Chapter 537: Set the Fortune!_1

Looking at Zhen Huayi with tears streaking down her face like pear blossoms in the rain, Yin Tian reached out and pulled Zhen Huayi up from the ground, "Don’t panic yet, what’s happening?"

Actually, after entering Yin Mansion, Yin Tian had begun to observe Zhen Songwen.

He did not detect anything abnormal about Zhen Songwen’s body.

But why had Zhen Songwen fallen into a coma?

Zhen Huayi clutched tightly at Yin Tian’s clothes, as if grasping at the last straw of salvation, "My brother... my brother is going to die!"

Yin Tian frowned and turned to look at Zhen Songwen again, unsure where Zhen Huayi’s words were coming from.

"I remember when my brother and I were young, a Taoist came to our home and said that my fate was not bad, though I had one calamity to face in my teens. Once I got through it, life would be smooth sailing..."

Zhen Huayi sobbed as she explained, "But he said my brother was short-lived, destined not to live past twenty-five... This year... my brother is twenty-four!!"

It was then that Yin Tian realized the gravity of the situation.

In his deep, dark eyes, a faint light flickered as he looked towards Zhen Songwen.

Following that, Yin Tian discovered that the fortune above Zhen Songwen’s head was indeed so dim it was frightening; if one didn’t look carefully, it was nearly invisible!

"So it is true..."

Yin Tian murmured to himself.

There was nothing physically wrong with Zhen Songwen, it was just that his fortune was depleting, which was why this was happening.

"Yin Tian... please save my brother, I don’t mind being blind..."

Zhen Huayi held on to Yin Tian, pleading desperately, "As long as my brother can be brought back to life, I’m willing to be blind for the rest of my life..."

Yin Tian reached out and gently wiped away the tears from Zhen Huayi’s eyes, "What nonsense are you talking about? You are my fiancée, and your brother is my future uncle. How could I just stand by and watch?"

Zhen Huayi sniffled, "Do... do you really have a way?"

"Of course."

As Yin Tian spoke, his brows furrowed again, "But I need some things."

"What things?"

Zhen Huayi asked with great anticipation.

Yin Tian shook his head, "You don’t need to know. Leave this matter to me."

After he finished speaking, Yin Tian told Zhen Huayi to let go, and then he walked over to Zhen Songwen.

Crouching there, he could clearly see that Zhen Songwen’s fortune was still dissipating at an extremely slow rate.

As the saying goes, man acts, heaven watches.

This refers to the ephemeral concept of fortune.

Every person, no matter what they do, will either gain or lose some amount of fortune.

But Zhen Songwen was different.

His fortune was always in a state of decline.

Normally, this wouldn’t be a big deal.

However, looking at Zhen Songwen’s fortune, if it wasn’t stopped soon, he would likely die after three days of coma due to the dissipation of his fortune.

Yin Tian reached into his chest and pulled out more than a dozen silver needles.

The next second, Yin Tian’s aura changed.

Hissing...

Yin Tian’s arm descended at a speed almost invisible to the naked eye, sealing off Zhen Songwen’s extraordinary meridians and collaterals.

Zhen Songwen’s fading fortune slowed down a bit more.

But the silver needles stuck in Zhen Songwen’s body started to tremble slightly!

Then,

Hissing...

Zhen Songwen’s body, like a deflating ball, the qi leaking from inside was strong enough to force the silver needles out!

Yin Tian frowned, not expecting this to be so tricky.

"Humph!"

He let out a cold snort as he picked up the needles that had fallen to the ground.

This time, he used a different method.

With a ripping sound, Zhen Songwen’s upper garments were torn apart by Yin Tian.

Immediately after, Yin Tian bit his finger and began drawing directly on Zhen Songwen’s body.

In just over a minute, an unintelligible design appeared on Zhen Songwen’s chest.

And Zhen Songwen’s body moved slightly, "Hot... so hot..."

He muttered.

Yin Tian, however, ignored Zhen Songwen’s words and began to insert the needles again.

But this time, the placement of the needles was quite different from before.

At the same time, Yin Tian continued to mutter to himself.

"If the world could understand where it resides, transcending the ordinary to attain sanctity would not be difficult. Wandering the mortal realm for forty springs, doing nothing, trusting in the truth of heaven."

"Life’s focus lies within the Qiankun Cauldron, all efforts depend on the cycle of the sun and moon. Treasure lies hidden within the Eight Trigrams qi; the Primordial Spirit veiled within the light of the five elements..."

Accompanied by Yin Tian’s soft chanting, the silver needles once again fell upon Zhen Songwen’s body.

This time, the needles did not get expelled.

Seeing this, Yin Tian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It’s done."

Yin Tian spoke slowly.

"Cured... is it cured?"

Huayi’s face was full of hope, "Is my brother cured?"

"Not yet."

Yin Tian shook his head, "I’ve only stabilized his fortune so he can hold on longer while I find a solution."

Hearing this, the expectation on Zhen Huayi’s face was once again replaced by sadness.

Yin Tian stepped forward, extending his hand to gently pat Zhen Huayi’s little hand.

"Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, your brother will definitely be safe!"