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

Amid the bustling capital, Ying Xuan enjoyed a rare moment of tranquility. Ever since she embarked on her cultivation path, daily practice and struggle had become almost her entire existence, and this extended vacation was undoubtedly a luxurious gift. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a gentle warmth on her slightly tired yet resolute face.

"Xiao San, have you taken care of the things I told you to do?" Ying Ni's voice was gentle yet firm, carrying an undeniable strength. She leaned lightly against the soft back of the chair, her eyes deep, as if she could see through everything in the world.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen immediately put aside his usual cynicism and became unusually serious. "Sister, how dare I not do what you've entrusted to me?" His words were filled with determination as he respectfully handed over a stack of heavy property certificates.

Ying Ni took the property deed, her fingertips gently sliding across each page, her eyes glittering with a complex light. This piece of land held extraordinary significance for her. Not only was it the site of the Pillar of Heaven, carrying the righteous spirit of heaven and earth; it was also the point where the Ghost Gate of the Underworld opened, connecting the Yin and Yang realms, a place of mystery and unfathomable depth.

Xiao Chen's eyes flickered with solemnity as he gently handed the information in his hand to Ying Ying, who sat across from him, listening intently. He had been collecting and compiling this information day and night, and every page contained his in-depth research and careful analysis of that unknown field.

"Sister, the situation over there is indeed much more complicated than we initially anticipated." Xiao Chen's voice was deep and powerful, each word echoing through the air, impossible to ignore. "Several powerful capital giants have already ventured into that sector. They were filled with enthusiasm and confidence, believing they could find new growth opportunities in this largely untapped territory. However, reality dealt them a heavy blow."

He paused, as if recalling the former glory and current decline of those capital giants. "These giants, without exception, have faced unprecedented challenges and difficulties. Some were forced to exit the market due to sudden changes in the market environment and broken capital chains; others were forced to completely deviate from their investment plans due to sudden policy shifts; and still others, due to poor internal management and a lack of morale, ultimately fell into decline."

At this point, Xiao Chen's brow furrowed, as if those failed cases were playing out before his eyes. "What worries me even more is that these failed cases aren't isolated; there seem to be subtle connections and commonalities between them. This connection makes me full of uncertainty and worry about the future of that field."

Ying Ni listened quietly to Xiao Chen's story. Her face was expressionless, but her deep eyes gleamed with wisdom. She knew that every word Xiao Chen said reflected his dedication to his work and his profound insight and understanding of the field.

"I already understand what you're talking about," Ying Ni said slowly, her voice calm and resolute. Others might not fully understand the impact of that land, but surely she didn't?

"That's not something an ordinary person can afford," Ying Xuan said softly. She knew full well that the reason this piece of land had been abandoned wasn't because of its inherent value, but rather because the risks and crises it posed were too immense. The companies that had attempted to acquire the land were all well-funded and powerful, but ultimately, they were unable to withstand the negative and volatile energy it brought and were defeated.

Ying Li knew that the place where yin and yang meet not only had spiritual energy different from other places, but it was also a place where ghosts gathered, including some evil spirits. It seemed that she had to make preparations early.

Panjiayuan in Beijing

The setting sun cast a shimmering, dappled glow across the ancient stone pavement, as if each stone carried a story of the ages. Ying Ni stepped slowly onto the time-worn, smooth slabs of stone, entering the renowned Panjiayuan. The air was filled with a strange blend of antiquity and modernity, tranquility and bustle, inviting one to slow down and immerse themselves in this unique charm.

The setting sun's afterglow gently bathed the vast square, gilding every inch with a golden glow. All around, colorful stalls dotted the space like a dazzling galaxy of stars, not only adorning the empty space but also opening doors to a vibrant world. These stalls, ranging from quaint and elegant to exotic and exotic, interwoven into a vibrant and vibrant cityscape.

From antique porcelain to calligraphy and painting, each item carries a rich historical and cultural heritage. Antique porcelain, with its jade-like glaze and intricate, exquisitely crafted patterns, seems to travel through time, offering a glimpse into the aesthetic tastes and lifestyles of the ancients. Calligraphy and painting, with their unique charm, showcase the profoundness of traditional Chinese culture. The flowing, powerful brushstrokes of calligraphy reveal the artist's profound skills and emotional depth. Landscapes, flowers, and birds, with their delicate brushstrokes and rich colors, vividly capture the grandeur and beauty of nature.

Yet, amidst this dazzling array of goods, Ying Ni's eyes were exceptionally sharp. She knew well that behind this bustling scene lay countless forgeries and imitations. Her gaze roamed among the stalls, like a hawk searching for prey, sharp and vigilant. She discovered that while the items on these stalls appeared exquisite, most were merely superficial, lacking true artistic value and collectible significance.

In addition to antique porcelain and calligraphy and painting, the square is filled with a wide variety of folk handicrafts and exotic artifacts. Each of these handicrafts embodies the painstaking effort and wisdom of the artisans. Their diverse shapes and vibrant colors are both practical and beautiful. The exotic artifacts, with their unique shapes and allure of exotic cultures, captivate visitors with their diverse origins. They hail from every corner of the globe, bringing with them the cultural customs and unique characteristics of each region.

Ying Ni wandered from stall to stall, her ears ringing with the enthusiastic cries of vendors, mingled with the haggling of customers, and the faint sound of a guzheng playing in the distance. These sounds intertwined like a vivid symphony of life. Ying Ni took a deep breath and continued walking through each stall.

Ying Ni stopped in front of a stall. Compared to the other stalls, the goods on display here seemed particularly new, clearly freshly stocked. She knelt down, her fingers gently running over each antique, as if she could penetrate their rough surfaces and sense the pulse of history and the essence of culture.