I cultivate the Purple Mansion Golden Elixir Dao on Earth

Outside of Baiyang Temple.

Yang Xiyi was suddenly turned away and had to leave the Taoist temple. She didn't even get the contact information of the uncle named Lin Yu.

Her expression remained unchanged, but a hint of coldness appeared in her eyes.

"What happened?"

Yang Xiyi looked at Yang Ruixing.

Yang Ruixing was somewhat surprised to find his younger sister showing a rare hint of temper, but he misunderstood the reason for her anger. After a moment's thought, he smiled and comforted her:

"It's alright. This person was abandoned as a child and has always lived in places like this, which has given rise to a strange personality... I've seen many people like this in the company. They're usually very cynical, but they become honest when faced with real problems."

In the end, Yang Ruixing's words were tinged with dissatisfaction and coldness. He was clearly very unhappy about being turned away by someone like Jiang Songjing, but he was too proud to do so for the time being.

But Yang Wanyi didn't have those concerns.

She glared fiercely at the tightly closed gates of the Baiyang Temple and said sternly:

"Fuck! What is this thing! This idiot really thinks he can act all high and mighty just because we need his help?!"

"If you ask me, if he's not behaving himself, we should just teach him a lesson! Either send someone to kidnap him, or... just burn this Taoist temple down! Our Yang family hasn't fallen so low that we need to worry about such a small Taoist temple!"

By the end, Yang Wanyi's voice had become shrill.

However, besides Jiang Songjing, she clearly had another target she resented, which is why she proposed the idea of ​​"setting fire".

Yang Ruixing glanced at her with displeasure, but did not stop her, his eyes flashing with calculation.

But Yang Xiyi spoke up, which was unusual for her.

"no."

The others—including Uncle Shan—looked at her in surprise.

Yang Xiyi's voice remained calm, but as she looked at the entrance of Baiyang Temple, she exuded a resolute and honest demeanor.

"Don't force anything. Since you've been rejected today, come back tomorrow. Maybe they'll change their mind."

After saying that, Yang Xiyi turned around and walked towards the Mercedes-Benz GLS without any hesitation.

Yang Ruixing and Yang Wanyi exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.

Having spent over a decade with Yang Xiyi, they naturally knew best the temperament of this genius younger sister who skipped grades to enter a top university at the age of fourteen and graduated at sixteen to pursue graduate studies in a professor's laboratory.

Over the years, apart from research topics related to her interests, she has treated everything else as lightly as gravel on the roadside, to the point that her grandfather and father regret that she was unwilling to use her potential to develop the family business.

Including this time when I came to pick up Jiang Songjing.

If it weren't for her ailing father's persistent pleas, Yang Xiyi might still be spending all her time in the laboratory—completely disregarding how much of the inheritance she would inherit.

but……

This younger sister is speaking up for Jiang Songjing, or rather, for the Baiyang Temple?

What's wrong with her?

Yang Ruixing and Yang Wanyi exchanged a deep look, silently conveying their confusion, before turning around and following closely behind Yang Xiyi.

"younger sister……"

……

After watching those "family members" leave Baiyang Temple and tightly close the temple gate.

Jiang Songjing stared at the lock on the door, her icy expression slowly melting away, revealing a bitter smile beneath the surface.

"well……"

He left the temple gate in a daze and wandered around the courtyard. Unconsciously, he sat down opposite Lin Yu.

"Brother Lin..."

He called out the middle-aged man's name in distress, as if addressing an elder brother or a teacher.

"Do you know what's going on with those people? Let me tell you..."

"I know."

Lin Yu didn't look up, still marking in her book, but had already switched to the next one. This directly cut off what Jiang Songjing was about to say.

"I'm telling you, they are... you know!?"

Jiang Songjing's eyes widened suddenly.

"Yes. I know not only their names and their purpose, but also their background and your relationship with me."

Lin Yu's calm words struck Jiang Songjing like a thunderclap.

"I see... I understand now."

Jiang Songjing seemed to have lost all her backbone, and slowly went limp.

His face wore a desperate expression that was both a cry and a laugh.

"My cheapskate father is really a remarkable person. No wonder he can wield power as a son-in-law... He actually invited you, Brother Lin, to ambush me at Baiyang Temple in advance."

"Okay, okay, okay... If it's your request, Brother Lin, what's wrong with me going back to acknowledge him as my father? After all, Brother Lin, you've been kind to me..."

Jiang Songjing spoke weakly, but Lin Yu put down her book and slowly stood up from the stone bench.

He stood before Jiang Songjing, his figure not particularly tall, and even a faint smile on his face, yet Jiang Songjing felt as if a mountain stood before him, making him fall silent in fear.

"Ying Manyuan is just an ordinary mortal; how could he possibly have any personal ties with me?"

Lin Yu casually uttered Jiang Songjing's father's name before he married into the family, standing with his hands behind his back. His imposing manner made Jiang Songjing swallow hard.

"You don't need to guess. I came to Baiyang Temple simply because it's a suitable place for cultivation, just like the suspicions that crossed your mind when I first arrived. I am indeed a true cultivator, and I chose this place because I was drawn to its auspicious imagery."

Lin Yu's gaze slowly shifted downwards.

The gaze fell on Jiang Songjing, making the latter feel as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing down on her.

It wasn't because Lin Yu cast any spell.

Rather, it was because Jiang Songjing's thoughts, after a slight turn of his mind, made him realize the meaning behind those words and felt extremely horrified!

All the doubts I had these past few days have suddenly been confirmed.

Those jokes that were thought to be casual conversations suddenly revealed their hideous true nature.

As if struck on the back without warning, Jiang Songjing's breath caught in her throat!

...The same suspicions that raced through my mind?

...He, he...Brother Lin means that he directly "saw" what was going on in my head?

...He can read my mind!!!

"Mind reading? To say that this supernatural power is mind reading is both right and wrong."

"But it's enough for you to understand it to this level for now."

Lin Yu smiled.

Even though the other person looked exactly the same as before, Jiang Songjing's teeth were chattering slightly, and she felt her heart clenching gently.

That is the natural sense of terror that humans feel when faced with "others" they cannot understand.

That is the sense of crisis stemming from the instinct for survival when encountering dangers beyond the norm.

That is--

The fear that ordinary people have of spiritual practitioners!

"……wrong!"

Jiang Songjing suddenly thought of something, and her head started shaking like a rattle.

"I remember seeing something before, a scam called 'cold reading' and 'hot reading'..."

He gasped for breath, like a drowning person struggling to the surface, and retorted:

"...Some clever charlatans are experts in this field, even pretending to be highly skilled fortune tellers!"

"Brother Lin, how can you prove that it's real mind reading?"

"A con artist?"

Lin Yu shook her head.

Actually, I don't need to prove anything.

He smiled.

Then--

Suddenly, he extended his finger.

In the void, a tiny dot was placed between Jiang Songjing's eyebrows.

This gave the latter no time to react.

The next second, it seemed as if endless brilliance bloomed before Jiang Songjing's eyes in an instant!