Chapter 229- Cold Indifferent Loyal Dog VS. Playful Ghost King (24)
Especially seeing the dirty black water beneath the vase, Mu Jin felt even more disgusted. If Yuan Hongshen was indeed behind this, it would truly be a grave offense against morality.
He couldn’t fathom what had been used for refinement, but the ghostly aura was overwhelming. The charms were soaked black, yet they still emitted dark energy. This would bring misfortune to the Qi family and cause health problems for its members, leading to potential decline over the years.
If he and Yin Tianyi hadn’t discovered this early, the Qi family’s health would have deteriorated, their nerves weakening gradually, and their household could have fallen into ruin within a few years.
However, Mr. Qi’s hope of directly questioning Second Master Qi was now impossible. Second Master Qi had already been driven to madness by Mu Jin.
Given the existing issues within the Qi family, Mu Jin’s interference merely accelerated the downfall. He had no interest in saving someone like Second Master Qi, leaving him to his fate.
As for the Yuan family, if they attempted any further schemes, Mu Jin would have 003 keep a close watch on Yuan Hongshen.
In the following days, Yin Tianyi seemed busier than before. Aside from studying the books and having Mu Jin find ghostly entities to practice on, he also started getting involved in other activities.
After dealing with the Qi family estate, Mr. Qi invited him to inspect various Qi family businesses, where he identified and resolved several issues. Then, he began considering ways to earn significant money.
Although being a Taoist priest could be profitable, investing was faster. One couldn’t always count on meeting wealthy clients like Mr. Qi, but investment returns were more consistent.
After helping Old Yu and Mr. Qi, Yin Tianyi had some capital. With his past life’s knowledge and investment acumen, he quickly devised future plans. He didn’t intend to start his own company yet, as investing seemed more lucrative.
Moreover, with his past life’s memories, he could amass substantial assets quickly. As a family man now, he needed to support his mischievous demon well.
Thinking about this, Yin Tianyi looked up from his computer and gazed at Mu Jin, who was playing a mobile game nearby, with deep affection and possessiveness.
When Mu Jin felt Yin Tianyi’s intense gaze and looked back, he saw Yin Tianyi engrossed in his computer, not glancing at him at all. The handsome youth frowned. Had his senses been off lately?
Yin Tianyi was unaware of Mu Jin’s inner turmoil. Seeing the zeros multiplying in his account, he felt highly satisfied. Having been reborn, he didn’t think it excessive to use his knowledge for some advantage.
Though the money he earned was a fortune for an ordinary family, it was insignificant to large families. Hence, Yin Tianyi’s activities didn’t attract much attention in a short period.
What Yin Tianyi and Mu Jin were unaware of was that after they helped Qi Lao Ye resolve the Qi family’s issues, Yuan Hongshen was seething with anger at the Yuan family’s old residence.
In Yuan Hongshen’s room, there was also an inner chamber, which he personally arranged. It was usually off-limits for cleaning, and everything was managed by him personally. No one could enter casually, and except for Yuan Hongshen himself, no one had a key.
However, now he had no choice but to urgently open the door to the inner chamber. Inside, the room was lit with red lights, and there was an altar with an object of worship—a black bronze cauldron.
However, the object before him didn’t emanate any spiritual energy at the moment. If viewed by someone with magical abilities, they would notice the dense black mist and waves of yin energy surrounding the cauldron.
Yuan Hongshen stared fixedly at the cauldron inside the altar and said with some resentment, “Didn’t you say there wouldn’t be any problems with this? The Qi family has already found out, and it seems someone is inquiring about the auction house.”
After Yuan Hongshen finished shouting, a wisp of black mist emerged from the cauldron and formed a blurry figure in front of him. Seeing the shadowy figure, Yuan Hongshen’s face couldn’t help but show a hint of fear, and his previous arrogance disappeared.
Then, he heard a voice coming from the black mist, sometimes near and sometimes far, saying to him, “Rest assured, the people of the Qi family won’t find out. Do you still not believe what I said?”
“It’s not that I don’t believe you.” Yuan Hongshen furrowed his brow upon hearing this, staring at the black mist in front of him, feeling a chill in his heart, and no longer had the confidence he had earlier.
The black mist chuckled twice, seeming somewhat sarcastic, which made Yuan Hongshen feel uncomfortable.
He now regretted being too greedy in the beginning. Although he felt guilty for killing his friend and his family to seize the treasure, the temptation of turning the tide of fortune and placing himself in a high position was too great.
He had always felt that Yin Zhanpeng was too cautious, holding onto such a precious treasure without knowing how to make the best use of it. He just wanted to bring more fortune to his family, consuming the energy produced by his pure yang body.
Since that was the case, such a treasure might as well be used by him.
Initially, after he killed Yin Zhanpeng and his wife and then refined his body into the cauldron, absorbing the energy of Yin Zhanpeng’s body had yielded significant results, and the Yuan family had indeed prospered.
However, as time passed, he began to feel dissatisfied again. He then delved into some shady practices, hoping that the cauldron could manifest greater power.
Yuan Hongshen believed he had some understanding of Feng Shui, so he thought he could handle it himself. Especially after reading in a certain book about refining artifacts in environments rich in yin energy, which could double the power of the artifact, he became even more eager to refine the artifact again. However, the result was completely different from what he had imagined.
Following the book’s instructions, he re-refined the artifact in a tomb rich with Yin energy. However, he did not anticipate that the artifact would develop its own consciousness, and its nature seemed to change as well.
Previously, the bronze cauldron absorbed energy from people with pure Yang bodies, but later it transformed to only absorb the fortune of other families for the benefit of the Yuan family.
He had specifically followed the book’s directions to find items rich in Yin energy, spending a large amount of money to acquire many jade artifacts from ancient tombs for the cauldron to absorb. As a result, the consciousness materialized into black mist and even started communicating with him.
The black mist even taught him how to absorb fortune from other families, though the methods clearly seemed sinister.
Yuan Hongshen realized that this artifact spirit was no longer a benign entity. The black mist was likely using him, but at this point, he was in too deep to back out. He couldn’t let go of the Yuan family’s fortune and thus had to comply.
The black mist continued, “I need more energy; otherwise, I cannot maintain the Yuan family’s fortune.”
Hearing this, Yuan Hongshen’s expression turned grim, and he angrily replied, “I’ve done so much over the years, and even if the branch family’s fortune isn’t enough, I’ve provided a lot of energy. Why is it still not sufficient? I refuse to harm other families for this.”
The black mist chuckled and said, “If you want the Yuan family to soar, this amount of energy is insufficient. Besides, the small fortune from the branch families is negligible. Didn’t you go all out with the Qi family recently?”
“That’s different! The Qi family’s head showed no respect to our Yuan family. Competing with us in business was one thing, but when he bought the land I had been planning to acquire for a long time, he was clearly opposing us. I had to teach him a lesson!”
The black mist found Yuan Hongshen’s self-righteous attitude increasingly ironic but didn’t comment further. Instead, it coldly said, “It doesn’t matter if you don’t provide me with more energy. Without sufficient fortune to sustain it, the Yuan family is destined to decline.”
Yuan Hongshen’s heart skipped a beat. He recalled a period when he hadn’t provided the black mist with enough energy, and the Yuan family’s development had indeed been stunted. Even people who used to curry favor with him had started to mock him.
Following the black mist’s advice, he began using these charms. Distributing them among the smaller families that relied on the Yuan family, he absorbed their fortune, leading to a resurgence in the Yuan family’s prosperity.
Having been in a high position for so many years, Yuan Hongshen had become accustomed to being looked up to. He couldn’t bear the thought of returning to a life of struggle and deprivation.
Clenching his teeth, he said to the black mist, “So, what exactly do you want me to do?”
The black mist emitted a hint of red light, seemingly pleased with Yuan Hongshen’s response. The red light flickered as the black mist continued, “It’s simple. Recently, I found something that can nourish me even more. Remember your previous master’s son, Yin Zhanpeng?”
Yuan Hongshen paused, his face turning ugly as he nodded. Of course, he remembered Yin Zhanpeng.
“His son is here now.”
“What? Yin Tianyi is here? Didn’t I send him to the countryside? How could he be here…”
“Why not? The boy has strong fortune, and like his father, he possesses a pure Yang constitution.”
“He also has a pure yang constitution!” Yuan Hongshen’s face lit up with delight, but then he heard the black mist continue, “Yes, but I don’t want Yin Tianyi.”
“Then what do you want?”
“Yin Tianyi is accompanied by a thousand-year-old ghost cultivator. The cultivation of that ghost is exceptional. If I can absorb all that cultivation, I can guarantee that the Yuan family will quickly rise to the top.”
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