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Fang Tianya gently tugged at Chen Ziwen's sleeve and whispered, "Awen, what are you thinking? Xiaoyu'er's father may not know that you have a conflict with Li Jiacheng. Even if he does, he's just trying to make money."

Chen Ziwen chuckled, secretly pinched Fang Tianya's soft flesh, and whispered in his ear, "Do you think your husband is that petty?"

Fang Tianya blushed, her body went limp and hot from Chen Ziwen's pinching, she was extremely shy.

"I'm wondering why Li Jiacheng invited so many sorcerers? Things aren't that simple. Come with me tomorrow to take a look."

"Oh."

"What are you two doing? No showing off your love." Although Li Yu was bickering with her father, her attention was more focused on Chen Ziwen. Normally, she wouldn't say anything, after all, Fang Tianya and Chen Ziwen were a couple, but today was her birthday, so she was the boss.

She heard the term "dog abuse" from Ye Lanqiu and found it quite interesting.

"I'm going to punish Lan'er!" Li Yu shouted.

"Alright, I'll make the decision. Ah Wen will grant you one request, okay?" Fang Tianya said with a smile.

Ye Lanqiu and Hongdou both cheered.

Chen Ziwen remained silent, then looked at Li Yu, waiting for Li Yu to state his terms.

At this moment, Li Yu became shy. After thinking for a while, her face flushed, she said, "I haven't thought of anything yet. Let's talk about it later. Let's eat cake, let's eat cake..."

Soon, a cake fight broke out.

At midnight, Chen Ziwen left alone, while the other three women stayed behind, saying they wanted to have a "goddess night".

Chen Ziwen gave Fang Tianya a look, and Fang Tianya understood. She would keep an eye on Li Wenjin, and she would make a phone call as soon as Li Wenjin left.

Seven o'clock the next morning.

Li Wenjin was woken up by the phone ringing. When he learned it was his family urging him, he chuckled a couple of times on the phone and hung up. Then he muttered angrily, "Who invites a monk this early in the morning? Are they crazy? Damn it, I put up with it for 300,000 yuan."

After washing up, he put on a Taoist robe and dressed himself up properly before going out.

Fang Tianya had already given Chen Ziwen his phone number, and half an hour later, the two watched as Li Wenjin walked into the Li family manor.

When Li Wenjin entered, many other sorcerers arrived, including Taoist priests, monks, and even a hermit in hemp robes and a nun.

The two decided to change their makeup and blend into the crowd.

The guards didn't check carefully; they just sent anyone who looked like a mage in.

Chen Ziwen roughly counted that there were no fewer than a hundred mages who had entered this place. About a third of them were truly capable, while the rest were just charlatans.

Li Wenjin sat in a chair, wearing a Taoist robe and a chess piece that read "Authentic Successor of the Maoshan School," but with one hand picking his nose and the other picking his toes, he didn't look like a Taoist master at all.

His eyes darted around furtively, and two nuns caught his attention. The two were called "fellow disciples" and were quite pretty.

The two women glanced at the "Successor of Maoshan Sect" chess piece that Li Wenjin had placed aside, shook their heads secretly, and whispered, "The Maoshan Sect has really declined now."

Li Wenjin was sharp-eyed, sharp-eared, and especially thick-skinned. Hearing the nun's whispers, he simply came over and shamelessly struck up a conversation.

Fang Tianya shook her head slightly. No wonder Xiaoyu'er always complained about her father; even she, an outsider, couldn't stand it. Truly a shameless old man.

Chen Ziwen sat cross-legged and began a mental storm.

As he continued to use Mental Storm, he gradually began to sense something special: luck.

Since entering this place, Chen Ziwen had a feeling that Li Ka-shing was courting disaster. He sensed that the entire manor originally had a magnificent fortune, although it was not as prosperous as the Chen Group's Mansion, it was still quite remarkable and balanced between profit and loss.

But now, this fortune is constantly diminishing, so Chen Ziwen simply waits, waiting for the Li family's fortune to disappear, waiting for them to perish on their own.

At this moment, a fortune teller in hemp clothing started arguing with Li Wenjing, with two nuns sandwiched between them.

“Hey, what do you mean? What do you mean by ‘disrespectful’? These two nuns are fine, we can each take one…” Li Wenjin shouted.

Chen Ziwen was speechless.

"You scoundrel! You call yourself a member of the Maoshan Sect? You've utterly disgraced the sect. No wonder the Maoshan Sect has declined; with someone like you as its successor, it's no wonder you've fallen so far. I see your high, prominent brow bones and lecherous eyes. Although you have Taoist aura protecting you, your forehead is dark; I'm afraid you'll be in bloodshed within half a day..."

The fortune teller in Ma Yi suddenly froze halfway through his speech.

Li Wenjin was furious. He shoved the fortune teller in hemp clothing on the shoulder, sending him tumbling over.

The fortune teller in hemp robes, far from being angry, exclaimed in surprise, "Strange, even the two nuns have suffered bloodshed..."

After saying that, he got up and looked at the others, exclaiming in horror, "Why are they all facing bloodshed?"

"I think you're the one who's going to have bloodshed," Li Wenjin said angrily.

The fortune teller in hemp robes began to calculate rapidly. The next moment, blood flowed from his eyes, but he paid no heed and continued to calculate.

"puff."

Another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"What are you doing? You can have both nuns if you want," Li Wenjin said, flustered for a moment.

The two nuns rushed forward to support the fortune teller in hemp robes, asking with concern, "Master, why are you going against the will of Heaven to divine your own fate?"

"Everyone here is destined for bloodshed. Could this be a trap, a scheme to kill us?"

Just then, a beam of light shot out, and at the tip of the beam, a monk was pierced through.

A leather-clad man who looked remarkably like boxer Billy Chow rushed out and bit the monk's head. Then, a woman's head burst out of the leather-clad man's chest and began gnawing on the monk's head as well.

"A hermaphroditic sorcerer?"

The sorcerers who had some knowledge of Southeast Asian black magic exclaimed in surprise.

"Oh no, their strength has already reached this level? Tingting, spit it out!" A voice rang out from outside the hall, and then four people rushed in.

The man in the lead was about 1.6 meters tall, with eyebrows that met in a line, and dressed in a Taoist robe, exuding the air of a Taoist master.

Beside her stood a middle-aged woman of equally distinguished bearing. Behind them were two young men dressed in specially made ancient robes, holding decorative spears as if they were about to perform a theatrical piece.

The young woman opened her mouth and spat out saliva, which shone with a bright silvery luster.

The male and female sorcerers quickly retreated.

The monk, whose brains had been gnawed out, sobbed and cried out, "All my fellow Daoists have been eaten!"

He died.

Seeing the senior monk die, some of the imposters collapsed to the ground, and some even urinated.

As one of the swindlers screamed and fled, the group of mages realized what was happening and, instead of adopting a defensive stance, all ran away.

They had never seen a hermaphrodite sorcerer, but they had heard of them. Ordinary sorcerers were already terrifying, but a hermaphrodite sorcerer, a rare find, was a terrifying existence on par with Jiang Chen among zombies.

resistance?

Let's just forget about it. If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. They can just run away when the wind blows!

"Hey, stay! Stay! Let's fight together!" Big B shouted hurriedly. He was a policeman who originally didn't believe in ghosts and gods at all, but now he completely believed, and even had the ability to destroy demons due to his special physique.

The more he shouted, the faster the others ran.

Chen Ziwen, Fang Tianya, the two nuns, and that fortune teller in hemp clothing are still alive.

Li Wenjin was also there. It wasn't that he didn't want to run, but he hid behind two nuns and couldn't run away for the time being.

"Junior brother, I never expected you to still have this thought in mind, willing to stay and eliminate the demon. Our master in heaven would be pleased to know this," the Taoist priest with the one-line eyebrow exclaimed.

Li Wenjin stepped forward, standing ramrod straight: "Of course, I am a true successor of the Maoshan Sect, much better than you who gave up your Taoist arts for a woman."

"Have you finished your nonsense? You think you can destroy us just because your daughter and son-in-law were born during the Ten Spirits Era? Haha, that was before. Now that we've devoured the brains of dozens of mages, we're not afraid anymore," Jinsha and Naimi shouted triumphantly.

"Ten Spirit Hours?" Li Wenjin exclaimed excitedly.

He then said to Jinsha and Naimi, "You dare to oppose men and women born during the Ten Spirit Times? Do you really think you are invincible?"

Big B and Tingting spat at Jinsha and Naimi at the same time, the bright silver saliva shooting towards them like magical artifacts.

Jinsha and Naimi instantly joined forces, reaching out their large hands and slapping the bright silver saliva directly onto it. The saliva bounced back, catching Da B and Tingting off guard, and they were immediately hit and sent flying backward.

The Taoist priest with the unibrow and the woman quickly helped the two of them up.

Li Wenjin exclaimed, "Senior brother, was your daughter born during the Ten Spirits period, or was she not a virgin before they merged?"

His legs were weak, and he didn't have the strength to run.

“Shut up! It must be because they ate too many mages’ brains that their power has greatly increased. Now they have no choice but to fight back,” said the Taoist priest with the one-line eyebrow.

He looked at Chen Ziwen and the others: "I would like to ask for your help to first deplete the magic power of the male-female combined sorcerer. Once his power is exhausted, my daughter and son-in-law will definitely be able to subdue the sorcerer."

"It is our duty!" the two nuns shouted. At the same time, they took out a string of prayer beads and pretended to be enemies.

The fortune teller wiped the blood from his face and exclaimed, "Since I'm already facing a bloody disaster, I might have a chance to survive if I fight this!"

"Junior brother, what about you?" asked the Taoist priest with the one-line eyebrow.

"I'll give it my all."

"Where are you two? Stay and fight us together." The Taoist priest with the one-browed eyebrows was about to ask Chen Ziwen and Fang Tianya a question when Nai Mi called out first.

"I can sense that you few are true mages with magical power, far superior to most of the charlatans who were just trying to take advantage of the situation. Isn't it your responsibility to uphold justice? Hahaha..."

Fang Tianya looked at Chen Ziwen, who stood up. He realized that the Li family's fortune was in disarray, and he couldn't tell whether it was declining or rising.

It's often said that fate is predetermined, but it seems that many times it depends on one's own judgment.

He tore off his disguise, and Fang Tianya followed suit.

"Mr. Chen? Miss Fang?" Li Wenjin exclaimed.