiyuan exerted force with his palm, pushing the door inward. The resistance was strong; when he had barely pushed a palm-width, the opposing force suddenly intensified. Li Zhiyuan had to protect the candle holder, not daring to firmly oppose it, and had to let go for now.
But soone from inside the bedroom reached out to grasp the door and opened it.
It was Alii.
Seeing the young man return, the girl felt as if a great burden was lifted from her shoulders.
Although they were still young, the things they had experienced had long made them see each other as true reliance.
Alii turned around, and Li Zhiyuan also looked into the bedroom.
On the bed, a young woman sat cross-legged, a long sword laid out before her.
The woman's eyes were closed, but seed to have slightly opened a slit due to his arrival, and this invisible, terrifying pressure was emanating from here.
This is... Grandma Liu?
Very similar indeed, but accustod to Grandma Liu's appearance in old age, seeing her youthful self felt quite unreal, especially seeing her live rather than from old photos or portraits.
Li Zhiyuan imdiately understood; Liu Yui was using a secret technique from the Liu family, Reverting her youth and seizing her mories.
It sounded sowhat like the Evil I just dealt with, but the Liu family's secret technique wasn't directed outward, but inward. Only a few talented elderly mbers of the family could use this move from a young age.
An elderly person facing a critical mont might want to escape the negative effects of aging, but a person's experience and cognition are also a crucial part of their strength. Truly reverting their mories would rejuvenate the body briefly, but their cognitive abilities might diminish, possibly making them weaker.
Liu Yui evidently didn't have this issue; the elderly lady was proud and lofty. She didn't engage in Zou Jiang because her husband did, not because she lacked the qualification to compete for Dragon King back then.
Now it was confird that the scene of horizontal corpses in the Seven Stars Temple was indeed her work.
Using Feng Shui Power as a guide, directing the inherited branch to destroy others' sects and cut their legacy from thousands of miles away.
The Qin Family specialized in Body Refinent, valuing the ability to battle solo and still thrive, so how could the Liu family, who stood alongside and were enemies with the Qin Family for generations, not have their own skills for establishing themselves?
Still, Li Zhiyuan was sowhat puzzled, given Liu Yui's strength level, even if she used this secret technique, it shouldn't have co to this.
The current situation clearly indicated a problem with the secret technique's conclusion.
Indeed, originally this skill shouldn't have been problematic, but Liu Yui ultimately underestimated her young mistress temperant.
Possibly due to age, people naturally add a layer of filters to their past.
Anyway, Liu Yui herself didn't expect that her younger self, after killing those seven Taoists of the Seven Stars Temple, turned around with her sword to battle in the Peach Forest.
The reason for fighting was because it had always been watching her!
Under normal circumstances, if they really fought, it wouldn't have mattered; the peach blossom fairy wouldn't deliver a fatal blow, and the Liu family's young mistress temperant wouldn't necessitate suppressing everyone she saw.
But the problem was, Liu Yui, in order to coordinate with Li Zhiyuan's Zou Jiang and relieve pressure from the young man, deliberately extracted one of her spirits, greatly limiting her thinking capacity, her thoughts beca erratic during the fight.
Li Zhiyuan walked over to the bed, discovering many peach branches on the bed, along with nurous peach blossoms.
The youth returned directly here without visiting Big Beard's house, but guessed many peach blossoms must've been cut from the Peach Forest, leaving it barren.
"Buzzing!"
As Li Zhiyuan approached, the sword slowly pointed its blade towards the youth.
The surrounding Feng Shui Power began gathering towards it, next, even without striking, it could still damage Li Zhiyuan with Feng Shui imagery.
With his right hand open, the youth began channeling the Feng Shui Power here, neutralizing the sharpness on the sword's edge.
Liu Yui's eyes slightly opened again.
Continuing towards the bed, peach branches stood upright, covering the entire bed in front of Li Zhiyuan with peach branches.
Li Zhiyuan placed his palm against the peach branches, Feng Shui Power entered the array, the peach branches fell one by one, everything returned to normal.
Liu Yui finally opened her eyes and looked at Li Zhiyuan, speaking:
"It seems, the Liu family has produced a genius."
So young, yet able to comprehend Feng Shui Power to such an extent; he could be called a prodigy, even Liu Yui herself at the sa age felt inferior.
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