She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Yan Zhan quietly left Manshu's room, and the phoenix stretched its muscles again.

As if it realized that the danger had disappeared, it also breathed a sigh of relief.

Manshu broke through the seal in her sleep and absorbed the power after the seal was released. Her body became much lighter than before.

However, thinking of what his ancestor said, Manshu felt a headache after waking up.

In this era, spiritual energy is thin. If a witch wants to practice, he must get close to heaven and earth and use the power of nature for his own benefit.

But now that nature has been destroyed, the witch clan can hardly mobilize the power of nature for cultivation.

The only way is to absorb the spiritual energy from the antique jade and then transform it into magic power for one's own use.

This method is slow to cultivate, but it is already the best.

The aura of antiques has been accumulated for hundreds and thousands of years, while the aura of jade, or jadeite, has been formed underground over tens of thousands of years.

Either way, it's hard to get your hands on it!

Manshu rubbed her brows. It seemed that she could not be lazy anymore. She had to gamble on stones, and now she had to add one more thing to it - treasure appraisal.

Only by finding more treasures can you assist in your cultivation.

But, what exactly is the inheritance of the witch clan’s bloodline? Doesn’t the Yan family have any records of this?

Manshu took advantage of the fact that today was Sunday and did not go out. He just told the old man that he wanted to go to his study to read.

The old man had no idea that Manshu wanted to find the Yan family's family heritage by reading books, so he just agreed to let her enter the study.

Yan Siyu, who was eating at the same table, glanced at Manshu jealously, then quickly lowered her eyes.

The old man has never let her step into the study alone, so why can Yan Manshu?

Is it because she is the true bloodline of the Yan family?

But why?

Before her identity was revealed, she was the eldest daughter of the Yan family. Why did her grandfather stop her from entering the study at that time?

It seems that Brother Zimo said that the Yan family is a family with an ancient heritage, so there must be secrets in the family that are unknown to outsiders.

He was very interested in exploring the issue, but unfortunately, the old man probably wouldn't agree.

Thinking about it now, Yan Siyu not only felt unfair for herself, but also for Gu Zimo.

She was supposed to be the eldest daughter of the Yan family, and Brother Zimo was supposed to be the grandson-in-law of the Yan family.

It is legitimate to inherit the Yan family's things.

Unfortunately, the thing was about to fall into the hands of another person.

However, no matter what Brother Zimo wants, I will help him in the future.

"Since my sister is reading a book, I won't disturb her."

Yan Siyu put down her bowl and chopsticks and prepared to go upstairs to her room.

She had to think about how to convince the Lan family to withdraw the lawsuit.

Manshu obtained the privilege of entering the study, but he was not in a hurry to go in and look for anything.

She still has to go to Mr. Zhu's place and cannot miss her weekly studies.

However, before Manshu set out, he received a phone call.

"Did you forget something?"

The man's incoherent words on the phone stunned Manshu.

This voice sounds familiar.

"Don't you remember me?" The person on the other end of the phone seemed to know what she was thinking and asked the question in her mind.

"Racing, you don't remember it either?"

The next sentence instantly reminded Manshu.

"Are you, Ninth Brother?" Manshu remembered the man, who looked androgynous and so handsome that he looked like he came out of a two-dimensional comic.

It seemed like he had handed himself an invitation a month ago.

The invitation, with its black gold stamping and red ink seal, looked particularly beautiful.

Unfortunately, she forgot it in the drawer of her bedside table at home.