Ding! Zhao Xuanxuan has awakened the Fire Phoenix Soul. The host has received 1,000 points, realm+1.

Ding! Ma Qingxue has awakened a Frost Soul. The host has received 1,000 points, realm+1.

When he heard the notification, Qin Chuan was especially shocked.

He did not expect their aptitudes to be this good. They had greatly exceeded his expectations.

The strange phenomenon disappeared. Zhao Xuanxuan and Ma Qingxue's bodies emitted a colorful brilliance that was invisible to the naked eye.

Compared to before, their dispositions had undergone an enormous change. They were like celestial fairies.

Zhao Xuanxuan had awakened her Fire Phoenix Soul. Her jet-black hair had become a blazing red. The color of her pupils had also changed, turning into a faint orange-red color.

Ma Qingxue had awakened her Frost Soul. Her hair had turned as blue as the ocean, and her pupils were a faint blue.

Both of them were surprised by the changes in their bodies.

Qin Chuan provided them with explanations, telling them not to worry.

"Big brother, you said I have the Fire Phoenix Soul. Is it very formidable?" Zhao Xuanxuan's eyes were filled with anticipation.

"It's not too bad! It's slightly stronger than those ordinary cultivators."

Qin Chuan had played down the Fire Phoenix Soul.

The strength of the Fire Phoenix Soul was unimaginable.

Every soul possessed innate divine powers.

The innate divine ability of the Fire Phoenix Soul was the True Flames of the Nine Phoenixes.

According to what Qin Chuan knew, the temperature of the True Flames of the Nine Phoenixes was many times hotter than the sun.

The most powerful kind of fire could even burn time and space.

In the cultivation world, it was considered one of the most powerful flames.

Qin Chuan was afraid that Zhao Xuanxuan would get too arrogant, so he hid it from her for now.

When Zhao Xuanxuan found out that she was stronger than ordinary cultivators, she was especially excited.

She asked Qin Chuan what kind of soul he was and if he was as powerful as her.

Qin Chuan naturally ignored her.

He was secretly glad that he did not tell the truth. Otherwise, she would have become overly conceited.

Now, the two of them were done with consecration. The next step was to soak in the Spirit Spring and shed their mortal bodies.

They arrived at the Spirit Spring.

Qin Chuan casually instructed, "You guys go ahead, call me when you are done."

Zhao Xuanxuan snickered, "Big brother, make sure you don't peek!"

Qin Chuan rolled his eyes. "Am I that kind of person?"

Ma Qingxue suddenly interrupted, "What kind of person? A person who fell for me?"

"…"

He felt like Zhao Xuanxuan was influencing Ma Qingxue.

Now, they were ganging up to bully him.

Qin Chuan knew that his future days would not be easy!

Looking at Qin Chuan's dejected expression, Zhao Xuanxuan was extremely pleased with herself. "Sister-in-law, well done."

Ma Qingxue responded with a smile.

Seeing how well the two of them were getting along, Qin Chuan walked away unhappily.

…

Gold Sea City, Li Mansion.

The dining hall was a sea of nude bodies.

Fan Si was extremely satisfied. He was like a wild horse that had escaped its reins and was galloping freely on the grassland.

Soon after, he left the dining hall looking satisfied.

Li Zhongyun had been waiting for him outside the whole time.

"Mr. Fan, did you enjoy yourself to your heart's content?" Li Zhongyun asked.

Fan Si nodded repeatedly. "I did, I did!"

"Then about my family's juniors…"

"Leave it all to me."

"Thank you in advance, Mr Fan."

Fan Si chuckled. "Brother Zhongyun, you're too kind."

About half an hour later.

Li Zhongyun brought Fan Si to the underground palace and specially prepared a room for him so that he could perform physiognomy.

Fan Si sat cross-legged on the floor and removed his sunglasses.

Behind the sunglasses was a pair of empty eye sockets. There weren't even any eyelids on his face. He looked like a skeleton—it was a frightening sight.

Of the physiognomist lineage, no one kept their bodies whole.

If one wanted to learn the art of physiognomy, one had to self-mutilate their body. The more severe the self-mutilation, the stronger their skill could become.

Fan Si was originally just a construction worker.

One day, on his way home, he saved a crippled old man who had collapsed by the roadside.

What he did not know was that this crippled old man was not ordinary but a physiognomist.

This old man had suffered a backlash from karma and was suddenly met with a calamity, causing him to be injured.

After the old man recovered from his injuries, he knew to repay another's kindness.

He saw that Fan Si was just a brick mover and wanted to help him.

Thus, the old man asked Fan Si if he was interested in learning the art of physiognomy and becoming a physiognomist.

Without hesitation, Fan Si agreed.

This was because he had a criminal record of indecent conduct towards a young girl and had been sentenced to jail for many years.

After he was released from prison, he could only work at the construction site.

He knew that he might just live like this for the rest of his life.

He yearned to make his mark and become part of the upper class.

When there was a chance, he took it.

Fan Si did work very hard and was also very ruthless to himself.

He personally dug his eyes out.

The eyes are important organs in a person's body. Such self-harm could be considered severe.

He had done all of this to make his physiognomy skills stronger than others.

He succeeded.

Through his own efforts, in less than five years, his skills had surpassed those of the crippled old man.

Today, he was already a powerful physiognomist and an honored guest of the various big family clans. He had everything: money, power, women, and so on.

…

"Brother Zhongyun, please step away when I'm exercising my skills." Fan Si smiled.

Li Zhongyun smiled and nodded. "Then, I shall not disturb you."

Then, Li Zhongyun left the room.

When there was no one else around, Fan Si stood up and did an ugly dance. He hummed some weird tunes with uneven tones.

After five or six minutes of dancing, Fan Si sat down again.

He hadn't moved that much, but he was drenched in sweat.

Fan Si adjusted his breathing to calm himself.

For a moment, the entire room became exceptionally quiet. One could hear a pin drop.

Fan Si took out a small burner and a few strands of hair.

He kneaded the hair into a ball and threw it into the burner before setting it on fire.

Wisps of white smoke floated out from the burner.

Fan Si chanted something, and the white smoke slowly entered his seven orifices.

All of a sudden, blurry images appeared in his mind.

In the images, he saw Li Yeqi getting into a car accident, Li Zhongyao's first wife falling down, his second wife falling into the water, his third wife being scalded by oil, Li Corporation's stocks plunging, etc.

"They have indeed been cursed by someone. Furthermore, this person's skills aren't inferior to mine. This is troublesome.

"Li Zhongyun's really making it hard for me."

Fan Si had originally thought that it was a small matter.

After all, he was a great physiognomist, and there were only a handful of people in the country who were more skilled than him in the art of physiognomy.

However, he couldn't help but hesitate now that he'd encountered an evenly matched opponent.

Under normal circumstances, the backlash from neutralizing a curse was much smaller than the backlash from casting a curse on someone.

However, it would be a different story if he were to encounter someone of the same level.

If he failed to handle this well, he could die from the backlash.

It was difficult for Fan Si to make his choice.

Just like that, half an hour passed.

Li Zhongyun, who was waiting outside the door, was extremely anxious. His forehead was covered in sweat.

"It's been so quiet for such a long time. Could something have happened?

"Fan Si is a great physiognomist. I have to trust him."

…

An hour passed.

There weren't even noises coming from the room.

Li Zhongyun became even more anxious.

He had the urge to knock on the door several times, but he withdrew his hand each time.

He kept reassuring himself that he had to trust Fan Si.

But at the same time, he suddenly thought of a very serious problem.

His juniors must have provoked someone they shouldn't have.

He carefully recalled what had happened recently at home.

He suddenly stopped.

It seemed that all these troubles started when his grandson, Li Yeqi, contacted the Eagle Guards.