Chapter 454: 454, Extremely Yin Night (1)

She spoke indifferently, but there was a confident expression between her brows and eyes.

She stood upright in front of the middle-aged man, and although she was much younger and shorter than him, she did not seem any less imposing.

On the contrary, she seemed to have the upper hand.

As the two faced off, Chu Jin more closely resembled the one in control, her clean-cut, jade-like face showing hardly any expression, yet it inexplicably gave off a cool chill.

This was getting interesting.

He hadn’t expected to meet such an intriguing person in the mundane world.

Rarely did anyone withstand his imposing aura.

And yet, his opponent was just a teenage girl.

The middle-aged man chuckled, removed his large sunglasses, and looked directly at Chu Jin, "Young lady, words alone are not proof. What makes me believe that you are Master Chu?"

As he spoke, he sized up Chu Jin without leaving any trace.

It was already 11 a.m.

The sunlight filtered through the leaves, mottling the ground. It was the peak of summer, yet the middle-aged man noticed that although the passersby on the side of the road were all sweating profusely, the young girl standing before him still looked refreshed, her white forehead not showing even a bead of sweat, and she had not even panted.

She had a pure and vibrant demeanor, obviously from a well-to-do family, with excellent upbringing.

Dressed in a white shirt and black pencil pants, paired with flat shoes.

A simple outfit, yet it exuded an aristocratic air.

Around her neck hung a red string, its pendant concealed within her clothing, its nature unidentifiable.

In her right hand, she held an oil-paper umbrella.

On the umbrella handle dangled a piece of green jade pendant, of excellent grade and lustrously translucent.

It was clearly an item with years behind it, very quaint.

Chu Jin smiled, turned around, sat down at the stall, and pointed to the seat opposite her, "Please, have a seat."

The middle-aged man glanced around, his eyes briefly flashing a touch of disdain, which quickly disappeared, then he bent down and sat across from Chu Jin.

Chu Jin said offhand, "Sir, you’ve come today for the sake of others." Though it was a question, she uttered it with the tone of a declarative sentence.

"A son in my family," the middle-aged man countered, "also counts as someone else?"

Chu Jin lifted her eyes to glance at him and said tonelessly, "Forgive my bluntness, sir, although you have a full forehead and square jaw, the bridge of your nose has a raised bone, and your children’s palace is shallow, which shows a face that lacks descendants."

"Your family is wealthy, born into a century-old household. About a decade ago, there must have been a person in your family who accumulated great merit. If that person were still alive, your family’s status would certainly be more illustrious by now, but..." Chu Jin paused, then continued, "But, you’ve been unable to discern right from wrong, heeding the words of a deceiver. The things you do, the words you say, have deeply hurt others. Back then you pressed forward without giving any leeway. Now, it’s too late for regrets. I fear your visit has something to do with this highly meritorious person, right?"

Her tone was measured, neither fast nor slow, with a clear and melodious voice, her lips curling into a faint smile.

Every word was exact.

The middle-aged man had not yet recovered from her words and still stood there, slightly stunned.

Originally, he was reluctant to come here today; the spiritual energy was too thin in the ordinary world, incapable of nurturing any true talents or marvels.

Most were charlatans and swindlers.

Otherwise, there wouldn’t be a division into four realms.

His presence here was due,

in part, to not wanting to disappoint his sister-in-law, as she touted Master Chu as all-powerful and infallible.

On the other hand, he was curious to see if this Master Chu was really as divine as claimed, since his sister-in-law was not a fool.

As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would not let it slip away.

He intended to fully repay the debt owed to his sister-in-law’s family from over a decade ago.

Now it seemed he had previously underestimated the ordinary world.

A commoner was apparently more formidable than spiritualists from the Superpower World.

This was a complete overthrow of his worldviews.

Could it be that their Superpower World was on the brink of extinction...

Chu Jin took out tarot cards from the drawer, quickly shuffled them, and held them out to the middle-aged man, "Draw one."

"Alright," replied the middle-aged man, who was no ordinary person himself. He recovered quickly, eyed the mystic star patterns on the back of the tarot cards, and cautiously selected one, placing it on the table.

At this moment, his attitude toward Chu Jin had undergone a significant change, from initial disdain to present respect.

Chu Jin glanced briefly at the face of the card.

Inverted: Third of Swords.

On the card’s face, a red heart is pierced through by three intersecting swords, set against a backdrop of a raging storm. The heart is a bright red, signifying sincerity, yet it contrasts sharply with the gloomy clouds.

The Third of Swords suggests loss, heartache, sorrow, and also regret.

This is a card without hope.

The one in question, I fear, no longer has a chance at life.

Unless a turning point occurs.

Otherwise...

Seeing Chu Jin remain silent, the middle-aged man asked anxiously, "What do you think, Master? Can my nephew safely survive this disaster?"

"In every crisis lies another, within difficulty rests more challenge—the patterns of cause and effect circle endlessly," Chu Jin sighed softly, with slight irritation, "Why didn’t you think about today a decade ago?"

The middle-aged man sighed as well, "Master Chu, I know you have immense powers. There must be a way you can save my nephew. Why don’t you come with me?"

Chu Jin was about to decline when Zi, in the Space of Purple Thunder, with eyes lit up, spoke out, "Jin, just go with him. That man is of great virtue and carries a strong aura of purple qi. If by some blind luck we come upon a dead mouse, and you really save him, that would be a deed of great virtue. Then, even the Heavenly Dao may show you some favor."

Chu Jin raised an eyebrow slightly, "And what if we don’t happen upon a dead mouse?"

"..." Zi said somewhat speechlessly, "Jin, you’re really getting less and less romantically inclined! Even if we don’t, it’s not like you lose anything. At most, you’d waste an afternoon. But on the other hand, what if we do? That’s the Heavenly Dao we’re talking about—the all-powerful Heavenly Dao..."

Heavenly Dao.

Upon hearing this phrase, the words "backlash of the Heavenly Dao" suddenly popped into Chu Jin’s mind.

His expression immediately turned cold.

As cold as frost.

Feeling the change in her host’s mood, Zi subconsciously shrank her neck, her voice growing fainter, "Jin, if you don’t want to go, then let’s not... The Heavenly Dao and all that is just a fart..."

This Jin was too terrifying.

But the next second, Chu Jin’s expression returned to normal, as if what had just transpired was merely an illusion. He looked up at the middle-aged man and smiled faintly, "In that case, I will accompany you. But let me be clear, I can’t guarantee that I’ll be able to save your nephew. I will do my best."

"Yes, yes, yes," the middle-aged man nodded eagerly, a glint of hope flashing in his previously dim eyes, "Master Chu, please follow me this way."

The middle-aged man stood up and opened the rear car door for Chu Jin.

Chu Jin packed the Tarot cards into his backpack, holding an umbrella in one hand and the bag in the other, and bent down into the car. The middle-aged man then took his place in the driver’s seat.

Driving an extended version of a Rolls-Royce without a dedicated chauffeur, this man certainly had a story.

Chu Jin watched the rapidly passing scenery outside the window, his eyebrows slightly raised.

The Capital City’s afternoon traffic was, as always, congested.

Meanwhile.

At the Mo family’s residence.

The Mo family matriarch knelt in the prayer hall, devoutly striking a wooden fish in her plain linen robe, utterly devoid of any jewelry, the very image of austerity.

She was a stark contrast to her usual, richly adorned self.

Mo Qingyi was inserting incense sticks into the censer.

She had been a skeptic, but after all that had happened, she began to believe.

The chant of Buddhist sutras filled the air.

It was—

The Rebirth Mantra.

"Mother, should we inform my sister-in-law about this matter?" After placing the incense, Mo Qingyi walked over and asked with bowed head.

Upon hearing this, the Mo family matriarch slowly opened her eyes, "Let’s not spread the word for now."

If Chu Jin was capable of playing the Konghou to invoke the Dancing Dragon and Phoenix, he was no ordinary man.

But there are always exceptions.

What if, on that day, she had merely blundered her way through? What if, just as Zheng Chuyi said, she had simply been imbued with Zheng Chuyi’s spiritual energy?

After all, it was a night of extreme yin.

If she indeed possessed the Bloodline of Fire Bathing, it would be fortunate; if she were of ordinary lineage, it would only lead to a senseless death.

Originally, the matriarch wanted to put Chu Jin to the test.

Leaving the Bloodline of Fire Bathing aside, she was still a girl of extreme yin.

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