A foothold 2

posed to do Let these charlatans treat them If they fail, people will die... And if we treat them and cure them, they'll still take credit for it, swindling all that money! Plus, our family would be b...Heaven bestows grace and brings forth brightness. The four seasons change constantly, and the way of Heaven has its gains and losses.

Heaven's will and natural laws govern all beings and things. The way of heaven is profound, with its own inherent order.

If the embrace of yin and yang, and the cycle of birth and death are one aspect of the natural order, then the rise and fall of tribes is also normal.

Throughout history, the imperial throne of centralized power has been in constant flux, let alone the rule of a single region, clan, or dynasty.

The God King could communicate with heaven and earth. Could it be that he foresaw something extraordinary

I saw he was unwilling to talk more, just told me to feel it myself, and then shut his mouth.

Perhaps overthinking and a complex mind led to dreams of towering mountains, solitary peaks piercing the clouds, birds soaring in the azure sky; also rushing rivers, majestic palaces, and pairs of vigilant yet bewildered eyes.

There are so many people in the world, every encounter is a緣.

Whether it's a fleeting encounter or a lasting bond, it ultimately depends on one's own fortune and karma.

I hardly slept all night. The next day, I woke up with a pounding headache and stared blankly at the ceiling. My fifth and sixth senior sisters rushed in, chattering excitedly about how Mu Wanchen had proposed to my father, and that their wedding would be held on Wuling Mountain ten days later.

"Oh…" I was a little confused. He just said whatever came to mind.

I'm too lazy to resist.

"Little apprentice sister, you're actually getting married! My goodness, we haven't even had time to make your dowry!" The fifth senior sister said anxiously.

"...It doesn't matter, what dowry needs to be sewn" My head was fuzzy, I couldn't bear to say that I had hardly slept all night."

"At the very least, there'd be dragon-phoenix patterned quilts and mandarin duck designs. Master is such a traditionalist, and she even made us learn embroidery, wasn't it just for cultivating sentiment A wedding is such a perfect opportunity to use all these traditional things." Fifth Sister was both excited and a little regretful.

I think Mu Wanchen's place is quite traditional. The people there still wear ancient clothing. If you were to talk about the preparations for a big wedding, they would definitely be quick to get everything ready there.

"Don't bother...someone already prepared these things."

Sixth Senior Sister walked up to me, stared at me, and whispered, “Little Junior Sister, you seem a bit unhappy. Are you getting cold feet about the wedding Come on, Sixth Senior Sister knows how to give psychological counseling. Tell me, why are you unhappy”

"No, no, I'm just not awake yet!" I rubbed my face and hurriedly tidied up before running out of the room.

I really don't want to be cornered in the room by my senior sisters, bombarded with questions. I need to find a place to hide.

I ran to the front door and saw Chúlíng squatting in front of a hitching post, studying something intently. I couldn't help but say, "Don't you dare damage my family's antiques!"

Chūlíng turned her head to look at me, her brows furrowed as she said, "What a piece of junk! I don't even want it! Two hundred years old and you dare call it an antique! The houses in our city are all over a thousand years old!"

"Yo yo, not bad at all, times are progressing, society is developing, living in a mountain city for thousands of years and still feeling good about yourself, huh"

"You…"

I've figured it out, this young lady definitely can't win an argument with me, she just has a bad temper.

If I just casually say a few harsh words to her, she'll get so angry that her face will turn red, and she'll start yelling loudly. With this kind of personality, she's easily manipulated like a gun.

"You think your house is big and beautiful The King of Witches doesn't care about that! Otherwise, his palace would be magnificent! Much prettier than your house! We live in a thousand-year-old house too, warm in winter and cool in summer, with intricate designs—priceless!" She crossed her arms like a child and shouted at me.

I was about to reply when a man's voice came: "What kind of ancient relic is it, or priceless treasure Open my eyes, will you"

Outside the gate, a very wealthy man stood on the stone path outside my house, smiling and looking at us.

He was followed by an assistant carrying a suitcase, who fiddled with a string of beads in his hand while wearing a Western-style suit with Chinese elements.

He is the seventh senior brother's friend from the shopping mall, nicknamed Daozong, also known as Lu Yidao.

"What wind blew you, Big Buddha, all the way here You should go find my seventh senior brother at the company. He's very busy and barely comes back." I gave him a cold glance and said in an unfriendly tone.

Lu Yidao's noodles were white and smooth. Although he was well-fed, his appearance was gentle and refined, with the shrewdness and hidden sharpness characteristic of a merchant.

He feigned ignorance of my expression, grinning and saying: "I heard that the master of your household has returned, so I came to seek medical treatment. There's no need to trouble your seventh senior brother, just ask little sister you to recommend me, here's a visiting card."

He passed me a formal business card.

My old man falls for this sort of thing, he's so particular about these formalities. My ninth senior brother immediately stepped forward to greet them.

Lu Yidao smiled and looked at me, asking, "Miss Yin Er, how is that string of beads of yours Have you sent it for testing and scanning"

"What's it to you" I glared at him.

He didn't get angry either, and handed a business card to Chúlíng with a smile. "Little girl," he said, "I'm a dealer in antiquities. If you have anything interesting that opens my eyes, bring it over so I can take a look and give you an appraisal."

The young girl was naive to the world. She frowned and took the card, blurting out, "You think I can't get it A thousand-year-old house is something I can just move Are you stupid"

I reached out and covered her mouth, gritting my teeth. "Are you stupid! Can't you be more discreet! Don't you know what it means to keep a low profile!"

Is she trying to hide her wealth Chiling stared at me, her expression so clueless that I almost wanted to punch her.

Lu Yi Dao narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It seems you're joking, little girl. In this day and age, there's no such thing as a thousand-year-old house. Even the Imperial Palace isn't that old... Don't be so arrogant and boastful."

"I wasn't bragging!" Chuling pulled away my hand and exclaimed, "It's a thousand-year-old thing! Wuwuwu—"

I pressed down on her mouth and the back of her head, and stomped hard on her foot. No matter how she struggled, I turned back to Lu Yi Dao and said, "Since you're here to visit, don't just stand around chatting at the door and block my business! Come in!"

He chuckled: "Miss Yin Er is really a little pepper."

You're out of line!

Only when he stepped over the threshold did I let go of the young spirit. She had been stepped on, her foot hurt, and she glared at me angrily: "What do you want! You interrupted me!"

"Interrupting I was about to hit you!" I shouted. "Don't you know when to keep quiet! He already said he's a businessman, businessmen are all about profit! Don't you fear he'll be spying on the secrets of Mount Witch King!"

"Hmph, what are they even thinking Everyone wants to peek into secrets, but how many can truly reach them The Shaman King's power is boundless, and our tribe thrives under his protection. These common folk wanting to pry into our affairs Dream on!"

"...."

Isn't she a fool

I was about to warn her not to be so complacent when I saw something flash in the corner of my eye. I quickly turned around and ran away.

"Halt!"t it is unknown if he has the ability to deal with demons and ghosts.I'd heard of Laotian red sandalwood before, but I didn't know it was one of the tribute woods. Old Zhang, who makes a living doing...