Yan Zhan quietly left Manshu's room, and the phoenix stretched its muscles again.
It seemed to sense that the danger was gone, and it breathed a sigh of relief.
In her sleep, Manshu broke through the seal and absorbed the power after the seal was released. Her body became much lighter than before.
However, thinking of what his ancestors said, Manshu had a headache after waking up.
In this era, spiritual energy is thin. If a shaman wants to practice, he must get close to heaven and earth and use the power of nature for his own use.
But now that nature has been destroyed, the Wu clan can hardly mobilize the power of nature to practice.
The only way is to absorb the aura from the antique jade and then convert it into witchcraft power for your own use.
This method is slow to practice, but it is already the best.
The spiritual energy in antiques has been accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years, while the spiritual energy in jade, that is, jadeite, was formed underground for thousands of years.
No matter which one it is, it’s hard to get your hands on!
Manshu rubbed the center of her brows. It seemed that she could no longer be lazy. She had to start gambling on stones, and now she had to add another thing - treasure appraisal.
Only by finding more treasures can we assist in cultivation.
But, what exactly is the inheritance of the Wu clan’s bloodline? Doesn’t the Yan family have any records in this regard?
Manshu took advantage of the fact that today was Sunday and did not go out. She only told the old man that she wanted to go to his study to read.
The old man had no idea that Manshu wanted to borrow a book to find out about the Yan family's family heritage, so he only allowed her to enter the study.
Yan Siyu, who was eating at the same table, glanced at Manshu jealously and then quickly lowered his eyes.
The old man never let her set foot in the study alone, so why could Yan Manshu do it?
Is it just because she is the true blood of the Yan family?
But why?
Before her identity was revealed, she was also the eldest daughter of the Yan family. Why did her grandfather prevent her from entering the study at that time?
It seems that Brother Zimo said that the Yan family is a family with ancient heritage, so there should be secrets in the family that are not known to outsiders.
He has very inquiring ideas, but unfortunately, the old man probably won't agree.
Thinking about it now, Yan Siyu was not only aggrieved for herself, but also for Gu Zimo.
She was originally supposed to be the eldest daughter of the Yan family, and brother Zimo was supposed to be the grandson-in-law of the Yan family.
Inheriting things from the Yan family is justifiable.
It's a pity that the thing is about to fall into the hands of another person.
However, no matter what brother Zimo wants, I will help him in the future.
"Since my sister is going to read a book, I won't disturb her anymore."
Yan Siyu put down the dishes and prepared to go upstairs to her room.
She had to think about how to persuade the Lan family to withdraw the lawsuit.
Manshu got the privilege of entering the study and was not in a hurry to go in and look for things.
She still has to go to Mr. Zhu now, and her weekly studies cannot be delayed.
However, before Manshu set out, he received a call.
"Did you forget something?"
On the phone, the man's rambling words left Manshu stunned.
This voice sounded somewhat familiar.
"Don't you remember me?" The person on the other end of the phone seemed to know what she was thinking and asked the question in her heart.
"You don't remember the racing car either?"
The next sentence reminded Manshu instantly.
"Are you Brother Nine?" Manshu thought of that man, who looked indistinguishable from male to female, and so beautiful that he looked like he had stepped out of a two-dimensional comic.
He seemed to have handed himself an invitation a month ago.
The invitation was gilded in black and sealed with red ink pad, which looked particularly beautiful.
Unfortunately, she forgot it in the drawer of the bedside table at home.