Chapter 15 That sickly guy is actually a master of metaphysics?

Ji Huaizhi looked at him, his eyes revealing no other emotion: "Didn't you all know? Otherwise, you wouldn't have left me on the mountain to die."

Master Ji suddenly looked up: "Are you resentful because your parents have a younger brother or sister?"

"I wouldn't call it resentment," Ji Huaizhi said coldly. "Why would someone who doesn't care about anything complain?"

But Master Ji didn't believe it: "The Ji family is such a large family, your father must have his own difficulties."

Ji Huaizhi didn't want to listen to his useless nonsense: "I came to ask you, do you know that your uncle is a heretical cultivator?"

Master Ji was shocked to hear his words: "How did you know?"

"Then I know." Ji Huaizhi clenched his right fist and coughed a few times: "Cough cough."

Seeing his body like this, Master Ji's undisguised frown revealed the disgust in his eyes.

“I’ve always been curious why my uncle hates Wan Anshan so much, and why he hates my master so much, even though my master doesn’t know him well and has very little impression of him.”

Old Master Ji looked at him: "What do you want to say?"

"Is it because of that ghost named A Yuan?" Ji Huaizhi blurted out his guess.

"Humans and ghosts are on different paths, let alone cultivators."

"Moreover, he practiced evil magic to recreate a physical body for that ghost named A Yuan. The Ji family cannot have such a scandal, so you had someone kill that ghost."

"We kept it from him that he was a heretic, and Wan'an Mountain was just unlucky; he was probably just passing through that area at the time."

"But he mistakenly thought that it was the people from Wan'an Mountain who had taken the ghost."

Master Ji stared intently at Ji Huaizhi with a solemn expression.

Ji Huaizhi continued, "You think this matter is over and there's no need to bring it up again."

That's enough.

Master Ji spoke with a strong voice: "Huaizhi, no matter what, you are a member of the Ji family."

"I must say, Master Hongdao taught you very well. But the blood of the Ji family flows in your veins."

Ji Huaizhi smiled.

Fearing that he would go out and say something inappropriate, Master Ji tried to calm him down: "Actually, you are the eldest son of our Ji family, and I have high expectations for you."

"But your destiny..."

He looked up and solemnly said to Ji Huaizhi, "The heir of the Ji family cannot live past the age of 28."

Ji Huaizhi coughed lightly, a warm smile appearing on his fair face: "Grandpa, you were the one who calculated my fate when I was 28."

"Why don't you tell my fortune again?"

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Wangshan was hungry, so Wanggui accompanied him to eat.

Those who came to attend Grandpa Ji's event were all from famous families and clans, and they all recognized the Taoist robes of Wan'an Taoist Temple.

In addition, Wang Gui, the eldest disciple, frequently made public appearances, so many people knew him.

They all came up to greet him.

Ji Huaiyuan, wearing a mask, came over with Ji Huaiming. Seeing how popular Wan Anshan's disciples were, she felt displeased.

Unable to hold back, I stepped forward and said:

"I don't recall our Ji family inviting anyone from Wan Anshan, do I?"

Everyone else quieted down. What's going on with this family this season?

Wang Gui cupped his hands in greeting: "Indeed, no, we accompanied my junior brother to visit Old Master Ji..."

"So you're just here to eat and drink for free?" Ji Huaiyuan's mask couldn't hide the harsh look on her face.

Ji Huaiming frowned and pulled her back: "I'm sorry, my sister is young and doesn't know any better. She couldn't help but talk nonsense."

He cupped his hands in apology to Wang Gui and said, "I'm sorry, Master Wang Gui, my sister is young, please don't take it to heart."

Wang Gui didn't speak, but then Ji Huaizhi's voice came:

"I haven't been back for so long, and I didn't expect the Ji family to have such an inconsiderate person. He speaks like that in front of guests, so what is he like in private?"

Ji Huaizhi's words reflected what everyone was thinking.

Since we're all cultivators, we'll inevitably run into each other again in the future.

I never expected the Ji family to be so unreasonable. Don't they understand the principle of treating guests as guests?

Ji Huaiming frowned, wanting to refute Ji Huaizhi.

Unexpectedly, his grandfather was standing beside him: "Grandpa."

Ji Huaiyuan lowered her head, somewhat frightened.

"Get down!"

"Guests are always welcome. I didn't know you treated your guests like this." Old Master Ji's expression turned serious.

“Huaiming, you go down too. As the older brother, you didn’t stop your sister and even let her offend my guests. Go and reflect on your actions.”

Ji Huaiming pursed his lips: "Yes."

Ji Huaiyuan didn't want to leave.

Didn't the Ji family break ties with Wan'an Taoist Temple?

Why can't we send them away?

Ji Huaiming held her tightly and pulled her downstairs.

"You're so stupid! You're a young lady of the Ji family. How can you embarrass the people from Wan'an Mountain in front of everyone? What do you think all these guests will think of the Ji family?" Ji Huaiming couldn't help but scold her as soon as he went down.

Looking back, Ji Huaizhi stood beside his grandfather.

A feeling of unease crept into my heart.

"Young friends, I'm truly sorry. Your families haven't raised you well, and you two have suffered such injustice for nothing," Old Master Ji said humbly.

Wang Gui cupped his hands in greeting: "I didn't take it to heart."

“I’ve taken it to heart.” Ji Huaizhi sneered, “The Ji family is really going downhill day by day. These people…”

"Each one is worse than the last."

Ji Huaizhi's words could offend the entire Ji family.

However, Old Master Ji did not deny that the Ji family is indeed on a downward trend.

Everyone was curious about the identity of this young master. Although he was wearing the Taoist robes of Wan'an Mountain, his eyebrows and eyes looked somewhat similar to those of the Ji family.

"Do you remember that Ji Qingshan should have another son?"

"Really? How come I didn't know that?"

"That was many years ago. The young master was in poor health and it was said that he wouldn't live past 28. After that, we didn't know what happened to him. I never expected that he would end up at the Wan'an Taoist Temple."

"Let me introduce you all. This is my eldest grandson, the eldest son of the Ji family, Ji Huaizhi," Old Master Ji introduced directly to everyone.

"Because of his weak health, he was allowed to live in seclusion at the Wan'an Taoist Temple."

"Now let me formally introduce it to you."

Hearing this from a distance, Ji Huaiming clenched his fists.

Grandpa...

They actually announced Ji Huaizhi's identity directly.

What should he do then?

Will I still be able to get his heart?

Ji Huaiyuan, standing behind him, was also shocked: "Grandpa, what are you doing? How could you announce that sickly man's identity?"

Ji Huaiming felt a slight, dull pain in his heart.

He turned around and went to find Ji Qingshan to tell him about it.

Wang Gui was also surprised. Wang Shan, who still had some snacks in his mouth, cautiously asked his senior brother, "Isn't Senior Brother Ji going back to Wan'an Mountain?"

Ji Huaizhi winked at the two of them.

The two were completely baffled.

Ji Yao frowned when he heard the news. What did this mean?

At the banquet, Old Master Ji directly acknowledged Ji Huaizhi's identity in front of everyone.

Ji Huaiming became the second young master without Ji Qingshan and Bai Yun being able to stop him.

After the banquet, Uncle took Wanggui and Wangshan down to rest.

The Ji family members all stood in the hall, waiting for Old Master Ji to speak first.

Everyone had different expressions on their faces. Although Ji Qingshan was the head of the family, the old master Ji's words still carried a lot of weight.