Chapter 120: Summoning the Fetus

Seeing the look of concern on Lu Jiu’s face, I was honestly quite moved. However, explaining things to him right now would be futile, so I said, "This is a matter between Xu Yingying and me. Just stand back and watch."

Lu Jiu froze for a moment, then looked at me with growing suspicion. "D-don't tell me there really is something shameful going on between you and Xu Yingying?"

"You'll see for yourself soon enough." Once I had finished managing the expectations of those present, I reached into my pocket and pulled out the oilcloth bag, which still held a pinch of black ash.

This black ash had been charred from the umbilical cord blood of the yin fetus; the umbilical cord is the only link between a fetus and its mother. Using this ash as a medium, combined with a ritual formation, the yin fetus would believe it was being summoned by its mother and would inevitably be drawn from its hidden sanctuary in Grandma Wan’s home.

I picked up three sandalwood incense sticks from the floor—left behind by some careless feng shui master—lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner.

The fierce spirit Xu Yingying stared at the three sticks of incense in the room, unaware of what I was planning. But I knew that soon, the reunion of four generations of the Chen family would take place, a scene that would surely shock everyone present.

Gazing at the white smoke drifting through the hall, I gripped the oilcloth bag tightly and began to chant the soul-summoning incantation Grandma Wan had taught me: "Heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers; spirits of the four directions, disciple Pi Yangxi has a request. I offer these three thin sticks of incense to clear the path, to summon the fetus. I ask all wandering spirits not to obstruct the way!"

Whoosh!

As I finished the incantation, the white smoke from the incense swirled in the air, and the sticks began to burn rapidly.

"Thank you!" Overjoyed at this sight, I ignited the oilcloth bag and scattered it into the air. The burnt remnants of the oilcloth suddenly drifted toward the window and vanished into the void.

"No! Pi Yangxi is summoning the yin fetus! Extinguish the incense!" Chen Yetian suddenly realized what I was doing and shouted at Xu Yingying.

"Xu Yingying, half a month has passed. Don't you want to see how your child is doing now?" Seeing Xu Yingying prepare to act, I shouted sternly.

My words were instantly effective; Xu Yingying stood there, stunned. After all, what mother in this world wouldn't want to see her own child?

"Everyone, put out the incense!" Chen Yetian had finally panicked. He grabbed a few fellow feng shui masters and charged toward me. If the incense were extinguished, there would be no path cleared, and Xu Yingying’s yin fetus would naturally be unable to cross over.

I looked at the three or four feng shui masters and coldly warned them, "Have you forgotten what I just said? Yin Shushu of the Yellow River Villa is my elder sister."

"Don't listen to his nonsense! If he were really that close to Yin Shushu, she would have come to help him deal with Xu Yingying long ago; why wait until now? Whoever puts out this incense shall have my Yuan dynasty blue-and-white porcelain!" Chen Yetian was desperate to prevent me from summoning the yin fetus.

Once he said this, even the feng shui masters who weren't on his side began to stir. A Yuan dynasty blue-and-white porcelain piece would mean never having to worry about money for the rest of their lives.

A wind began to pick up in the hall, and faint rumbles of thunder could be heard. I knew someone was casting a thunder and rain curse. This curse could summon localized thunder and rain to douse the incense.

It’s over!

I knew that in this pragmatic society, in the face of money, things like credibility were not worth mentioning.

Watching from afar, I saw rings of clouds forming above the incense; it was about to be extinguished. Suddenly, a blast of malevolent energy rushed over, blowing away the black clouds above the incense sticks.

"Let's see who dares to interfere!" the fierce spirit Xu Yingying roared, shielding the three incense sticks. Her decaying face showed a flicker of humanity and anticipation. She stared coldly at the feng shui masters on Chen Yetian’s side and said, "Whoever dares to extinguish this incense today, I will extinguish them!"

Compared to a Yuan dynasty blue-and-white porcelain piece, one's life was more important. The feng shui masters stopped in their tracks, watching Chen Yetian in silence.

Chen Yetian’s breathing grew ragged with anxiety. He shouted furiously at Xu Yingying, "Xu Yingying, do you not want your status anymore? Move aside!"

"Wuwuwu... Mother!"

Just as Chen Yetian finished speaking, the sound of an infant’s cry echoed from the window on the west side. Xu Yingying’s yin fetus had arrived!

Everything was too late.