I'm an antique shop owner, so it's reasonable for me to know some magic

Chapter 530

"no problem."

Shen Xuanxuan agreed very readily.

There is a long-standing precedent of mutual exchange among the various schools of Taoism in China. As long as I go to that land to seek out the origins and lineages, I can obtain the things I have.

My greatest contribution is saving the other party the long journey to China.

"But before that, could you tell me your name? And why can't I see your face clearly?"

He finally realized why the other person's presence had always been so low: he could never see them clearly or remember their face.

Shen Xuanxuan was astonished. The opponent's magic could even deceive him, so it must be quite effective.

"My name is Su Ming."

"As for this, it's a little trick passed down in my family. Combined with my relatively weak Qi, it can go unnoticed, making it easier to investigate secrets. But the main reason is that I'm a bit handsome, and walking on the street can easily cause a commotion."

Ha. He's really good at bragging.

As the mysterious power that had enveloped the young man's face faded, the cold smile on Shen Xuanxuan's lips gradually froze.

He now understood why a powerful clergyman like Miss Selva would take a liking to this kid.

Shen Xuanxuan considered himself a famous handsome young man in his youth, but even back then, he could only temporarily avoid the limelight when he came to this young man.

Handsome and dashing, ethereal and otherworldly... no description is too much.

Sitting next to Miss Selva, they were a perfect match, a golden couple.

If he had been born in ancient times, given his talent and comprehension, he would have been destined to become a third-ranked scholar, and people would have been chasing after him to find a husband for him.

Shen Xuanxuan had a lot of curiosity about this young man named Su Ming.

For example, what was the background of that female ghost who exuded a strong yin aura, or his deceased elder?

But he knew the rules better, so he turned to inquire about his own affairs.

When will my injury heal?

"Based on the current situation, it will take about two days."

"That's good. To be honest, I have to attend a special meeting with the London government in three days, and I also have many lectures and programs to attend afterward, so I can't be late."

"They only invited you?"

Seeing that Su Ming seemed interested in these activities, Shen Xuanxuan explained the background of them.

"Do you remember the Master Su I told you about before?"
His information had long been dug up by governments around the world. Before he rose to fame, he was just an ordinary person. But in the last two years, he suddenly became a humanoid nuclear weapon.

The British government felt that the power he cultivated had great potential for development and planned to study it, so they gathered a lot of... you know.

Su Ming nodded and raised his question.

"How many of the people they've gathered are as truly capable as you?"

"Not many. Mainly because in their eyes, there's no difference between performing the ritual of stepping on the Big Dipper and dancing the shaman."

Shen Xuanxuan smiled as he said this.

"So I'm not going to teach them anything."

The British government treated them like powerful fools, and they treated the government like a rich fool.

Both sides are essentially using each other; it's just a matter of who has the more skillful methods and can gain more benefits for themselves.

"Of course, I won't keep anything from you."

Shen Xuanxuan suddenly realized that what he had just said might cause some unnecessary problems, so he changed the subject and explained.

“Su Ming, you are different from them. We have a bond that transcends life and death. Once I have fully recovered, I will immediately discuss the Dao with you.”

"Alright, I won't disturb your rest any longer. Your food, clothing, and lodging will be taken care of by the person who just spoke. You can focus on recovering."

Shen Xuanxuan turned his head and glanced at the astrologer ghost floating in mid-air. His smiling face froze.

Before he could voice his opinion, Su Ming led Miss Selva out of the room.

It was at this moment that Shen Xuanxuan began to examine the surrounding furnishings and observe the environment.

As he stood up, he caught a glimpse of the window next to him, and outside was a large lawn. In other words, this wasn't an apartment building, but a detached structure.

Shen Xuanxuan was not surprised by this.

Everything Su Ming possesses now was inherited from the elder he mentioned.

For such cultivators, worldly wealth and power are practically within their grasp.

A mere independent courtyard is nothing to make a fuss about.

I should be able to live a better life from now on than I did in Hong Kong.

But he showed no interest in enjoying it; he was only thinking to himself whether his knowledge could meet the other party's expectations.

"I'm owing more and more favors..."

Shen Xuanxuan lay down and sighed, then his inner thoughts began to stir.

"But as the ancients said, fortune and misfortune are intertwined. Young Su Ming has connections in this area, which can be considered an opportunity for me~ hehehe."

I stumbled into this connection without really knowing what it was all about. I'll have money to cultivate my Taoist path, rise to fame, expand my sect, and a wonderful life will be just around the corner. Just thinking about it is exciting.

……

"What a pity, I thought you were just being kind by saving him."

Theresa smiled and spoke, but her tone didn't sound regretful at all; instead, it carried a hint of mischief.

"Why not?"

Su Fan suddenly turned his head and replied with a hint of mischievousness.

"Don't forget that I now have the ability to probe other people's soul memories. I can wait until he is killed by the demonic fetus, grab his soul and refine it instantly... Soul Search."

"It sounds like a ghoul."

Theresa complains.

“You should know that truly evil cultivators are far more bloodthirsty than ghouls. All the demonic acts you know are nothing but daily occurrences for them.”

The World Government should be most thankful for is that Su Fan is not an evil cultivator.

The two entered the courtyard, where the midday sun shone brightly.

Will the lives of those people in the hotel be affected by the demonic fetus?

"Will do."

From the very beginning, Andrei had intentionally chosen people with wicked intentions. Few of those who followed Shen Xuanxuan into the hotel were of good character.

The demonic fetuses don't even need to bewitch; they just need some sweet talk to get them to willingly assist them.

Little did they know that the growth of the parasite meant the weakening of the host, and the moment the demonic fetus was born, it would be the moment of their death.

It's laughable that they're still dreaming of using this contract to become superior people.

"I did destroy the demonic fetus, but the life force and energy absorbed by the demonic fetus can never be recovered. In the rest of their lives, these people will be plagued by minor and major illnesses and extremely weak. However, this is the result of their own choices."

"Being alive is already a blessing."

"But they don't think so."

After they left, the hotel was immediately taken over by a higher-level special agency.

The latter members surveyed the scene and forced all personnel at the scene to give statements.

These survivors, upon discovering that their faces had aged visibly, their hair was dry and yellow, and even had strands of white hair, unanimously began to accuse Su Fan.

Emilia relayed this message to Su Fan this morning, and after she finished speaking, she asked Su Fan's opinion whether those people needed to be dealt with.

Su Fan disagreed, feeling that using Mayfair's network of connections to deal with these scumbags was a waste of talent.

In comparison, there were more important things for them to prepare.

That is to find a place that can provide him with a breakthrough.

That's right, he's finally about to form his core.

(End of this chapter)