Chapter 69: The Mahayana Feng Shui Formation – The Nine-Meandering Waters (Part 1)

After the meal, everyone left one after another. Before leaving, they asked Li Chengfeng for his contact information. Li Chengfeng did not refuse and gave them the address of the Suiyuan Hall.

These people were all future clients. Although there had been some unpleasantness with them just now, he was not going to hold a grudge.

Li Chengfeng could be considered to have made a name for himself in one fell swoop. As long as he won the recognition of these people, he would be able to establish a firm foothold in Qingzhou City.

After everyone else had left, Ye Mengyao remained standing by Li Chengfeng's side, unwilling to leave. Her delicate, expressive eyes stared at him with a wronged expression.

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry, my father..."

Before she could finish, she was interrupted by Li Chengfeng's cold voice.

"Miss Ye, you should go back first. I still have matters to discuss with Elder General Chu!"

Without even glancing at Ye Mengyao, Li Chengfeng followed Chu Yunhong to the second floor of the Emperor's Pavilion.

The second floor was decorated even more lavishly, still dominated by huanghuali and red sandalwood furniture, with every single piece being extremely expensive.

Standing by the window on the second floor and looking out, one could see the boundless ocean. A gust of sea breeze blew in, carrying the scent of the ocean—a sensation that left one intoxicated.

Li Chengfeng still found it hard to believe that the Wanghai Pavilion was now his and that he could enjoy this feeling whenever he wanted.

At that moment, Chu Yunhong's voice sounded from behind him.

"Little brother, do you have a method to neutralize the Heaven-Cleaving Malice?"

"I am not yet certain. I can only be sure after inspecting the other party's feng shui layout!"

Li Chengfeng turned around and replied with a solemn expression.

Without seeing the other party's feng shui layout, he dared not speak with absolute certainty.

With a smile on his face, Chu Yunhong was very satisfied with Li Chengfeng's reply. Not boasting, mature and steady—he was indeed a person capable of accomplishing great things. He then said,

"Little brother, get some rest early. We will set off for Haicheng tomorrow!"

"Understood!"

Li Chengfeng nodded. He had not expected to depart for Haicheng as early as tomorrow, which showed just how urgent this matter was.

He also harbored some doubts in his heart. Since the Nine Chrysanthemums Faction's Yin-Yang feng shui masters wanted to disrupt the feng shui dragon vein of the Huangpu River, the nation's mysterious organizations, the Dragon Gate Eight Bureaus and the Dragon Guard, would certainly not stand by idly.

If even the Dragon Gate Eight Bureaus and the Dragon Guard were helpless against the Heaven-Cleaving Malice, it was evident how extremely tricky this matter was.

As for the person Elder General Chu had personally come to Qingzhou City to seek, who on earth could it be that required his personal visit?

Although he had many questions in his mind, he did not dare to ask too much. In Li Chengfeng's eyes, this was simply a transaction: ask what should be asked, and say not a single word about what shouldn't be.

Early the next morning, Li Chengfeng and Wang Bin boarded Elder General Chu's private plane and flew toward Haicheng.

Qingzhou City was not very far from Haicheng. After about an hour and a half, the plane landed at Haicheng's Donglan International Airport.

Three cars bearing military license plates had been waiting at the airport for a long time. Following behind Chu Yunhong, Li Chengfeng got into a car the moment he stepped off the plane and arrived at the Shangri-La Hotel located by the Huangpu River.

The Shangri-La Hotel was Haicheng's earliest five-star grand hotel, situated right by the Huangpu River. It consisted of two buildings: one called the Pujiang Building, and the other called the Ziyan Building.

Chu Yunhong had booked two luxury suites in advance at the Pujiang Building of the Shangri-La Hotel.

When Li Chengfeng stepped out of the car, the first thing that caught his eye was Haicheng's landmark architecture, the Oriental Pearl Tower. Turning his head to look in the other direction, he saw the once-tallest building in China, the Jin Mao Tower.

Right beside the Jin Mao Tower, another towering skyscraper had recently risen from the ground—the Haicheng Economic Center Tower, jointly built by people from the island nation and a certain Western country.

Li Chengfeng was instantly captivated by this structure. The soaring skyscraper stood between heaven and earth in the shape of a military saber.

The entire building was covered from top to bottom with azure-blue tempered glass.

The design of this skyscraper differed greatly from ordinary buildings; its two sides were not flat surfaces, but smooth, sharp edges, making it look like a military saber.

Under the sunlight, the glass emitted a dazzling glare, looking from afar like a blade emanating a chilling aura.

The top of the building featured a rectangular void, the shape of which strongly resembled a national flag. At noon, if one stood beneath the building and looked up at the sun through this rectangle, perspective would create an illusion: the sun did not seem to be in the sky, but rather suspended inside the rectangular void at the top of the building.

The reflection between the rectangular void and the sun formed a solar flag. This was the brilliance of the Nine Chrysanthemums Faction's Yin-Yang feng shui masters: using the void as the body of the flag and the sun in the sky as the emblem, they had erected a solar flag in the economic center of China.

At sunrise in the morning and sunset in the afternoon, when the angle of the sun ran parallel to this skyscraper, looking at the sun through the void at the top also revealed a solar flag.

Looking at the building as a whole, its edged sides resembled a military saber, while the central void reflected the sun, forming a feng shui formation known as "Double Sabers Supporting the Sun," or alternatively, "Military Saber Supporting the Sun."

Shifting his gaze to the close-at-hand Huangpu River, every morning when the sun rose, the shadow of this saber-shaped skyscraper fell like a military saber descending from the heavens, slashing right across the Huangpu River.

This was precisely the so-called Heaven-Cleaving Malice.

Li Chengfeng drew a sharp breath. He had to admit that the methods of the Nine Chrysanthemums Faction's Yin-Yang feng shui masters were truly formidable.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this skyscraper might look magnificent and spectacular, but in the eyes of a feng shui master, it was not spectacular at all; rather, it was a feng shui layout designed to wreak havoc on China.

Noticing that Li Chengfeng was frozen in place, staring at the soon-to-be-completed skyscraper not far away, Chu Yunhong, who had just stepped out of the car, smiled faintly and asked in a gentle tone,

"Little brother, have you discerned some profound mystery?"

"Yes!"

Li Chengfeng politely nodded, acknowledged the statement, and casually murmured,

"Borrowing the malice of the firmament to sever the meandering dragon water; saber malice surging forth to afflict all directions..."

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Chu Yunhong.

"Little brother, this is not a place to talk. Let us go upstairs and discuss it."

Chu Yunhong was somewhat surprised by Li Chengfeng's reaction. He had not expected that within a mere minute of stepping out of the car, Li Chengfeng would have already seen through the feng shui layout of that skyscraper.

Inwardly, he sighed in amazement. This young man was no ordinary person—even more formidable than anticipated. He felt as though he had struck gold.

Only then did Li Chengfeng notice the bustling crowd around them, realizing that this indeed was not the place for conversation. He followed behind Chu Yunhong to the luxury suite booked in advance.

From Qingzhou City all the way to Haicheng, Chu Qingyan had remained by Chu Yunhong's side. She maintained an air of haughtiness throughout, refusing to even glance at Li Chengfeng and Wang Bin, let alone speak to them.

To a young heiress born into an elite aristocratic family, bumpkins like Li Chengfeng and Wang Bin were simply unworthy of speaking to her.

Wang Bin had also spoken very little along the way because his self-esteem had suffered a severe blow.

Walking through the luxurious grand hotel, Li Chengfeng and Wang Bin continually drew strange looks from the crowd. Slippers, shorts, and a tacky T-shirt were utterly out of place in this bustling metropolis.

Walking beside Li Chengfeng, Wang Bin said with a hint of regret,

"This is too humiliating! Had I known we were coming to Haicheng, I would have gone home to change into my best clothes!"

Li Chengfeng wore an embarrassed expression as well; they had departed in such a rush that he hadn't changed into decent attire.

At this moment, Chu Yunhong realized this oversight and said with an apologetic smile,

"Little brother, it was my oversight. I forgot to have two well-fitting outfits prepared for you. Later, I'll have Qingyan take you both to buy a few sets."

Li Chengfeng was just about to refuse when Chu Qingyan chimed in with a look of utter disgust,

"Whoever wants to go can go. I am definitely not taking these two bumpkins to buy clothes; it's too humiliating!"

"You must go, this is an order!"

Chu Yunhong still retained the demeanor of a military man, always resolute and unwavering in his commands. Although Chu Qingyan wore a look of intense aversion, she ultimately had no choice but to agree.

They soon arrived at the pre-booked luxury suite. Standing by the window, the entire scenery of the Huangpu River was laid out in panoramic view, with the famous Haicheng scenic spot, the Bund, directly across the river.

Skyscrapers stood in dense clusters, presenting a scene of a prosperous and flourishing era. As Li Chengfeng was admiring the beautiful view, Chu Yunhong's voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Little brother, can you see through the feng shui layout of the Huangpu River?"