Chapter 542

Yin Tian’s words were not intended to scare others.

Such affairs always required one to be involved with great causality.

Moreover, the person involved had to be exceptionally fated.

Take this old man in front of him, for example, even if he truly learned how to reverse fate, his meager abilities meant he would probably die before he even finished.

The old man, hearing Yin Tian’s words, also showed a bitter smile on his face.

Just as Yin Tian said.

He was very confident in his own strength, but he also knew that by himself, he simply couldn’t perform such feats as reversing fate.

Looking at the old man kneeling before him, Yin Tian let out a soft sigh, and had just pulled the old man up from the ground, but the old man had knelt down again with a thud.

"I beg you, Master, to save my life!"

The old man clutched Yin Tian’s legs as if he had grabbed a lifeline, "As long as you are willing to help, from now on, my Yuan Family will follow your lead unwaveringly!"

Seeing the old man’s sorrowful appearance, even Su Qinwei and the other girls felt somewhat compassionate.

"Yin Tian."

Chen Yu looked at the old man with sympathy, then turned to Yin Tian, "Look, this old gentleman is begging you so earnestly, just agree to help him."

"Yes."

Jiang Qingge also pleaded with Yin Tian.

Yin Tian did not speak but instead turned to look at the old man.

He calculated something behind his back with his fingers.

The old man had an aura of purplish-gold, and in the future, he would have significant interactions with Yin Tian; he would be of use to him.

Then he spoke: "Fine, I agree to help you. Get up first."

Hearing Yin Tian’s words, the old man immediately beamed with joy, quickly standing up from the ground, "Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!"

"First, tell me exactly who in your family is sick and what has happened."

Yin Tian said flatly, standing there.

However, the old man laughed awkwardly and said, "To be honest, I also don’t know very clearly..."

Yin Tian was startled.

"The sick one is my wife, who suddenly fainted a year ago, obviously due to Feng Shui reasons. Thus, I changed the Feng Shui of my home six times but to no effect, which is why I took interest in this valuable location..."

The old man’s face showed a look of sorrow, tears rolling in his eyes.

"The illness sounds quite strange, I will go with you to have a look."

Yin Tian nodded his head.

Seeing that Yin Tian had agreed to go with him, the old man also nodded repeatedly.

Yin Tian turned to look at Su Qinwei and the other girls, "I will go out with this elderly gentleman for a while, you girls wait for me at home."

"Mhm, you go on without worry."

Su Qinwei nodded her head.

Seeing this, Yin Tian immediately walked out the door with the old man.

The young man also struggled to stand up from the ground.

He was very unsatisfied with Yin Tian, but he dared not say much in front of his grandfather.

Yin Tian drove the car, taking the grandfather and grandson off into the distance.

On the way, Yin Tian also inquired about the old man’s name.

Yuan Weisheng.

As for the young man, his name was Yuan Bao.

With Yuan Weisheng’s guidance, Yin Tian parked the car in front of a massive mansion.

Standing outside, Yin Tian slowly nodded, "Not bad, not bad at all, quite the grand gesture; in the whole Central City, it would be hard to find many others with such Feng Shui."

"Don’t you see where this is!"

Yuan Bao, standing beside Yin Tian, said proudly, "My Yuan Family has a millennium of heritage, never breaking the line of succession, and has produced great Feng Shui Masters generation after generation. How could those lesser households dare to rival the Yuan Family?"

"Do not speak nonsense!"

Yuan Weisheng glared at Yuan Bao, but he also carried a look of self-satisfaction on his face.

"Let’s go inside."

Yin Tian said, stepping forward towards the Yuan Family home.

There were few people in the forecourt; only some guards and housekeepers were present.

Yuan Weisheng did not say much, leading Yin Tian directly to the back courtyard, eventually stopping in front of a room.

Outside the room, many people were already gathered at this time.

Seeing Yuan Weisheng return, they all looked at him with great respect.

However, some of them also glanced at Yin Tian, curious about who he was.

"What are you all gathering here for?"

Yuan Weisheng, hands clasped behind his back, had an air of authority.

"Father, someone from the Hua Family has returned, and we received the news early this morning, so we invited him over."

A middle-aged man spoke respectfully, "Right now, Doctor Hua is inside treating Mother."

"Someone from the Hua Family?"

Yuan Weisheng’s expression became serious, clearly aware of whom his son referred to.

He turned to glance at Yin Tian, then stepped toward the door, "Let’s go have a look."

The middle-aged man didn’t get the chance to speak before Yuan Weisheng pushed the door open and walked in.

Yin Tian, seeing this, immediately followed.

The room was small, filled with a strong medicinal odor that lingered.

In the depths of the room, an ancient-looking wooden bed, surrounded by curtains, was placed.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a black beard was sitting beside the bed, twisting several golden needles in his hand, preparing to insert them into an old lady lying on the bed with her eyes tightly closed.

Standing beside the black-bearded man was a Taoist boy who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen years old.

Seeing the black-bearded man’s actions and the silver needles already on the old lady’s body, Yin Tian furrowed his brows and directly spoke up.

"It would be best not to let that needle fall."

"Unless you want her to die."