Even Big Brother Yu was shocked by his appetite. “Little Xian, you…”
They were all tired and hungry, but no one ate that much, right?
Chu Yi explained, “Qingxian just achieved Qi Refining Entry into Body, so a bigger appetite is normal.”
At those words, the Xuan Arts Masters present all turned red-eyed with envy. Having a powerful Xuan Arts Master Big Boss as a boyfriend was great—he had reached Qi Refining Entry into Body so quickly?
Back in their day, it had taken four or five years of enrollment, screening, and lessons just to sense Spiritual Qi… Yu Third Young Master had clearly been an ordinary person before. Master Chu must have given him special training. If only they’d known he liked men—they could have tried too!
That feeling intensified the next day when Chu Yi set up the Feng Shui Bureau for the Yu Family. He personally guided Yu Third Young Master step by step, benefiting even the onlookers who had come to watch.
“Isn’t the wealth position supposed to be at the diagonal from the entrance hall—solid not hollow, bright not dark?” Meng Shao, the master from Nine Palaces Ridge, asked for advice.
“Of course not. It must be determined more precisely based on the mansion’s geographical location and the Nine Stars Orientation. By the position you mentioned, Greedy Wolf enters the array once every three years—best to avoid it if possible.”
Master Meng pinched his fingers and calculated for a while, confirming it was true. However, Greedy Wolf’s influence on the overall situation wasn’t huge, and it only happened every three years. If it were him, he couldn’t alter the big picture and would just overlook it.
“But minor financial losses can be redirected, right?” Zhang Shaoyi followed up.
“Look at the Left Assistant Position. Greedy Wolf passes right through it on its way in, carrying away the mansion’s vital energy. That directly affects the residents’ health.”
For fortunes, the Yu Family should care more about their loved ones’ health—especially with an elderly patriarch who was the family’s anchor. Such a trade-off wasn’t worth it.
Zhang Shaoyi nodded as if he half-understood. “I’ve learned something.”
In summary, their previous methods were mere trifles. Chu Yi’s approach utilized everything around him to the utmost—a vast, complex, yet exquisitely precise art of Feng Shui.
Meng Shao grasped a bit, but if it were him setting it up, he’d pull his hair out and still couldn’t make it so comprehensive. How was Chu Yi’s brain wired?
He had already taken him as master; apprenticing again would be like betraying his sect, but…
“Master Chu, what do you think of me?”
Yu Qingxian’s face darkened. What did this Master Meng mean?!
Meng Shao realized his words could be misinterpreted and quickly clarified. “No, I mean I’m willing to be Master Chu’s assistant. It’s my honor to follow and learn from you.”
Chu Yi squeezed his own President Yu’s hand and refused without mercy. “Sorry, I’m not used to having someone follow me around.”
Joking aside, teaching his partner and disciples was one thing—letting an assistant freeload on knowledge while prying into their privacy? That never ended well. He absolutely wouldn’t do it.
Moreover, his President Yu’s face had fallen. He looked good even sulking, but Chu Yi would never let his partner get truly upset.
“That Meng Shao—he definitely has ulterior motives,” Yu Qingxian said coldly on the way back to the room.
Chu Yi didn’t think much of it inwardly but nodded in agreement on the surface. “You’re right.”
His President Yu was absolutely jealous!
Yu Qingxian paused, then asked, “When are you going back to the Film Crew?”
“In a few days. I took leave from Ji Dao.” He didn’t really need to—He Zhan was still shaken and wouldn’t recover in less than a week. Plus, his boyfriend Lu Changzhou was hospitalized. They’d been through hardship together this time, just like how he didn’t want to leave President Yu. He Zhan surely felt the same about Lu Changzhou.
Yu Qingxian understood that logic, so that wasn’t what he was really asking. He thought for a moment. “Do you feel inconvenienced living at the Yu Family?”
Chu Yi: “No, everyone in your family treats me great.”
Except Father Yu, but he might have been angered off by President Yu again—he hadn’t shown up all day.
Yu Qingxian: “…”
He fell silent, his phoenix eyes giving Chu Yi a resentful glance before he opened the door and entered first.
Chu Yi caught on and followed. “What do you mean? You don’t want to stay at the Yu Family?”
Yu Qingxian’s long lashes fluttered, but he didn’t look at him. “Didn’t you say you planted Purple Flower Bamboo there, and cultivation yields twice the result with half the effort?”
That was true, but his President Yu definitely didn’t mean that…
Chu Yi held back a laugh. “Then I’ll work overtime tomorrow to finish the Feng Shui Bureau, and we can move the day after?”
Yu Qingxian, seeing he’d gotten it, felt a bit embarrassed. “No need to rush that much…”
“You’re right. If I rush and mess up, that’d be bad.” Chu Yi immediately backtracked.
Yu Qingxian: “…” Could he even keep this boyfriend?!
Chu Yi finally burst out laughing. “I’m kidding. You can trust me with my work, right?”
Yu Qingxian stubbornly held on. “If you think it’s too soon, we can date a bit longer, until you get back from Lake Province…”
Chu Yi sensed something off. He’d thought he’d found himself a little wife—could it be…? Thinking of the terrifying Demon Abyss Yu Qingxian had mentioned, Chu Yi blinked, suddenly gripped by an unprecedented urgency!
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