My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World - Chapter 370

Chapter 370: Stolen Luck
[Do you guys want to play or not? If not, this young master will find another team. Don’t waste this young master’s time!]

Bai Hanyun’s lips twitched when she read those arrogant words. She deleted her question, typed two words, and then hit enter.

On the other side, the young man almost dropped his phone when he saw her message.

[Gui Ying.]

Staring at those two words, Gui Ying nearly cursed aloud. Fortunately, he managed to restrain himself and quickly typed a reply, [Who are you? How do you know this young master’s name?]

Bai Hanyun’s expression turned into an “as expected” look when she read the last message on the chat box. She ignored Gui Ying’s question and said, “Shengjie, let’s start the game.”

“Alright.”

On the other end, Gui Ying didn’t see any reply from her, and the match countdown began.

Looking at the chat log between him and the player named Bai Fu Mei, Gui Ying muttered in confusion, “Is this young master truly that skilled already? Have the people of this world begun to notice this young master’s greatness?”

While Gui Ying was distracted by his curiosity, Bai Hanyun and Bao Shengjie discovered that Feng Wu was surprisingly talented. After praising Feng Wu, the two decided to help him reach the top of the leaderboard.

The next day, Bai Hanyun and Bao Shengjie woke up late. Last night, the two of them, together with Feng Wu, played games until dawn before they went back to sleep.

When the two of them finally came out of their bedrooms, they saw Feng Wu learning how to use a gun from Hua Yuyu.

Looking at his refreshed appearance, Bai Hanyun yawned, with heavy dark circles under her eyes, and asked, “Feng Wu, when did you wake up?”

After placing the gun on the low table, he said, “This subordinate woke up before dawn.”

Feng Wu had already heard her footsteps when she got out of bed and knew that she was awake. Standing up from the couch, he went to reheat the breakfast Xie Wei had bought that morning.

When it was done, he brought her and Bao Shengjie’s breakfast to the dining table. “Fairy Bai, this subordinate has reheated your breakfast. Please enjoy it.”

Turning to Bao Shengjie, Feng Wu added, “Young Master Bao, please have breakfast.”

“Thank you, Xiaowu.” Hearing this, Bao Shengjie walked to the dining room behind Bai Hanyun, then sat down and began eating in a daze like a sloth.

Sitting on the chair that Feng Wu pulled out for her, Bai Hanyun looked at him and asked curiously, “How do you look so energetic with that little sleep?”

Standing by her side, Feng Wu explained, “This subordinate is a martial arts practitioner and has been trained since childhood.”

“This subordinate is still not good enough and can only stay functional without sleep for three days. Master, Commander, Vice Commander, and the Captains can still be energetic without sleeping for ten days.”

As everyone present heard his words, they all fell silent.

Sensing their gazes, Feng Wu turned around and saw Hua Yuyu and the others looking at him enviously.

Scratching his cheek, Feng Wu asked with a hint of fluster in his voice, “Is there something wrong?”

Hua Yuyu shook his head and responded, “Nothing. Come, let’s continue.”

Seeing that Bai Hanyun was eating while half-sleeping, Feng Wu returned to the living room and continued his study of firearms.

While they were busy with their own activities, Gui Ying was also busy checking Gui Xiaoxu’s condition.

Inside Gui Xiaoxu’s spacious bedroom, Gui Ying looked at him and lazily ordered, “Take off your clothes.”

Gui Xiaoxu didn’t ask any questions and obediently took off his suit and white shirt.

When he was done, Gui Ying said, “Give me your hand.”

Standing nearby, Ke Ting frowned as he watched Gui Ying place his index and middle fingers on Gui Xiaoxu’s wrist.

After two minutes, Gui Ying pressed a meridian point on Gui Xiaoxu’s chest and asked, “What do you feel when this young master presses this spot?”

Gui Xiaoxu frowned slightly and replied, “I feel breathless and in pain.”

Seeing that Gui Xiaoxu’s complexion turned pale, Gui Ying let go, nodded, and said, “This young master has some good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?”

Gui Xiaoxu calmly replied, “The good news.”

With a smile on his red lips, Gui Ying continued, “The good news is, you were born with a spiritual root. Because of that, you are still alive right now. With spiritual roots, you can cultivate and unlock this bloodline suppression seal without problem.”

“What about the bad news?” Gui Xiaoxu asked.

Putting away his smile, Gui Ying replied, “The bad news is that someone is stealing your luck. That’s why the Heavenly Dao of this world noticed you, and the seal is getting stronger by the day. If not for that, your bloodline suppression seal would have naturally broken when you turned eighteen.”

When Ke Ting heard this, he suddenly recalled something and asked, “Boss, didn’t the heirloom disappear on your eighteenth birthday?”

Gui Xiaoxu’s expression turned gloomy as he nodded. “Mhm.”

Hearing this, Gui Ying clicked his tongue in displeasure. “Tsk! No wonder the Yang Mirror ended up in Fairy Bai’s hands. Turns out, it was stolen and used as a medium to steal your luck!”

Looking at Gui Ying’s angry face, Gui Xiaoxu asked, “Cousin, can you break this curse?”

Gui Ying rolled his eyes at him. “Of course. This kind of low-level trick is nothing in this young master’s eyes. It’s just that… you will need to get the Yang Mirror back from Fairy Bai.”

Seeing that Gui Xiaoxu was about to speak, Gui Ying raised his hand to interrupt and added, “Forget it. The Yang Mirror has already recognized her as its master. It’s useless even if you steal it back from her.”

“Then what should we do? Is there no other way?” Ke Ting asked, his voice tinged with anxiety.