Because she thought too much last night, Ji Xiaoxiao undoubtedly couldn't get up the next day.
"Miss, Young Master Shen invites us to sit down, so please wake up quickly!" Dali was both angry and anxious, pulling the blanket and almost dragging Ji Xiaoxiao to the ground.
Dali's attempts to charm Ji Xiaoxiao failed, leaving him no choice but to call on Zhishu for help. With Zhishu's intervention, one person could do the work of two; Ji Xiaoxiao rubbed her eyes and obediently got up.
"Zhishu, you're amazing." Dali's eyes sparkled.
"Great God, do you need a leg accessory?" If Dali had known this, he would have already knelt down happily and shamelessly clung to Zhishu.
Dali was completely convinced of Zhishu's abilities and admired him immensely. Even someone as difficult as Ji Xiaoxiao could be completely subdued by Zhishu; he was truly invincible.
"You spoil Miss too much," Zhi Shu said casually.
Dali gave a dry laugh and hurriedly helped Ji Xiaoxiao get dressed.
The three arrived at the reception hall and were greeted by Shen Wuyi sitting in the seat of honor. His flawless, handsome face and gentle smile were like a spring breeze.
"Meimei is late, please forgive me, young master." Her manners were impeccable, befitting a person of high status.
“Miss Xie, you’ve overspoken. Please have a seat.” Shen Wuyi said.
Ji Xiaoxiao sat down in the lower seat to Shen Wuyi's left, while Dali and Zhishu stood respectfully on either side like guardian deities.
Because of the differences between men and women, and having only known each other for a short time, they didn't see eye to eye and fell into an awkward silence.
Shen Wuyi, being a good host, spoke first, breaking the silence, "Miss Xie, your servant informed me about the Xie family's affairs yesterday. The tower sent out spies, and now news of your Xie family has returned. Would you like to hear it?"
"I'm sorry to trouble you, Young Master Shen." Ji Xiaoxiao's face showed anxiety.
“No trouble at all.” Shen Wuyi glanced at Zhishu and Dali, then at Ji Xiaoxiao. Ji Xiaoxiao understood Shen Wuyi’s thoughts perfectly and nodded slightly. Shen Wuyi smiled awkwardly and said, “After you left Ming Kingdom, the Martial God Po Kui came knocking on our door, demanding the treasure [Treasure Luck]. Your grandfather, the Quasi-God Xie Li, was seriously injured because of this, your father, Xie Fengfei, lost all his cultivation, but your mother, Situ Sisi, is unharmed.”
"What about Po Kui?" Ji Xiaoxiao had no idea which remote mountain village Po Kui had come from. The Xie family clearly hadn't had such a person in their previous life!
"Your father used the [Heavenly Connection] to imprison him in the void for eternity with the power of the Heavenly Dao." Shen Wuyi's tone was cheerful, clearly showing his particular interest in the [Heavenly Connection].
A heavenly connection? A treasure trove?
From the original owner's memories, Ji Xiaoxiao learned that Tongtian was the Xie family's heirloom, possessing immense power. It could communicate with the will of heaven, align with the earth's geography, and understand human nature. With the power of heaven and earth, it could slay gods and Buddhas and change fate. As for Baoyun, the original owner had no recollection of it.
"It's good that they're still alive; as long as they're alive, there's still hope." Ji Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Young Master, do you know what [Treasure Fortune] is?"
Shen Wuyi shook his head, indicating that he had never heard of such a thing either.
Treasures that even the young master of the Divine Appraisal Tower doesn't know about are either extremely mediocre with an unbearable origin, or they are extremely rare and rarely heard of by others.
Ji Xiaoxiao secretly memorized the words "Bao Yun" (宝运). There would be plenty of time in the future. Once she resolved the Xie family's affairs, if she still had time, she would explore this bizarre and wonderful world thoroughly.
“Young Master Shen…” Shen Wuyi interrupted Ji Xiaoxiao and said with a smile, “Miss Xie, just call me Wuyi. The title ‘Young Master Shen’ is too formal.”
"Then... Wuyi, just call me Meimei too." Xie is a good surname, but Meimei and the like really don't suit Ji Xiaoxiao.
Shen Wuyi readily agreed, saying casually, "Meimei."
The sounds of the flute and the chime of the pipe, the clinking of jade stones, are deep, languid, and sensual.
Cheating sounds so sweet, it's like my ears are pregnant!
Ji Xiaoxiao's face flushed slightly, and she clutched her clothes tightly with both hands, asking, "Where are my grandfather, father, and mother now?"
“At the residence of the Spirit God Xiu Ran.”
"Clanging."
As soon as Shen Wuyi finished speaking, Ji Xiaoxiao's body swayed violently, startling the teacup.
In his past life, Xiu Ran was the mastermind behind all of this. Those from the Xie family who stayed under Xiu Ran's nose were likely in grave danger.
"Wu Yi, Xiu Ran has been coveting my Xie family's heirloom, the Tongtian, for a long time. My grandfather and the others have fallen into Xiu Ran's hands, like lambs to the slaughter, barely able to protect themselves. I've heard that the Jian Shen Tower can restrain spirit gods and martial gods. Can you rescue my family?" Ji Xiaoxiao leaned forward slightly, her large, bright eyes shining with hope and pleading.
Shen Wuyi calmly took it in and slowly said, “Meimei, although the Divine Appraisal Tower can restrain the Spirit God and the Martial God, it cannot interfere in everything. Moreover, Xiu Ran brought the seriously injured Xie Li into the mansion to heal. Those who do not know the truth will think that Xiu Ran has the heart of a Bodhisattva and is doing the right thing. The Divine Appraisal Tower has no legitimate reason to rescue Senior Xie Li.”
Having said this, Shen Wuyi had essentially rejected Ji Xiaoxiao.
Indeed, the God-Appraisal Tower is a colossal entity with immense power, requiring careful consideration and caution in its actions. Moreover, its opponents are no ordinary people; both the Spirit God and the Martial God are powerful figures in their own right. Relying solely on right and wrong, good and evil, justice and public opinion, and speaking out for justice will only attract more and more disapproving people.
Like a dog catching a mouse, meddling in other people's business, nobody likes being told what to do.
A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years; a petty person takes revenge all day long.
Once people become disgusted and hateful, it's inevitable that everyone will push them down when they're down.
She understood perfectly well, yet she still couldn't help feeling disappointed. Ji Xiaoxiao lowered her head, a heavy aura of death emanating from her; it seemed this mission was destined to fail.
Today, her strength is weak, and she is controlled by others at every turn. Ji Xiaoxiao hates herself for not coming to this world sooner. If she had enough time, she could easily have become a god.
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