Chapter 6: Turning Against One Another

Xiao Lei's expression gradually became serious. He felt that the more he directed his internal energy to probe the opponent's heart meridian, the stronger the intense resistance he encountered. This force was extremely insidious; not only did it create heavy resistance, making Xiao Lei's internal energy flow increasingly difficult, but it also unexpectedly pierced back into Xiao Lei's body along the thread of internal energy he had tentatively released.

Xiao Lei shook his head and said seriously: "As for this, I need to examine it carefully. Hmm... Miss Tian, how exactly did she end up like this? I would appreciate it if Mr. Tian could elaborate on the matter."

After a moment of contemplation, he glanced at the young girl from the Tian family lying on the bed and sighed inwardly; such a beautiful young lady should not have to die so young

Then, halfway through, a Taoist priest suddenly uttered a sound resembling "Yi," quickly stopping in his tracks. His expression was peculiar as he pinched a few fingers to calculate something, and his gaze was also quite strange.

The young girl from the Tian family, who lay unconscious on the bed, suddenly coughed twice. With a soft sound, she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, staining half of her face red. After that, she fell back into unconsciousness.

However, the current Wu Daozi is no longer disheveled; he is dressed in a clean and tidy Daoist robe, and even his hair is neatly arranged

At the foot of the mountain, two men dressed in azure robes are hurrying along. If one were to approach closely, it would become apparent that the two are striding gracefully, each step seemingly taken without touching the ground, exuding an air of transcendence.

Tian Zhen's expression changed dramatically, and she hurriedly stepped to the front of the bed, turning her face to shout: "You audacious one! What have you done! She... she was fine, how could she be spitting blood!"

Xiao Lei sighed, maintaining a calm expression, yet inwardly thought, "Goodness, this is quite a big deal! The Tian family is wealthy and influential; I wonder how much we can negotiate from them? Hmm, my uncle mentioned that the rent will increase next year, so it shouldn't be a problem to negotiate an extra 100,000 or 80,000, right? ... Hmm, I also don't know how many children Tian Zhen and his wife have; if they only have this one child, it might be worth considering raising the price a bit more...

Tian Zhen pondered for a moment, appearing quite melancholic. She then sighed, took Xiao Lei by the hand, and walked to the bedside. Gently grasping one of the hands of the unconscious woman on the bed, she softly pried open her fist and said in a low voice, "Sir, please take a look!"

Under Tian Zhen's gesture, Xiao Lei took two steps closer and then saw a girl in white lying on the bed

This room measures at least over ten square meters. In each corner of the room, there are four blazing fire basins, and four strings of Vajra bells are hung in the corners. Below the bells, a string of talismans is suspended. It is unclear what kind of strange formation this is.

Money is a lovely thing, ten thousand yuan is a very lovely thing, and something even lovelier than ten thousand yuan is twenty thousand yuan

Having spoken, he sighed, looked around to see no one, and also took off his sword. After a short while, he saw a beam of blue light rise and head towards the summit of Mount Emei

After some thought, he smiled and said: "Mr. Tian need not be anxious for the time being. Although I do not yet know the method of rescue, I am well-versed in the art of physiognomy. From Miss Tian's features, she does not appear to be a person of misfortune, nor does she have the traits of a short-lived individual. Surely, a fortunate person will have their destiny guided by heaven!"

This person has a rosy complexion; he is none other than Wu Daozi, the fortune-telling uncle of the little Lei

Xiao Lei got up from the ground, feeling quite upset. He muttered to himself, "You circle, you cross! I have put in so much effort to treat your daughter, and just a moment ago, you were calling me 'Master Xiao' with such respect, but now you turn your back on me!"

The Taoist in front stopped and frowned, saying: "Wu Daozi, why have you stopped? The hour is late; if we delay Master’s two-hundredth birthday, not only will Master be displeased, but we will also lose face in front of our fellow disciples!"

A head of black, shoulder-length hair, slightly curled. A flawless face that seems delicate enough to break with a touch, with skin that is tender and fine, a rosy white complexion, and without a trace of makeup. A pair of closed eyes, shrouded by long eyelashes, seem to break one's heart just by looking at them. That crimson little mouth, if it were to smile, one could only imagine how charming it would be, yet at this moment it is tightly pursed, with a row of teeth as delicate as broken jade gently biting her upper lip, as if she is in boundless pain

This time he came prepared. Although he felt a sharp pain as soon as his fingers touched the other person's skin, the protection of the Xuanmen mental techniques allowed him to endure it without much difficulty. He merely transmitted a trace of an invisible, gentle force.

Beside him, Tian Zhen's expression was tense, not daring to breathe a word, just staring intently at Xiao Lei, hoping that he could open his eyes and say to him, "It can be cured"

Xiao Lei's expression was grave. As soon as he entered the room, he sensed an extremely malevolent and sinister aura circulating back and forth. The chill caused goosebumps to rise on his exposed skin, and at that moment, his scalp tingled, clearly indicating that this was a very powerful form of dark magic

Xiao Lei sighed. Having studied for many years under that old charlatan Wu Daozi, he had naturally learned a bit of genuine skill, unlike those purely fraudulent swindlers outside. He cast a deep glance at Tian Zhen and said softly, "Whether it succeeds or not, I cannot be too certain, but it is worth a try."

... ...

At this thought, he took a deep breath, and after a moment of circulating his internal energy throughout his body, he finally dispelled the distractions in his mind. He focused his attention and extended three fingers towards the wrist of the young girl from the Tian family.

Suddenly, Xiao Lei let out a startled cry, feeling a powerful force emanating from the opponent's wrist that violently flung him away. There was also a trace of a sinister strength that seemed to stab sharply at his heart, catching him off guard. He tumbled and fell about half a meter away, naturally landing on his back with his legs in the air

Sigh, after she was injured, no one dared to touch her body. This... Tian Zhen, a dignified man, had a furrowed brow filled with melancholy, and his eyes even glistened with a hint of moisture, clearly indicating how deeply he cherished this daughter.

The Taoist in front urged again a couple of times. Wu Daozi then raised his head and chuckled, "What are you rushing for? My master hasn't seen me for many years, and now that I have returned, he will surely be overjoyed and won't blame me at all. Alas, you are so impatient; I have always said this about you. As cultivators, we must maintain a calm and peaceful mind. With your temperament, when will you ever achieve the Great Way? Well, well, since you are so anxious, I will take the lead and go ahead."

Before them lay a delicate hand, as radiant as jade, with a yellow talisman covering the center of the palm. Upon lifting it, a deep crimson scar was revealed. The scar was remarkably neat, as if it had been gently sliced open by a sharp instrument. However, the wound was quite peculiar; as soon as Xiao Lei caught a glimpse of it, he heard Tian Zhen say: "This wound has been present for three days. No matter what method is employed, it cannot heal. Any medication applied is ineffective; it simply no longer bleeds."

Then the Taoist behind him stomped his feet repeatedly and muttered under his breath: "Good for you, Wu Daozi, Wu the Mad! To actually fly with a sword at the foot of the mountain in broad daylight! If those ordinary folks were to see this, it would cause quite a bit of trouble!"

However, despite the four braziers in the corner, the room was chillingly cold. Above, a spirit-recalling mirror hung from the ceiling, inscribed with several lines of authentic Buddhist marks in an unknown language. Under the flickering light of the fire in the room, those marks faintly emitted a glimmer of golden light

This force is not a martial arts internal energy, but rather a peculiar mental method cultivated by him under the guidance of the old master Wu Daozi from www.hetushu.com. What he has developed is not the internal power found in martial arts novels, but a kind of mysterious inner breath akin to spiritual telekinesis. At this moment, his expression was serious as three fingers rested on the opponent's wrist. Unbeknownst to him, a stream of inner breath began to spread along the opponent's arm and meridians, carefully examining what peculiarities lay within the pulse of the young lady from the Tian family. However, he revealed no trace of this on his face, instead closing his eyes and adopting a standard posture for traditional Chinese medicine pulse diagnosis.

Knowing that Tian Zhen was right beside him, Xiao Lei did not dare to look too much. After glancing at her deeply twice, he finally turned to look at Tian Zhen and said: "This is ... ... "

Just this one face alone is enough to be a beauty capable of captivating a nation, enchanting and alluring. Xiao Lei could not help but be drawn in, and seeing this light beauty seemingly in pain, his own expression slightly darkened, unexpectedly giving rise to a few feelings of pity and sorrow in his heart

At the foot of Mount Emei, the dark green mountains rise like a barrier, stretching endlessly. Clouds float and swirl in the sky, as if enveloped in a layer of strange radiance under the golden sunlight

Xiao Lei frowned secretly, thinking that her entire body’s blood was probably frozen, so how could it still flow out?

Tian Zhen immediately had a three-point glimmer of hope and said in a deep voice: "If I can save the young girl, I am willing to offer a generous reward in gratitude"

Beneath the soul-recalling mirror lies a large bed. Apart from that, there is nothing else in the room

Wu Daozi chuckled softly, yet did not boast; he merely squinted his eyes and murmured to himself with a smile: "It's that little rascal Lei. Hmm, he is likely to encounter quite a few setbacks this time. However, amidst the misfortune, there is fortune to be found; naturally, he will turn calamity into blessing. It seems I, the Daoist master, am overthinking it; that kid is quite fortunate indeed"

It turned out that when I just touched the other person's skin, I felt a pain in my fingers as if they had been pricked by a needle! I couldn't understand what strange force it was that seemed to allow a trace of an extremely venomous aura to penetrate through my pores.

Looking further down, there was a figure draped in a white long garment. The slender and delicate body was remarkably well-proportioned, with a waist that seemed to be grasped with ease yet did not appear frail. Especially striking was the snow-white neck, elegant like that of a swan

Having spoken, he looked up at the sky, drew the sword from his waist, and silently recited the incantation. Suddenly, a flash of blue light appeared, and with a whoosh, he actually soared away on the sword

This is my little girl! Tian Zhen looked at his beloved daughter on the bed, his face revealing a look of sorrow, and then he said in a deep voice: I have some formidable enemies who ambushed my daughter three days ago, and since then she has been in this state. She has been in a coma for three days and has not awakened, yet her body is extremely cold. At first, ordinary people could not approach her, but later I invited a highly accomplished monk, who discerned that my daughter had been harmed by a special method. However, the monk was also helpless against such evil techniques; he only bestowed two pairs of Vajra bells and a soul-recalling mirror, saying that they could keep my daughter's soul from dispersing for five days. At first, ordinary people could not approach her, but later I invited a highly accomplished monk, who discerned that my daughter had been harmed by a special method. However, the monk was also helpless against such evil techniques; he only bestowed two pairs of Vajra bells and a soul-recalling mirror, saying that they could keep my daughter's soul from dispersing for five days. He urged me to quickly seek out a master from the mysterious sect to come and rescue her..." After saying this, he looked at Xiao Lei with eyes full of hope

A sudden impulse surged within me, and I instinctively extended three fingers to check the pulse of the farmer's young daughter. However, just as my fingers made contact with the skin on her wrist, Xiao Lei couldn't help but let out a startled cry and swiftly withdrew like lightning

It is currently summer, yet the air at the foot of Mount Emei is cool and refreshing

Tian Zhen revealed a hint of joy and hurriedly said, "So, Mr. Xiao Lei seems to have a solution?"

Is there anything else... um... it's just that the chest is high and firm, um... that is, it's not overly exaggerated, but it definitely looks like a D cup! Hehe, this kind of observation technique is not something that old Wu Daizi taught; rather, it is the result of Young Master Xiao Lei synthesizing countless essences after watching numerous adult films, ultimately mastering this supreme "Goddess Observation Technique"!

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