Luzhu’s face flushed crimson as her sisters teased her, and the pale skin of her cheeks were tinged with shyness.0

She couldn’t help but spit back at them, “You hussies, mind your tongues! Careful, or I’ll go tell Madam on you!”0

Inside the room, Li Yanchu’s senses were keen; every word reached his ears. He only smiled faintly and paid it no mind.0

The meal was not extravagant, but it was refined and delicious, carrying the simple flavors of a mountain village. The Zhao family’s fengshui had clearly been evaluated by someone before, as they had prosperous descendants and peace within the household.0

For once, Li Yanchu allowed himself to relax. This was no ghost village or cursed dwelling; he had already verified that much with his Clearheart Jade Pendant and the Qi Sight.0

After finishing his meal and taking a short rest, he went out into the courtyard to practice the Divine Astral Hands. This martial art was fierce and domineering,...0