Chapter 66

The old man ignored Xun Yi's expression and began to tell the story on his own.

"This young master is the legitimate grandson of the family, the future heir. With his exceptional talent, he has a bright future ahead. However, the problem lies in the second branch of the family, where his aunt has a competitive heart. She is malicious and wants to secure the position of the family head for her own son, thus harboring evil intentions."

"Another family conflict?" a few tea guests muttered. They had heard such stories many times and were not surprised.

"Did the second branch succeed in their plot, or did the young master expose the conspiracy?"

The old man ignored the crowd and said with a chuckle, "This young master has the heart of a sage, invulnerable to evil. His aunt, knowing this, deliberately found someone to use dark magic to seal his divine abilities. She also found an opportunity to send away the people around him, and after much effort, lured him to the outskirts. By the way, it was a season of heavy snow. The outskirts were covered in white, cold, and icy..."

As the old man spoke, Xun Yi felt a chill run down his spine, as if he could empathize.

"The young master wasn't foolish; he sensed something was wrong halfway and jumped off the carriage to escape. However, his aunt was well-prepared and had demons kill him by digging out his heart."

Xun Yi's face turned pale, and fragmented memories began to surface in his mind.

"Xun Yi!" A sudden shout startled him, and he saw Yang Xuan holding a large bag.

Yang Xuan had a cold expression, scrutinizing the old man telling the story beside Xun Yi. The old man also saw Yang Xuan, smiled at him, and disappeared with the two boys.

Xun Yi was drenched in cold sweat, wiping the sweat from his forehead. Just as he was about to ask more questions, he realized the old man had vanished.

The surrounding tea guests were also surprised: "Strange, where did the old man go?"

"And we didn't see him leave. He just disappeared into thin air."

The old man's disappearance made Xun Yi suspicious, and he secretly asked Qinglong.

Qinglong was silent for a moment: "This person is a guest from the Heavenly Realm, and the divine light on him seems to be from the God of Wealth lineage."

"Xun Yi, have you finished shopping? Let's head back to the academy." Yang Xuan, who was usually taciturn, glanced at the sky and urged Xun Yi to return to the academy.

"Where is Gu Yang?"

"Here!" Gu Yang waved from a distance, and the three of them headed back to the academy.

In the sky, an old man in a golden robe smiled down at Xun Yi. The two boys beside him had transformed into the Wealth-bringing Boys.

One of the boys, holding a money tree, asked the old man, "Although he helped us return to our original form, it's not necessary for you to personally come down to guide him, right?"

"Hmph! If you hadn't lost the golden bell, I wouldn't have had to come down this time."

The other boy, wearing a jade pendant, stuck out his tongue: "Didn't Lord say that thing was a one-time use? We didn't think much about it."

The old God of Wealth sighed: "That thing is indeed a one-time use, but it can withstand my divine power, so you can imagine its material. That golden bell was made by re-refining the fragments of the Seven Treasures如意 Bell, a famous divine artifact of our Wealth God lineage. Since you gave it away, I can't get it back."

"Since this matter is significant, why not ask him for it back? Why give him this favor?"

"Ha ha..." The old man looked up at the sky. He certainly wanted to ask, but he saw the seal in Xun Yi's泥丸宫. The seal not only sealed Xun Yi's memory but also protected his safety.

"If I'm not mistaken, that seal is the work of a fellow deity. Moreover, this young man is practicing the virtue of merit, so he will surely be one of us in the future. Why should I ask him for something I can't use?"

The Seven Treasures如意 Bell was a divine artifact created by a certain generation of the Wealth Emperor. It had long been destroyed in various battles. The old man had only obtained two fragments, which he used to recreate the bell. Unfortunately, its power was too weak, and he had his own divine treasures, so he didn't need it. When the two boys descended to the mortal world, he had them bring it down to help them return to their original form.

"Let's consider this a good deed, and it will be easier to meet in the future. Besides, I don't want to offend that prince..." He muttered and disappeared with the two boys.

After Xun Yi and the others returned to the academy, they spent the morning preparing for the ceremony. Xun Yi went out for lunch at noon.

Yang Xuan secretly observed and sighed in relief when he saw Xun Yi was normal. "It seems his memory hasn't returned."

"Your Highness, why don't you let that deity directly reveal the truth?" Xuan Huang Dao Bing transmitted: "This deity seems to be the God of Wealth. There's no conflict of interest, so he shouldn't harm us."

"Hmph! I don't need anyone's help! And why should I make him recover his memory? Do I have to beg him to remember?"

"Wang wang—" Suddenly, a white puppy ran over, and Yang Xuan's eyes lit up. He bent down and clapped his hands: "Dansheng, come here."

The puppy ran to Yang Xuan as instructed, and Yang Xuan gave it the ginseng he had prepared. "See, Dansheng hasn't seen me for ten years, but he recognized me the first time we met. This person is even worse than a dog!"

Dansheng licked Yang Xuan's hand, still wanting more. Eating dog food at the Xun family every day was a kind of torture for a young flower like him.

Since he saw his other master a few months ago, Dansheng had been sneaking out to play with Yang Xuan every day. And Yang Xuan always prepared various ginseng and lingzhi for him.

This is what a dog's life should be like, or rather, what a divine beast's life should be like.

Yang Xuan played with Dansheng in the corner, and Xuan Huang Dao Bing, out of helplessness, cast a protective barrier around them.

"No, Your Highness's divine power is recovering too slowly. We need to consider the suggestion made by Mr. Han Feng. Tonight, we'll have Your Highness take advantage of the opportunity to achieve a great feat and restore his power."

On the other side, Xun Yi went out for lunch and suddenly remembered it was the 15th, so he went to the City God Temple to offer incense.

Hu Xiaoman, who had been staying at the City God Temple due to family matters, saw Xun Yi and her eyes lit up: "Young Master Xun."

She put down the broom and came over to greet him: "Congratulations on your success in the examination."

"Miss Hu." Seeing Hu Xiaoman, Xun Yi remembered she had been staying there. "How are you getting along here? Are you comfortable?"

"Yes, the people in the temple are good and have taken care of me." The woman was wearing a plain white shaman's robe.

The era of the divine shamans was very ancient, and the professions of shamanesses, shamans, and priests had specific rules that had been passed down through history.

The white shaman's robe has two meanings: one is a special robe for worshiping certain deities, and the other is a robe symbolizing a novice shamaness.

The City God Temple worships the City God, not a deity of the Metal Element, so plain-colored robes are not used. Therefore, Hu Xiaoman was wearing the robe of a lower-level shamaness. Given her shallow cultivation, she had not yet developed any divine inspiration and could not wear a higher-level robe.

After hesitating, Hu Xiaoman handed Xun Yi a brocade pouch containing lotus seeds: "Young Master, I have nothing else to give. These lotus seeds are a small token of my congratulations." These lotus seeds were picked by Hu Xiaoman in the morning.

Xun Yi weighed the pouch; it was quite heavy and looked freshly picked.

"By the way, the Spirit Peak Academy is preparing for the Golden Cloud Ceremony tomorrow. Will you come?"

"About that..."

"Zhang Miao will definitely come. You can accompany her. I'll write a few more invitations to invite more of our female classmates, so it won't be awkward." Inviting female classmates would also help to connect with the other students at the academy.

"Okay." Hu Xiaoman agreed and suddenly remembered something: "I haven't asked why you came. Are you looking for Liu Zhenying?"

"What? Has he been here?"

"I've seen him around a lot these past two days." Hu Xiaoman was surprised: "If you're not looking for him, why are you here..."

"To offer incense."

Seeing Xun Yi was going to offer incense, Hu Xiaoman quickly prepared. She lit the candles and added incense, and after Xun Yi finished his worship, the two left the main hall.

Hu Xiaoman asked her question: "Young Master, aren't you the City God? Do you need to worship yourself?"

"Yes, there are some special reasons." Xun Yi didn't want to elaborate and simply explained: "I was just temporarily taking over for someone, but now the real one has returned."

"The real one?" Hu Xiaoman frowned and looked around: "I've heard from the priests and priestesses that they can't communicate with the City God. Could the City God be angry? Since you have a deep connection with the City God, can you help communicate?"

"Can't communicate with the City God?" Xun Yi thought for a moment: "The City God is probably in seclusion. It will be fine after some time." Perhaps the new City God is preparing a new divine seal and hasn't taken full control of the City God's domain yet?

"I hope nothing goes wrong." Xun Yi left the City God Temple and leisurely returned to the academy.

As he walked to a small alley, he suddenly smelled a faint, elegant fragrance.

"Something's wrong, cover your nose quickly!" Qinglong shouted, but it was too late. Xun Yi felt dizzy, and the divine fragrance had a significant effect on him.

Just one breath, and his mind became muddled, with only one thought remaining: "What about the promise that nothing would go wrong?"

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