Song Mountain was located in the imperial capital, different from the mountain that Huan Hershel had lured Wen Tinglan to last time.
The mountain was a famous tourist spot in the imperial capital; March to May was the peak season, with many visitors from all over the world.
Once the Grand Formation was activated, it would affect not just the tourists on the mountain but the entire imperial capital as well.
Of course, taking a bit of luck from everyone wouldn’t pose a threat to their lives, and most likely, no one would even notice.
But the method was indeed very sinister.
Bit by bit, the little luck collected from each person, when combined, was enough to sustain the Xie Family for a hundred years.
The Xie Family had actually let their Great Elder take other people’s luck to nourish the Xie Family.
This was not a decision that Patriarch Xie and the Elders Council could make.
It could only be an order from Xie Huanran.
Di Wu Yue was startled and muttered, "I’ve memorized all the Feng Shui books by heart, and I can assure you that this Grand Formation is not in any of them."
She didn’t like to study, but she couldn’t help being mentally agile.
She could understand at a glance, never forgetting what she saw.
This was also why Di Wu Chuan was so frustrated with her.
If only Di Wu Yue had taken her studies more seriously, she could have reached the level of Di Wu Shaoxian.
Di Wu Yue’s talent far exceeded that of her three siblings.
"Mm, don’t blame yourself for not knowing, such a Feng Shui Grand Formation wouldn’t be found in any book. I was thinking that perhaps Old Mr. Chuan might have mentioned it to you," Ying Zijin’s gaze darkened, "Wait for me at the entrance, ask the organizers to postpone the ceremony."
Upon hearing this, Di Wu Yue became alert, "Okay, I’ll ask the organizers to postpone the ceremony on the pretext that I have a stomachache."
No matter what, within the Feng Shui Divination Circle, the Di Wu Family had absolute authority.
Ying Zijin ended the call and returned to the meeting hall to bid farewell to the elders from the Judicial Hall before immediately heading to the entrance to the Ancient Martial World, towards Imperial Capital Songshan Mountain.
The Second Elder was beaming, "Big brother, Miss Ying is definitely introducing a girl to me."
Fu Yunshen lifted his eyelids and glanced at him indifferently.
The Great Elder shook his head and sighed.
Finding joy amidst troubles could indeed lift one’s spirits a bit.
**
Song Mountain.
The sun was just right today, and the cherry blossoms were in full bloom.
Being noon, many tourists were dining in the restaurants on the mountain.
They were completely unaware that at the summit, a group of real Diviners were gathering, and a sinister Grand Formation was plotting to take their luck.
Ying Zijin used her inner strength to rush through the Ancient Martial World, and by the time she reached Song Mountain, it was already an hour and a half later.
Di Wu Yue was clutching her stomach, looking downcast, "Sister, if you didn’t show up, they would think I had lost control of my bowels."
"You’ve worked hard." Ying Zijin pulled her baseball cap down, "Where are they?"
"Over there," Di Wu Yue whispered, "Sister, you’re right, his face looked very wrong when I said we have to postpone the ceremony."
Ying Zijin eyed the Great Elder sitting in the pavilion, her phoenix eyes slightly narrowed, "He has been hurt badly in the past because of divining my fate, otherwise this Grand Formation would have been activated long ago and not waited until today."
Di Wu Yue gasped, "This old thing, he’s really too bad."
The girl’s face was all covered up, and the Great Elder didn’t recognize her.
Seeing Di Wu Yue approaching, he contained himself but still asked amicably, "Miss Yue, are you okay now?"
"All good, all good," Di Wu Yue pretended to clutch her stomach again, "Ah, I’m sorry, I ate something bad yesterday, please forgive me."
"Miss Yue, no need to apologize, we all have urgent moments," the Great Elder stood up, "Since Miss Yue is fine now, let’s start."
"No need to start," Ying Zijin turned her head, "There’s no ceremony today."
The Great Elder’s expression changed, "Who?!"
He turned around and saw a girl not yet twenty, his face darkened, "Such a young age, don’t you know how to respect your elders?"
Ying Zijin looked up, her tone lazy, "You?"
The Great Elder choked, his face turned green.
The other Diviners couldn’t stand it any longer.
"Great Elder, don’t mind her, if she doesn’t want to learn, we don’t have to listen."
"Who are you anyway? Do you know who this is? Which family are you from? If you’re part of our Feng Shui Divination Circle, don’t you know to respect the elders?"
The Great Elder stroked his beard, his mood lifted.
He said lightly, "Enough, I won’t take issue with her."
"I will," Ying Zijin rolled up her sleeves, indifferently, "Heaven Sacrificial Grand Formation, the Xie family really has great ambition."
The Great Elder’s pupils contracted sharply, "You..."
Bad, the plan has been exposed!
But aside from Di Wu Chuan, how could anyone else know about the Heaven Sacrificial Grand Formation?
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