<strong>Trantor: </strong>Nyoi-Bo Studio


    <strong>Editor: </strong>Nyoi-Bo Studio


    Qiao Jin chose to go home in the afternoon.


    Today had been somewhat rewarding since she’d gotten her hands on a demonized Seed of Spirituality.


    When she got home, Qiao Jin took a closer look at the Feng Shuiyout of the Mu family home. In their eyes, the Mu family was in a prime position.


    After all, it was a big house, so of course, they had a Feng Shui master inspect it before doing the interior design.


    But this sort of Feng Shuiyout, no matter how good it was, seemed so childish in Qiao Jin’s eyes.


    It wasn’t that Feng Shui couldn’t be believed, but it changed in the long-term.


    Magic circles were also divided by whether they had long-term or short-term effects.


    Wealth and power weren’t what Qiao Jin was pursuing, but her current body was slightly weak, so she needed to be strengthened physically. She would treat it aspensation for living in the Mu family’s house. When she walked in, she nced at a servant watering the flowers in the courtyard, and then a wisp of grey energy appeared, momentarily drifting towards the middle of the carefully nted flowers.


    She couldn’t see any changes.


    As the materials of the magic circle, things of nature rarely had the ability to change, and the circle’s formation mainly depended on the power of the magic circle practitioner.


    ording to the information she’d read on the Inte this week, the current understanding of Feng Shui was basically a weakened version of the magic circle, and the most attention was paid to the arrangement of objects and the Feng Shui pattern of mother nature.


    But upon careful scrutiny, she discovered that it did have some meaning.


    Although the powers that Qiao Jin relied on had long been beyond the reach of people nowadays, being able to study Feng Shui showed that people in the modern-era were quite capable as well.


    After entering the Mu family’s house, she found that they hadn’te back yet. Qiao Fei was still out shopping and probably thought Qiao Jin was still out having fun.


    There was no one in the Mu family’s house at the moment. She entered her room in two steps, then she asked the servant to bring the ink, dripped a few drops of her own blood into it, and drew patterns on a huge open space in the room.


    The floor was a newly renovated wooden floor, but it didn’t matter.


    Qiao Jin drew a huge andplex pattern on the ground, the kind that an art student would find mind-boggling.


    After Qiao Jin finished painting it so that every part of the pattern seemed to be connected to every other, the pattern suddenly sank into the floor and disappeared.


    There seemed to be a wave of fluctuations in the house that no one else could feel. With Qiao Jin’s room as the center point, transparent ripples spread through the air. Qiao Jin took out the demonized Seed of Spirituality she had grabbed, then twisted her fingertips, and in a plume of fiery smoke, the demonized Seed of Spirituality turned into ashes, sank into the floor, and disappeared.


    A new and improved Spiritual Array.


    Not only could it help her gradually increase the senses and intuition of this body, but it could also offer protection against some kinds of bacsh.


    But it wasn’t enough.


    She calcted the time, and at thetest, she had a month until the most powerful bacsh would arrive.


    Even she couldn’t tell what it would be. It might be in the form of an ident, or it might be some kind of natural or man-made disaster. In short, it was the kind that could cause her to identally lose her life.


    Qiao Jin wasn’t sure if she could avoid it, but she had to find a way to see Song Yanqing again.


    He had so much death energy that it was only right that some of it be used to better society.


    Of course, the magic circle she drew would also invisibly enhance the Mu family’s luck.


    “She’s in the room?”


    “Yes, Second Young Master. She is in the room.”


    It’s worth mentioning that after the magic circle was drawn, she basically hadplete surveince over the entire Mu family. Even if the walls were soundproof, all information about her reached her ears.


    Mu Qichu, the second young master of the Mu family, was back.


    His voice sounded cold. Unlike Mu Qilian and his obviously hot temper, he was much more level-headed.


    This was the most obvious distinction between the Mu twins.