Chapter 154: Has the Feng Shui Formation Been Broken?

In most people's minds, Feng Shui artifacts are decorative statues of auspicious beasts like Pixiu or Qilin. The large pile of Feng Shui artifacts brought out by Feng Yong included many that they had never seen before.

For a moment, quite a few people were craning their necks, curiously eyeing the Feng Shui artifacts laid out on the ground. Even Liu Qide, who usually scoffed at ghosts, deities, and superstitions, could not resist his rising curiosity and stepped closer to examine them carefully.

Many people muttered softly, "Are these really Feng Shui artifacts? They look so strange... Hey, isn't this a gourd? Is this a Feng Shui artifact too? What use could it possibly have? Could it be that if you collect seven of them, you can summon the Calabash Brothers?"

Right at this moment, Li Sichen suddenly squeezed out from the crowd, squatted down before the Feng Shui artifacts, and began poking and tapping them.

Everyone assumed that Li Sichen was simply too curious and lacked manners, which was why he dared to touch these Feng Shui artifacts.

Cheng Haoyu immediately shouted, "Hey, hey, hey! What do you think you're doing? Stop messing around! If you break them, can you afford to pay for them?"

If not for the consideration that breaking the Feng Shui formation required Li Sichen's specific astrological destiny, Cheng Haoyu would likely have driven him out long ago.

Feng Yong could not help frowning as well.

However, he did not suspect that Li Sichen had ulterior motives; instead, he rebuked him with a look of displeasure, "You're a teenager, why are you still acting as ill-behaved as an unruly child? Are these things meant for you to touch?"

"Aren't they just a few little trinkets? What's the big deal..." Li Sichen shook his head, stood up, and took a step back.

Little trinkets?

Feng Yong and Zhu Ziming rolled their eyes in exasperation.

These items were artifacts crafted through their specialized techniques, and every single one of them had the power to influence Feng Shui fortune and destiny. To call them mere little trinkets—just how utterly devoid of discernment and knowledge must someone be?

Unfortunately, they had no idea that Li Sichen was speaking the absolute truth. In his eyes, these items were indeed no more than the standard of trifling trinkets. At the same time, they failed to notice that on the surfaces of the Feng Shui artifacts laid out on the ground, a series of delicate, hard-to-detect cracks had appeared.

These cracks had just been carved out by Li Sichen using his fingernails.

Because they were extremely subtle and well-hidden, not only were ordinary people unable to spot them, but even a long-established Feng Shui master like Feng Yong failed to notice them.

Yet, it was precisely these inconspicuous cracks that would cause these Feng Shui artifacts, into which Feng Yong had poured his heart and soul, to completely lose their efficacy! This was because their locations were all situated right at the vital stress points of the artifacts!

Feng Yong had no idea that his Feng Shui artifacts had already been sabotaged by Li Sichen. Pointing at the items one by one, he instructed his bodyguards, "You, put this ancient copper coin directly above the main entrance; you, take this bronze gourd and hang it from the center of the living room ceiling; as for you, do you see that room on the left? Take this peach-wood sword and hang it on the window of that room..."

The bodyguards immediately moved to carry out his orders.

Ten-odd minutes later, the Feng Shui artifacts brought out by Feng Yong had been positioned at various locations throughout the villa.

Once all the Feng Shui artifacts were in place, Feng Yong picked up the last remaining copper coin sword from the ground and strode to the Qian sector of the villa. Taking a deep breath, he bit the tip of his tongue, spat a mouthful of scalding hot blood onto the copper coin sword, and then thrust it forcefully into the floor.

An astonishing scene unfolded.

The marble flooring proved to be as fragile as tofu in front of this copper coin sword.

With a soft, muffled slicing sound, the copper coin sword pierced directly through the marble floor and embedded itself firmly within it.

"Whoa! That's amazing!"

"I took a close look at that copper coin sword earlier—the tip was round and not sharp at all. How on earth did it pierce into the marble floor? And looking at the way he thrust it, it didn't seem to take any effort at all."

"I've seen the world today! I've truly opened my eyes today!"

The Cheng family servants chattered excitedly.

Liu Qide wore a look of utter astonishment as well, muttering to himself, "This isn't scientific. It violates the theories of physics and mechanics... What... what on earth is going on here?"

Li Sichen smiled at this moment, because he knew that what Feng Yong was doing right now was utterly futile!

Unaware that he had already been thoroughly outmaneuvered, Feng Yong stood up, clapped his dust-covered hands, and smiled, "Done!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a slight tremor swept through the villa. Everything shook slightly for a moment.

"An earthquake?!" Many people were startled by this sudden change.

"Don't panic. This is no earthquake; rather, it is the manifestation of the Feng Shui formation being broken," Feng Yong declared, a flash of complacency involuntarily crossing his face. Inwardly, he muttered to himself: "A interlocking Feng Shui formation, you say? I can break it just the same!"

"The interlocking Feng Shui formation has been broken? That's wonderful!" Father and son Cheng Qiang and Cheng Haoyu were overjoyed.

"Three... two... one..."

Li Sichen began counting down quietly at that exact moment.

The moment he reached 'one', the copper coin sword that Feng Yong had stabbed into the marble floor suddenly exploded with a loud bang!

The seven ancient coins on the blade instantly shattered into tiny fragments, rendering them completely useless.

"Master Feng, what... what is going on here?" Cheng Qiang was startled by this abrupt turn of events. After a moment of bewilderment, a smile returned to his face: "Ah, I get it. Does the shattering of this copper coin sword mean that my bad luck has shattered along with it? That's fantastic, this is truly wonderful!"

To Cheng Qiang's utter astonishment, Feng Yong burst out cursing at him, "Wonderful your foot! My Big Dipper Seven-Star Sword was a top-tier artifact that I nurtured with untold effort and dedication! Why did it explode? It defies science! This is simply unscientific!"

Well... a Feng Shui master actually crying out about things being unscientific...

Such a scene was filled with an overwhelming sense of incongruity.

"Ah?" Cheng Qiang said in dismay, "What do you mean? The copper coin sword exploding isn't a good thing? But didn't you just say that the Feng Shui formation had already been broken?"

Before Feng Yong could reply, another explosion echoed through the villa.

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to discover that the source of the explosion was none other than the copper coin placed above the villa's main entrance. Immediately afterward, within the span of just a few seconds before anyone could recover their wits, a continuous chain of popping explosions erupted all around.

The Feng Shui artifacts placed throughout the Cheng family villa had all exploded simultaneously!

"Ah—my Feng Shui artifacts... What... what on earth is happening here?" Feng Yong roared, his heart aching as if he were going mad.

As for Cheng Qiang, Cheng Haoyu, and the others, they were completely dumbfounded.

Following the destruction of the Feng Shui artifacts, a biting chill emerged from thin air, causing the temperature inside the villa to plunge instantly!

Flakes of snow began to condense in the air, swirling and falling down upon everyone present.

Yet at this moment, apart from Li Sichen, not a single person had the mind to appreciate the beauty of the falling snow. Everyone's heart was filled with stark terror and panic...