Xiangli Mu noticed Yuan Qi's gleaming eyes and chuckled, not minding at all. Instead, he found the young Taoist priest quite interesting and genuine: "I wonder if the young Taoist priest can break this curse?"
Yuan Qi nodded repeatedly, like a chicken pecking at rice: "It's possible, but if it's a normal curse, I can break it right now. However, the curse he's afflicted with is an extremely powerful one. It's a top-level curse that uses the caster's blood and hair as a catalyst, combined with their birth date and time, and sacrifices their own lifespan. It's incredibly vicious. This kind of curse is extremely difficult to break; you must find the person who cast the curse and use their blood as a catalyst to break it."
Xiangli Mu and Xiangli Youming were confused and didn't quite understand, but they did understand one thing: this matter was not easy to handle and was quite troublesome.
He looked at his son with a solemn expression, his eyes filled with worry: "What if we can't find the person who cast the curse?"
Yuan Qi sighed softly, walked up to Xiangli Youming, and gently patted him on the chest.
Xiangli Youming coughed a few times from the shock, and even stumbled back two steps, completely astonished.
This little girl doesn't look very big, how come she's so strong? She took him down in the blink of an eye.
Was it made of paper?
Yuan Qi pointed at Xiangli Youming very seriously: "Patriarch Xiangli, he used to be a cultivator, right? If I'm not mistaken, his cultivation level was at least the third level of Qi Refining. Now look at him, there's no spiritual energy fluctuation on his body at all, and he's weak and powerless. He gets out of breath after running a few steps. He gets sick from a cold breeze. This is the consequence of being cursed. If it drags on for another five or six months, there's no need to undo the curse; we'll just have to prepare a coffin."
Xiangli Youming recalled the events of the past year, realizing that he had fallen from being the top member of his family to being worse than an ordinary person, and that this little girl had predicted everything.
"Father……"
Xiangli Mu still didn't quite believe it. He would have believed it if it were an older Taoist priest, but Yuan Qi was too young. Even if he had started learning the five arts of the Xuanmen at the age of seven, he had only been learning for two or three years. What could he possibly know?
It's clear that this spell is quite extraordinary.
Xianglimu looked at him with an "I understand" expression, straightened up, and took a step back: "Little girl, how old are you?"
Yuan Qi knew immediately that things were going to go wrong; the money he had just received was about to slip away.
“I may be a little young, but I am very capable. You can invite any other Taoist master, but they won’t even be able to see what kind of curse he is under, let alone break it. At most, they can tell that he is under a curse.”
Yuan Qi was somewhat sullen. She couldn't stop others from inviting her, nor did she want to.
"Not necessarily, young lady. I wouldn't dare to boast or brag. I thank you for exorcising the evil spirits from my son today. If I need anything in the future, I will come back to you."
Xianglimu was very tactful in his dealings with people. He knew that his son had high standards, and that his son would not have brought this girl back if she hadn't been quite capable. So, he didn't rule out the possibility of anything.
He politely handed her a small box as payment for her visit, and offered to send her back by carriage, but Yuan Qi declined.
After leaving Xiangli's house, Yuan Qi opened the small box, inside which was a thick stack of silver notes, each worth one hundred taels. He counted them and found that there were five thousand taels in total.
The number one family on the Sumeru Continent is indeed generous!
We need a dozen customers like that!
Calculating the market price of Kunlun jade, the silver in her small cloth bag was enough to buy one piece.
Xiangli Youming was very unhappy. As soon as Yuan Qi left, he returned to his aloof demeanor.
“Father, although she is young, she has some real skills. She opened my Yin Eyes. I saw the evil aura on the Pangu Sword, and I also saw the evil aura on my body. How many Taoist priests do you think can open someone's Yin Eyes?”
Xiangli Mu had no rebuttal. He usually had little contact with Taoist temples. Most of the Xiangli clan believed in Buddhism, and he trusted Master Huineng of Wuxiang Temple more. He didn't know much about Taoist mysticism.
“Ming’er, I’ll go find Master Huineng right now and have him break the curse on you. Master Huineng’s Buddhist teachings are boundless and his wisdom is extraordinary; he can definitely break the curse on you. She’s just a little girl, she looks no more than ten years old. How profound could her magic be? It’s already remarkable that she could see through the curse on you. How could she possibly break it? Didn’t you hear her excuses just now? That clearly shows that she doesn’t know how to break it.”
Xiangli Youming was inexplicably irritated, and his voice became much louder: "She is very powerful. You didn't see how she dealt with the evil energy on the Pangu Sword. The red flames burned the evil energy, making it scream sharply, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hells. I think she can break the curse on me."
Xiangli Mu was a man of his word, and he said domineeringly, "Maybe it's just a smokescreen to fool you. You rest first, I'll go to Wuxiang Temple now."
He turned and left in a hurry, and indeed ordered his horse to be prepared before leaving the mansion.
Xiangli Youming became even more agitated upon seeing the Pangu Sword: "Throw it away. From now on, don't bring anything of unknown origin into the Nine Heavens Tower."
Xuanhe tossed the Pangu Sword to a black-clad servant by the door and then tried to appease his master: "Master, don't be angry."
Xiangli Youming coughed a few times in anger: "What's the big deal if I'm angry? Daoist Yuanqi must be angry. She definitely won't come next time we invite her. Father is really something. How can you judge someone's ability based on their age?"
Xuanhe said, "How about I go and give the young Taoist priest some more silver?"
Xiangli Youming stood up: "I'll go explain to her myself... cough cough cough..."
Xuanhe stepped forward worriedly: "Let's do it another day."
...
When Yuan Qi returned to the Jiang residence, Hong Shan was still kneeling in front of the door, quite obediently.
"Get up." Yuan Qi walked past her. "Pour me a glass of water."
Hongshan had been kneeling for almost three hours, without having eaten lunch. Her legs were sore and numb that she couldn't even walk. She sat down on the ground and rubbed her knees for a long time before going to the small kitchen to boil water for Yuan Qi.
When Green Bamboo heard that Yuan Qi had returned and was also back to work, the redness and swelling on her face had subsided a bit: "I'll bring water to the Seventh Miss, you can rest for a while. In the future, be more careful and don't keep calling her Fourth Miss this and that."
Sequoia was reluctant: "But we were sent by Madam and Fourth Miss to keep an eye on Seventh Miss."
“We can’t keep mentioning the Fourth Miss; we have to say things that the Seventh Miss likes to hear.” Green Bamboo thought Red Fir was stupid.
Sequoia said, "Oh, I see. It's just about currying favor with Miss Seven."
She took the teapot from Green Bamboo's hand: "Then I'll go and bring water to Miss Seven. By the way, I'll also apologize to Miss Seven."
Inside the room, Yuan Qi took out the yellow paper and cinnabar she had just bought and was about to draw talismans. She planned to first use the paper talismans to set up a spirit-gathering array, and then use the jade talismans to set up the spirit-gathering array after she had bought all the Kunlun jade.
Seeing Yuan Qi drawing talismans, Hong Shan fawned and said, "Miss, your drawing is so beautiful. May I have one?"
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