Compassionate yet ruthless

and I wondered who, or what, lurked within.Cheng Banxian's small courtyard had its dilapidated door slightly ajar. Before I even stepped inside, I heard the sound of mahjong being played from within....Her Are you talking about that little imp

My brother said lazily, “Just stay home and don't go out. After the seventh day, she should calm down.”

Aki called soon, his voice cracking with tears: "Boss, there's been a fatality... The woman downstairs jumped from her building last night. She landed on the platform edge of the third floor and broke both legs... I, I..."

"My little brother is busy taking care of himself right now, there's a bunch of paparazzi blocking the door outside." My older brother said unhappily: "Your own karmic debt, burn more paper money. I also gave you the amulet to ward off evil spirits, at least you are a member of the Mu family, can't even stick on a talisman"

"I, I..." Achi stammered, too anxious to speak.

A little girl's voice came through the phone. I furrowed my brows and whispered, "I'll go take a look... He has children at home."

After becoming a mother, she became very soft-hearted towards her children. Ach said that he had two daughters who he cherished very much. The reason why he didn't get married was because he didn't want his children to be wronged.

In this regard, he is still a competent father.

My brother, seeing that I was going, told Archie over there. We put on sunglasses and had Chen Laotou and Da Bao pretend to open the front door for business to draw fire, so we could sneak out through the back door.

In the car, it was relatively silent. When we stopped at a red light, my brother suddenly spoke: “... Xiao Qiao, I feel like Jiang Qiyun is plotting something.”

"Huh What" I was taken aback.

My brother has always been exceptionally intelligent, with a mind that is sharp and insightful. The fact that he would say something like this suggests that it was carefully considered.

Jiang Qiyun hasn't been acting strangely recently. With his arrogant personality, he probably wouldn't stoop to plotting anything sinister, would he

"Saying that the plot might be inaccurate, I just feel like he's letting things unfold..." My brother's long fingers tapped on the steering wheel.

He hesitated for a moment before analyzing, “You see, based on past experience, if Jiang Qiyun truly becomes popular, regardless of any karmic obstacles or not, he is a celestial being, a divine deity who naturally understands how to resolve and compensate for karma. Even if he has to go to the blood pool to consume his magic power and cultivation to transcend calamity, he wouldn’t mind.”

But this time, facing the Ghost Princess, he only struck back her outstretched hand and did not directly capture or obliterate her soul.

Let's assume Jiang Qiyun's power in the mortal realm is greatly restricted, it's said to be less than one-tenth. His cultivation path has spanned over two thousand years, roughly speaking, one-tenth would be two or three hundred years. And the Ghost Princess has been around for four hundred years... Could it be that he simply isn't powerful enough

My brother furrowed his brow deeply.

I was taken aback, not enough strength

I had never thought that Jiang Qiyun would have times when she was not powerful enough.

He was always arrogant, even finding it beneath him to personally handle a simple lost soul. How could he possibly run out of power

"Moreover, he had personally promised the Ghost Princess four hundred years of cultivation time. Therefore, the gods big and small in the underworld naturally wouldn't dare to go against their Emperor, so they all turned a blind eye."

He knew the Ghost Princess wanted a lair to roost, and therefore invaded the Dharma Gate of the Mi River Basin, injuring Mu Wanchen, causing the enmity of the entire Witch King City... In this situation, what did he talk about with Mu Wanchen

I bit my finger, listening to my brother's analysis piece by piece.

Indeed, I hadn't considered that—Jiang Qiyun not being harsh with the Ghost Princess. What kind of plan is hidden beneath this indulgence

"Jiang Qiyun is a primordial god, but after being with you, his feelings for you haven't increased or decreased. Why would he let Zhu Weiti unscrupulously take over Qi Keqin Was this intentional"

"Many things, ordinary people can only see one or two steps ahead, but a being like him, a celestial immortal, should be able to see hundreds of steps. Those old immortals in the heavens might even be able to see thousands of steps… Perhaps he foresaw something, so on the surface he indulged, but secretly laid plans… Of course, these are just my guesses."

My brother rolled his eyes, looking exasperated.

I furrowed my brows deeply and said to my brother, "Brother, after the formation in Huangdao Village was broken, he left Qingluan in the world, but we hardly saw her again... Jiang Qiyun told me before that Qingluan had another mission, and only recently did he tell me what it was."

"What is it"

The qingluan is a bird that often accompanies the West Queen Mother. The red one is the phoenix, and the blue one is the qingluan, which also belongs to the phoenix family. It likes to perch in places filled with spiritual energy and inhabited by noble beings. He lets the qingluan search for such places in the mortal world.

"What is it you've brought me for"

"Even immortals will refine their dwelling places. He has placed his temporarily refined Pure Land of Bliss here, so that I can cultivate as quickly as possible."

Then what

He took a very detached attitude towards much of what I was going through… and he started to teach me some things. He even said to me yesterday that all difficulties are for the making of magic…

One can advance in cultivation by breaking demonic spells, and one can elevate one's realm by shattering demonic hearts.

My brother pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Could he be creating an opportunity for you Immortals are ranked according to their merits. The greater the merit, the higher the status. It just so happens that this ghost princess is bringing along a huge horde of vengeful spirits… This explains it."

I pursed my lips: "My cultivation is still shallow, and it's difficult to deal with the Ghost Princess. But he said that divine powers are no match for karmic retribution. If the Ghost Princess continues like this, neither the yin nor the yang realms will tolerate her."

"... Forget it, the thoughts of a celestial deity are hard to fathom. Just knowing he's not gone mad is enough. With your explanation, I find it much more understandable."

Achi's house was on a high floor, with the road below. There were three floors of commercial areas downstairs. The place where someone jumped off the building and broke into two pieces in the middle of the night was cordoned off, and someone was maintaining order.

There was only a pool of blood on the ground. I looked up, and the roof of this high-rise apartment building was shaped like a "pin," resembling a tower.

Ancestors emphasized a grand and balanced scale, which can be seen in many ancient cities. In contrast, emerging economic cities often feature avant-garde and unusual architectural designs.

Such a high-level character as the one in this image, with its sword-like peak pointing toward the sky, would negatively affect the surrounding aura.

Maybe it's because I've been learning about feng shui, but I prefer lower floors. I always feel like from a higher floor, something just feels off.

It's either the Sky Severing Evil, or the Heart Piercing Evil, or the Sharp Angle Evil, or the Reverse Bow Evil... somehow they can always find fault.

"Come on, it's not easy to buy a house these days. Who has time to be so fussy" My brother complained.

Also, we walked to the elevator, and a gust of cold wind blew through, making our spines tingle.

"Tsk, looks like someone really has been here... Could that woman in the elevator yesterday have run into the ghost of a voluptuous little fairy and gotten lost"

Ding…

The elevator doors opened and my brother and I instinctively moved to the sides, determined not to stand in the doorway.

There was a faint trace of sinister energy within.

"Elevator or stairs" my brother hesitated to ask.

Knowing there was a yin energy present, I naturally chose to take the stairs, but...

The sixteenth floor.ooked at the man's terrified expression, smirked, and turned to leave.Just as I saw her turn and about to breathe a sigh of relief, a low growl from behind startled us both: "What do you think you're...