Chapter 921: Zhao Mansion

Banxian Hall.

A young girl dressed in a red padded jacket, looking clever and adorable, walked into the hall.

Aaron, who was lying on a rattan chair with slightly graying hair, smiled: "Astragalus... you've come to get medicine for your father again, you really are filial!"

The girl pouted in dissatisfaction and called out crisply: "Grandpa Fang, my name is Li Qi, not Astragalus!"

"Yes, yes, someone, go and get the medicine for Miss Astragalus, will you?"

Aaron shouted, and immediately a little medicine boy hurried over, taking Astragalus—oh, no, that's wrong, taking Li Qi to get the medicine.

At the entrance, there was also a couple in their thirties waiting with smiles; it was Li Yao and his wife!

Ten years had passed since these two settled in Yukang, and they had few children, raising only one daughter, whom they regarded as the apple of their eye.

By the afternoon, accompanied by the sunset glow, a rider like a black cloud galloped over, startling the pedestrians and vendors on the road into scattering and tumbling over.

At the entrance of the courtyard, there was a plaque with the three large characters "Qimeng Courtyard" written on it.

To refine Gang in the "Ten Thousand Gu Book", one must cultivate the Five Viscera and Six Bowels.

Nangong Jie had just wanted to pursue, but felt a chill on his body and a breeze between his legs, sensing something was very wrong, so he hurriedly put on his clothes before chasing out.

"Yuanjia City... the Zhao Family?"

At this moment, a figure was seen having already vaulted out of the courtyard, and immediately raised a hand, with several cold glints flying out from their grasp!

Tongxin Taoist screamed, but did not die, and struggled to flee.

It was seen that the eldest daughter of the Zhao Family, that hot-tempered and overbearing Zhao Feifeng, was actually whining on the ground like a dog, fawning over a young man.

This practitioner of Taoism was always thinking about stumbling upon some opportunity to break through his bottleneck, so that he could revitalize the Taoist temple.

Tongxin Taoist took to his heels and ran!

The Zhao Family.

She arrived at the Zhao Mansion, and her famous horse, "Wuyun Zhui," which was like a whirlwind, stopped before a servant, not missing by even a hair's breadth, clearly showing her horsemanship was also extremely refined.

He also had the cultivation of Condensing Sha, and his Dharma Power was enough to run rampant among the common folk.

After going out to grunt and ha a few times to deal with his son, daughter-in-law, grandsons, and granddaughters... he took advantage of the night to go out and secretly arrived at Wutong Temple.

That Tongxin Taoist had also grown into the appearance of a young Taoist.

There was a reason for choosing to cultivate the Liver Wood Qi first.

And the closer one got to the main bedroom, the more one could hear a wisp of sobbing, bird-like chirping, seemingly emitted by a woman, growing louder and louder.

Within his words, there was much regret.

When he fainted, a wisp of hair on his forehead also turned white, having already greatly shortened his lifespan.

Aaron had not used makeup, or rather, removing the Human Skin Mask was his best disguise at this time.

"Could it be a lecher? Or is the eldest daughter of the Zhao Family secretly having an affair?"

"This Zhao Family is truly interesting."

Then, his expression became somewhat strange.

Tongxin Taoist vaulted over the courtyard wall again, and as his nose twitched, he smelled a bewitching fragrance; he couldn't help but be startled, hurriedly taking out an ancestral pill from his bosom and swallowing it, only then feeling much clearer.

Aaron smiled, his fingers moving as he silently began to calculate.

The Knight on the horse, however, had no such concerns, even letting out a silver-bell-like giggle.

Aaron continued to drink tea, and saw that the servant didn't know which sentence had displeased Zhao Feifeng, who lashed out with a horsewhip, causing the servant to roll on the ground and scream.

Aaron found a tea stall, sat down, ordered a pot of clear tea and a few snacks, and just observed silently like this.

"Young Master, you should lower your voice... this is the eldest daughter of the Zhao Mansion—Zhao Feifeng; she acts in an overbearing manner, but happens to have high martial arts skills, and has the title of 'Spicy-Hand Feifeng' in the Jianghu."

If he went in now, not only could he easily obtain the Turtle Shell Dharma Treasure, but he could even kill this Tongxin Taoist in one move.

The main gate of the Zhao Mansion was built extremely luxuriously, with glimpses of carved beams and painted rafters inside, and two huge stone lions placed at the entrance.

This also had to do with Xin Chen's own constitution; after all, Aaron didn't need to cultivate to know that for his own Five Viscera Palace cultivation, Kidney Water would inevitably be the most difficult hurdle.

'This person... is a bit wrong.'

It was just a pity that after Tongxin succeeded to the position, Wutong Temple became even more dilapidated.

And Tongxin's aptitude was truly average; he practiced the crude mental cultivation methods of Wutong Temple over and over, and now he was only hovering at the Post-Heaven realm.

Others all thought it was the steward who had persuaded the eldest daughter, but Aaron had just sensed a trace of subtle Dharma Power fluctuation.

This young man was naturally that Steward Nangong!

"Who?"

He stood up, carried his hands behind his back, watched little Li Qi hopping and skipping away with the medicine packets, and went straight back to his room to sit cross-legged.

Aaron pointed his folding fan at this female rider and asked with a smile.

A moment later, a few whistles came from outside the door.

Aaron had despaired of the Five Viscera and Six Bowels Gu, so he began to follow the path of the Orthodox Xuan Sect to build a solid foundation.

He circled around a few times and finally made up his mind to avoid the guards and vaulted in over a wall.

This remark made the onlookers break into a cold sweat.

"The Turtle Shell has calculated it; the opportunity for my breakthrough is right here in the Zhao Mansion!"

He thought of his Master's dying words: this Turtle Shell was a Dharma Treasure passed down through their lineage since ancient times, but every time it was used, it required sacrificing lifespan; even the blind old Taoist had not used it many times back then.

"According to what the Turtle Shell indicates, this is the place!"

Back then, he succeeded to the position at a young age, and there were many who were unconvinced; by the time the blind old Taoist died, several of the original Taoists had already left.

A sneaky figure arrived outside the Zhao Mansion; it was actually Tongxin Taoist!

Night.

"Wood is the beginning of the Five Elements, and Water is the end of the Five Elements; this is the natural order of the heavens! Therefore, the Five Elements generate each other in order: Wood generates Fire, Fire generates Earth, Earth generates Metal, and Metal generates Water! To cultivate the Five Viscera Taoist Palace, the first step is to cultivate the Liver Wood Qi, and only then Heart Fire, Spleen Earth, Metal Lungs, and Kidney Water..."

But according to what his Master said, the changes in Heavenly Secret were truly hard to understand; before that Noble's father could wait for his Master to visit again, he got into trouble and moved his whole family away, leaving the blind old Daoist to always sigh at how Heavenly Intent toys with people.

Tongxin Taoist opened his eyes wide, struggling to interpret the hexagram, when suddenly he let out an "Eh?": "So my destined opportunity lies with the Zhao Family in Yuanjia City?"

However, he could have done that back then, and since he was able to restrain himself, he would naturally be even less likely to do so now.

People of the Demon Sect have always acted without restraint.

When she saw Nangong Jie, she immediately recalled all that had happened before and felt so ashamed and angry she could have died.

It was just that after Minister Zhao fell from power, they were in a hurry to distance themselves from the relationship.

To say nothing else, this local snake put in quite a bit of effort in tracking down Zhang Chengxiang and issuing the wanted notice for the Li Family.

Outside the window, Aaron watched this scene and let out a faint sigh.

A moment later, the side gate of the mansion opened, and a very young steward walked out, greeted him, and called out: "Eldest Miss, please do not lower yourself to the level of the servants."

Over these years, he had also been secretly keeping an eye on the Wutong Temple.

He looked young and tender; even if incense pilgrims were looking for someone to divine fortunes, interpret lots, or perform Point Acupuncture... they would never look for him, and the incense offerings at Wutong Temple were already scarce, and now they were nearly non-existent.

Watching the back of that Steward Nangong, Aaron narrowed his eyes slightly.

Nangong Jie calmly finished dressing and walked out, only to see a middle-aged male guard with a face full of burns, seemingly disfigured, looking at him ingratiatingly: "Senior Brother... some petty thieves broke in just now, did they disturb your refined interest?"

At this moment inside the temple, the new Abbot, Tongxin Taoist, was under an oil Lamp, stroking a pitch-black Turtle Shell in his hands, murmuring: "Master... I will definitely carry forward Wutong Temple and spread our Daoist Lineage!"

"And after the cultivation of the five viscera is completed, one can actually almost break through to Outer Gang..."

Clearly, this was someone with a Daoist Technique, who had even used a soul-bewitching art to make Zhao Feifeng follow his every word.

This Steward Nangong was actually a disciple of the Demon Sect, having infiltrated the Zhao Mansion under his master's orders to plot a major event.

As an immortal who enjoys life, he was quite patient when it came to being a bystander and watching the show.

The so-called method of calculation depends first on Daoist practice, second on the technique, and third on clues!

The more clues there are, the clearer and more accurate the calculation will naturally be!

Tongxin Taoist had already provided the clues, and Aaron's skill in calculation was quite profound, so he immediately calculated seven or eight out of ten.

And after Li Yao gave birth to a daughter, her health was not very good, and she was a frequent visitor to Banxian Hall, but she had her own Medicine, so she mainly came to buy herbs.

At this moment, holding the Turtle Shell, he first silently prayed for a while, then recited the incantation and sprayed a mouthful of vital blood onto it.

Tongxin Taoist hurriedly searched around, only to find that the old women and wives who should have been patrolling at night, and the maids in every room, were all sleeping soundly.

The last time was when he calculated for the father of a Noble, thinking that if he could establish a connection in the future, he could bring glory to his sect.

"Very well... since Steward Nangong has spoken, I will spare you this time."

Actually... back when Minister Zhao was at his peak, the Zhao Family was eager to claim kinship, and when the eldest Young Master, Zhao Jianchen, came, he was very flattering.

Aaron just watched coldly from the sidelines and did not do anything.

Although there were vague rumors that he had some connection with Zhao Jianchen's father, that fallen Minister of Rites, the Zhao Family naturally denied it, saying that although they shared the surname Zhao, they were two different families, and their connections in the officialdom were not the same either.

At this moment, having changed into a green robe and holding a folding fan, he looked like a scholar and had a certain dashing and unrestrained air.

After wandering around, he arrived in front of the Zhao Mansion.

Having calculated the cause and effect, he said nothing more and turned to leave.

"Miss, look into my eyes!"

He even focused his Dharma Power into his ears, and could hear Li Yao's suppressed coughing and voice: "Sigh... Great-uncle Fang is old too; back in his day, he was almost a generation older than my father! *Cough cough*... If Father were still alive, he would probably be like him, at most a bit younger..."

The Turtle Shell swallowed the vital blood and actually floated up, emitting hexagrams composed of various Innate Divine Numbers, which was quite strange.

Aaron was mischievous and just called her little Li Qi, pretending to be senile, and no one bothered to argue with him.

Unexpectedly, that arrogant and overbearing "Ruthless Phoenix" actually had a smile on her face, really put down the whip, and spoke some more with that Steward Nangong, and the two entered the mansion with smiles.

But no matter what, he was someone who had cultivated Dharma Power, and even though his soul was bewitched at the moment, he discovered the whereabouts of Tongxin Taoist!

"Not good!"

He looked around, somewhat surprised: "Bewitching incense? Could it be that other petty thieves have come?"

It was just that no one noticed that Aaron was also following behind Tongxin Taoist, leisurely watching the Daoist's actions.

Aaron meditated on himself, and vaguely, he introspected into a palace where a cyan-green child was being formed, faintly appearing to become the likeness of a deity.

Aaron smiled slightly, paid for the tea, and turned to leave.

At night, however, he would use soul-bewitching arts to play and amuse himself, yet during the day she would have no awareness of it, only feeling that she had slept a bit more deeply.

Tongxin Taoist hesitated a little, but secretly approached the bedroom, licked his finger, and poked a small hole in the window paper.

"Who is old?"

Nangong Jie was about to pursue further when he heard that the Zhao Mansion guards had been alerted, and inside the room, Zhao Feifeng also murmured, looking around blankly: "This... I... what happened?"

No matter how poor Tongxin Taoist was, he still had Post-Heaven cultivation and was quite an expert in the Jianghu; the outer guards of the Zhao Mansion naturally could not stop him.

A few days later.

Tongxin Taoist was also forced into a corner, so he thought about risking the loss of his own lifespan to calculate his own path and see if there were any destined opportunities.

After all, this steward was extremely handsome, and even passersby could not bear to see him get whipped by Zhao Feifeng.

Among them, one herb, 'Astragalus', which replenishes Qi and benefits the blood, was frequently used.

"Who is this woman?"

"The Liver Wood Palace has been cultivated halfway, as expected... my deduction had no errors."

"So it was a continuation of the wandering Daoist from back then... this actually has some connection to the Li Family! The closeness of cause and effect in this world is truly incredible."

He was even bullied by local thugs once.

This female Knight dismounted, looking heroic and spirited, her face charming and flushed with a bit of excitement, quite attractive.

Especially since Zhao Feifeng had not liked him before and often made things difficult for him.

Nangong Jie gave a sinister laugh, black light emitting from his eyes, making Zhao Feifeng's expression become blank again as he began to tamper with the memories of this "Ruthless Phoenix".

The Zhao Family was once known as Zhao Bancheng, extremely wealthy; otherwise, they would not have been targeted by that wandering Daoist.

"But if one wishes for a solid foundation, one must still cultivate the six entrails as well."

Tongxin Taoist, however, seemed to have been prepared long ago, winding and turning through this deep mansion where ordinary people would surely get lost, before arriving at a courtyard.

Aaron touched the Human Skin Mask on his face and secretly grumbled to himself: "If it weren't to maintain this persona, I wouldn't have to dye my black hair white every single day..."

The Doctor smiled and lowered his voice to reply.

"So that's how it is..."

Yuanjia City.

He immediately rolled his eyes and fainted.

He placed his eyes up to it to take a look and was instantly stunned.

Aaron strictly followed his schedule every day, practicing his cultivation for two hours before ignoring everything else.

Even though decades have passed, the family business remains undefeated.

It made this Disciple of the Demon Sect feel almost as if he had forgotten his home.

Yet the people around were not surprised by this, clearly Zhao Feifeng being this way was not a matter of a day or two.

"No matter, but that person broke into Qimeng Courtyard, clearly coming prepared; I fear they might also know something..."

Nangong Jie looked at this face that was like a ghost and said coldly: "Zhao Jianchen, if you wish to be admitted under my Master, you must do your utmost to handle this matter well... Go quickly and investigate that person's whereabouts!"

(End of this chapter)