The King of Xiuxianjuan returns to modern times and becomes a landlord

Ever since Ying Ni successfully unlocked the mysterious stone, she felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her heart. She began to indulge herself, indulging in all kinds of relaxing entertainment. Her life had become monotonous and repetitive. Each day began with the laughter and joy of watching short videos, ended in the fantasy world of novels, and occasionally released her stress on the virtual battlefield of a game. She seemed to have completely forgotten the outside world, the adventures and challenges that once made her blood boil.

However, this peaceful life was shattered when she received a call from Shan Zhizhi. The voice on the other end of the line was tense and rapid, as if carrying an invisible pressure that struck her heart. Shan Zhizhi told her that in southwestern China, a once peaceful and tranquil area had suddenly become filled with a sinister and unpredictable yin energy. The yin energy there was so dense that it was almost tangible, enveloping the entire area like an invisible net, threatening the lives of the local people.

The nation has dispatched several elite forces to uncover the mystery behind this strange occurrence, but each has returned empty-handed. They seem to be facing a mysterious force beyond comprehension. The source of the Yin Qi, its purpose, and how to eliminate this threat have all become a vast mystery, leaving everyone at a loss.

As Ying Li listened to the description on the other end of the phone, a long-lost impulse surged within her. She knew that perhaps fate had called her back, asking her to put aside those insignificant pastimes and embark on a path filled with uncertainty and danger. She took a deep breath, ready for the coming challenge. Faced with this enigmatic event, how would she respond, how would she unravel this mystery? Everything was filled with uncertainty.

The moment she hung up the phone, Ying Ni didn't hesitate a moment. She quickly flew up on her sword and rushed to the nearby military base at top speed. Night had already fallen, and the road was eerily quiet. Only her rapid heartbeat and the occasional roar of traffic in the distance intertwined into a tense and rapid symphony, echoing in the silent night.

As she entered the military compound, Ying Xuan immediately sensed a profoundly solemn atmosphere. The towering walls, patrolling sentries, and the occasional barrage of commands all underscored the strictness and solemnity of the place. Just then, a figure in camouflage approached her. It was a major general who had come to meet her. His expression was calm and serious. He remained silent throughout the journey, occasionally looking up into the distance, seemingly lost in thought, perhaps contemplating the upcoming mission or perhaps mentally preparing for the unknown challenges he was about to face.

The field vehicle sped along the rear road, stopping periodically for inspection. Ying Ni sat in the back seat, gazing out the window, a complex mix of emotions. She knew that unknown challenges and dangers awaited her, but she also knew deeply that this was her unshirkable duty and mission. As a soldier, she was ready for anything, whether it was life or death, and she would face it bravely.

About ten minutes later, the vehicle finally stopped. Ying Ni stepped out, and before her was an open field. An armed helicopter sat quietly, as if awaiting her arrival. The propellers began to spin slowly, emitting a low roar, foreshadowing the journey that was about to begin. Ying Ni took a deep breath, knowing this would be an unusual flight.

A sergeant guarding the aircraft quickly stepped forward and verified Ying Ni's identity. Under his guidance, Ying Ni stepped onto the helicopter's ramp and made her way into the cabin. As she settled into her seat, the roar of the aircraft intensified, vibrating the entire fuselage. As the propellers revved, the aircraft jolted violently before soaring into the air, heading for its destination. Looking out the window, Ying Ni watched the earth shrink in the night sky, while the sky ahead grew ever more vast. She knew this would be a journey filled with uncertainty, but she was prepared. No matter what lay ahead, she would bravely face it.

Before the endless expanse of the Shiwan Mountains in Guangxi, a vast plain stretches like a tranquil haven between heaven and earth. However, this tranquility is shattered by an invisible atmosphere of tension. The Security Bureau and special forces encamp here, as if facing a formidable enemy, their gaze fixed on the ancient and mysterious mountain. Its towering peaks, shrouded in mist and clouds, seem to conceal countless secrets and ancient legends, inspiring awe.

Sunlight shone slantingly, unable to penetrate the thick cloud cover, bringing a touch of warmth to the land. Inside the makeshift command post at the center of the camp, the lights were dim and the atmosphere heavy. A security officer and the special forces commander sat face to face, their faces etched with anxiety and determination. The air was thick with the scent of argument, as the two sides engaged in countless rounds of debate over the rescue of their missing teammates. Each argument felt like an invisible battlefield, as they tried to use words and logic to buy time, to secure a glimmer of hope for their missing teammates.

"We must act now! We can't wait any longer!" The special forces commander slammed his hand on the table, his voice echoing through the small space with undeniable resolve. His eyes burned with a burning determination, reflecting deep concern for his comrades and unwavering devotion to duty. His voice, like a drumbeat, galvanized everyone present, their hearts racing and their blood surging.

"But the orders from above are clear! We must not act without authorization until rescuers arrive! You can't solve the miasma problem; you'll only make a few disappear." The security officer, unwilling to be outdone, spoke calmly and forcefully, attempting to calm the argument with reason. His gaze betrayed a fear of the unknown and a consideration of the overall situation—the professionalism and sense of responsibility of a security officer. Every word he spoke was like a rope stretched over the edge, trying to pull the team back from the brink of impulsiveness.

The wind outside the window seemed to sense the tense atmosphere, howling through the valley, carrying the chill and mystery of the Shiwan Mountains. Like the whisper of nature, the wind told ancient stories while also conveying a sense of urgency. Outside the camp, evacuated ethnic minority residents waited anxiously in makeshift tents, their eyes filled with fear of the unknown and hope for rescue. Their hearts were closely connected to the soldiers within the camp. Despite language barriers, they shared a common wish for safety. Through gestures and expressions, they expressed their concern and support. For the local residents, the Shiwan Mountains are their habitat and their spiritual home. If possible, they would not leave this land. For them, every peak and every stream carries memories and emotions, a witness to their culture and history. They hope that this sudden disaster will soon pass so that they can return home and resume their peaceful and harmonious lives.