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

Ying Xuan gently lifted the curtain and stepped into the room. Compared to her boudoir in the old house, the decor here was remarkably simple. The room contained only a bed, its surface as white as jade. She gently stroked the edge of the bed, feeling a chill, realizing it was made of precious cold jade. In the world of immortal cultivation, cold jade is an extremely rare and precious treasure. She remembered how Ye Lingxiao, seeking cold jade, had spent 100 million high-grade spirit stones on a treasure hunt, only to find a fist-sized piece. But before her was a cold jade bed the size of a bed itself. She thought to herself, a cold jade bed this large would be hard to find in the world.

Ying Ni sat cross-legged on the cold jade bed, practicing qigong and regulating her breathing. She felt a surge of cold air flowing into her meridians, completing a small circulation within her body. She discovered that practicing on the cold jade bed made her cultivation more stable. This was perhaps because she was born with a mutant ice spirit root, which complemented the cold air released by the cold jade bed.

"Ring, ring, ring" - a crisp ringtone suddenly broke Ying Ni's meditation. She slowly opened her eyes, reached out to take out her cell phone, glanced at the screen, and found that it was a call from Shan Zhizhi.

"Hello, Uncle Shan, what's going on?" Ying Huan answered the phone, a hint of curiosity in her heart, wondering why Shan Zhizhi was looking for her. After all, at this time, he should usually be concentrating on studying that new technique.

"Niannian, No. 1 wants to meet with you. Do you think a meeting should be arranged?" Shan Zhizhi asked cautiously.

"No. 1 and I won't see each other anymore. I know full well that the country has taken care of me all these years. After all, my parents gave their lives for the country. I understand and respect their sacrifice, but that doesn't mean I don't have regrets." Ying Ni's thoughts drifted back to the time after her parents passed away, when she faced the world alone. She had just started junior high then, and she clearly remembered the pain she endured during those days, which was beyond her years.

The night was as dark as ink. Moonlight filtered through the slits in the curtains, dappling onto Ying Ling's desk. She sat silently, clutching a faded family photo, her eyes filled with nostalgia and a longing for the past. It was a late night in her junior high school years. Outside the window lay the quiet streets. The sudden arrival of the police shattered the tranquility. Although she had prepared herself mentally, when the moment finally arrived, her heart surged like a raging sea.

The smiles of her parents in the photo were as warm as spring, seemingly able to melt away all the coldness of the world. However, reality was harsher. Their smiles were forever frozen in that moment, leaving her with only boundless loneliness and heavy responsibilities. In the quiet of night, Ying Ying couldn't help but recall those difficult times, the time after her parents' sudden death, when she faced the ups and downs of life alone.

Ying Ni vividly remembers that studying became her sole solace, her weapon against loneliness and stress. As night fell, the light at her desk became her most steadfast companion. She buried herself in her studies, using the power of knowledge to fill the void within her heart, and to comfort her parents in heaven with her outstanding achievements. Yet, in the stillness of the night, loneliness and stress still washed over her like a tide, making it difficult for her to breathe.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but Ying Ni fought hard to hold them back. She knew she couldn't give in, for she was her parents' pride and the only child they had left. She had to be strong and brave enough to face all the challenges in life.

The night was still dark, the moonlight still cold, but a fire was burning in Ying Ni's heart, a fire of hope for the future and longing for her parents.

Ying Ni gently waved her delicate hands as she flipped through the enigmatic book of fate. Doubt filled her heart, unsure whether those yellowed pages truly held the answers she longed for. Despite this, she still harbored a desire to try, regardless of whether the outcome would be joyful or tragic.

As she rapidly flipped through the pages of her destiny book, the once silent night sky outside the window was suddenly shattered by a dazzling flash of lightning, followed by a deafening roar of thunder. Ying Li understood this was a warning from Heaven, but she held no regrets. Heaven's laws no longer held any power over her, for she was the incarnation of the ancient god Shang. The power of chaos flowed within her—a primordial force that had existed since the dawn of time.

This power imbues her with supreme majesty and boundless strength, allowing her to transcend the world's chaos and tower above all beings. A resolute light gleams in her eyes, as if telling the world that she has long since seen through the trajectory of fate and is no longer bound by anything. Her very existence is a miracle, a miracle that transcends time and space. Her heart is filled with faith in the future and a deep commitment to the past. She knows that no matter how difficult the road ahead, she will bravely move forward, for she shoulders the mission of the ancient gods and carries the legacy of the power of chaos.

With Ying Ni's unwavering persistence, the Heavenly Dao finally withdrew its oppression, and the Book of Fate stopped turning. Ying Ni slowly extended her hand, but just as she was about to touch the book, she hesitated and paused. Her slender hand hovered in the air for a long moment. After a long inner struggle, Ying Ni finally lowered her hand and closed her eyes. With a gentle wave, spiritual energy surged, closing the unfolded book.

Ying Ni gazed at the family photo, tears finally uncontrollably flowing from her eyes, slowly trickling down her cheeks, finally landing on the photograph. "Father and mother, since our fate in this life has ended, I will follow your wishes and bravely continue my life." As Ying Ni's heart grew clearer, her understanding of fate deepened.

At this moment, shrouded by darkness, the small building suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance, like a brilliant pearl gleaming in the darkness. Its graceful outline, illuminated by the light, became remarkably clear, unfolding before everyone like a delicate scroll slowly unfolding. Previously, the building seemed shrouded in a veil-like mist, imbued with an air of mystery and awe. Now, it seemed to awaken, radiating a powerful majesty, towering between heaven and earth like a majestic guardian, overlooking the earth.

As this power was released, the second dimension gradually expanded, as if a mysterious realm were slowly unfolding within the real world. Its boundaries continued to stretch, eventually rising above the sky, accompanying the stars and merging with the night sky.

Ying Li also noticed Xiao Lou's transformation. She knew that this moment marked that Xiao Lou truly recognized her as his master.