Yan Ning said calmly, "It must be that the person who sold the house lied to your family and didn't tell you about the hidden basement."

"The reason you are able to make money is because this house is absorbing your good fortune."

"Once the house has absorbed all the luck of your entire family, some of you will die or go insane."

Xie Huaiye looked at Yan Ning in shock, "How could this happen? It's terrifying!"

"This wall is hollow, not a load-bearing wall. Behind it should be a space separate from the villa, which can be broken through."

As Yan Ning spoke, she took out a talisman from her pocket and stuck it on the wall.

The talisman emitted a faint light, and a crack suddenly appeared on the wall.

"Click, click."

The cracks widened until the entire wall collapsed with a crash.

A hidden basement was revealed.

The entrance to the basement was covered by dust and gravel. The room was pitch black and filled with a musty, unpleasant smell.

Yan Ning and Xie Huaiye went inside with flashlights, their beams sweeping across the basement.

The basement walls were covered in cracks, as if they could collapse at any moment.

They groped their way along the wall, each step taken with utmost care.

Suddenly, they saw a faint light flickering in the corner of the room.

"This is it."

Yan Ning's voice was tinged with excitement as she strode toward the source of the light.

There was a huge nail there, bigger than all the nails before it.

Yan Ning deftly bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed the blood onto the talisman.

The talisman instantly emitted a dazzling light.

The nail began to vibrate slowly, as if resisting some kind of force.

Yan Ning gripped the nail tightly with both hands, trying to pull it out.

But the nail seemed to be locked by some invisible force, remaining completely still.

At this moment, a black aura surged out from the nail, like a black snake, and rushed straight at Yan Ning.

"Yan Ning!"

Xie Huaiye exclaimed in surprise and wanted to go forward to help, but Yan Ning gestured for him not to get close.

Yan Ning closed her eyes and muttered incantations. A faint golden light began to emanate from around her body.

"A divine light protects me, evil spirits are driven away. The righteous energy of heaven and earth blesses me."

"Evil spirits cannot invade, and demons flee far away. In my name, evil spirits will not exist!"

The golden light and black mist collided, producing a "sizzling" sound.

The black energy surged against the golden light wave after wave, but Yan Ning's golden light remained unbroken.

"break--"

Yan Ning let out a low growl, her hands began to tremble, but she still gripped the nail tightly.

Her clothes gradually became soaked with sweat.

Finally, after a violent tremor, the nail was slowly pulled out.

As the nail was pulled out, the entire room suddenly shook.

"Boom!"

A powerful energy surge emanated from the nail, as if it were about to tear the entire basement apart.

"Quickly, we need to get out of here."

Xie Huaiye shouted, grabbed Yan Ning's hand, and rushed out of the basement.

As soon as they stepped out of the basement entrance, the entire basement collapsed, filling the whole villa with dust.

Heavy stones and wooden beams fell with a rumbling sound, and the dust they raised was like a thick fog, obscuring the view and making it almost suffocating.

The two stumbled out of the basement and stood in the villa's yard, panting heavily.

A layer of dust settled on their hair and clothes.

Hearing the noise, the servants rushed over immediately, their faces filled with worry and fear, and asked:

"Young master, are you alright? How did the house suddenly collapse? Should we call someone for help?"

Xie Huaiye waved his hand and said casually, "It's nothing. Contact the renovation team and have them come and fill the hole."

Yan Ning's face was somewhat pale. She glanced back at the collapsed basement and said softly:

"I didn't expect you to react so quickly; you pulled me out as soon as the shaking started."

Her voice trembled slightly, but there was a hint of teasing in her tone.

Xie Huaiye smiled, his tone carrying a hint of feigned ease:

"That's a must. I drive race cars. If my reaction time is even a little slower, I'll be left behind a long time ago."

Yan Ning raised an eyebrow, somewhat curiously asking, "I didn't realize someone as serious as you could drive a race car?"

Xie Huaiye frowned, momentarily speechless. He paused, then spoke:

Am I... really that rigid and inflexible?

"You usually..."

Just as Yan Ning was about to speak, a sudden, sharp pain shot through her chest.

She clutched her chest with both hands, her face turning deathly pale instantly.

"puff--"

Yan Ning raised her head and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained her lips and clothes red.

Her body swayed slightly, and she eventually knelt down, but she braced herself with her hands on the ground to prevent herself from falling completely.

She took a deep breath, trying to stay awake, but a sharp pain in her chest surged like a tide.

It made it almost impossible for her to breathe.

Blood left a glaring red stain on her white shirt.

For a moment, Yan Ning's mind went blank, and everything in front of her became blurry.

Her vision began to blur, and the sounds around her became distant and indistinct.

It was as if a voice was calling to her.

"Yan Ning? Yan Ning?"

Almost instantly, Xie Huaiye bent down to support Yan Ning, his voice filled with panic:

"What's wrong? Why are you vomiting blood? Should we go to the hospital?"

Yan Ning snapped out of her daze, shook her head, and forced a smile.

"fine……"

She quickly pressed her hand to her heart pulse and continued:

"I used too much energy today and it backfired... It's okay, I can use the last bit of strength to save Xiaozhuo."

Xie Huaiye's heart tightened. He knew that Yan Ning must have used too much power in the basement, which led to the current situation.

After saying that, Xie Huaiye bent down and tried to pick up Princess Yanning.

He moved very gently, afraid of hurting her, but Yan Ning pushed him away.

"You don't need to carry me, I can walk by myself."

Yan Ning never wanted to show weakness in front of others, even though she had no strength left at that moment.

Xie Huaiye froze, raising his head with a complex emotion in his eyes.

"Yan Ning, you're like this..."

Xie Huaiye was about to speak up to persuade her, but seeing her eyes, he swallowed his words.

He sighed and said in a low voice, "Alright, I'll go with you, but you must hold on."

Yan Ning nodded, took a deep breath, and tried to steady herself.

Xie Huaiye immediately supported her arm and used his own body to share her weight.

The two slowly walked towards Xiao Zhuo's room.

Xie Huaiye asked softly, his tone tinged with worry.

"Can you really hold on? I've heard from others that the backlash is extremely painful, like having your heart ripped out."