Under One Person: Feng Shui Master, I Will Protect the Mountains and Rivers with My Own Body

The Zhou Tian Grand Ritual, a grand Taoist event, should, in principle, be solemn, dignified, and involve complex rituals.

But in Yan Sen's eyes, the climax of this grand event seemed to have ended prematurely on this dusty afternoon.

The big shots came quickly and left quickly.

Wang Ai, who was in a hurry to see her great-grandson, left with a trembling face. She was probably furious but couldn't vent her anger and had to force a smile to maintain a decent appearance, which required a very high level of control over her facial muscles.

Yan Sen could only express his admiration. As expected of an old man, there were still things he could learn from him, aside from the fact that the old man was older.

Lu Ci left quite gracefully, coming alone and leaving alone. Before leaving, he even grinned at Yan Sen, and the admiration in his single eye gave Yan Sen goosebumps.

The most baffling one has to be Old Master Lu Jin.

The old man arrived full of vigor, his mouth agape and his voice booming, but he left in a huff, muttering curses under his breath, seemingly quite "satisfied" with the hospitality he received at the Celestial Master's Mansion.

"There's not a single good person, young or old, on Mount Longhu!"

Old Master Lu stood in front of the mountain gate, pointed at the golden signboard of the Celestial Master's Mansion and launched into a tirade, then turned around, got into his car, and left with considerable resolve.

Strangely, his two beloved great-grandchildren, Lu Linglong and Lu Lin, were "forgotten" on the mountain as if they were a burden.

According to Lu Linglong, her grandfather had given her and Lu Lin some instructions before he passed away, and the situation was roughly as follows—

"This beating can't be for nothing! You have to learn something from it!" Lu Jin put his arm around Lu Lin's shoulder, bent down, and whispered to them furtively, "I've noticed Zhang Zhiwei hasn't been looking too well lately. It's karma. Yan Sen improved the Golden Light, didn't he? I don't expect you two to achieve the same results as him, but you should at least learn from his experience and make some other improvements. I need to be better than Zhang Zhiwei at least in one area!"

That concludes Lu Linglong's answer.

After hearing this, Yan Sen looked completely bewildered and went to ask his grandmaster for an explanation.

"Grand Tutor, what's Master Lu up to? I noticed it right after I finished fighting with Lin-ge; his attitude seemed a bit off. Does he really think I went too far?"

Upon hearing this, a barely perceptible smile flickered in Zhang Zhiwei's usually calm eyes.

"That old Lu..." The old master shook his head, his tone tinged with helplessness and a hint of mockery, "He's over a hundred years old, yet he acts like a child. He's holding back his anger."

"Holding your breath?" Yan Sen's curiosity was piqued. "With whom? With you? Back then... Oh? Oh!"

Combining the previous conversation, the inexplicable mention of the three pills by Master Lu, and Master Lu's reaction after Lin Ge was knocked unconscious, Yan Sen suddenly realized and understood everything.

He must have been beaten by his own grandmaster back then, and it looked like it was quite severe.

"That's how it is. You're really smart." Zhang Zhiwei raised his hand to flick Yan Sen on the forehead, but Yan Sen skillfully dodged it. "However, since they've stayed, don't let them sit idle. You and Lingyu are about the same age as them, so you're practically hosts. I don't need to teach you how to treat guests, do I?"

After saying that, the old master walked back to the backyard with his hands behind his back, leaving Yan Sen with only an unfathomable back view.

Yan Sen rolled his eyes.

How to treat guests?

understood.

So this means I'm just continuing to be a nanny.

As a result, two more "unofficial staff" were added to Longhu Mountain.

It has to be said that young people are more adaptable than old men.

After Lu Lin was slapped unconscious by Yan Sen, she was depressed for only ten minutes after waking up before she completely accepted the reality that she was inferior to him.

This guy is quite a character. Not only did he not hold a grudge, but it was as if some strange switch had been flipped, and he actually became familiar with Zhang Lingyu, calling him "Master Lingyu" at every turn, acting all intimate.

Sure enough, the day after the sparring session ended, another mouth was added to Yan Sen's secret base.

The usually dignified and aloof Master Lingyu was now squatting undignifiedly on a rock by the melon field.

Holding half a watermelon in his arms and a metal spoon he'd somehow acquired, he was engrossed in his work.

"Xiaoyu, slow down. Haven't you ever heard of gossip before? Don't choke on your own words."

Yan Sen reminded him helplessly.

Upon hearing Yan Sen's voice, Zhang Lingyu froze.

He suddenly raised his head, his mouth still stuffed full of watermelon, his cheeks bulging like a hamster's. His usually cool eyes were now blazing with fury.

"Ugh! Ugh ugh ugh! Aba aba... Pfft!"

Zhang Lingyu waved her spoon excitedly, making a series of indistinct syllables, clearly wanting to curse, but her mouth was blocked by the watermelon.

Yan Sen took a step back with a look of disgust, dodging the watermelon juice that might splash out.

Speak human language. I can't understand it.

At this moment, Lu Lin, who was sitting next to them, earnestly acted as their translator.

"Brother Yan, what Master Lingyu said is true: You heartless thing, you've been cheating me since I was a child, and you never think of me when there are good things. Being friends with you is the biggest mistake he has ever made, so he has decided to break off all ties with you."

Yan Sen: "..."

He glanced at Zhang Lingyu, who was still showing off with an indignant expression, and then at Lu Lin, who was talking nonsense with a straight face.

"Brother Lin," Yan Sen took a deep breath, pointing at Zhang Lingyu, "Let's not even talk about how you managed to glean so many layers of meaning from that string of 'abba aba'... does this guy really have that much information in that string of mutterings?"

"Uh..." Lu Lin stammered.

"Besides," Yan Sen sat up straight, pointing at Zhang Lingyu, "what do you mean I didn't think about you? My orchard has only been ripe for a few days! Grand Tutor and Master Tian only found out the day before yesterday. You want to break off our friendship? Fine! Then spit out everything you've eaten! And compensate me for all the brain cells I've lost over the years trying to find ways to torment you!"

"Cough cough cough—!"

Zhang Lingyu, who was swallowing watermelon, choked on these utterly shameless remarks.

"Cough cough cough...you..." Zhang Lingyu's face flushed red as she pointed at Yan Sen, her fingers trembling. "Listen to this! Is this even human language?! I've already...I've already..."

"And you even served as my mount?" Yan Sen raised an eyebrow. "That was your punishment for losing, don't make it sound like you did it voluntarily."

"You!" Zhang Lingyu was speechless with anger.

"Brother Yan, please stop teasing Master Lingyu." Lu Lin tried to smooth things over, looking at Yan Sen with a strange glint in his eyes. "Actually, Master Lingyu and I didn't just come here to watch the drama unfold."

"Oh?" Yan Sen casually picked a grape and tossed it into his mouth. "Why is that? Tell me?"

"Let's have a friendly exchange."

The two said in unison.

"Master Lingyu said," Lu Lin spoke on his behalf, "In a one-on-one fight, we are indeed no match for Brother Yan. We acknowledge that."

Zhang Lingyu gave a haughty snort from the side, which was taken as tacit agreement.

"But!" Lu Lin's tone shifted, her voice rising several octaves, "Two fists can't fight four hands! Lingyu Zhenren and I have discussed it, and from today onwards, we've formed an 'Alliance to Destroy Yan Sen.' Whether it's a friendly spar or a duel, we'll fight together! Until... until we beat you to a pulp!"

Yan Sen was stunned.

He looked at the two kids in front of him, who were less cunning than him combined, and suddenly felt a little amused, and also a little inexplicably... inspired?

"Two against one?" Yan Sen stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "That's kind of interesting."

"Scared?" Zhang Lingyu finally found a chance to interject. He put the half-eaten watermelon aside, stood up, and a faint golden light emanated from his body. "If you're scared, call me Master, and don't you dare trick me again!"

"Afraid?"

Yan Sen smiled.

He laughed so hard his shoulders shook, and tears almost streamed down his face.

"Xiaoyu, why are you talking in your sleep in broad daylight?"

.........

Not far away, under the grape trellis, on a large, protruding blue stone.

Lu Linglong and Chen Duo, two little girls, were sitting side by side, each holding a slice of watermelon and swinging their legs.

This location offers a wide view, overlooking the entire melon field.

"Duo'er, look, look!" Lu Linglong excitedly pointed to the three people facing off below. "It's about to start! I knew my brother wouldn't be satisfied. He couldn't sleep last night, and this morning Master Lingyu called him out to whisper among himself. Look at this, two against one! Brother Yan is probably in trouble now!"

The pink ahoge on Lu Linglong's head swayed back and forth with her movements, making it look particularly lively.

Upon hearing this, Chen Duo sighed softly, put the melon rind in her hand aside, and a genuine sympathy appeared on her small face.

"Oh..." the little girl said softly, "Then your brother and Xiaoyu are so pitiful."

"Hmm?" Lu Linglong blinked her big eyes. "Why? It's two against one! We have a good chance of winning!"

"Because they don't understand." Chen Duo tilted her head, recalling the feeling when Yan Sen taught her to guide her Qi in the hidden fortress. "If Brother Sen is unhappy, he won't even dare to move the Gu in my body. Those two... can't win."

Lu Linglong: "..."

Lu Linglong opened her mouth, about to say something in rebuttal to support her cousin.

But then she thought about it again and realized that what Duo'er said wasn't wrong.

The two girls weren't speaking loudly, but in the relatively quiet valley, especially to a person with keen hearing and eyesight, it sounded like they were broadcasting through a megaphone.

Zhang Lingyu and Lu Lin both stiffened at the same time.

How can we tolerate this?!

"Chen Duo! How dare you call me Xiao Yu now!" Zhang Lingyu pointed at Chen Duo on the large blue stone, her face contorted with grief. "Don't follow that bastard Yan Sen's example! You have to call me Master too! Master, you know that!"

Chen Duo looked puzzled when she was called out, "But that's what Brother Sen calls me... and Brother Sen said it's a term of endearment."

"Oh my... I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have used such foul language, I'm so sorry." Zhang Lingyu quickly swallowed back the curse and apologized to his ancestor repeatedly.

After he finished, he took a deep breath and asked again.

"And what do you mean we can't beat him even if we both attack together?!"

Zhang Lingyu's body shone with golden light, which was pure and condensed, flowing like mercury. Clearly, the frustration of the past few days had made his cultivation level improve again.

"I don't believe it!"

"Today, Brother Lu and I will show you what it means to be outnumbered and what it means for karma to be cyclical!"

Lu Lin also stood up. Although he didn't say anything, his skin instantly became crystal clear. He had activated the Reverse Life Triple Realm, clearly indicating that he was ready to go all out.

Yan Sen looked at the two spirited "hot-blooded youths" and stomped his foot in exasperation.

It's really exciting for teenagers to team up with friends to take down a boss, but if you were the boss yourself, that would be... even more exciting!

"Sigh..." Yan Sen sighed, "I originally wanted to get along with you as an ordinary person, but what I got in return was misunderstanding and challenges."

"Fine, since you guys are so eager to get beaten up..."

Yan Sen flexed his wrists, a flash of cyan-gold light in his eyes, and a wicked smile that sent chills down their spines curled at the corners of his mouth.

"Then let's go."

"But let me make this clear from the start: if we lose this time, the weeding and fertilizing work in this orchard will be your responsibility from now on."

"And..." Yan Sen pointed to the innocent-looking little girl on the rock, "From now on, when you see Duo'er, you have to call her 'sister.' Want to bet?"

Zhang Lingyu and Lu Lin exchanged a glance, both seeing in each other's eyes a do-or-die determination.

"Let's gamble!"

"Brother Lu, let's go!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"