Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 778: Chapter 585: Man-made Disaster_3

Yang Xiao held his breath, only to see Xiang Fengchen slowly extend his hand and gently place two fingers behind the purple hand warmer, apparently feeling for the pulse. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

A few seconds later, Xiang Fengchen seemed to have discovered something. He tilted his head slightly towards Yang Xiao, and he and Nalan Shuo immediately understood, discreetly drawing closer to shield Xiang Fengchen’s movements. The next second, Xiang Fengchen made a bold move. As he withdrew his hand, he gently pressed down on the hand warmer, and to Yang Xiao’s astonishment, the piece of the hand warmer was pressed down—there were no fingers inside!

The fingers of the Ancestor had been chopped off!

After paying their respects to the Ancestor, Xiang Fengchen slowly stepped back, joining Steward Wu, Yang Xiao, and Nalan Shuo downstairs. When the door opened and the three were seen unharmed, the crowd finally breathed a sigh of relief. Yang Xiao and the others were indifferent, but if Xiang Fengchen and Nalan Shuo had been lost, the mission could have been declared over. freewebnσvel.cѳm

Steward Wu did not trouble them further. After leaving the attic, they encountered several waiting servants who led them back to rest in preparation for the night’s Evil Exorcism.

Once they returned to their quarters, food boxes were already placed on the table, and everyone gathered in the largest room in the middle, which belonged to the three women. As Xiang Fengchen had said the night before, a chair was placed upside down on the table with its four legs in the air and the back facing the doorway.

"Mr. Xiang, what’s the situation?" Zhang Songde was impatient and couldn’t help but ask.

"Is it really a Living Corpse?" Chang Chuchu pressed.

"No, it’s a person," Xiang Fengchen said, his eyes full of confusion as he sat there muttering to himself, "How can this be?"

"Where have his fingers gone?" Yang Xiao asked softly, having been close enough earlier to see clearly.

Xiang Fengchen took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at everyone with complicated eyes, "This Ancestor is not quite right; he... he is also a Feng Shui Master, and a very outstanding one at that."

"A Feng Shui Master?" Jiang Qingluan’s calm face stirred with ripples, "How do you know?"

While listening to the narratives of the three, Xiang Fengchen had only felt for the pulse of Fushou Manor’s Ancestor, and they found it odd that one could determine a profession from taking a pulse.

At those words, Xiang Fengchen raised his left hand, letting his sleeve fall to reveal his wrist, and on his wrist was a strange, arc-shaped callus. Yang Xiao had no reservations and reached out to touch it—hard and very thick.

"The man has a thick callus here, similar to mine. This is a characteristic of the Mage Feng Shui Lineage. We often need to manipulate the Life Chart, and this area gets scraped by the edge of the plate over the years, leaving behind a callus, which is also called the ’Lonely Moon Curse’ within our sect."

"This person’s abilities are unfathomable. His three fingers weren’t injured; he chopped them off himself. The Feng Shui Lineage has a rule: natural disasters may be avoided, but calamities caused by human actions must be resolved. The implication is that once a natural disaster is predicted, the Feng Shui Master can choose to intervene or not, as it is an act against heaven and invites retribution. It’s not mandatory. However, if a man-made disaster is foreseen, they must take action; otherwise, it dishonors the sustenance bestowed by our Ancestor, and it will also ruin one’s own cultivation."

"Resolving such human calamities is not easy; it usually comes with enormous risks. To seek the Ancestor’s blessing, those with deep cultivation will choose to sever one of their fingers, leaving it within the sect or in their own Feng Shui Plate as a symbol of ’Constant,’ securing a ’first opportunity’ for the act. Generally, encountering such a significant event once is enough for a Feng Shui Master, as life and death are unpredictable, and it’s a tremendous hurdle. However, our Ancestor had severed three fingers, which means he used his Life Chart to forcefully interfere with three human calamities; such a feat could truly be said to reach the heavens."

"What kind of calamities are you referring to?" Yang Xiao suddenly asked.

"Rampant slaughter by soldiers, pervasive plagues, the emergence of demons, and the change of dynasties."