One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

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His face was as fair as jade, and his eyes as bright as stars.

As she walked, her clothes fluttered, and the ethereal, noble, and even disdainful aura emanating from her very being was almost overflowing.

If a lucky cloud were placed under his feet at this moment, Zhang Chulan would definitely kneel down and call him a god on the spot.

"Holy crap..."

Zhang Chulan swallowed hard, feeling his knees go weak.

"This...this is the Second Master?!"

"Is this some kind of celestial being descended to earth?!"

Zhang Tianyi walked up to the two of them, flicked his whisk lightly, and wore a faint, compassionate smile on his face. His voice even became a little more ethereal:

"Chu Lan, what are you standing there for?"

"Aren't you going to lead the way?"

Zhang Chulan shuddered and instantly understood.

Second Master is... about to start showing off again!

And judging from this, today's level of sophistication is aiming for the level of a "land-based immortal"!

"Alright! This way please!"

Zhang Chulan immediately bowed, adopting the posture of a eunuch serving the emperor, his face full of obsequiousness:

"The car has been arranged! A private chauffeur! A Rolls-Royce! Absolutely befitting your status!"

Zhang Tianyi nodded slightly and got into the car with light steps.

His posture, his gaze—even when he was getting into a ride-hailing car, he exuded an aura of soaring through the clouds.

……

Half an hour later.

A high-end villa area located in the suburbs of Beijing.

This place is tranquil and secluded, with land so valuable that only the wealthy and powerful reside here.

Zhang Chulan, along with Zhang Tianyi and Feng Baobao, stood in front of a rather impressive detached villa.

"Master, this is Master Wang Ye's house."

Zhang Chulan lowered his voice and said, "I was feeding mosquitoes in the bushes over there yesterday."

"Hmm, the feng shui is good; it's a place that can attract wealth."

Zhang Tianyi glanced at him briefly, then gave Zhang Chulan a look:

"Go, knock on the door."

"okay!"

Zhang Chulan stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

"Ding-dong-ding-dong-"

Not long after, the villa's gate opened.

The person who opened the door was not Wang Ye, but a middle-aged man dressed in high-end loungewear, who was somewhat overweight and had a dignified but slightly tired face.

It was Wang Ye's father, Wang Weiguo, the CEO of China Overseas Group.

Wang Weiguo has been in a bad mood these past two days.

My son has been acting strangely ever since he came back, and there are always some shady people hanging around the house, which is making him suffer from neurasthenia.

Upon seeing three strangers standing at the door, he frowned immediately, his tone becoming somewhat unfriendly:

"Who are you looking for?"

"Um... Hello, Mr. Wang!"

Zhang Chulan quickly put on a smile and was about to introduce himself.

"Infinite Heavenly Lord."

A clear Taoist name, like the sound of a flowing spring, instantly interrupted Zhang Chulan's words and soothed the irritation in Wang Weiguo's heart.

Zhang Tianyi, holding a whisk, slowly stepped forward.

Instead of bowing and scraping like ordinary people, he tilted his head slightly and looked at the billionaire with a level gaze, or even a slightly condescending one.

That look wasn't arrogant, but rather a detached indifference.

"I am Tian Shu, a disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain."

Zhang Tianyi's voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to have its own reverberation:

"Hearing that the descendants of an old friend are here, I have come to pay them a visit."

"Longhu Mountain? Celestial Master's Mansion?"

Wang Weiguo was taken aback.

Although he was a businessman, he knew that his son was a Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain and had connections with the Taoist circle.

And this young Taoist priest in front of me...

That's extraordinary.

That outfit, that whisk, and that face... he's like a deity straight out of a TV drama!

Especially that kind of temperament. Wang Weiguo had seen countless people and could tell at a glance that this was definitely not something that a charlatan could fake.

"This... this Taoist priest, are you looking for Wang Ye?"

Wang Weiguo's tone became slightly more polite, but still carried a hint of wariness:

"Xiao Ye isn't home; he went out early this morning."

"Not here?"

Zhang Tianyi frowned slightly, and did some quick calculations with his fingers—actually, he was just gesturing randomly:

"It's alright, he's gone to deal with some worldly affairs, he'll be back later."

Having said that, Zhang Tianyi showed no sign of leaving.

Instead, he stepped forward, his eyes, which seemed to see right through people, scanning Wang Weiguo up and down.

Finally, it stopped at Wang Weiguo's waist and under his eyes.

"Tsk..."

Zhang Tianyi sighed softly, shook his head, and a hint of regret appeared on his face:

“Master Wang, although your son is not here, it is fate that I have come.”

"This humble Taoist observes that although your forehead is shrouded in the aura of wealth, there is a trace of dark gray mixed within that aura."

"This...is a sign of kidney deficiency and excessive heart fire."

"what?"

Wang Weiguo was stunned.

This dialogue... it sounds like a fortune teller under a bridge.

But the next second, Zhang Tianyi lowered his voice and spoke in a tone that only men could understand—an extremely subtle yet soul-stirring utterance:

"Mr. Wang, have you been experiencing... lower back and knee pain lately? Or insomnia?"

"Does my body feel completely drained after just a little bit of exertion?"

"Even... in some aspects, I feel somewhat powerless?"

boom!

Wang Weiguo's face instantly turned red, a mixture of embarrassment and shock at having his secret exposed.

God!

What a god!

He's really been worried sick lately about the company's troubles and his son's situation, plus he's getting old, so... cough cough.

He hadn't even dared to tell his wife about this, so how could this young Taoist priest have seen through it at a glance?!

"Daoist... Daoist Master... how... how did you know?"

Wang Weiguo stammered as he spoke, his previous wariness instantly turning into awe.

"Observation, auscultation, inquiry, and palpation are merely the superficial aspects of medicine. What I cultivate is the connection between heaven and man; I can diagnose this minor ailment at a glance."

Zhang Tianyi maintained his inscrutable demeanor.

He sighed, looking utterly compassionate.

"So be it. Since it is you and I who have met, it is your good fortune."

"I may have some connection with your Wang family."

"Today, I will give you an opportunity to help you recover."

After saying that, Zhang Tianyi didn't give Wang Weiguo a chance to refuse.

He suddenly raised his right hand, his sword fingers pointing together.

"Alright!"

Zhang Tianyi gave a soft shout.

He didn't use any powerful moves, but instead released a small amount of the vital "innate lightning essence" within his body.

There was really only a tiny bit.

But for ordinary people, this is already a miracle.