Chu Wuyi opened the door just a crack, and Cen Lizhui felt the overwhelming misfortune aura.
It's not the typical misfortune aura, but rather the unsettling presence that demonic creatures tend to exude.
Normal people rarely notice this peculiar aura, but according to the Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect, Cen Lizhui naturally possesses the ability to sense these things.
He had sensed it on Wu Jie before, but Wu Jie seemed to know how to restrain it, unlike the presence from this particular room now.
If an ordinary person were to enter this room, they might feel the air damp and their mood inexplicably oppressive.
Such misfortune aura often brings bad luck to people.
Looking at Chu Wuyi's patched clothes, Cen Lizhui was quite certain of this.
"I've seen many strange things. Upon hearing you describe your sister's illness, I wanted to take a look. Perhaps there's a way to treat it," Cen Lizhui said.
Upon hearing this, Chu Wuyi opened the door and invited him in.
