After the divorce, the CEO's ex-wife deeply regretted her actions.

On the way back to Jiangnan City.

"Old Taoist, I forgot to ask you earlier, what exactly is that mountain treasure you came here looking for?"

Chen Yun asked.

Huangfu Dou's expression turned serious as he said, "To my shame, although I knew of the existence of the mountain treasure, I didn't even get to see it before I was blasted out by the strange beast Hongmang that was guarding the side."

"Who doesn't know how to brag?"

"If that thing is really that powerful, why didn't it come out when we made such a commotion?" Qi Qiang couldn't help but mock.

"What do you know, you little brat?"

"I think the reason why Hongmang hasn't appeared yet is because it has reached the critical moment of transforming into a dragon."

"You should be glad Hong Mang didn't show up, otherwise, with just the few of us here, we would definitely be doomed!"

Snakes that have become spirits shed their skin once every hundred years, and it takes five hundred years for them to become a jiao (a type of dragon), and a thousand years for them to have the opportunity to transform into a dragon!

The giant python of Guxia Mountain has actually reached the stage of becoming a dragon.

Such a strange beast is completely different from ordinary sentient beasts; it can be called a ferocious beast!

“Master Chen, I don’t know about the others… but with your strength, if you, me, and this Patriarch Zhao join forces, we might be able to fight this Hong Mang!”

"It is currently at the critical stage of its transformation into a dragon, and its strength is at its weakest. This is the best time to kill it!"

Huangfu Dou rubbed his hands together secretly, a look of anticipation on his face.

"Do you think I'm as easy to fool as that spoiled brat from the Jiang family?" Chen Yun glanced at him, a half-smile on his face, and said.

"I have absolutely no interest in what you call mountain treasures or the like."

"Um, Master Chen, you flatter me. Everything I said is true; how could it be a lie..."

"Since you're not interested, let's just pretend I never mentioned it."

Huangfu Dou gave an awkward laugh, his voice trailing off.

A sense of regret welled up in his heart. He had wanted to use Chen Yun's help to try and eliminate Hong Mang and obtain the mountain treasure.

But now it seems that this idea will likely fall through.

“I’m not interested in the mountain treasure, but if there really is a spiritual vein in this mountain, perhaps I’ll take the time to explore it in the future.” After thinking for a moment, Chen Yun didn’t give a definitive answer. “As for whether you can get the mountain treasure in the future, that depends on your luck.”

The spiritual veins possess even richer spiritual energy than longan, which can better promote the growth of jade ginseng.

Moreover, the jade ginseng I obtained was based on a spiritual vein.

If Chen Yun wants to recover his full strength in a short period of time, he will inevitably need an environment with a richer spiritual energy.

"With Master Chen's words, this old Taoist can rest assured!"

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Dou was overjoyed and said, "If I can really be lucky enough to obtain the mountain treasure, I will find a way to resolve the trouble with the Jiang family."

Chen Yun smiled faintly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

He never took the Jiang family seriously. If the Jiang family wanted revenge, he could simply go to Yungang City.

"I hope the Jiang family won't push their luck, or I'll make them understand the consequences of messing with the wrong person!"

Chen Yun said something indifferently and then closed his eyes to rest.

Those sitting in the car all felt the immense, suffocating pressure emanating from him.

……

Yunlong Villa.

"Nangong Qing, I'm about to begin treating your injuries."

"During this process, I will use silver needles to seal off your five senses. This process will be a little long, so you must persevere!"

Chen Yun held the silver needles in his hand and solemnly instructed Nangong Qing.

Nangong Qing nodded and said, "Mr. Chen, as long as you can cure me, I can endure any suffering!"

"There's no need for you to suffer, but someone else will be the one who suffers," Chen Yun said with a smile.

Nangong Ji, who was standing by, couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Chen, what do you mean by that?"

"Old Taoist Huangfu, you've been pounding medicine for ages, is it done yet?"

Chen Yun did not answer him immediately, but got up and looked towards the living room.

A moment later, Huangfu Dou walked in, pinching his nose with one hand and carrying a ceramic medicine pot in the other.

"Master Chen, what on earth is this concoction? It stinks horribly!"

Even though he held his breath, he could still smell the pungent, fishy odor emanating from the medicine pot.

Chen Yun took the medicine jar and said calmly, "This Xuanling Ointment is a rare and precious healing medicine. According to ancient records, it has the effect of bringing the dead back to life and restoring flesh and bone."

After saying that, he scooped a small amount of Xuanling Ointment from the medicine jar and applied it to the wound on Nangong Qing's hand.

This Xuanling ointment resembles rotten mud, and when applied to the skin, its fishy and foul odor intensifies several times over.

After the smell spread, Huangfu Dou and Nangong Ji couldn't resist and ran out of the bedroom.

Lying on the bed, Nangong Qing's face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

If he weren't immobilized, he probably would have already fled.

"Don't worry, I'll use acupuncture to shut down your five senses right now!"

Chen Yun remained calm throughout, as if he had not been affected at all.

Even after he noticed Nangong Qing's unusual behavior, he was still able to calmly administer the needles.

After finishing the needle insertion, he calmly applied the remaining Xuanling ointment.

Then, he sealed away the remaining Xuanling Ointment and placed it in his wooden box.

By the time I finished all this, it was already broad daylight.

After Chen Yun came out, Nangong Ji rushed forward anxiously and asked, "Mr. Chen, how is Xiao Qing now?"

"Don't worry, after applying the Xuanling Ointment, he'll be fully recovered in five days at most!" Chen Yun said with a smile.

"We really owe a debt to Mr. Chen this time!"

Nangong Ji bowed deeply to Chen Yun, his eyes filled with gratitude.

He trusted Chen Yun absolutely and unconditionally.

"Old Taoist priest, you've been standing there for so long, have you figured out anything?"

Chen Yun looked up at Huangfu Dou standing in the hall, and a thought suddenly occurred to him.

Huangfu Dou slowly said, "This villa has excellent feng shui, and this place is the eye of the dragon vein, it's just a pity..."

"Who is this?"

Looking at Huangfu Dou, whose face was bruised and swollen, Nangong Ji suppressed a laugh and asked.

“A feng shui master from Yungang City is staying with me for a while.”

Chen Yun pursed his lips and said, "Don't mind him, this guy just likes to make things mysterious."

"Ahem... This humble Taoist is Zhenyang Daoren Huangfu Dou."

Huangfu Dou coughed lightly, put his hands behind his back, and exuded the air of a master.

If it weren't for the obvious scars on his face, Nangong Ji would have really thought he was some kind of deity descended to earth.

"What? You are Master Ouyang?"

"I have visited Yungang City three times, but I have never been able to meet you. I never expected to see you here!"

Nangong Ji, however, seemed very excited.

"Is he very famous?" Chen Yun asked curiously.