Under One Person: Feng Shui Master, I Will Protect the Mountains and Rivers with My Own Body

Tian Jinzhong slept soundly for a long time.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

The warm sunshine shone on him, and he felt as if he were having a very long dream.

In his dream, he returned to the year of Jia Shen, to that night that changed his life. But he was no longer afraid, no longer struggling; instead, he watched his past self quietly like an observer.

For the first time in decades, he felt an unprecedented sense of ease and tranquility.

He sat up and found himself covered with a blanket. The small figure was sitting on a small stool leaning against the pillar next to the gate, fast asleep, with a trace of drool hanging from the corner of its mouth.

Tian Jin felt a warmth in his heart, walked over, and reached out his only remaining hand to gently, very gently, touch Yan Sen's messy, unkempt hair.

This child is his biggest concern in this life, besides his master and senior brothers.

……

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in Yanjing, at the headquarters of NaDuTong Express Company.

The atmosphere in the heavily guarded conference room was so tense it was almost palpable.

Around the round table sat a dozen or so people. These people included men and women, young and old, some dressed in suits and ties, and others in traditional Chinese clothing.

They are the pinnacle of power in the world of supernatural beings today—the Ten Elders.

And, the top decision-making level of Nadutong Company.

Seated in the main seat was Zhao Fangxu, the chairman of Nadutong. He pushed up his glasses, looked at the documents in his hand, and frowned.

"Everyone, that's the situation." Zhao Fangxu's voice was calm, but he couldn't hide a hint of fatigue. "Rao Jiang's 'Medicine Immortal Society' has recently resurfaced. Moreover, it's even more rampant and covert than it was decades ago."

He distributed the documents in his hand to everyone present.

"According to the intelligence we currently have, this newly emerged Medicine Immortal Society is extremely cruel. They are no longer satisfied with using adults to refine poisons, but have begun to capture children with good aptitude on a large scale, using an extremely vicious secret method to refine them into 'Gu Children'. These children will become their most perfect weapon, but at the same time, these children are also a terrible source of poison."

Attached to the document were several photos with their images blurred. Even so, the bloody and bizarre images still made the faces of the Ten Elders present darken.

"Chairman Zhao, wasn't this Medicine Immortal Society wiped out by the company before? How come it's reappeared?" The speaker was a plump old man dressed in an expensive Tang suit, who looked like a wealthy gentleman. He was one of the Ten Elders and the head of the Shen Tu Wang family—Wang Ai.

"They were wiped out. But even a centipede, though dead, does not fall down easily," Zhao Fangxu sighed.

"The fish that escaped from the net back then have been licking their wounds in the shadows for twenty years, and now they've come back with a vengeance. Moreover, this time they've learned their lesson; their stronghold is hidden in the primitive Hundred Thousand Mountains of Raojiang region, where the terrain is complex and the energy field is chaotic, rendering our modern reconnaissance equipment practically useless."

Silence fell over the meeting room.

Everyone realized the seriousness of the situation.

"So, the company called all of us old guys over today because they want us to contribute?" An old man, blind in one eye, whose ruthlessness made anyone uncomfortable just sitting next to him, slowly opened his other eye.

One of the Ten Elders, Lu Ci, the head of the Lu family of Ruyi Jin.

"It's not about sending people, it's about asking for help," Zhao Fang said frankly. "Our biggest problem right now isn't that we can't win, it's that we can't find anyone. We need one person, or a group of people, who are good at tracking and locating enemies, and who can accurately pinpoint targets in this complex environment."

He glanced around at the ten elders present: "Each of you is a leader in your own right, with countless talented individuals under your command. I wonder who can help the company with this favor?"

The group looked at each other, all somewhat hesitant.

Raojiang is a very strange place. It's rife with all sorts of poisonous insects and witchcraft, making it impossible to defend against. Sending ordinary disciples there would be suicide. Sending elites, if they were to perish there, would be an enormous loss.

Just as the atmosphere reached a stalemate, an old but loud voice broke the silence.

"Tracking and locating the enemy? I do know someone who's an expert at that."

The old man speaking was dressed in a suit and white shirt, his eyes gleaming with intelligence. Looking at his eyes alone, no one would guess that the owner of those eyes was already a hundred years old.

Lu Jin, the patriarch of the prestigious Lu family, is nicknamed "Flawless in Life" and is also one of the Ten Elders.

All eyes were on him.

Lu Jin smiled, but her gaze shifted to Zhang Zhiwei, the old master, who sat silently in the corner, seemingly asleep.

"Old Celestial Master, even at this point, are you still keeping things hidden?" Lu Jin's tone was teasing. "Why don't you let out your precious darling and let everyone see it?"

"My precious darling?"

The ten elders present were all stunned.

What treasures does Longhu Mountain have? Apart from the newly accepted, exceptionally talented Zhang Lingyu, I haven't heard of any other particularly outstanding young disciples.

The old master slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Lu Jin, and the meaning in his eyes was very clear: You old thing, you talk too much.

He was also making plans in his mind.

Should we send Komori?

This is indeed an opportunity. This child has been in the mountains for six years, with all his skills going to waste, and he's almost driven crazy by it.

Going out to gain experience and see the blood will be beneficial to his future growth.

Moreover, the Medicine Immortal Society is a heretical sect that everyone should kill.

Sending Komori is considered acting on behalf of Heaven, which aligns with the original intention of their "An Di Long" lineage of geomancers.

With this in mind, the old master made a plan.

He looked at Zhao Fangxu and said calmly, "The Celestial Master's Mansion can provide the person."

Zhao Fangxu's eyes lit up.

"However, I have a condition." The old master changed the subject.

"Please speak, Elder Celestial Master."

"The kid I sent is wild and energetic; he can't stay on the mountain." A fox-like smile appeared on the old master's face.

"The company should give him as much training as possible for this mission, instead of treating him like a porcelain doll."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fangxu was taken aback at first, but then immediately understood what the old master meant.

This person is using a company task as a sparring partner for their junior colleague!

There's no reason for him to refuse such a good deal.

"No problem!" Zhao Fangxu patted his chest and assured him, "As long as we can find the Medicine Immortal Society, forget about training, even if they wanted to dismantle the Medicine Immortal Society, our company would supply them with explosives!"

"Good." The old master nodded in satisfaction.

He took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Rongshan? Go to your uncle Jinzhong's courtyard now and bring Xiaosen down the mountain. Yes, straight to the Yanjing headquarters. Buy him some good food on the way, don't let him go hungry."

After hanging up the phone, the old master closed his eyes again, as if nothing had happened.

The others in the conference room were completely intrigued.

Who exactly is this person whom Lu Jin calls the "precious darling" of the Heavenly Master?