The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 370 - 218: Watching the Play_2

This is the Water Mirror Technique once used by Guest Elder Master Fan of the Wen Residence, and it’s also one of the spells that Ning Xiaoxian newly learned after possessing Divine Power. Yesterday afternoon, she hung up the token in the Yuhua Hall, in pursuit of a more detailed viewing experience, and she also deliberately chose the position of the token.

The two Water Mirrors in front of her are capturing the scenes in the hall from different angles, ensuring that every person’s detailed expressions and movements inside the hall can be seen. The Divine Skills of this Mystical World are really handy; for a more realistic viewing experience, she adjusted both Water Mirrors to fifty-two-inch rectangular big screens, aiming to achieve an all-encompassing, multi-angle, high-definition, code-free back-projected big movie effect.

As soon as these two Water Mirrors appeared, Changtian had already gotten used to her bizarre ideas, but Miluo was wide-eyed. He had never seen such a... boring Cultivator, actually wasting power to spy on every move of mortals. He completely forgot that he himself had also spent a lot of energy to capture a mortal before.

The drama unfolding in the Yuhua Hall was a saga of familial grace and grudges, with Fatty Qi as the leading actor, supported by several minor roles, and the family servants and maids making a cameo as extras.

"Click," she gently cracked a pumpkin seed, and the grand drama in the hall officially began.

Ever since Fatty Qi learned that his dear second cousin intended to harm him, he had been hurriedly making preparations. Fortunately, having grown up in the Qi Family, he understood his siblings and elders quite well and held something in his hand as leverage.

The person now kneeling in the Yuhua Hall, Qi the Second’s most trusted man, was named Qi Xuan. His father was a slave in the Qi Family, and he was also a house-born slave. Qi the Second had been using him for over a decade with great comfort, and had even bestowed the Qi surname upon him. Noble families like this could honor slaves with a family surname, which was the highest honor.

Originally the absolute confidant of Qi the Second, he was now kneeling in the hall, vehemently accusing his former master of corruption!

Qi Er could not bear it any longer and slammed the table, shouting, "Scoundrel, spouting nonsense! Do you want to have your fingers pulled out and be thrown into the Water Prison?" In this world with an imperfect legal system, many wealthy households had private prisons. As long as the master determined the crime, the slave could be punished before the trial. Of course, most families couldn’t be bothered with filing charges afterward.

Qi Xuan shivered, remembering the hideous corpses that died unjustly in the Water Prison, and he couldn’t help but steal a glance at Fatty Qi. Qi Er was no fool. Remembering that the third brother had just returned home yesterday, and such incidents arose today, how could there be no connection?

Why did the third brother, upon returning, start with him? It was as if all his actions over the years had been observed by him, even though he had disappeared.

Yet, Qi Xuan saw the cold glint in the fatty’s eyes and knew that he had boarded this ship and couldn’t back down anymore. So he gritted his teeth and spilled many secrets like pouring beans from a bamboo tube.

From his narration, Ning Xiaoxian learned that the Qi Family originally started their business in timber and later became wealthy by switching to silk. In the past two years, due to floods, the sericulture harvest significantly declined, and the Qi Family’s business suffered heavily, losing up to two hundred and fifty thousand taels of silver.

Hearing this figure, many people in the scene frowned. They all remembered that the actual loss they heard was not this figure, but three hundred thousand taels.

Qi Xuan knocked his head several times before revealing the truth. It turned out that this Qi Second Master, despite the family sustaining such severe losses, still falsified the accounts further, exaggerating the deficit and embezzling fifty thousand taels of silver himself.

If the business had been thriving, his embezzling some silver might not have mattered much. However, with the Qi Family business suffering such a major blow, he still dared to fill his own pockets, completely disregarding loyalty, filial piety, and benevolence. Disgust and hatred appeared in the eyes of the Qi Family members.

And this was just one of the instances of embezzlement by Qi the Second that Qi Xuan had exposed. In these six or seven years, he had embezzled nearly two hundred thousand taels of silver.

Ning Xiaoxian elegantly swallowed a piece of mung bean jelly cake—helpless, being watched by two handsome men, she subconsciously paid attention to her manners—and then shook her head and laughed: "This guy is really too stupid, no wonder he’s ranked second! Qi the Second is so incompetent, it’s too easy for Fatty Qi to handle him; this time the question posed to Fatty Qi was too simple."

Miluo was originally disdainful too, but thinking that he was still recovering from injuries and there was excitement to watch, why not join in? So, he also started watching with a pair of reddened eyes.

Meanwhile, Qi the Second was rebutting Qi Xuan’s claims, saying he was falsely accusing without evidence. Everyone in the Qi Family watched their internal strife coldly; after a while, Fatty Qi brought out a stack of account books.

Qi the Second’s face turned pale at the sight of the account books because all these books were managed by his granduncle, who was aware of all his sneaky deeds and had also taken many benefits from him. But seeing his granduncle now standing aside, with eyes half-closed, clearly siding with Fatty Qi now.

Qi the Third had just returned for half a day and had already won over the granduncle! He felt a hint, and looking around, the brothers who had been friendly to him now avoided his gaze. Then he finally realized, the third brother wanted to doom him to death!

In front of the old patriarch, this stack of account books was opened, and every mistake was marked in red. The old patriarch had also managed the household for many years, and after a glance, he understood and cursed repeatedly, "Scoundrel, scoundrel!"

Fatty Qi saw her trembling all over with anger, quickly offered an elixir, which was, of course, bought at a high price from Ning Xiaoxian. After the old matriarch took the Immortal Pill, she immediately stopped panting, felt energized, her complexion turned rosy, and her limbs were no longer weak...(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on qidian.com by casting recommendation tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)