Chapter 171: The Dead End of Feng Shui

“I’m going too…”

Sister Tang quickly took off her apron, ready to follow them.

Shui Miao’s mind was occupied solely with the matter of the soul-devouring spirit. Whether Sister Tang went or not was of no concern to him at all.

Wang Xiaomi drove, with Shui Miao sitting in the front passenger seat. Xiaotudou, Sister Tang, and Li Lan sat together in the back.

Since someone needed to manage the construction site, Xiao Shuang and Zhao Xulu stayed behind.

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Zhonghai City was huge. After driving west for twenty minutes, Wang Xiaomi arrived at a place called Qingtian District—an old neighborhood densely packed with aged buildings—and pulled the car to a stop on one of its streets.

Li Lan and Wang Xiaomi had both visited Sun Sihan before; her home was deep within this old town, a place filled with disorder and chaos. As soon as Shui Miao entered this old street, he felt a suffocating tightness in his chest. The area was densely populated, the buildings old and run-down, the alleys winding and complex, and everywhere showed signs of decay and neglect. Along the way, they hardly saw any newly built structures.

Li Lan and Wang Xiaomi bought some apples from a roadside fruit stall. They remembered that Sun Sihan loved apples.

Then, Li Lan led the way forward, guiding Shui Miao and the others into a narrow alley.

The walls on both sides of the alley were covered with moss from years of shade. Some sections of the wall had peeled away, revealing slimy, shell-less snails clinging to them—visually repulsive. Worse still, right in the middle of this narrow alley ran a south-to-north sewage ditch. Though the weather was good today and ordinary people wouldn’t notice the stench, Shui Miao could both smell it and see the thick, murky vapors wafting through the alley.

Shui Miao said nothing, continuing forward.

The alley was long. They walked for more than ten minutes before reaching its end. There stood a wall at least four meters high. On the other side of the wall was a modern residential complex that had been developed just a few years ago. Sun Sihan’s house was a small single-story dwelling at the very end of the alley, no more than forty square meters in size.

The wooden door to her home was open.

As they approached the entrance, they heard a woman shouting angrily.

“Hmph! You dare accuse me of not taking care of the elderly? You lie in bed all day, eating, drinking, and doing your business while the elderly serve you hand and foot. You’re in your twenties and don’t even feel ashamed? Sun Sihan, let me tell you clearly—this house belongs to your brother, not to you, a mere daughter. Whether you like it or not, it must be demolished. We’ve already registered it. The demolition team will come today. If you still refuse to move and get crushed under the rubble, don’t blame me for not warning you!”

This woman was fat, loud, and imposing.

Upon hearing the voices, Li Lan and Wang Xiaomi hurried into the house. The woman, seeing strangers, was momentarily startled, then shouted again, “Who are you people? Who let you in here?”

Sun Sihan was sitting on a rusty iron bed. Her legs had just undergone surgery to remove steel plates, and she couldn’t stand at all. Beside the bed sat an elderly woman, about seventy years old, with silver hair, so thin her skin clung to her bones, wiping her tears with a gray, worn handkerchief. In another corner of the room lay another emaciated old man on a bed, shaking his head weakly. Toothless and frail, he looked like he didn’t have long to live.

“Who am I?”

Li Lan glared at the woman angrily. “Who the hell are you? Try shouting at me again, and I’ll slap your face.”

Li Lan wasn’t usually crude, but seeing Sun Sihan being bullied pushed her over the edge.

“Damn it…”

Before the woman could finish cursing, Li Lan slapped her hard across the face, then drove her knee sharply into the woman’s stomach, immediately causing her to double over in pain. That wasn’t enough—Li Lan and Wang Xiaomi dragged the woman outside and kicked her until she couldn’t move at all.

Li Lan cursed furiously, “You damn bitch, even if I kill you today, I still deserve it.”

The night before, Shui Miao had won a lot of money, and Li Lan had received a share of the profits—several million at least.

So when people get rich, their voices naturally gain confidence.

Afterward, the group entered the house to comfort Sun Sihan.

Shui Miao and Xiaotudou stayed outside—the smell inside the room was unbearable.

Xiaotudou glanced at the woman lying on the ground and asked Shui Miao, “Senior Brother, the earth’s energy here is severely polluted. This wall blocks the airflow, making the local energy increasingly toxic. Can you think of a way to improve it?”

“There’s no solution other than moving. This is a dead-end alley, and there’s a sewer inside it. From the stench, I can tell the sewer is blocked. The airflow here will only get worse, the yin energy stronger. Especially the house at the end of this dead-end alley, it bears the long-term accumulation of turbid and chaotic energy. The people living here will suffer serious health issues, and their careers and luck will be severely affected.” Shui Miao’s mind stirred, and he closed his eyes, activating his spiritual power. He summoned a spiritual breeze into the house, pushing all the accumulated polluted energy at the end of the alley to the other side of the wall.

Suddenly, the wind picked up, startling Sun Sihan.

The woman on the ground, affected by the spiritual wind, quickly stood up and fled, covering her bleeding nose.

Seeing the woman run away, Xiaotudou quickly said, “Senior Brother, she must be going to get help.”

“If she can call for help, can’t we?”

Shui Miao smiled faintly and took out his phone to call Jiang Zhihao.

“Master, Master, you called me!”

Jiang Zhihao was lying on a recliner in his villa, sunbathing. After Shui Miao had cleansed his meridians with spiritual power, he felt as if he’d turned back the clock by a decade. His mood was unusually good, and he had already instructed his charity organization to handle related matters. When he saw Shui Miao’s call, he immediately sat up straight, his tone as warm and enthusiastic as when he first answered his future mother-in-law’s call.

“Yes, come with some bodyguards to No. 97, Old Street, Qingtian District. Help me with a small matter. How soon can you get here?”

Shui Miao was actually treating an old tycoon of the Zhonghai Business Association like a street thug!

“I know that place, I know that place! I’ll come right away. Definitely there within thirty minutes.” Jiang Zhihao was a native of Zhonghai and familiar with every corner of the city. In his youth, he had built his fortune through real skills, and he had contacts everywhere in Zhonghai.

“Too long. Twenty minutes at most.”

After saying that, Shui Miao hung up the phone directly.

“Senior Brother, twenty minutes? Isn’t that asking too much?” Xiaotudou scratched his head. He knew that even he had taken more than twenty minutes to get here by car. Those tycoons lived in busy areas with heavy traffic. Thirty minutes was already the fastest possible.

“If I don’t put some pressure on them, how will they treat me as their master?” Shui Miao smiled coldly. “To others, they’re tycoons. To me, they’re just a bunch of decaying flesh.”

“True, true. My Senior Brother’s way is truly mighty!”

Xiaotudou looked at Shui Miao with admiration, wishing he could have such high spiritual cultivation as soon as possible.

Shui Miao patted Xiaotudou’s head. “Work hard on your cultivation. You’ll become strong one day. Let’s not talk more—go inside and see first.”

Inside the house, Li Lan had already told Sun Sihan and her parents that Shui Miao was a big boss and a feng shui master who had come to help Sun Sihan.

When Shui Miao entered, the seventy-year-old grandmother quickly stood up to greet him. The old man, who had seemed barely alive moments ago, now looked visibly better after the spiritual breeze. Shui Miao quickly helped the old woman sit down. With his spiritual perception, he found that both of Sun Sihan’s legs were fractured below the knee, one of them a comminuted fracture still containing steel plates. The other leg had had the plates removed, but the wounds hadn’t fully healed and required a long recovery period.

“I might be able to help you recover faster.” Whenever possible, Shui Miao preferred to use spiritual power to help others, never one for unnecessary mystification.

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Seeing this, Xiaotudou quickly told them, “My Senior Brother is a half-immortal who has attained the Dao. Healing your legs shouldn’t be a problem.”

Shui Miao lifted the blanket, startling everyone.

Because of her leg injuries and the inconvenience of movement, Sun Sihan was not wearing any clothes below the waist—not even underwear.

Shui Miao had already sensed this and only lifted the blanket below her thighs.

Sun Sihan, deeply ashamed, pressed the blanket tightly against her thighs with both hands.

Shui Miao carefully examined the wounds but wasn’t very confident. He activated his spiritual power and first applied it around the wound on the leg from which the steel plate had been removed. Under the effect of the spiritual energy, the wound area rapidly regenerated. Under everyone’s astonished gaze, the wound miraculously healed.

Even Li Lan and Wang Xiaomi were stunned by this sight!

Xiaotudou secretly felt proud—he knew Shui Miao could do it.

Shui Miao then looked at the other leg with the comminuted fracture and said, “Tell me when you feel pain.”

“Okay!”

Sun Sihan nodded quickly.

Shui Miao activated his spiritual power again, first realigning the shattered bones and promoting healing. Then, he slowly separated the wound with spiritual energy. He had expected her to feel pain, but under the effect of the spiritual power, she felt none. Seeing that she wasn’t in pain, Shui Miao relaxed and activated his spiritual power, suddenly opening the wound on her leg, directly removing the steel plate, and then using spiritual energy to heal the wound. The entire process was surreal and left everyone watching in awe.

Ten minutes later, Shui Miao withdrew his spiritual power and smiled at Sun Sihan. “Try standing up and walking around…”

Shui Miao had forgotten that Sun Sihan wasn’t wearing anything below the waist.

Sun Sihan felt embarrassed and was just about to speak when loud shouting came from outside…

Xiaotudou quickly ran out to check and then rushed back in. “Bad news! The woman we beat has brought a large group of people with iron rods and cleavers—they’re coming this way!”

Shui Miao whispered a few words into Xiaotudou’s ear, giving him a clever idea. Xiaotudou’s face lit up with excitement, and he immediately ran out again.

Shui Miao turned around and, seeing Sun Sihan still sitting there, urged her without thinking, “It’s fine now. Quickly stand up and try walking…”