My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

“Something happened to the Song Group? Why didn’t you…”

Hearing that there had been something wrong with the Song Group since two weeks ago, Old Master Song immediately became anxious and wanted to rebuke his son.

“Dad, I’m sorry,” Song Zhuohai lowered his head at Old Master Song and apologized.

His father’s health was getting worse in recent years. How would he dare to tell his father about this and increase his troubles.

He was already the backbone of this family now, so he should take up the responsibility of supporting this family.

“Ah…” Old Master Song sighed heavily and also understood why his son kept it from him.

“Thank you.”

Old Master Song raised his dry, old hand and patted his son’s shoulder with vicissitudes in his old eyes.

Seeing that his Dad wasn’t angry, Song Zhuohai was relieved secretly.

“No worries.”

“You said there’s a fortune-changing spell inside just then. So, who’s the person who took my Dad’s luck?” Song Zixuan remained silent for a while, then asked Lu Zijia again.

Lu Zijia pointed at the jade dragon in his hands with her chin, “Isn’t the answer in your hands?”

Even though she could know a lot of things with her ability, it wasn’t like she was almighty and could know anything.

Even deities didn’t know everything, right?

Song Zixuan didn’t hesitate this time. He raised the jade dragon in his hands high and threw it on the floor fiercely.

“Bang!”

The dragon carved with emerald immediately shattered.

Song Zixuan quickly squatted down and looked for something suspicious among those shattered pieces of emerald.

The members of the Song family, who put their attention on the jade dragon, didn’t notice that a plume of black smoke flashed out the moment the jade dragon shattered. The plume of black smoke immediately escaped towards the window of the study as if it sensed danger.

However, Lu Zijia randomly released her spiritual power and immediately hit it.

The black Yin energy that was hit by the spiritual energy immediately disappeared from the world.

At the same time, in the basement of a villa in the capital city, a middle-aged man in a Taoist robe, who was meditating, spurted out a mouthful of blood without warning.

“Is it this thing?”

Song Zixuan found a piece of folded yellow paper in the pile of shattered emeralds.

Lu Zijia looked away from the window and glanced at the yellow paper in Song Zixuan’s hands, “That’s right. It’s a talisman.

“There should be your Dad’s date of birth and eight characters of a horoscope, and those of the person who took your Dad’s fortune.”

Song Zixuan unfolded the talisman paper and saw two sets of dates of birth and eight characters of a horoscope on it, as expected.

Seeing another date of birth and eight characters of a horoscope, Song Zhuohai and Fang Yueqiu both showed hatred on their faces.

However, since this wasn’t an appropriate occasion, the two of them forced themselves to repress the strong resentment in their minds.

“Oh right, Master Song, there’s something I forgot to remind you,” Lu Zijia looked at Song Zixuan and suddenly said.

“What?” Song Zixuan had a bad feeling for some reason.

As expected, what Lu Zijia said next proved the bad feelings in his heart.

“Hm, in fact, it’s not a big deal. The reason why the jade dragon has dark energy is because of the talisman in your hands.

“When you picked up this talisman, a small part of the dark energy was attached to your body.

“Don’t worry, it’s really just a small part. It can’t kill you. You may only have a few minor illnesses at most,” Lu Zijia said seriously and nodded heavily as if she wanted to prove that she was telling the truth.

Song Zixuan, “!!!”

What the hell? Was she sure she wasn’t tricking him intentionally?