Chapter 203. Trying To Save Someone Backfired And Harm Oneself

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TN: These terms will be used in dialogues only.         1. ShiJie: Senior sister, 2. ShiDi: Junior brother, 3. Shifu: Master, 4. Shizu: Sect Master/ Grand master/Ancestor, 5. Shibo: Senior Martial Aunt(Gender Neutral)

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The woman standing at the door was wearing a pure white dress with a camel-colored cashmere coat over it, and carrying a black suitcase. She politely asked, “Hello, I’m looking for Lin Nian’en. Is he here?”

Ni Xinhai was stunned, staring intently at the woman’s unadorned face, trying to find any trace of makeup or plastic surgery. Could someone this beautiful really exist?

Jian Ya originally wanted to go over and say hello, but after seeing the woman’s face, she fell silent. Bi Zetai, Shi Yonghao, and Luo Jiuyuan had unconsciously stood up, their hands clasped together, pressed tightly against their trouser seams, like soldiers waiting for a general’s inspection.

Seeing their behavior, Lin Nian’en couldn’t help but show displeasure. He hurriedly went over to help his senior sister lift her suitcase and said coldly, “This is my ShiJie, Lin Nianci.”

“Ah, Taoist Lin…” Seeing the woman’s breathtakingly beautiful face, Ni Xinhai couldn’t bring herself to call her Taoist, and quickly changed her words to, “Miss Lin, please come in.”

Jian Ya silently stepped aside, and Bi Zetai and the others, facing the woman directly, immediately straightened their backs and flashed their most handsome smiles. Wan Shishu tugged at Bi Zetai’s sleeve, reminding him that his phone was vibrating, but he was still immersed in the woman’s slightly upturned lips and captivating beauty. Her beauty was refreshing and pleasant, gentle and boundless, like a tranquil lake with rippling blue waves.

“Your phone seems to be ringing.” Lin Nianci walked closer and smiled at Bi Zetai. Bi Zetai stared at her blankly, his mind taking several seconds to process her message before he blushed and picked up his phone. Seeing the name flashing on the screen, he subconsciously looked at Jian Ya, who didn’t get angry but calmly said, “Answer it and hear what she has to say.”

“Alright.” Bi Zetai answered the phone, and Park Liyu said anxiously, “Xiao Tai, come over quickly! Teacher Fan is still at my house. Only he can cure your face. Don’t be foolish and delay your treatment!”

The phone was on speaker, so everyone could hear Park Liyu’s words, and they all chuckled disdainfully. Hearing the jeering laughter, Park Liyu’s anxiety was instantly frozen. After a long silence, she finally spoke in a dry voice, “Xiao Tai, are you with them?”

Bi Zetai felt extremely guilty and said helplessly, “Yes, Jiejie, the Taoist priest we’ve been waiting for has arrived, and she can heal us.”

Park Liyu’s heart had already turned cold. She had rushed to call Bi Zetai out of concern and worry, but Bi Zetai had put the phone on speaker, allowing everyone to spectate her. This was incredibly disrespectful and demonstrated that he had completely allied with them.

She should have expected this. Didn’t Xiao Tai also follow Jian Ya to brand events, give interviews, and deny Teacher Fan’s prophecy? In the end, he still chose to side with Jian Ya. But one could hardly blame him for that. Jian Ya is a top-tier superstar with extensive connections and resources. Now that Su Fengxi’s fate is unknown and the entertainment company the Zhang family had invested in for her was on the verge of collapse, it was understandable that he would seek other opportunities.

Park Liyu quickly came to her senses, but she still couldn’t bear to completely give up on this friend, and couldn’t help but ask, “Is that person reliable?”

Bi Zetai glanced at Lin Nianci with a flushed face, his tone incredibly certain, “Yes, very reliable, an exceptionally capable Jiejie!”

“Jiejie?” This sweet and affectionate address caught Park Liyu’s attention.

Fan Jialuo, who was carefully observing a wisp of lingering bad karma, also looked over and suddenly interjected, “Is the one who came a female Taoist priest? Ask him which sect that person belongs to.”

Park Liyu nodded and quickly asked, “Which sect does the Taoist priest you invited belong to?”

Bi Zetai glanced at Lin Nianci and Lin Nian’en, both of whom lowered their eyes and remained silent, clearly not intending to let someone from the unknown know about their sect. That’s how highly skilled people are. They tend to be arrogant and dislike dealing with people like Fan Jialuo who seek fame and fortune—it’s understandable.

Thinking this, Bi Zetai said impatiently, “Anyway, Jiejie and Taoist priest Lin are very reliable, so don’t ask any more questions. What’s it to you?”

“Taoist priest Lin, surname Lin?” Fan Jialuo’s voice came through the microphone, not very clear, but very unique, like the wind blowing in the vast world, hollow yet warm.

Lin Nianci involuntarily looked at the phone in the middle of the call, a glint of light flashing deep in her pupils.

Park Liyu said from the other end, “Yes, the Taoist priest they found is named Lin Nian’en. Do you know him, Teacher Fan?”

“Surname Lin, and name Lin Nian’en. So, is there another person named Lin Nianci?” Fan Jialuo released that wisp of bad karma and slowly walked to Park Liyu’s side. His dark eyes were fixed on his phone, as if he were looking at someone through it.

Lin Nian’en and Lin Nianci could no longer maintain their calm and aloof expressions, their elegant posture had changed to one of tension and vigilance.

“How do you know my ShiJie’s name? Who are you?” Lin Nian’en snatched Bi Zetai’s phone and questioned him sharply.

This time, it was Fan Jialuo’s turn to get impatient. He waved his index finger to Park Liyu, signaling her to end the conversation. Park Liyu didn’t say another word, simply turning off her phone and blocking the contact information of these people one by one. When she reached Bi Zetai, she sighed deeply, unable to understand what these people were thinking.

Hadn’t Teacher Fan given them enough chances? He reminded them time and time again, both in real life and online. Even after they conspired to trick him, Teacher Fan specifically called Jian Ya to give her one last reminder. What could be done to bring them to their senses, and what could be said to make them choose to believe?

Park Liyu’s eyes welled up with tears without her realizing it. She steeled herself and blacklisted Bi Zetai’s contact information, only to unblock it a few seconds later, repeating this process over and over again.

“Teacher Fan, I finally understand how you feel.” She wiped her eyes and said awkwardly, “How did you get through all that doubt from so many people? It must have been so hard for you!”

“I have done nothing wrong to others, nothing wrong to myself, nothing wrong to heaven and earth, so why would I feel bad?” Fan Jialuo waved his hand with a faint smile.

Song Rui said coldly, “If they want to plug their ears and close their eyes, refusing to listen or see, that’s their own business. It has nothing to do with you. You don’t need to feel guilty or blame yourself.” He took Xu Yiyang’s hand and stood up, changing to an exceptionally gentle tone, “Jialuo, let’s go back. There are still some things to be cleaned up at Moon Bay.”

“Alright.” Fan Jialuo stood up to take his leave, but two words lingered on his tongue——En-ci.

On the other end, Lin Nianci patted her exasperated junior brother on the shoulder and calmly analyzed, “He heard that we are from the orthodox Taoist sect and that we are surnamed Lin. Then he deduced my name from yours. It is clear that he should know our Shizu and my mother.”

“What do you mean by that?” Bi Zetai was full of curiosity about everything about this beautiful woman.

“We are both orphans, our fathers are unknown, and we both take our Shizu’s surname, Lin. In the Taoist sect, the Lin surname is a very prestigious one.” Lin Nianci explained gently, “I am slightly better off than Nian’en. I don’t know who my father is, but my mother was a direct disciple of our Shizu, named Enci. Our Shizu had many disciples, but he valued my mother the most. My mother died to save him, so he always held a grudge about it. To commemorate my mother, he named us Nian’en and Nianci respectively, meaning to forever remember Enci.”

As she spoke, Lin Nianci’s smile grew even gentler and more serene. At first glance, her temperament was remarkably similar to that of Fan Jialuo.

Lin Nian’en understood and said in a flash, “When he heard that my name was Lin Nian’en, he immediately guessed that your name was Lin Nianci. This shows that he knows which sect we belong to, and he also knows our Shizu and Shibo Enci.”

“That must be it. He even knows my mother’s name, which means he has a deep connection with the Taoist sect.” Lin Nianci frowned, seemingly feeling very uncomfortable.

Seeing her pale face, Lin Nian’en’s heart skipped a beat. He quickly waved his hand and said, “Forget it, forget it. Who cares who he is? Does he really dare to cross our Tianshui Sect? Since he knows people from the Taoist sect and knows our lineage and origins, so he should understand, all the more clearly, that we are not to be trifled with.”

Lin Nianci’s slightly worried expression softened a little. She looked at the expectant Bi Zetai and the others, and smiled gently again, “Hello everyone, please sit down, don’t be shy.”

Jian Ya couldn’t wait any longer and pointed to her face, saying, “Miss Lin, do you have a way to cure us?”

Lin Nianci did not answer, but carefully examined her, and finally looked at the bottles and jars on the table and the paper with the fish-shaped necklace drawn on it.

“What is this?” She picked up the paper, her eyes gleaming.

“This necklace was given to us by Su Fengxi, but it was taken away later,” Ni Xinhai quickly explained.

Lin Nianci stared at the necklace sketch for a long time, then picked up the bottles and jars and sniffed them carefully. Her eyes showed confusion, “These skin care products are all fine. Where did the evil qi on your faces come from? Why is it only on your face? It’s so strong. Only daily contact would cause this. Can’t you think of any other reason besides these skin care products?”

Jian Ya shrieked, “If we knew the reason, why would we be looking for you?” It’s been long enough. If they were going to cure it, they would’ve done it by now. But this person is dawdling and talking, just not mentioning the stubble, which makes her more and more restless.

Ni Xinhai immediately grabbed her hand and kept giving her meaningful glances.

Wan Shishu hugged herself tightly, feeling extremely uneasy.

Bi Zetai and the other two had completely opposite attitudes, and hurriedly defended her, saying, “Ya Jie, why are you in such a hurry? Miss Lin just wants to find the source of the problem and then completely eliminate the hidden danger. She is doing this for our own good.”

Lin Nian’en originally wanted to confront Jian Ya, but seeing that Bi Zetai and the other two were quite sensible, he gave up.

Lin Nianci waved her hand dismissively, her smile kind and gentle, “It’s alright, I understand Miss Jian’s feelings. Since you’re in such a hurry, I’ll help you dispel the evil qi first before searching for the cause.” She extended her slender, fair hands, her voice soft, “Who wants to go first?”

The gesture was so familiar, it even seemed to overlap with Fan Jialuo’s quiet, waiting posture. So, it really was possible to remove the evil qi that tormented them so much simply by placing their hands on it? Then why did they refuse Teacher Fan in the first place?

Blinded by beauty, Bi Zetai momentarily regained his senses. He closed his eyes, overwhelmed by intense regret and self-reproach. Why had he appeared before the media with Jian Ya and the others, embarrassing Teacher Fan? Why had he listened to Jian Ya and incited his fans to attack Teacher Fan? It all made no sense!

Teacher Fan’s prophecy was true. He hadn’t done anything to wrong them, so why should he suffer their unwarranted retaliation and accusations? Was it too much for Teacher Fan to ask them to issue a public apology? Not at all! Thinking this, Bi Zetai, who was squeezed at the front, hesitated. But he never considered leaving, much less abandoning Miss Lin’s help.

At worst, I’ll apologize to Teacher Fan on Weibo after my face is healed. He pursed his lips, his turbulent emotions slowly calming down.

In the brief moment of his hesitation, Jian Ya had already placed her hand on Lin Nianci’s, waiting anxiously. Lin Nianci gently comforted her, “Don’t be nervous, my spiritual energy is very gentle, and it will never harm you in the process of dispelling the evil qi.”

“Okay, I understand.” Jian Ya nodded, her mood indeed much more relaxed.

Lin Nianci’s voice possessed a soothing magic. When she spoke softly, even the birds in the sky would fly down to listen attentively, let alone people with emotions and discernment. Thus, without realizing it, Ni Xinhai and the others’ anxiety and worry were completely soothed, and they gathered around her, waiting quietly.

Lin Nian’en rested his chin on his hand, gazing intently at his senior sister, his heart and eyes brimming with pride.

Lin Nianci’s magnetic field was like a clear spring, gently enveloping Jian Ya and silently nourishing her body.

Although Jian Ya couldn’t see, she could feel a warm sensation climbing up her arms to her shoulders, neck, and cheeks, then completely covering her scalp. The pores in these areas were all open, as if continuously absorbing spiritual energy and expelling toxins, making her feel completely refreshed.

Her lips trembled with excitement, her inner anxiety completely vanished, replaced by ecstatic joy. She dared to swear on her own life that Miss Lin was definitely a master! Her strength was certainly above Fan Jialuo’s! To create a complete transformation with just a light touch—such ability was simply miraculous! If someone had a terminal illness, perhaps she could even cure them?

I must befriend someone like this, and keep them at all costs! Jian Ya secretly made up her mind, and was about to close her eyes to enjoy this extremely comfortable healing, when she let out a horrified scream the next second. Lin Nianci’s expression also changed abruptly, and she hurriedly let go of her hand.

But it was all too late. The change happened so suddenly that they had no way to deal with it. A faint black flame, as thin as smoke, burned on Jian Ya’s face, then spread down along the gentle magnetic field full of spiritual energy, crawling over her neck, shoulders, and arms, finally covering Lin Nianci’s hands.

No one saw how the black flames were ignited, all they saw was a blur before a black flame enveloped Jian Ya’s face and Lin Nianci’s hands. Both screamed, their previous composure replaced by terror and panic.

Lin Nian’en hurriedly took out talismans and stuck them on his senior sister’s hands, then on Jian Ya’s face, but to no avail, the talismans instantly burned to ashes. The evil qi that had once been so easily suppressed now seemed like dynamite falling into a fire, exploding uncontrollably. What had triggered it? Why had it transformed into black flames? How could it be extinguished?

These questions kept popping into Lin Nian’en’s mind, yet he felt anxious and couldn’t find the answers.

In his panic and confusion, Jian Ya’s delicate and flawless face rapidly festered and oozed pus and blood. Her forehead, where the fat layer was thinnest, revealed a stark white bone—a horrific sight that startled everyone. Lin Nianci’s condition wasn’t much better, her once artfully beautiful hands were peeling away in chunks of dead skin, becoming a bloody mess, destined to eventually turn into bare bones.

“How could this happen! How could this happen!” Lin Nian’en, who had been so composed just moments before, was now completely disoriented. His hands trembled as he pulled out his phone, ready to call his Shifu.

Lin Nianci, enduring the excruciating pain, said, “Shidi, this is definitely not evil qi!”

Lin Nian’en froze, and the phone he was holding in his palm suddenly fell and cracked. At the same time, Fan Jialuo’s words exploded in his mind like a thunderclap—this is bad karma!

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