Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now! Chapter 1231 - 367: Heaven’s Favor

Chapter 367 [Fortune Beyond Words]

Zhou Qingning seemed to consume a great deal of her divine soul after Mr. Chen performed the spell from the "God-Hosting Chapter" on her. Once Mr. Chen withdrew his divine techniques, the female ghost still lay in a stupor, unconscious.

Mr. Chen withdrew his gaze from Zhou Qingning, and with a bit of thought, he understood the reason: although the "God-Hosting Chapter" could achieve effects similar to possession, for a cultivator like Zhou Qingning, whose divine soul is much stronger than an ordinary person, the cultivator must consciously suppress their own divine sense to allow the caster to control it.

This voluntary relinquishing of control and forced suppression of one’s divine soul results in an effect similar to self-numbing.

The fact that she hasn’t awakened yet is likely because the effects of the sedation haven’t worn off.

Thinking it over, Mr. Chen felt it wasn’t right to leave this female ghost in the training room indefinitely. He casually took out the Fire Copper ingot and tossed the unconscious Zhou Qingning back into it, letting her continue to be nourished by the Li Fire Qi.

·

The next day at noon, after getting up, Mr. Chen had lunch with Lu Sisi.

Without the Liu family’s team of servants, the mansion felt much quieter.

Gui Geng was a spirit turtle who preferred stillness over movement. Unless specifically instructed to do something, he usually found a nook to rest in.

Mr. Chen and Lu Sisi leisurely enjoyed the sun in the courtyard of the half-mountain mansion, with a gentle mountain breeze blowing and a view of the bustling scene of Central Hong Kong.

This residence, once home to a profound cultivator, had its feng shui and layout meticulously designed. Although Mr. Chen had only stayed here for a day, he found the place quite agreeable.

In the evening, Steward Liu of the Liu family arrived once more, this time bringing a large black sedan whose body was clearly of an older model—not the streamlined design currently in vogue. To put it bluntly, this car bore the aura of old money.

However, seeing the little angel emblem at the front of the car, Mr. Chen said nothing.

This car was probably the one Liu Jianshan personally used most often.

Since they were visiting the Liu family, Mr. Chen decided to bring Lu Sisi along. After getting into the car, Steward Liu sat in the front passenger seat, his words and conduct exceedingly careful and respectful.

The car drove for less than ten minutes before arriving at another mansion atop the mountain.

This mansion naturally covered more ground than Elder Zhong’s residence.

Tall walls hid within lush greenery, and the buildings seemed nestled among the mountain forest.

The car drove directly through the gate into the courtyard, and the gate slowly closed behind it. When the car stopped in front of the main hall doors, Mr. Chen led Lu Sisi out of the car and saw the Liu family’s eldest son, Liu Zhaoming, waiting at the door with a warm smile to greet them.

"Mr. Chen, we meet again," Liu Zhaoming’s smile was exceptionally cordial.

Though it had only been a day since Mr. Chen last saw the Liu family’s heir, it was evident that Liu Zhaoming looked a lot more energetic.

Though he actually seemed more fatigued, considering that since Liu Jianshan awoke from his comatose state, there were numerous things requiring attention. Plans, contingencies, and strategies for dealing with the crisis had to be directed by the Liu family’s heir, making it probable he hadn’t much time to sleep the past couple of days.

His eye sockets bore the faint traces of dark circles, and even his pupils were bloodshot.

Yet despite this, he appeared much more spirited.

The prior despair, faced with the imminent collapse of the Liu family’s steadfast pillar, Liu Jianshan, had weighed heavily upon Liu Zhaoming, driving the newly appointed head of the Liu family to a profound gloom.

Now that Liu Jianshan had recovered, the crisis that had tormented him temporarily abated, allowing him to finally release the pressure that had oppressed him for so long.

Despite his physical fatigue, Liu Zhaoming’s spirits were notably better than the prior day.

After exchanging greetings, Liu Zhaoming enthusiastically shook Mr. Chen’s hand: "My father is waiting inside to see you!"

He then deliberately stepped aside and politely nodded to Lu Sisi, accompanying Mr. Chen, his tone appropriately respectful: "Welcome to our humble abode, Miss Lu!"

He recognized Lu Sisi straight away and could even address her as "Miss Lu," implying he had already inquired about her background. After Steward Liu’s return the previous day, he must have detailed the situation regarding Mr. Chen to Liu Zhaoming.

Although Lu Sisi grew up in a modest family environment, her recent stay with the Yang family in Port City had acquainted her with some high society. Thus, facing Liu Zhaoming’s greeting, she greeted him with a gentle smile: "Hello, Mr. Liu."

·

Liu Jianshan waited in the reception room; it wasn’t that he didn’t go out personally to greet them out of pride.

But rather, the old man’s legs weren’t in the best shape.

When Mr. Chen approached the reception room, Liu Jianshan, sitting on the sofa, propped himself up with the armrest, and stood up with effort, smiling at Mr. Chen: "Mr. Chen, I have been anticipating your arrival."

Mr. Chen stopped within two or three steps of Liu Jianshan: "Don’t sit yet, stand there so I can take a good look at you."

At these words, far from feeling offended, Liu Jianshan was pleased. He promptly tried to steady his numb left leg, standing straighter.