Chapter 71: Isn’t the person invited a mysterious master?
Zhang Yuming heard Xuan Qing address Ye Fushu and wanted to correct him, but he was really curious about what he would say next, so he didn't say anything.

Under the gaze of the three people, Xuan Qing slowly uttered a word, "Wait."

Three people: "..."

Because of Xuanqing's words, Yan Xicen and the other two chose to wait.

However, as time passed, no one came out of the room, and the formation still did not move.

An hour passed and Yan Jin couldn't wait any longer.

"We can't wait any longer, we have to go in and take a look."

"We don't know whether the master has gone in or not, but if we wait any longer, my second brother might die. I have to go in and take a look at him."

Yan Jin said, taking a step towards the end of the corridor, "I'll go take a look at the window."

After Yan Jin left, Yan Xicen looked at Xuan Qing who was still studying the formation and asked, "Master Xuan Qing, if we forcefully break this formation, will it affect the people inside?"

The formations set up by the Xuan Master are different from those set up by ancient warriors, and Yan Xicen doesn’t quite understand the impact of the Xuanmen formations.

Xuan Qing was studying the formation. When he heard Yan Xicen's question, he didn't even turn his head. He continued to stare at the formation and shook his head, saying, "It doesn't have much of an impact. It will just make the person who set up the formation aware of it."

After listening to this, Yan Xicen said, "Master, please stand aside."

Xuanqing:?
He subconsciously stood aside and looked back at Yan Xicen, only to see Yan Xicen mobilizing his energy and attacking the formation.

Xuanqing:!
"Hey! Don't destroy it, I haven't studied it yet..."

"Om-"

As the powerful energy hit the formation, it lit up. After a crisp sound, the formation became like a piece of cracked glass. Those cracks were like spider webs, slowly spreading around.

After a while, the formation shattered.

Hearing the sound of the formation shattering, Xuan Qing felt his heart breaking as well.

"I've almost figured it out. Can't I wait a little longer? I'll die if I wait any longer." Xuan Qing said angrily, yelling at Yan Xicen. Yan Xicen just glanced at him calmly.

Meeting Yan Xicen's gaze, Xuan Qing immediately chose to shut up.

He forgot that the person standing in front of him was an old man.

Yan Xicen retracted his gaze, pushed open the door of the room without saying a word, and walked in. As soon as he stepped into the room, a voice rang in his mind, [This is so annoying, why is there someone here at this critical moment? ]

Hearing the familiar voice, Yan Xicen paused.

"Where is the master? Where is the master? Let me see."

While Yan Xicen was stopping, Xuan Qing squeezed into the room beside him, muttering that he wanted to see an expert.

"You...you, Ye...Ye Fushu, why are you here?" Yan Jin's surprised voice was heard in the room.

Yan Xicen stepped into the room and saw four people in the room, each doing their own things.

Yan Ming was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, probably still in a coma.

Xuan Qing paced back and forth in the room, chanting like a possessed man, "Where is the master? Where is the master?"

Yan Jin, who had just climbed in through the window, was standing at the balcony door, staring at Ye Fushu who was meditating in the room.

When Yan Xicen entered the room, Ye Fushu had just finished meditating and stood up. Ye Fushu casually patted the wrinkles on his clothes, looked at Yan Jin and asked, "Do you know me?"

Yan Jin didn't reply to her words, but stammered, "You, why are you here?"

Before Ye Fushu could speak, Zhang Yuming quickly entered the room, walked to Ye Fushu, and replied with a smile: "I invited you here."

Yan Jin frowned, "Didn't you invite a master of mysticism? How come..."

(End of this chapter)