The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 243 - 239: 5 Disadvantages and 3 Shortcomings Break Its 4! (1)

"Old Ye, are you saying all the martial artists for the Martial Arts Tournament are already here? In this place?" Qin Fan asked with a frown.

"Mr. Qin, they've all arrived. However, I hear the ones staying behind are mostly martial artists at the early stage of Dark Energy. The others seem to have left. After all, the preliminary rounds start tomorrow, so there's no need for them to be here for the commotion," Ye Jizu replied.

Hearing this, Qin Fan nodded in understanding.

Before he could speak, Ye Jizu continued, "Mr. Qin, come on, let's head to the hotel. We can rest for a bit and go for a walk later."

"Alright," Qin Fan agreed.

After they had rested for a while, night began to fall. At the same time, the entire First Beach tourist area was sealed off. Access was restricted, with entry and exit controlled by permits—the invitation cards.

The ordinary tourists thought some major event was about to happen. Little did they know, a conference that would determine the distribution of resources for the entire Huaxia Underworld was about to begin here.

As the night deepened, Yanjing Ridge—the area adjacent to First Beach and the venue for the Martial Arts Tournament—was still teeming with people, despite being pitch-black. Without exception, everyone present was involved with the Martial Arts Tournament.

At the foot of the mountain, Qin Fan couldn't help but release his Divine Sense again, hoping for an unexpected discovery. However, aside from the Qi Mechanism of the martial artists, he found no other powerful auras.

It seems that Jiao Dragon in the deep pond was just a coincidence. Qin Fan mused to himself.

At that moment, Lai Zhuge, who was standing beside him, shook his head and sighed. "Ah, what a pity! If this place were properly planned, it could have been the site for many auspicious Yin Houses. But it has been desecrated by ignorant burials that have completely disrupted the Yin Yang Magnetic Field! What a waste, a true waste!"

As he spoke, Lai Zhuge's eyes were incredibly clear and pure, as if he could see through the entire ridge.

"Even without the ignorant burials, it could never become a treasured feng shui location," Qin Fan said, shaking his head. "As long as that Jiao Dragon failed to ascend into a true dragon, the magnetic field here would be entirely at its command."

Lai Zhuge was startled for a moment before giving a bitter smile. "You're right. I was so focused on the terrain that I forgot about the Jiao Dragon's past rampage. Master Qin, it's fortunate you slaughtered that beast. Otherwise, not only would the magnetic field of these mountains have been ravaged, but the fortunes of the nearby villages would have also been seized by it!"

"How did you know I was the one who killed it?" Qin Fan asked with an amused smile, not surprised that Lai Zhuge knew.

"Besides you, Master Qin, I can't think of anyone else. That unique Ninth Layer Heavenly Thunder... that was your work, wasn't it?" Lai Zhuge replied with a knowing smile.

Seeing Qin Fan's relaxed demeanor, Ye Jizu chimed in with a fawning chuckle, "Mr. Qin, that Jiao Dragon you slaughtered... where did it end up? Could you perhaps spare some dragon meat for us to try?"

"Jiao meat is not to be eaten," Qin Fan said, turning away with an indifferent shake of his head. "Let's go. There's nothing of value on this ridge. No need to look further."

Hearing Qin Fan's dismissal, Ye Jizu, who had been eager to join the crowd on the ridge, didn't dare say another word. The trio quickly turned and headed back.

However, Ye Jizu, who was driving, didn't head back to the hotel at First Beach. Instead, he drove toward the city center.

From the driver's seat, he glanced at Lai Zhuge in the rearview mirror, a sly look in his eyes. "So, Divine Physiognomist Lai, do you partake in worldly pleasures?"

"What do you mean?" Lai Zhuge asked, confused.

"I mean," Ye Jizu said, trying to be subtle, "outside of your work, do you ever... you know, unwind and release some tension?"

"What release?" Having lived for over half a century, Lai Zhuge still didn't understand. He felt he couldn't keep up.

"He's asking if you sleep with women," Qin Fan said, unable to stand the roundabout conversation any longer. He shook his head in resignation.

"COUGH! COUGH!"

Lai Zhuge immediately started choking. His usually unflappable old face flushed red. After a pause, he said solemnly, "In the arts of Feng Shui and Face Reading, any practitioner with significant skill is inevitably afflicted by one of the 'Five Detriments and Three Deficiencies.' My fate, however, is different. I am spared the Three Deficiencies, but of the Five Detriments, I was fated to suffer four: widowhood, childlessness, loneliness, and isolation. So, I am destined to have no relationship with women in this life. Any connection would be a calamitous one, bringing harm to both myself and others!"

A heavy silence fell inside the Audi as Lai Zhuge finished speaking.

Both Qin Fan and Ye Jizu said nothing more, their expressions turning solemn. They didn't know whether to admire Lai Zhuge or pity him.

"Haha, but this is the path I chose for myself. I have no regrets, so you needn't feel sorry for me," Lai Zhuge continued with a calm smile, his expression showing no trace of sadness. "It's enough for a person to have a pursuit in life. Mine is to achieve mastery in the art of Feng Shui. As for everything else, I let fate decide."

"Let's not talk about that," Ye Jizu said, laughing as he changed the subject. "Divine Physiognomist Lai, even if women are out of the question, surely you can have a drink? How about we find a quiet place for a few rounds?"

"As you wish. My role now is Master Qin's attendant. I will go wherever he goes," Lai Zhuge replied.

"Mr. Qin, what do you think?" Ye Jizu asked.

"Do as you please," Qin Fan replied nonchalantly, closing his eyes with a faint smile.

After driving for nearly half an hour, the Audi pulled up in front of a high-level club in the city center. An old man, a young man, and a middle-aged man stepped out of the car and went inside.

Soft, soothing music played amidst the dim, flickering lights, setting a relaxed mood. The trio found a sofa booth and sat down.

"Mr. Qin, this is the most exclusive club in Maoming. All the liquor here is airlifted directly from the cellars of old foreign wineries. What would you like to drink?" Ye Jizu asked deferentially from his side of the sofa.

"I'm not fond of foreign liquor. Red wine will be fine," Qin Fan said calmly, glancing at the elegantly dressed men and women around them.

"Excellent!" Ye Jizu said with a smile, raising his hand to signal a waiter.

No one would have imagined that Grandmaster Zu, whose name shook the entire Lingnan Underground World, would find himself in a third-tier city, personally having to flag down a waiter to order wine.

"Master Qin, I see an acquaintance," Lai Zhuge said suddenly with a smile, after the waiter had left.

An acquaintance?

Following Lai Zhuge's gaze, Qin Fan saw Chen Yunyun staggering, held tightly by a refined, well-dressed young man with an elegant smile.

"She's been drugged! Mr. Qin, is she a friend of yours?" Ye Jizu asked, his expression grave. With his vast experience, the situation was obvious to him.

"Just a chance acquaintance," Qin Fan replied, his face devoid of expression. He had no intention of getting involved; meddling in others' affairs wasn't his habit.

Hearing this, Lai Zhuge couldn't help but give a wry, silent smile. As a divine physiognomist renowned in the Southern School of the Warlock World, he could see from her face a faint red light flickering at her hall of impression—a sign that danger would turn into safety, as she was about to meet her benefactor.