After being forced into marriage, the metaphysical master became the darling of the richest family.

Chapter 4

Upon hearing her say she could solve it, Jin Yize's usually dark eyes suddenly lit up with two beams of light.

"I'll pay any price as long as you can cure me."

An Jiuxi held up a finger and shook it, "It's not about money."

Jin Yize asked anxiously, "Then what do you want?"

Since his sudden paralysis five years ago, Jin Yize has seen many famous doctors and tried many unorthodox methods, but no one has been able to explain the cause of his paralysis.

Not to mention treatment.

An Jiuxi was the first.

So whether it's true or not, he wants to give it a try.

He calculated with his slender fingers for a moment, then his eyes flashed. "Your fate is special, and you will be of help to me in the future. How about this, I will help you remove the curse, and you promise me one thing in return?"

Jin Yize did not immediately agree, his dark eyes staring straight at her.

An Jiuxi smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's nothing illegal or disorderly. It might cause you some trouble, but it won't harm your life."

"If the curse on you isn't lifted, you probably won't live for another three years. Promise me, and you can live. In the end, you've made a profit in this deal."

If her master hadn't left a note before disappearing, saying that she was destined to face a death calamity and needed to find seven men with noble destinies to gather their noble energy in order to have any hope of overcoming the calamity, she wouldn't have agreed to the An family's offer of a substitute marriage.

She had looked at Jin Yize's birth chart; it was incredibly expensive!

“Okay, I agree.” Jin Yize nodded in agreement without much thought.

She's right. Ever since he woke up paralyzed five years ago, he could feel his body getting worse day by day.

Over the years, he has tried many precious medicinal herbs and various methods to save his life, but none of them have solved the fundamental problem. They have only made him look no different from an ordinary person.

But that's only what it seems.

An Jiuxi extended her hand cheerfully, "Then, Seventh Master Jin, it's a pleasure to do business with you!"

"It's a pleasure to work with you!" Jin Yize grasped the fair, delicate hand in front of him.

Her hands were small, but her fingers were slender, white, and delicate, like scallion segments.

The skin feels smooth and delicate to the touch.

Jin Yize, whose heart was as still as water, felt a slight itch, as if a feather had swept across his heart.

Pulling her hand back, An Jiuxi glanced out the window. "Quick, change lanes to the right, turn right at the intersection, don't go onto the bridge."

The driver was startled and subconsciously looked at Jin Yize in the rearview mirror.

The latter frowned, then nodded. "Change lanes."

The driver immediately changed lanes and then turned right at the intersection.

After driving only about 300 meters, a crisp voice rang out again, "Stop the car."

This time, there was no need to look at Jin Yize; the driver simply pulled over and applied the brakes.

Just as Jin Yize was about to ask why, he saw An Jiuxi push open the car door with a heavy expression, get out of the car, walk to the sidewalk across the road, lean on the guardrail, and gaze at the overpass not far away.

This is a bridge spanning the river, and it has only been five years since it was built.

However, the way An Jiuxi looked at it at that moment gave Jin Yize an ominous premonition.

Jin Yize frowned and had his bodyguard carry him out of the car, then pushed his wheelchair to her side.

He looked at the figure radiating compassion, "This bridge..."

Before the words were even finished, a deafening roar erupted...

The cross-river bridge, which had been in use for less than five years... collapsed!

Jin Yize stared wide-eyed at the scene before him in disbelief, then looked at the person beside him with a shocked expression.

The look of pity on her face deepened, and her sorrow seemed to well up from her eyes.

Jin Yize's heart trembled. If An Jiuxi hadn't suddenly told the driver to change lanes, they would be on the bridge right now.

At this moment, it is likely that, like the vehicles on the bridge, it will plunge into the Minjiang River below.

“You…” His throat was dry. He wanted to ask, but he didn’t know where to begin.

For a bridge like this, which carries tens of thousands of vehicles daily, the traffic congestion is secondary; the primary concern is the loss of life...

It should be noted that even at this time when traffic was not too heavy, there were still hundreds of vehicles that fell with the collapse of the bridge.

She made them change lanes just now; she probably already figured something out.

If that's the case, why...?

An Jiuxi slowly closed her eyes, her fair hands forming several complex hand seals in front of her chest, and then a series of obscure scriptures slowly came out of her mouth.

Whether it was an illusion or not, Jin Yize felt a golden arc slowly spreading out toward the direction of the collapsed bridge.

He frowned, but ultimately didn't say anything more.

An Jiuxi closed her eyes and recited for nearly an hour.

During this period, various government agencies responded quickly to handle the aftermath of the bridge collapse.

A salvage team composed of police and firefighters retrieved many sunken vehicles from the Minjiang River, and the rescued people were sent to the hospital as soon as possible.

Jin Yize also instructed people to gather information and to do his best to provide assistance.

He stayed by An Jiuxi's side, silently watching the girl maintain the same posture as she stood there.

An hour later, An Jiuxi opened her eyes.

Jin Yize immediately asked, "What were you just now...?"

"Persuade them to be reborn." So many souls died suddenly at the same time, and if their resentment lingers, it will cause a great disaster.

Jin Yize's lips moved, a question stuck in his throat. He wanted to ask it, but felt it might not be appropriate.

An Jiuxi, however, looked knowing and smiled slightly.

His smile was pale and weak. "Those in the Xuanmen sect can foresee destiny. But destiny is mostly beyond human control. I..."

Halfway through the explanation, the perfectly healthy person suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, swayed twice, and collapsed.

Jin Yize was startled and quickly caught her limp body.

"Huai Sang".

The bodyguard who had been waiting ten steps away arrived in an instant, "Seventh Master."

"Get in the car, to the hospital, quick!" For some reason, Jin Yize felt a panic he had never felt before.

An Jiuxi was taken to the hospital, but after a series of examinations, no results were available.

Ke Ren vomited blood in front of Jin Yize and has remained unconscious ever since.

Master Jin was furious, and the entire hospital was thrown into chaos as everyone tried to take care of him.

In the middle of the night, the person finally woke up.

Upon opening his eyes, he immediately complained, "This broken physique is really driving me crazy. It seems I still need to find my original spiritual energy as soon as possible."

"What primordial spiritual energy?"

A deep, sexy voice sounded from beside her, startling An Jiuxi. She turned her head and met Jin Yize's dark eyes, only then belatedly realizing that she had probably fallen into this man's arms.

She raised her hand and flicked her nose, not intending to explain, "It's a long story, I'll tell you another time."

"Is it related to your sudden fainting?"

"Ah."

"Troublesome?"

An Jiuxi frowned. "Troublesome."

"Could I help?"

An Jiuxi tilted her head, not answering, but instead asked something else, "After I fainted, did you bring me to the hospital?"

Jin Yize nodded, "Yes, but the hospital spent a long time examining you, but they couldn't find out why you fainted."

A regular hospital definitely wouldn't be able to detect it.

Those instruments examine the body, but she is wounding her soul.

This body is extremely fragile because its original spiritual power has been drained. If it uses too much spiritual power, it will vomit blood and fall into a coma.

To perform the ritual of liberating over a thousand souls today, one must pay the price of damaging one's own soul.

It hurts so much!