Dragon Blood Divine Son-in-law
Chapter 287: Feng Shui Master

Chapter 287: Chapter 287: Feng Shui Master

The next day.

Three days had passed, and today was the deadline set by the Han Family and Liu Mingkong.

Chen Xuan received a phone call from Madam Han early in the morning and rushed to the Han family’s old house.

"Chen Xuan, how’s the search for the feng shui treasure land going?"

"You’d better not let us down, otherwise you will be the criminal of the entire Han Family!"

As soon as he arrived, the members of the Han Family began to threaten and scold Chen Xuan.

To those opportunistic people of the Han Family, Chen Xuan simply didn’t care.

With a raise of her hand from Madam Han, the people of the Han Family finally quieted down.

Madam Han’s expression was grave, "Chen Xuan, do we have the upper hand today?"

Chen Xuan honestly replied, "We have an eighty percent chance of winning!"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Han Family were somewhat incredulous.

Han Chengye sneered, "Eighty percent? Chen Xuan, you’re probably only deceiving Grandma. With your abilities, I’m afraid you may not even have a ten percent chance of winning!"

The rest of the Han Family chimed in, "That’s right, you’re just spouting nonsense. Who would believe your nonsense!"

"I think we’re destined to lose this time, and you, Chen Xuan, will be the biggest criminal!"

Madam Han couldn’t stand it anymore, "Enough!"

"If any of you can find a better feng shui site, then continue to berate him; if not, then all of you shut up!"

A furious shout brought silence to the room.

A hint of displeasure flickered in Han Chengye’s eyes.

Previously, the old lady wouldn’t even glance at Chen Xuan, but now she was speaking up for him; this change of attitude seemed too sudden.

It seemed Madam Han had firmly decided to pass on the position of heir to Chen Xuan, that good-for-nothing!

Madam Han looked at Chen Xuan again, "Our Han Family can only survive today by winning, and an eighty percent chance is simply not enough!"

"Where exactly are we lacking in the remaining twenty percent chance?"

Chen Xuan answered, "There’s no specific lacking point, it’s just that since we don’t yet know what Master Sleeping Dragon’s judging criteria are, there’s a twenty percent uncertainty!"

Everyone was astonished.

With that said, if Master Sleeping Dragon’s criteria were fair enough, wouldn’t Chen Xuan actually have a full chance of winning?

Before the crowd could speak, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Rest assured, as I’ve said, feng shui is no child’s play; it has an absolutely fair set of principles!"

"Furthermore, I, Liu Mingkong, still care about my reputation and would not stoop to underhanded tactics!"

As the voice faded, Liu Mingkong, dressed in a Taoist robe, walked in with an imposing manner.

Accompanying him were more than a hundred armed guards in black military uniforms.

These men were all from the Bei family!

With the arrival of these Bei family guards, a deadly presence immediately oppressed everyone in the Han Family.

Three days ago, when Liu Mingkong came alone and threatened to destroy the entire Han Family, the Han Family considered it just a threat.

But at this moment, seeing so many armed Bei family guards surrounding the old residence so tightly that no water could leak through, the people of the Han Family truly felt the approaching of death.

It looked like Liu Mingkong was serious all along!

Suddenly, every member of the Han Family was trembling with fear, their faces pale as ghosts.

Were they really about to face the tragedy of their family being wiped out today?!

Only Chen Xuan, when facing these Bei family guards, remained calm.

"Where is Jingting?"

Not seeing Han Jingting’s figure in the crowd, Chen Xuan immediately became worried.

Liu Mingkong smiled faintly, "Don’t worry, she’s already waiting at Jiulong Mountain. I am very curious, though, about the treasured place you’ve found—where exactly is it?"

Chen Xuan’s expression was icy cold, "You’ll find out soon enough! Since we’re heading to Jiulong Mountain first, let’s not waste any more time and hurry over!"

Afterward, the Han Family and their party were escorted by the Bei Family guards, quickly making their way to Jiulong Mountain in trucks.

Upon reaching the foot of the mountain, they saw Bei Family guards everywhere.

They had actually sealed off the entire Jiulong Mountain, a testament to the Bei Family’s power!

When they reached the summit, they found someone already waiting there.

Feng Bao, along with the members of Fire Leopard Hall, was holding Jingting captive there.

"Jingting!"

Having not seen Jingting for three days, Chen Xuan was overwhelmed with emotion upon seeing her again.

"Chen Xuan!"

Upon seeing Chen Xuan, tears immediately started flowing from Jingting’s eyes.

"Jingting, are you alright? They didn’t mistreat you, did they?"

"Don’t worry, I am fine!"

Hearing this, Chen Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Throughout these three days, he had been constantly worried about Jingting’s safety; now that he was sure Jingting was unharmed, he could finally settle down.

"Hahaha, your affectionate concern for each other is really touching!"

"Your wife is fine for now. But whether she’ll remain unharmed later, that’s not certain!"

A cruel smile spread across Feng Bao’s face.

During these three days, out of fear for the awe-inspiring authority of Mr. Sleeping Dragon, he hadn’t dared lay a finger on Jingting and had to serve her well every day—much to Feng Bao’s frustration.

He was now eager to see Chen Xuan lose to Liu Mingkong.

That way, Jingting would belong to him completely!

Chen Xuan ignored Feng Bao and looked at Jingting, "Don’t worry, I’ll rescue you very soon!"

Liu Mingkong interjected, "Enough with the nonsense, let’s talk about the serious matters."

Liu Mingkong then pointed to a few well-dressed individuals and said, "These eight are renowned Feng Shui Masters in the country and also core members of the Feng Shui Association."

"Especially this Master Yunxing, a leading figure in the Feng Shui World, and also the president of the Feng Shui Association!"

"These individuals are from Yanjing’s circles and do not belong to any of the East, West, South, or North clans. Having them as referees will ensure the fairness of the competition!"

Chen Xuan’s heart slightly relaxed.

It seemed that Liu Mingkong, despite being extremely cunning, still had some standards in conducting his business.

The involvement of so many authoritative figures from the Feng Shui World appeared to guarantee a fair competition.

The nearly eighty-year-old Master Yunxing spoke up, "Actually, we’re just here to witness and, at most, provide corroboration."

"The real criteria for judging victory or defeat will be determined by another method."

Madam Han hastily asked, "What exactly is it?"

Master Yunxing unveiled the cloth, revealing an item to those present.

What they saw shockingly turned out to be a birdcage, with a completely red bird locked inside.

This bird had an unusual appearance; none of those present had ever seen it before.

"What... what is this?"

"Mr. Sleeping Dragon, Master Yunxing, the method of judgment you’re mentioning, it’s not this bird, is it?"

Master Yunxing nodded, "Yes, it is indeed this bird!"

The Han Family members were flabbergasted, scarcely believing their ears.

With so many Feng Shui Masters present, to have a bird serve as a judge seemed utterly ludicrous—were their brains functioning properly?!