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

Within that light, tiny arcs of electricity flickered, but they did not appear violent; instead, they resembled a beating heart, brimming with vitality.

The moment the light appeared, the surrounding air seemed to become fresher, and even the leaves of the nearly withered clivia by the door seemed to turn greener.

"This...this is..."

Wang Weiguo stared wide-eyed, his mouth slightly agape, completely dumbfounded.

Glowing fingertips?!

Is this magic?

Or is it a special ability?!

Before he could react, Zhang Tianyi's glowing sword finger had already gently touched his brow.

"go with!"

boom!

Wang Weiguo felt a warm current surge from between his eyebrows, down his spine, and all the way to his dantian!

That feeling...

It's like drinking an ice-cold Sprite on a sweltering summer day!

It felt like soaking in a hot spring in the dead of winter!

Comfortable!

That felt so damn good!

The body, which had been heavy, suddenly became light. The backache and leg pain were gone, and even the drowsy mind became clear!

the most important is……

He felt a fire reignite in his dantian, which had been dormant for many years!

That's the flame of youth!

It's a man's dignity!

"call--"

A few seconds later, the light faded.

Wang Weiguo exhaled a long breath, his whole body radiant, as if he had become ten years younger!

He moved his hands and feet in disbelief, feeling the surge of energy within him.

"A god...this is a god!!"

Wang Weiguo's psychological defenses have completely collapsed.

This isn't some Taoist priest; this is clearly a living Bodhisattva!

"Taoist Master! No! True Man!"

Wang Weiguo was so excited that he grabbed Zhang Tianyi's hand with great enthusiasm:

"Amazing! Absolutely amazing! I feel like I could kill a bull right now!"

"Please come in! Please come in!"

"Old woman! Come out quickly! We have important guests! Bring out that top-quality Da Hong Pao tea! And... have Zhang Ma cook a good lunch! The very best!"

Looking at Wang Weiguo, whose attitude had completely changed and who now seemed to want to worship him.

Zhang Tianyi maintained his calm and composed smile, subtly withdrawing his hand and lightly dusting off his sleeve.

"You're too kind, Mr. Wang."

"It was just a small favor, nothing to mention."

"However, since you have so kindly invited me, I would be impolite to refuse."

After saying that, Zhang Tianyi waved his whisk at Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao, who were still dumbfounded behind him:

"Disciples, why aren't you following?"

Zhang Chulan: "..."

He looked at his second master's dignified and otherworldly figure, then at Wang Weiguo's admiring expression, and silently gave him a thumbs up in his heart.

Awesome.

When it comes to showing off and conning people, you're the best!

So you managed to win over someone's father?

If Wang Ye were to return and see this scene, wouldn't he be utterly devastated?

"They're here! Grandmaster, please slow down!"

Zhang Chulan immediately got into character and eagerly followed after them.

The group, surrounded by Wang Weiguo like stars around the moon, swaggered into the Wang family villa.

Chapter 60: The Conman Has Been Crippled! Business Godfather Zhang Tianyi?

The Wang family villa, inside the magnificent European-style living room.

The atmosphere at this moment was solemn yet tinged with eeriness, peaceful yet mixed with a touch of absurdity.

Zhang Tianyi sat upright on the priceless genuine leather sofa.

The moon-white Taoist robe spread out, and under the illumination of the crystal chandelier, it seemed to have a soft glow effect.

He held a particularly exquisite purple clay cup in his hand, gently skimming off the foam with the lid, his movements as elegant as a textbook example of "the immortal drinking tea."

Across from him, Wang Weiguo, the billionaire CEO of China Overseas Group, was only sitting on half of his buttocks.

Leaning forward with his hands on his knees, he resembled a primary school student listening to instruction, his eyes filled with fervent admiration and a thirst for knowledge.

"Master Tian Shu, what you just said... about the principle that wealth is like water and should be followed is absolutely brilliant!"

Wang Weiguo's cheeks flushed slightly with excitement, as if the aftereffects of that "divine technique" had not yet worn off:

"I used to only know how to do business, focusing solely on candlestick charts and financial statements. After listening to your explanation, I realize that the ultimate goal of business is actually metaphysics! It's about following the natural way!"

"Hehe, Mr. Wang, you flatter me."

Zhang Tianyi took a small sip of the supposedly 30,000 yuan per tael of top-grade Da Hong Pao tea, and frowned slightly, as if he felt it was not cooked enough. But in Wang Weiguo's eyes, this subtle expression was unfathomable.

He set down his teacup, flicked his whisk lightly, and spoke in a calm yet alluring tone:

"The stock market is actually a flow of Qi."

"Look at the trend of that candlestick chart, the ups and downs, doesn't it resemble what we Taoists call a dragon vein?"

"Huh? A dragon vein?" Wang Weiguo's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes."

Zhang Tianyi began to spout nonsense with a straight face:

"A bullish candlestick represents Qian (☰), and a bearish candlestick represents Kun (☷). When the big players push the price up, it's like a dragon in hiding; when retail investors follow suit, it's like a dragon that has gone too far and will regret it."

"The reason you've been having trouble with business lately is because you've been too focused on the techniques and forgotten the underlying principles."

"You must learn... to govern by doing nothing."

As he spoke, Zhang Tianyi stretched out one hand and made a grasping motion in the air, as if he had grasped something unseen:

"When the leeks grow too tall, they must be harvested; when the bubbles get too big, they must burst. This is the natural cycle."

"If you can understand the yin and yang transformation between cutting and being cut, why worry about not having good fortune?"

"This……"

Wang Weiguo was stunned.

Although there seemed to be some strange words mixed in with these words, combined with the immortal's extraordinary temperament and the unprecedented feeling of comfort in his body at this moment, he was still very happy.

He got it!

This isn't about stocks at all.

This is clearly a philosophy of life!

"Master! No! An immortal!"

Wang Weiguo was so excited he almost knelt down again:

"You're not a cultivator at all, you're practically a Warren Buffett who got sidetracked by cultivating immortality! You're the Soros of the East!"

"If the opportunity arises, I would like to hire you as our group's...lifetime honorary metaphysical consultant! You can name your annual salary!"

"Ugh, that's so cliché."

Zhang Tianyi waved his hand, appearing to regard money as dirt:

"I am a free spirit, unrestrained and dislike being bound by rules. Money is nothing but fleeting smoke to me."

"However..."

He abruptly changed the subject, his gaze drifting almost imperceptibly to Feng Baobao, who was devouring a large Australian lobster with her mouth dripping with oil, and Zhang Chulan, who was stuffing Evian mineral water into his backpack:

"These two of my disciples are like the rising sun, still needing to experience the trials of the mortal world. As for the travel expenses..."

"I'll take it all! The whole thing!"

Wang Weiguo patted his chest and guaranteed, "From now on, I, Wang Weiguo, will cover all the expenses of the two young masters in Beijing! Just ask for anything you want!"

"good."

Zhang Tianyi nodded in satisfaction, a smile that he couldn't hide.

Just as the old man and the young man were chatting happily, as if they were about to become sworn brothers.

"Click".

The fingerprint lock on the villa's main door clicked.

Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open.

A young man wearing loose-fitting sportswear, sporting huge dark circles under his eyes, and carrying a thermos cup walked in.