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Signing a five-million check, Zhou Heming purchased the pair of Yin Yang raw stones from Mr. Fang. He then turned to Dong Yuqing and invited her, "Miss Dong, chance encounters are often better than planned ones. Since we’ve had the fortune to et again today, how about allowing to treat you..."
"Hey!" Yan Xiaobao glared at Zhou Heming unhappily, "Stop interrupting and Wife Qingqing while we shop for treasures."
"Shopping for treasures?" Zhou Heming chuckled teasingly, "Now I’m really curious to see what treasure you’re planning to buy."
With that, Zhou Heming took a few steps back, adopting the stance of an observer.
Tang Wenjun and Dong Yuqing brightened up upon hearing this. Could it be... Yan Xiaobao wasn’t here for the Yin Yang raw stones, but for sothing even better?
"The Yin Yang raw stones have already been bought by you guys. What treasures could possibly be left here?" Mr. Fang tried his best to conceal a touch of unease in his expression.
"If I say there is, then naturally there is." Yan Xiaobao spun around and walked directly into the small courtyard.
The rest of the crowd scrambled to follow him eagerly into the yard.
The courtyard ground wasn’t made of tamped earth or concrete, but was paved with blue stone slabs. Yan Xiaobao walked forward with an odd gait—three steps ahead, three steps left, one step back, and then forward again...
Eventually, he stopped on a blue stone slab about two feet square, turning around to say to Mr. Fang, "I’ll take what’s under here. Na your price."
"Oh dear, I really am getting old and useless... These two youngsters’ Fengshui Technique expertise is already so advanced, yet I’ve still misjudged. Turns out the real expert is you..."
Mr. Fang let out a long sigh, looking at Yan Xiaobao with equal parts amazent and admiration, asking, "Kid, how are your eyes so sharp... Decades have passed, and nobody’s ever been able to see even the slightest clue. How did you figure it out?"
With that, Mr. Fang’s words confird that indeed, there was sothing hidden beneath the stone slab Yan Xiaobao had stepped on—sothing even more valuable than the Yin Yang raw stones. Tang Wenjun was overjoyed in an instant, while Dong Yuqing was left stunned but couldn’t help admiring him.
Once again, Yan Xiaobao had decisively proven in front of her: when it ca to Fengshui Technique, she, Dong Yuqing, couldn’t hold a candle to him.
Zhou Heming narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Yan Xiaobao intently. Not only had Mr. Fang misjudged him, but Zhou himself had completely underestimated the supposedly "intellectually deficient" Yan Xiaobao. He hadn’t expected soone this skilled, able to discern secrets hidden from both him and Dong Yuqing.
"You set up a Six Harmonies and Nine Palaces Formation here—isn’t that outright advertising there’s treasure hidden here?" Yan Xiaobao looked at Mr. Fang like he was a fool.
"But..." Mr. Fang mumbled, "I used the Three Talents Formation with three adjacent houses as camouflage. Ordinary people wouldn’t be able to see through it at all..."
Dong Yuqing and Zhou Heming nodded quietly. They had noticed the Three Talents Formation ford by three houses at first glance but hadn’t detected the Six Harmonies and Nine Palaces Formation hidden beneath it.
"You’re really dumb!" Yan Xiaobao thought this old Mr. Fang wasn’t just lacking insight—he was downright dull. "Do you think a re Three Talents Formation made with three humble houses could generate such a strong Qi field?"
"But this place lies within a natural Yin Yang Formation. The Qi field here is inherently powerful..." Dong Yuqing couldn’t help speaking up. "Even if this Three Talents Formation’s Qi field seed slightly stronger than usual, that’s not so surprising, is it?"
"Want to know the secret?" Yan Xiaobao grinned mischievously. "Once you officially beco my wife, I’ll teach you everything."
Dong Yuqing: "..."
"If my guess is correct, there should be a pair of Yin Yang Origin Beads resting beneath this." Yan Xiaobao pressed urgently, "Hurry up—na your price. I’ll buy it."
"Yin Yang Origin Beads!" Zhou Heming was once again shocked.
Yin Yang raw stones and Yin Yang Origin Beads—though only a single word set them apart, the difference in value was worlds apart. One was re stone, the other jade—the distinction couldn’t be more obvious.
Zhou Heming felt a pang of dissatisfaction, realizing he’d been careless, overlooking key details of this site and letting Yan Xiaobao win the upper hand.
This left Zhou Heming feeling a bit bitter.
He wasn’t willing to admit that his level of Fengshui Technique was inferior to Yan Xiaobao’s. He thought the only reason he missed it was because he’d been distracted by eting Dong Yuqing, which had thrilled him. Otherwise, he’d have detected the clues.
"This ti, you win. Next ti, I won’t lose to you." After throwing this line, Zhou Heming bid farewell to Dong Yuqing and decisively turned to leave.
As a defeated competitor, he knew better than to persist. Having lost face to Yan Xiaobao today, continuing to vie for Dong Yuqing would be inappropriate—his straightforward departure revealed his forthright character.
In the end, Tang Wenjun purchased the pair of Yin Yang Origin Beads for ten million, driving back to Binhai with a satisfied expression.
"Once you’re back, tear down the front yard of the villa entirely. Rebuild it into a circular courtyard using black-and-white pure stone materials, arranged in a chessboard pattern for the foundation," Yan Xiaobao instructed Tang Wenjun.
Hearing this, Tang Wenjun asked excitedly, "Brother Bao, can we start setting up the Fengshui Formation now?"
"Not yet." Yan Xiaobao thought for a mont, then said, "The preparation phase is only about halfway done."
"What? Only halfway?" Tang Wenjun couldn’t help but gasp in surprise.
Yan Xiaobao: "If you don’t feel like waiting, we can start right away. Honestly, I wouldn’t mind being spared so effort."
"No, no, no! That’s not what I ant." Tang Wenjun quickly waved his hands. "I was just marveling at how complex and high-level these Fengshui Formations are. Spending five hundred million on this is absolutely worth it!"
Sitting in the passenger seat, Dong Ming silently gaped in astonishnt, forming an "O" shape with his mouth.
He had heard his cousin Dong Yuqing recount various odd tales from the Fengshui circle before, but five hundred million... that was truly unheard of—utterly excessive.
If Dong Yuqing truly married Yan Xiaobao, whatever else—at least she’d never have to worry about money for the rest of her life...
"Fengshui Formations aren’t everlasting. Even the Qi of an imperial dragon vein can only sustain two to three hundred years,"
Dong Yuqing explained to Tang Wenjun, "I suspect the Fengshui Formation Yan Xiaobao is planning for your family will be massive in scale. If it’s only supported by a single Fengshui Artifact, it might last no more than a decade or so. Young Master Tang, you’ll need to be patient."
"Of course I’ll be patient—very patient!" Tang Wenjun laughed heartily. "Even if I have to wait three or five years, no problem."
"You might have patience, but I don’t have that much free ti," Yan Xiaobao muttered. Then, with a mischievous grin, he turned to Dong Yuqing, "Wife Qingqing, can you stop calling by my na? If you don’t want to call husband, at least call Xiao Bao."
Dong Yuqing imdiately turned her head away, gazing out the window.
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