Chapter 156: What the Hell, Is He Even Human?

Among the various natal magical artifacts, Feng Yong picked up a jade token shaped like a Jiaotu.

In Chinese mythology and legend, the Jiaotu is one of the nine sons of the dragon, possessed of the power to ward off evil and drive away catastrophe. In Feng Shui, it is frequently utilized as a ritual implement.

Generally speaking, placing a Jiaotu artifact within a home could, to varying degrees, produce the effect of protecting the household and ensuring peace. If one could position the Jiaotu artifact in the most appropriate location according to the indoor Feng Shui environment, it could even turn misfortune into good fortune!

At this moment, holding the Jiaotu jade token, Feng Yong strode over to the spot where he had previously driven in the copper coin sword.

This location was the area within the entire villa where the ghostly and baleful Qi was the densest and most intense. According to Feng Shui principles, this spot was equivalent to the eye of the formation. To break the Feng Shui formation, one had to start from this very place.

"Dad, can this Master Feng really pull this off? I hope he doesn't stir up any new trouble," Cheng Haoyu had run into the kitchen and brought back two pots, wearing one on his head like a helmet while handing the other to Cheng Qiang, all the while speaking in a hushed voice.

"Probably not..."

Though he said this, Cheng Qiang could not help but begin casting wary glances around the surroundings.

He was assessing and searching for escape routes.

Just in case Feng Yong failed once more and triggered a fresh round of sudden mutations, he wanted to quickly find a place to hide and avoid suffering a calamity!

At the same time, following Cheng Haoyu's example, Cheng Qiang placed an iron pot on top of his head to shield himself from the drifting, chilling snowflakes.

The sight of this father and son with iron pots on their heads was truly rather comical and ridiculous, giving off a distinct vibe of ultimate scapegoats...

However, their action served as a reminder to the others remaining in the villa.

Consequently, whether it was Zhu Ziming or the bodyguards, everyone rushed into the kitchen to grab pots, bowls, basins, and ladles, each placing one atop their head. Even Liu Qide and Li Sichen had pots clapped onto them—though neither of these two felt that the snowflakes were cold at all...

Meanwhile, standing at the eye of the Feng Shui formation, Feng Yong pressed the index finger of his right hand into his mouth and bit down hard.

Fresh blood instantly welled up.

Using his finger as a brush and his fresh blood as ink, he dabbed the two eyes of the Jiaotu jade token respectively.

This was known as dotting the eyes to infuse the spirit!

With Feng Yong dotting the eyes with his fresh blood, the Jiaotu jade token suddenly flashed with a dazzling radiance. Immediately following, a strange humming sound emanated from the jade token. At first hearing, it sounded precisely like some sort of beast roaring.

"What is happening? Could it be that the monster on that jade token has actually been brought to life by Master Feng?" Cheng Haoyu was startled, crying out in involuntary shock.

He knew nothing of the dragon's nine sons, nor did he recognize any Jiaotu, assuming merely that the jade token depicted some ferocious monster.

Li Sichen gave him a sideways glance and retorted, "It's terrifying to be uncultured. This jade token is a dead object, possessing neither life nor soul; how could it possibly be brought to life? This radiance and this sound are merely the signs of a magical artifact beginning to take effect... Hmph, it's basically the same principle as an engine making a noise when you start a car. Besides, the carving on that jade token is clearly a Jiaotu, alright? A monster, my foot... Looking at you, you actually resemble a monster yourself."

"Oh?" Zhu Ziming, standing nearby, glanced at him and said with considerable surprise, "The little fellow knows quite a bit."

"A little, I know just a little," Li Sichen said modestly.

Although he had been rebuked, Cheng Haoyu had no time to get angry right now. He was eagerly hoping that Feng Yong's move would break the Feng Shui formation and improve his family's fortunes.

At the same time, Liu Qide and the servants peering cautiously from outside the villa were purely curious to see what would happen next.

Under everyone's gaze, Feng Yong placed the Jiaotu jade token onto the ground. Immediately afterward, he raised his still-bleeding right hand and slammed his palm forcefully down onto the Jiaotu jade token.

Boom!

With a muffled thud, the Jiaotu jade token was driven relentlessly straight into the marble floor by Feng Yong.

Almost at the exact same time, Li Sichen lightly tapped his foot, seamlessly kicking a single copper coin into the marble floor without arousing suspicion. It fused so perfectly with the patterns of the marble that it was utterly indistinguishable.

Hum, hum, hum...

A faint humming sound arose within the villa.

The snowflakes dancing all over the sky vanished cleanly in a single instant, as if they had never appeared at all.

Simultaneously, the bone-chilling, freezing cold vanished without a trace in the span of a breath, causing those remaining in the villa to suddenly feel much more comfortable... though, of course, with the exception of Li Sichen and Liu Qide, neither of whom had ever felt the snowflakes to be freezing or baleful in the least.

This time, Cheng Qiang did not inquire immediately. Instead, after waiting a short while and confirming that no abnormal reactions occurred, he cautiously asked, "Master Feng, how is it? Has it succeeded?"

Feng Yong did not answer. Instead, he retrieved the palm-sized Feng Shui compass from his pocket, took measurements all around, and only then let out a long breath of relief, nodding as he said, "It succeeded..."

Before his words had even faded, a slight tremor rippled through the ground.

Immediately afterward, the needle on the Feng Shui compass began to spin wildly out of control, blurring in rapid circles.

"How can this be? I clearly already broke the baleful and ruinous Feng Shui formation, so why has the Feng Shui here not only failed to return to normal, but instead become even more chaotic?" Feng Yong cried out in shock, his face frozen in utter disbelief.

At this moment, renowned Feng Shui master of Xiangjiang though he was, and despite his wealth of experience and formidable skills, he completely lost his composure.

However, astonishment aside, Feng Yong quickly made an assessment: "Damn it, this interlocking Feng Shui formation doesn't just consist of two setups—there are three!"

Yet this time, he had guessed wrong.

The setup Li Sichen had laid down in Cheng Haoyu's home was merely a dual-interlocking Feng Shui formation, lacking any third ring entirely.

As for the Feng Shui changes manifesting in the villa at this moment, they were merely the result of a brand-new Feng Shui formation that Li Sichen had temporarily cast based on the immediate circumstances just as Feng Yong was breaking the previous one.

That's right, the moment he kicked the copper coin into the marble floor, he was casting a Feng Shui formation!

Unlike Feng Yong, Li Sichen's mastery over the application of Feng Shui formations had reached a level of absolute freedom of will. With a single simple prop, he could shape an entirely new Feng Shui formation.

Such a skill was something even renowned Feng Shui masters like Feng Yong had never witnessed before... let alone dared to even imagine!

Are you kidding me!

Even for someone like Feng Yong, wanting to set up a Feng Shui formation—no matter how simple—required first surveying with a Feng Shui compass and then tossing and turning with magical artifacts for half a day!

Just by casually stamping his foot, he could lay down a brand-new Feng Shui formation?

What the hell, is this even human?