The conversation that followed was largely uneventful.
Ren Fa spoke at length about the details of relocating the grave.
Jiu Shu occasionally asked questions to clarify specifics.
Uchiha Mo listened quietly throughout.
As for Ren Tingting—
She tried several times to start a conversation with Mo—
Only to be met with polite distance each time.
—
Half an hour later—
Everything was settled.
The grave relocation—
Would take place in three days.
—
At that moment—
Ren Tingting, idly playing with her handkerchief, stood up.
"Father, I don't think I can contribute much here. I'd like to go out and buy a few things."
Ren Fa smiled indulgently.
"Go ahead. If you see something you like, just buy it."
"Don't worry about money."
"Just come back early."
—
Tingting happily hugged him.
Then—
As if casually—
She turned toward Uchiha Mo.
"Mr. Mo, would you like to come along?"
"I can show you around Renjia Town."
—
Mo paused briefly.
Thinking.
Ren Fa—
A local power.
Controlled resources.
If this world were to become a base—
Starting here—
Would be ideal.
And—
Ren Tingting—
Though somewhat spoiled—
Was still his only daughter.
A perfect entry point.
—
"Alright."
Mo nodded calmly.
—
Tingting's eyes lit up.
She quickly composed herself—
Smoothed her dress—
And bowed to her father and Jiu Shu—
Before heading downstairs with light, eager steps.
—
Mo followed behind her.
Unhurried.
—
Behind them—
Ren Fa watched silently.
The smile on his face—
Slowly faded.
His gaze—
Turned sharp.
Wary.
—
This young man…
Looked far too much—
Like a wolf eyeing his prey.
—
"Jiu Shu…"
Ren Fa leaned in.
Lowering his voice.
"This young brother Mo…"
"Where exactly is he from?"
—
"A disciple of a hidden clan."
Jiu Shu replied calmly.
"Best not to provoke him."
"You may invite trouble upon yourself."
—
Ren Fa's expression stiffened.
He understood.
Cultivators were real.
He had seen it himself.
If even Jiu Shu said this—
Then this young man—
Was dangerous.
—
Ren Fa forced a bitter smile.
"It's not that I want to provoke him…"
"It's that he's clearly targeting my Ren family…"
—
He glanced toward the stairs.
Anxious.
His daughter.
His only daughter.
—
"No…"
"I need people watching them."
"I can't let him take advantage of Tingting…"
—
Meanwhile—
On the street—
Ren Tingting remained blissfully unaware.
She excitedly introduced shops along the way.
Silk stores.
Jewelry shops.
Foreign goods.
Cosmetics.
—
None of which—
Interested Uchiha Mo in the slightest.
—
After an hour—
He escorted her back.
Then returned directly—
To the mortuary.
—
...
—
The next three days—
Passed quietly.
—
Uchiha Mo—
Walked through the town daily.
Observing.
Memorizing.
Every street.
Every shop.
Every household.
—
Uchiha Xiuren—
Stayed inside.
Completely immersed in study.
Occasionally discussing theory with Jiu Shu.
—
Jiu Shu—
Prepared for the ritual.
Glutinous rice.
Ink lines.
Incense.
Talismans.
—
Ren Fa—
Sent generous payment.
His attitude—
More respectful.
More cautious.
—
Then—
The day arrived.
—
Mid-morning—
A crowd had gathered.
At the grave.
—
Ren Fa stood there early—
With servants.
Seeing Jiu Shu—
He hurried forward.
"Jiu Shu—everything is ready."
—
Jiu Shu nodded.
Signaling Wencai and Qiu Sheng.
They began setting up.
—
Soon—
An altar stood before the grave.
Fruits.
Wine.
Incense.
Candles.
—
Jiu Shu changed into a Daoist robe.
Stepped forward.
Held incense.
Bowed three times.
—
"Ren Gong Weiyong—"
"At this auspicious hour—"
"We come to relocate your resting place."
"May you rest in peace."
—
Ren Fa followed.
Leading his servants.
—
"See anything interesting?"
Mo glanced at Xiuren.
—
Xiuren smiled faintly.
"I haven't been studying for nothing."
—
He pointed at the grave.
"This is a classic formation."
"Dragonfly Touching Water."
—
"The pit is deep."
"But only part of it is usable."
"The coffin—"
"Cannot lie flat."
"It must stand upright."
—
"Upright burial?"
Mo raised a brow.
—
"Exactly."
Xiuren pointed again.
"If buried upright—descendants prosper."
"This was intentional."
—
Then—
He looked upward.
"At the cement layer."
"It seals everything."
"The dragonfly…"
"Can no longer touch the water."
—
"So—"
"What remains…"
"Is no longer auspicious."
—
His eyes lit up.
"Brilliant."
"A perfect fortune…"
"Turned into a death trap."
—
"I'm starting to like this feng shui concept."
"And the one behind this…"
"I wonder if they're still alive."
—
...
—
By then—
The coffin had been unearthed.
—
"Raise it!"
—
Workers lifted it.
Placed it flat.
—
Silence fell.
—
Ren Fa stared.
Eyes fixed.
—
Jiu Shu stepped forward.
Examined it carefully.
—
The deeper he looked—
The darker his expression became.
—
"Open it."
—
Crowbars pried the lid.
Slowly.
—
A foul odor—
Escaped.
—
Jiu Shu stepped closer.
Looked inside—
—
The corpse—
Was intact.
—
But—
Its face—
Dark blue.
—
Nails—
Black.
Purple.
—
No decay.
—
As if—
It had just been buried.
—
"Father!"
"Grandfather!"
—
Ren Fa fell to his knees.
Emotion overwhelming.
—
But Jiu Shu—
Was not moved.
—
His face—
Grave.
—
"This burial site…"
"Can no longer be used."
—
"I suggest—"
"We cremate the body."
—
"No!"
Ren Fa refused instantly.
"My father feared fire in life!"
"How can I let him be burned after death?!"
—
The air—
Turned heavy.
—
Because everyone present—
Knew.
—
Something—
Was very wrong.
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