On the day of my birth, the withered trees bloomed, and flowers, grass, and trees within a ten-mile radius came back to life. Many animals from the mountains suddenly appeared around our house, and like humans, they knelt with their paws and bowed their heads incessantly until I was born.

Moreover, the neighboring households, which had minor illnesses and pains, suddenly recovered miraculously. It was truly extraordinary.

All of this was because I was different from others. When I was born, I had a qilin birthmark on my back, like a tattoo. The skin on those marked areas was intensely red, as if it had been burned by fire.

My father was overjoyed at the time, believing that as the child of the qilin, I was destined for greatness. According to him, the qilin brings auspiciousness, and I, as the son of destiny, possessed a remarkable fate. He believed I had a special connection with the realm of immortals and a great future ahead. However, my grandfather seemed more worried than delighted. He had a furrowed brow all day long and even consulted an oracle for me.

After the divination, my grandfather's face changed, and he became restless all day long, muttering, "They've come, they've all come. Trouble is coming!"

As for who had come and why, my grandfather did not say.

For fifteen generations, my family, the Su family, practiced the art of metaphysics. For fifteen generations, we were diviners, and in my grandfather's generation, our mastery of feng shui reached its peak, unmatched by anyone else. He divined five hundred extraordinary hexagrams and three hundred heavenly hexagrams without a single failure. In the realm of feng shui, my grandfather was highly respected, known as "Master Su" or "Half-Immortal Su." Many people would do anything to seek a divination from my grandfather.

My grandfather's divinations were based on fate, so countless people were turned away at his door. He humbly refused the title of "immortal" to avoid inviting premature death upon himself and instead called himself "Master Changshan."

The night my grandfather finished divining for me, many "things" actually appeared. It was a swarm of dark figures, surrounding our house to the point of suffocation. Ghostly shadows filled the air, accompanied by chilling winds, but no visible entities could be seen by the naked eye.

My grandfather stepped out of the house and stood with his hands behind his back. Immediately, those entities retreated ten feet, but they did not leave.

My grandfather shouted, "Who dares to harm the descendants of the Su family, the children of the qilin?" [First published at wxsy.net]

At that moment, a chilling wind blew, accompanied by countless terrifying laughter.

"Hehehe, the qilin's offspring is the best vessel. You all will be replaced."

"You old man, no matter how powerful you are, you can't guard us twenty-four hours a day, hahaha."

My grandfather remained silent and kept his vigil until daybreak, until all those entities departed. Then, he made a terrifying move and sat in front of the Fox Immortal Temple, peacefully passing away.

Many people in the village witnessed it. After my grandfather's death, a nine-tailed white fox appeared and kowtowed to my grandfather three times, tears streaming down its face, before departing.

The Nine-Tailed White Fox is a celestial fox in our area. People who see it kneel and worship it, but in the blink of an eye, the Nine-Tailed White Fox disappears.

After my grandfather passed away, his funeral was grand. Countless people came to pay their respects, including celebrities, wealthy businessmen, and ordinary workers. Many renowned experts from the feng shui world also attended. My grandfather had bestowed countless kindness upon others, and his reputation spread far and wide. The funeral hall was always packed with people.

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At that time, my father was the most devastated, needing support from my second uncle just to stand. His eyes were bloodshot for days. He knew that my grandfather willingly died for me, for the Su family.

On the third night, a strange man came to the funeral hall. He wore black clothes and had strange scales on his skin. His tongue was long, and his eyes were a deep green color.

As soon as he entered, all the feng shui masters and experts who understood a bit about the Taoism stepped back several feet, as if showing expressions of fear.

After the man offered incense to my grandfather and kowtowed three times, he said, "Old gentleman, forgive my disrespect. Thank you for lending your grandson's body for me to achieve enlightenment."

After saying this, my mother suddenly seemed to be possessed. Her eyes turned green, and then she carried me out.

But at that moment, thunder roared outside without rain, and a voice floated from all directions, saying, "Presumptuous! A lowly earthworm wants to become a dragon? Get lost!"

Accompanied by the voice, thunder roared outside, a total of nine times.

The man trembled in fear, his face turned pale as paper. He could barely stand, crawling and running away without daring to look back.

After the man left, my mother regained consciousness, but she didn't remember what had just happened. When my father explained it to her, she realized how dangerous the situation had been. According to my second uncle, the man who ran away was a snake demon who had been cultivating for five hundred years. The voice that scared him away was the Nine-Tailed Fox Spirit to whom my grandfather had offered his skin.

My second uncle said that for the Nine-Tailed Fox to truly become immortal, it needed to cultivate its tenth tail, which required it to transform into a human being.

By borrowing my grandfather's skin, the Nine-Tailed Fox could truly become human. However, it had to protect me completely. This was the deal my grandfather made with the Nine-Tailed Fox!

On the day of my grandfather's burial, the whole village gathered to bid farewell. When I looked around, it felt like a sea of people. But halfway through carrying the coffin, it suddenly flew up into the sky, and a Nine-Tailed White Fox appeared, pulling the coffin forward.

The celestial fox escorted the burial. It was a heavenly coffin! The person inside the coffin was a celestial being.

At that moment, everyone kneeling in the funeral procession started shouting "Half-immortal" - that was my grandfather's former title.

When everyone arrived at the burial site, my grandfather's coffin was already there, standing upright, but the celestial fox was nowhere to be seen.

An upright coffin is the coffin of the divine, allowing a person to die standing tall, existing between heaven and earth.

My father didn't dare to defy the celestial fox. Following its instructions, he buried my grandfather's coffin upright. Without such qualification, if the coffin is buried for seven days, it will be struck by lightning, but my grandfather's grave has been safe until now.

After my grandfather's death, I gradually grew up and was named Su Yang. During this time, nothing strange happened again, but I always felt like there was something following me. Even when I was urinating, it felt like a pair of eyes were watching me.

Just before my eighteenth birthday, I had a dream. I dreamt of a Nine-Tailed White Fox that could speak human language. It told me that eighteen was the day I became an adult, the moment when my body was most mature. Countless demons and monsters would come to vie for me as their vessel, a great calamity!

To resolve this calamity, there was a way: temporarily remove the unicorn birthmark on my body to avoid the calamity.

At that time, I didn't take the dream seriously until the night before my birthday when I woke up suddenly and found someone beside my bed.

My mind went blank at that moment, but the next day, the unicorn birthmark on my back had truly disappeared. It didn't reappear until after I turned eighteen, and since then, I could start learning the arts of feng shui and the occult.

According to Su family traditions, my father couldn't take me as his disciple; it had to be my second uncle who taught me.

My second uncle not only taught me feng shui but also numerology, geomancy, divination, esoteric arts, astrology, and even martial arts for self-defense.

My extraordinary talent amazed my second uncle. Within just two years, I surpassed him and even rivaled my grandfather, who had practiced for more than ten years. My second uncle said that in the feng shui world, spanning thousands of years, there had never been a prodigy like me from the Su family. I was truly the pride of the Su family and would undoubtedly soar to the pinnacle of the feng shui world, becoming a figure that everyone admired.

But after mastering the arts, my second uncle never allowed me to use the technique of water manipulation. He said I was still unable to handle the consequences. The unicorn was the chosen one of destiny, but it also came with numerous calamities. Until my abilities reached maturity, I couldn't reveal myself or draw attention. This was what my grandfather instructed my second uncle before he died. However, this was only my grandfather's first testament. He left a second one for my second uncle, out of fear of unexpected events.

Sure enough, on a stormy night with thunder and lightning, an unexpected guest arrived. My second uncle said that he was my accident!