Volume One, Chapter Six: Judging People by Their Appearance!

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The reason Qi Wuxie acted just now was neither out of sudden goodwill nor to deliberately show off his skills. It was because Yun Zhiqiu possessed a unique constitution—an extraordinary one at that. More precisely, her constitution was that of a top-tier Phoenix Spirit Body.

Qi Wuxie cultivated the "Evil King’s Six Desires Heart Sutra," which, as his cultivation deepened, caused a large accumulation of the Six Desires Poison within his body. Now, the poison had permeated throughout his entire body, and he needed to find seven women with special constitutions to engage in dual cultivation to dispel the poison.

When he sensed the aura emanating from Yun Zhiqiu’s body just now, his heart leapt in surprise. Unique constitutions were exceedingly rare—finding one even among a million, or ten million people, was nearly impossible.

Earlier, to confirm whether Yun Zhiqiu truly had a special constitution, he had deliberately activated the "Evil King’s Six Desires Heart Sutra" to verify. The result did not disappoint: Yun Zhiqiu was indeed a special constitution, a Phoenix Spirit Body no less.

This filled Qi Wuxie with immense joy.

“Yun Zhiqiu—a fine name indeed. The Yun family from the southern heavens—so it’s truly from that lineage,” he murmured to himself.

When he had saved the elderly man earlier, his spiritual energy had also probed the man’s body. He discovered that the old man’s qi and blood were severely deteriorated, his internal organs failing. It was clearly due to cultivation issues compounded by hidden injuries that left his organs in a state of long-term overload.

Such injuries were not common among ordinary people. The old man had likely been a warrior in his youth.

“There’s plenty of time ahead. Since I’ve found a special constitution, there’s enough time to win her over,” Qi Wuxie thought. “Besides, we will meet again soon.”

A bright smile spread across his face as he returned quickly to the basement in the old district.

“Mom, I’m back,” he called as he knocked on the door. His younger sister, Tang Qingyi, opened it. Their mother, Tang Mowan, was tidying up inside.

“Brother, where did you go? You’re back so soon?” Tang Qingyi’s face lit up with a sweet smile, her spirit entirely different from before.

“I went out to handle some matters,” Qi Wuxie replied.

“Xiaoyi, Mom, come with me—we’re moving,” he said.

“Moving?” Tang Mowan and Tang Qingyi both paused, a trace of bitterness appearing on their faces. The latter said, “Brother, our family is out of money.”

For five years, all their money had been spent on their mother's medical treatments. They had no funds to move to a better place.

Qi Wuxie’s nose tingled. “Mom, Xiaoyi, don’t worry. I’ve already found a place. Just come with me.”

He took their hands and left their home, hailed a taxi, and soon arrived at Yunhe Garden.

“Son, did you bring us to the wrong place? Isn’t this here?” Tang Mowan’s eyes flickered with panic as she looked at the villa district.

Yunhe Garden was a property of the Tianyu Group. Any villa here would start at tens of millions. How could her son have just returned with enough money to buy a house here?

Tang Qingyi tugged at Qi Wuxie’s hand. “Brother, let’s leave. Someone might come to kick us out.”

The humble words pierced Qi Wuxie’s heart with inexplicable pain.

Five years ago, their family was not the wealthiest but had assets worth over a hundred million. Their mother was a strong businesswoman; their sister, a school beauty with her own dignity.

But everything changed because of the Zhou family.

For five years, their mother and sister endured endless humiliation and torment. Their pride had been trampled repeatedly. They had grown accustomed to disdain and cold treatment.

“It’s okay, Mom. Just come with me,” Qi Wuxie said with a smile.

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“Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing? Who let you in just now? Get out immediately!” Suddenly, two men in security uniforms appeared, blocking their path.

One was tall and stout, his expression hostile as he pointed at Qi Wuxie, sizing up the three of them with contempt and disdain.

Qi Wuxie barely furrowed his brow, producing the key Yun Zhiqiu had given him. “Someone gave me this house. This is the key.”

“Someone gave you a house here? Are you out of your mind?” another man sneered.

“Look at how ragged you’re dressed. Don’t you know where this is?” the stout man said, pointing to a huge stone plaque some distance away, inscribed with bold characters.

“Yunhe Garden Villa District! Houses here cost anywhere from hundreds of thousands to millions per square meter. Even if you worked your whole life, you wouldn’t afford one square meter!” he spat.

“If you know what’s good for you, get lost. Otherwise, don’t blame us for taking action!”

The two men stepped forward menacingly.

Tang Qingyi bit her lip. “Brother, let’s go. Don’t cause trouble.”

Qi Wuxie’s gaze grew cold. He raised the key again.

“Open your filthy eyes and see clearly. This is the key to a villa here!”

“What key?” the stout man bellowed.

“I told you to leave, but you won’t. Where did you get a fake key, trying to swindle here? You must be tired of living!” the stout man shouted.

“Grab them! Throw these blind fools out!” he ordered, reaching for the key.

Qi Wuxie’s mood darkened. Seeing their attitude ignited a flame of anger within him.

“You’re just security guards. Who gave you the right to chase people away?”

“Want to fight? Let’s see how many lives you have!”

Qi Wuxie snorted coldly, ready to teach them a lesson.

“Hey! What are you two doing? Who told you to hit people?”

Just then, a sharp voice came from afar. Qi Wuxie turned to see a woman in professional attire briskly approaching.

She was in her early thirties, hair tied back, exuding competence.

“Oh, Sister Liu! Why are you here?” the two guards’ attitudes instantly shifted to respectful.

The woman ignored them, approaching Qi Wuxie with a respectful expression. “Are you Mr. Qi Wuxie?”

“That’s me,” he nodded.

She smiled. “I’m Liu Mei, the manager here. Director Yun called me earlier to keep an eye out for your arrival. Sorry for not noticing you sooner and keeping you waiting.”

Qi Wuxie’s tone was cold. “Don’t mention it. Your security guards are quite intimidating. Ready to hit someone at the drop of a hat.”

Liu Mei’s face darkened. She turned to the two guards. “Wang Wu, Zhao Si, who told you to hit someone?”

“Didn’t you train them to be polite and humble? What have you been doing?”

Wang Wu and Zhao Si immediately felt a chill and hurriedly explained, “Sister Liu, it’s not our fault. This guy came in with a fake key and refused to listen to our warnings.”

“That’s why we...”

“Shut up!”

“Mr. Qi is a guest of Director Yun. Who do you think you are?”

“Enough! You two apologize to Mr. Qi immediately and get lost!” Liu Mei said coldly.

Though the villa district manager, Liu Mei was a low-ranking official in Tianyu Group and had never met Yun Zhiqiu before.

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But today, Yun Zhiqiu had unusually called her to prepare for a guest’s arrival.

Liu Mei did not know the guest’s identity but understood that anyone receiving such treatment from Director Yun must be extraordinary and not to be taken lightly.

Hearing that Qi Wuxie was Director Yun’s honored guest, Wang Wu and Zhao Si’s legs went weak, and they collapsed to their knees.

“Big brother, we’re sorry! We didn’t recognize who he was!” they pleaded.

Tang Mowan and Qingyi were stunned, unable to comprehend the scene.

Those arrogant guards were now groveling on the ground? What did the manager mean by saying their son was a guest of Director Yun?

“Lowly fools, get lost!” Qi Wuxie snorted, and the two men fled as if pardoned.

“Mr. Qi, I apologize for the earlier trouble. We didn’t expect those two to behave that way,” Liu Mei said apologetically.

“No matter. Take us to the villa,” Qi Wuxie replied.

Liu Mei led Qi Wuxie, his mother, and sister deep into Yunhe Garden.

This area was far superior to the villas below.

The villa had three floors, covering four to five hundred square meters.

Fully furnished with utilities, and daily necessities were already prepared.

“Mr. Qi, any other instructions?”

“No, you may leave,” Qi Wuxie gestured, and Liu Mei departed.

“Brother, how did you get this villa? Also, how are you friends with Director Yun?” Tang Qingyi finally asked after Liu Mei left.

Tang Mowan also looked at her son expectantly.

Qi Wuxie smiled. “That’s a long story. I’ll tell you later.”

“Mom, Xiaoyi, go pick the rooms you like. We’ll go out to eat later, and I’ll explain everything then.”

They didn’t ask further.

After choosing their rooms and exploring the villa, the three left and went out to eat.

During the meal, Qi Wuxie briefly recounted how he met Yun Zhiqiu, though he omitted some details.

“That makes sense. With your medical skills, even those people would have to seek your help,” Tang Mowan nodded.

She had personally witnessed Qi Wuxie’s miraculous medical abilities, incomparable to any traditional or Western medicine.

“Mom, Xiaoyi, you just need to live well from now on. Leave the rest to me,” Qi Wuxie said gently, holding their hands.

After the meal, they strolled through the city and soon returned to the old district, arriving at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

“If it weren’t for this clinic these past five years, I don’t think we could have held on,” Tang Mowan said with emotion as she looked at the dilapidated clinic.

Qi Wuxie sighed. Just as he was about to speak, a discordant voice suddenly rang out.

“You three sure are close—I’m almost moved to tears!”

“I’ve been looking for you two for two hours and finally found you!”

“And you, little bastard, you owe me for lunch today!”