Chapter 1

Liu Yiyang sat on the luxurious rosewood sofa, half-turning his body, with a faint look of worry in his occasionally twitching brows.

Behind the rosewood sofa was a large floor-to-ceiling window, outside of which was a beautifully designed artificial garden.

The garden was not very large, but it was set up very elegantly and beautifully. It was early spring, and the warm weather and blooming flowers created a scene of peach blossoms and willows. The view was either of the graceful and beautiful flowers in full bloom, or of the flower buds about to bloom, exuding an enticing fragrance, giving a fresh and beautiful feeling.

Such a beautiful scene, unfortunately, Liu Yiyang had no heart to appreciate at this moment.

After looking at the garden for a while, he turned his head and sat up straight, looking at the very pretty girl in front of him, who was staring with big eyes.

The girl looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a ponytail. She was indeed very beautiful, far surpassing the artificial Korean actresses, and gave a sense of unparalleled purity.

The girl's name was also very pleasant to hear; she was called Ouyang Xuan. At least when Liu Yiyang first learned her name, he had praised it. Ouyang Xuan lived up to her name, looking very quiet and gentle, a classical and elegant beauty.

However, that was just Liu Yiyang's previous impression. At this moment, Ouyang Xuan was gnashing her teeth, looking as if she wanted to tear someone apart, which quickly diminished his good impression of her.

"Knock, knock!"

Footsteps came from the stairs in the hall, and an old man in a white robe was walking down.

Seeing the old man, Ouyang Xuan, who had been glaring fiercely at Liu Yiyang, immediately stood up and hurried over.

"Grandpa, how is it? Have you found a way?"

Ouyang Xuan asked urgently, her eyes and face showing obvious anxiety, clearly indicating how important this matter was to her.

"No, the divine mirror that has recognized its master cannot be changed; there is no way to retrieve it!" The old man gently shook his head, spreading his hands, his expression also showing a hint of disappointment.

"Cannot retrieve the divine mirror?" Ouyang Xuan was slightly stunned, then her eyes flashed with a fierce light, and she turned to glare fiercely at Liu Yiyang.

Feeling this fierce gaze, Liu Yiyang's heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly stood up.

Just as Liu Yiyang was about to speak, Ouyang Xuan spoke first, staring with big eyes, slowly and deliberately: "If there's no other way, I'll cut off his head, peel his skin, and pull out his tendons. No matter what, I will get back the divine mirror I worked so hard to obtain!"

Despite her beautiful appearance and classical beauty, the killing intent she exuded when saying these words was not at all diminished.

Liu Yiyang shivered, a cold chill running through his body, as if he had just emerged from an icy cave in the dead of winter.

"You mustn't act rashly! I didn't even touch that thing; I have no idea how it got into my body. I still think I'm dreaming!"

Liu Yiyang quickly waved his hands, his eyes showing a hint of fear and a sense of misfortune.

In Liu Yiyang's mind, today was definitely the most unlucky and bizarre day of his life. If not for the bruises on his legs from pinching himself, he would have really thought he was dreaming.

Liu Yiyang was a third-year student at the Medical University of Haibin, a national key university, and one of the top three medical schools in the country. Studying at this university was the envy of many.

Being admitted here was a source of pride for Liu Yiyang and his family.

However, his family's financial situation was not good, and tuition was a significant expense. From his first year, Liu Yiyang had been working part-time during holidays, doing many jobs. In the past six months, he had been working as a cleaner and antique restorer at an antique shop, where he was responsible for maintaining and preserving the antiques.

He only needed to work two hours a day, and his job was simple, mainly maintaining and regularly cleaning the antiques in the shop. With his dexterous hands and attention to detail, he did an excellent job, and the boss was very satisfied, offering him a higher salary than any of his previous jobs.

He earned 100 yuan per hour, working five days a week, which amounted to 1,000 yuan a week, with occasional small benefits. For Liu Yiyang, this was the most satisfying job he had had in his college years, and it allowed him to live a better life without worrying about tuition.

The most unlucky thing for Liu Yiyang happened after he finished work today.

Today was Tuesday, and he had no classes in the morning. Every Tuesday at 9 a.m., he would go to the back room of the shop and use his dexterous hands, which were even smaller than a woman's, to clean the dust off the antique jade and bronze artifacts. His small fingers and strong dexterity allowed him to thoroughly clean even the deepest dust, keeping the antiques in their best condition.

After two hours, he completed all his work, said goodbye to his colleagues, and, seeing it was still early, decided to wander around the market near the shop.

The antique shop where he worked was located in the Haibin Antique City, one of the largest shops in the city. Over the past six months, he had gradually grown to like the place, enjoying the occasional walks through the bustling market.

However, he never bought anything, knowing that the antique business was complex. Despite his high salary, after covering his own expenses and supporting his family, he had little left each month, and he had to live frugally.

At home, Liu Yiyang had a younger brother in his final year of high school. With the family's poor financial situation, his brother's tuition and living expenses were covered by the money Liu Yiyang earned from his part-time jobs. He was essentially supporting two people's education, and he had to be frugal.

Although he didn't buy anything, Liu Yiyang enjoyed the atmosphere of the place. As usual, he went to the stall area to watch people haggling and the stall owners interacting with various customers, learning a lot from these interactions.

"Hey?"

Just as he reached the stall area, Liu Yiyang let out a light exclamation. A new stall had appeared at the edge of the familiar area, with a very pretty young girl sitting there, a rustic and ancient octagonal mirror beside her hand.

Her stall also had a banner with the words "Iron Mouth Divine Calculation" written in black.

Iron Mouth Divine Calculation?

After seeing the banner, Liu Yiyang almost burst out laughing. If it were an old man with a white beard sitting there, it might have been believable, but a young, pretty girl seemed out of place.

Indeed, there were many people pointing and talking around the stall, but no one actually approached to have their fortune told.

The young girl's stall gave people an instinctive lack of trust, making them think it was just a child playing around. If someone really believed and went to have their fortune told, they would be laughed at by those around them, and no one wanted to be that fool.

The young girl herself was not in a hurry, sitting there with a cup of tea, sipping it leisurely.

For some reason, Liu Yiyang, who was leisurely walking, changed direction and walked directly to the young girl's stall, sitting down in front of her.

This one act of sitting down was the one Liu Yiyang most regretted, and the reason he considered today the most unlucky and bizarre day.

As soon as he sat down, before he could say a word, the octagonal mirror beside the young girl suddenly burst into a bright light, and everyone around them froze.

Only Liu Yiyang and the young girl were left, staring dumbfounded as the bright light from the black book quickly entered Liu Yiyang's body.

This scene not only left Liu Yiyang speechless but almost drove him mad. As soon as the light disappeared, he took off his clothes and started scratching his body.

The young girl also reacted, running over to Liu Yiyang and scratching his body as if she were mad.

After the light disappeared, the people around them resumed their movements, all looking at the two young people strangely. Some older people shook their heads and turned away, muttering to themselves.

After about five or six minutes, the young girl was the first to stop. She grabbed Liu Yiyang, abandoned her stall, and ran out.

Despite her young age, she had considerable strength, and Liu Yiyang could not break free. He was eventually dragged into a BMW, a scene that caused many people outside the antique city to point and talk, especially the young people who were envious and jealous of Liu Yiyang.

Even when angry, the young girl exuded an unusual charm, and people mistook them for a quarreling couple, envying Liu Yiyang for having such a beautiful girlfriend.

After that, Liu Yiyang was dragged into this villa. Everything that had happened was so sudden that he could not accept it.

"Xuan, don't talk nonsense. Even if you peel his skin and pull out his tendons, you cannot retrieve the divine mirror that has recognized its master. It will only cause the mirror to disappear again, without a trace!"

The old man sighed, and Liu Yiyang immediately nodded. Ouyang Xuan, though small, had a strength that Liu Yiyang had fully experienced. This was her home, and he was genuinely afraid she might do something extreme, even harm him.

If it were any other day, he would not believe someone could casually kill in broad daylight, but today's events were so bizarre that he dared not take any chances. If a book could glow and enter his body, what else was impossible?

Hearing the old man's words, Ouyang Xuan's eyes suddenly turned red, and her voice was choked with emotion: "Grandpa, is there really no way? I worked so hard to find the divine mirror, and now I'm going to lose it?"

After speaking, Ouyang Xuan turned and glared at Liu Yiyang, her eyes filled with even more fierce light.

Liu Yiyang, resigned to his misfortune, simply avoided looking at Ouyang Xuan and turned to the old man, hoping to leave this place as soon as possible.

In Liu Yiyang's mind, after leaving, he would definitely pray to the gods and deities. He studied medicine and usually did not believe in ghosts and spirits, but today's events were beyond his imagination. The large, ancient bronze mirror had completely disappeared into his body, and the thought of it made his skin crawl.

"Xuan!"

The old man sighed again and gently shook his head, saying, "You knew long ago that the Eight Trigrams Sect and the divine mirror only had a 500-year bond. After the mirror left last time, it should not have returned. You found the mirror, but it did not recognize you as its master, which proves that the mirror has chosen this young man as its host. Everything is fate, everything is destiny!"

Liu Yiyang had been watching the old man, and after he finished speaking, he could not help but ask, "Old sir, is the divine mirror you mentioned the octagonal mirror that entered my body? What exactly is it?"

The old man turned to look at Liu Yiyang, a slight smile on his lips, and said softly, "A thing? It's not just any thing; it's a divine artifact!"

As the old man spoke, there was a hint of envy in his eyes, very different from Ouyang Xuan's anger.

"Divine artifact? What is that?"

Liu Yiyang was slightly stunned and asked, the old man's words, if heard on any other day, would have been dismissed as a story, but now, since it involved him, and he had seen the octagonal mirror enter his body, he had to ask more.

"It's a long story