Under One Person: God Profiler

"Hey, it's nothing," Yang Guangmao scratched the back of his head. "My senior brother is still alive, so I'm just barely hanging on."

The youngest disciple, Zhang Lingyu, showed anger upon hearing this; this person was far too unreasonable.

Just as he was about to say something, Qian Dahu patted him on the shoulder to stop him.

The old celestial master said to Yang Guangmao, "What are you doing here?"

Yang Guangmao chuckled: "I heard that Senior Brother is going down the mountain to take over the Quanxing Sect, so I, your junior brother, have come here to help out..."

The old celestial master gave Yang Guangmao a deep look: "You mean well, but it's not necessary."

“Why not? I’m better than that kid, right…” Yang Guangmao said, glancing at Zhao Huanjin.

"Kid, I told you so, didn't I?"

Zhao Huanjin looked at Yang Guangmao and said, "If Master tells me to go, I will go. If he doesn't tell me to go, I won't go."

“An honest man,” Yang Guangmao sighed. Then, looking at him with pity, he asked, “Do you know why your master made you follow him?”

Zhao Huanjin said, "Since my master didn't say anything, I don't need to think about it too much."

"If he did it to make you..."

"enough."

The old master spoke calmly, and an invisible pressure pressed down on Yang Guangmao, rendering him speechless.

She walked lightly to Yang Guangmao's side and patted him on the shoulder: "Guangmao, I'm very happy to see you come to Longhu Mountain."

"But you... your intentions are not pure..."

Yang Guangmao swallowed hard and forced a smile, saying, "So you need me to come with you down the mountain, right... otherwise you can't keep an eye on me..."

"..."

The old master remained silent, staring intently at Yang Guangmao, his inner thoughts remaining unreadable.

Yang Guangmao's body began to tremble, not from fear, but from human instinct.

Yang Guangmao touched the Buddhist beads around his neck to calm himself down, and a slight smile appeared on his lips as he said to the old celestial master, "Senior brother, good things should be passed down for future use."

"This is a tradition."

"On the contrary, bad things should be eradicated at their root and completely eliminated."

This is called 'purging'.

Do you agree with this statement?

The old master remained expressionless, his wrist slightly raised.

boom!

A buzzing sound.

A huge wave of air surged up, startling the birds and causing them to scatter!

A golden bell suddenly emanated from Yang Guangmao's body, cracks quickly appeared, and then it dissipated with a roar!

Before he could use his skills again, a slap came flying at him.

He patted Yang Guangmao's chest.

The force of the palm strike passed through his body, and Yang Guangmao knelt helplessly on the ground.

The old celestial master's large hand enveloped Yang Guangmao's head:

"It violates the laws of nature and goes against human morality."

"Studying Taoism, Buddhism, and the Complete Nature of Life is one thing, but where did you learn these twisted and heretical doctrines from!"

Yang Guangmao pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Old Celestial Master, please calm down! My guest was only trying to be kind." Mu You rushed over from the door: "You're dealing with Quanxing, you could have just told someone else. Your weight is too heavy, the martial world can't bear it."

The old celestial master lowered his eyes slightly:

"He...left Quanxing?"

"Return."

"Okay...then I'll leave him to you."

"The martial world can tolerate so many tigers, leopards, and jackals, but it can't tolerate me?" The old master released Yang Guangmao and said to Zhao Huanjin, "Huanjin, let's go..."

"Yes, Master."

"We couldn't stop them," Mu You sighed as he watched the backs of the master and his apprentice. Then, Yang Guangmao, who was trembling all over, asked worriedly, "Senior Yang, are you alright?"

"It's alright. Once he's made up his mind to do something, no one can stop him. Let's see how you handle the meeting."

After saying that, he asked Mu You again.

"Xiao Mu, did you see Zhang Zhiwei slap me a few times just now?"

Yang Guangmao was very agitated, with tears welling up in his eyes. After the old Celestial Master left, he no longer even called him "Senior Brother".

"How many slaps?"

"Two slaps!" Yang Guangmao laughed heartily. "He slapped me twice!"

Upon hearing this, everyone present, except for Zhang Qianhe and Dong Ying, looked at Yang Guangmao with a strange expression.

Feeling the gazes of the crowd, Yang Guangmao raised his head and scoffed, "A bunch of ignorant fools."

He then looked at the Celestial Master's Mansion, a hint of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.

Clutching her stomach, she staggered toward the back room.

"Senior Yang, what are you going to do?"

Mu You asked, puzzled.

Yang Guangmao waved his hand, his back looking somewhat desolate: "Offer incense to Jinzhong..."

Dong Ying sighed, "Uncle-Master, let me help you."

"Okay." Yang Guangmao leaned on Dong Ying's shoulder and asked, "Two slaps weren't enough to knock me down. What has Zhang Zhiwei been up to lately? Is he getting weaker? Or have I gotten stronger?"

Veins bulged on Dong Ying's forehead: "Uncle-Master, after all these years, your temperament hasn't changed at all..."

Chapter 191 Encountering the King

Yang Guangmao recently vandalized the Wang family compound, and Wang Ai was seriously injured.

Now I've become a guest of the Jianghu Inn.

Mu You has been very active lately, but his initial intention was still to maintain stability.

But what exactly did Yang Guangmao mean by 'purging'?

Such extreme remarks are quite concerning. Was it a good thing or a bad thing that Mu You took him in?

Zhao Fangxu finished reading one page and turned to the next.

This is a report on casualties.

Liang Fuguo sent spies to monitor Quanxing, but they suffered heavy casualties, with more than ten people dying in just one week. The death toll in Quanxing was even higher.

The total death toll has now exceeded 500.

Zhao Fangxu quickly went through the process in his mind, then slammed his hand on the table: "It's difficult for our board of directors to handle this. Xiaoli, could you please contact the Tenth Elder?"

After reading the email and hearing Chairman Zhao's words, Director Li said with a serious expression, "Understood. I will contact him."

"But Chairman Zhao, have you noticed anything wrong?"

“Longhu Mountain is located in Jiangxi Province, so the Old Celestial Master should have started his attack from Jiangxi when he descended the mountain. However, there were zero deaths in East China. This shows that East China was prepared long ago.”

"I saw it. East China took precautions. They deserve credit for this."

Chairman Zhao squinted, glanced at Chairman Bi and Chairman Huang, and smiled: "I just don't know who should get credit for this."

"We still need to observe the situation regarding Xia Linyuan."

“If this is handled well, it will benefit the company.”

"Conversely, the disadvantages outweigh the advantages."

"The path Xia Linyuan has chosen will be adjusted by the company based on his actions."

"It all depends on him."

…………

Biyou Village.

After traveling all night, Xia Linyuan and his group finally arrived at their destination.

Nestled against the mountains and beside the water, the air is filled with the fragrance of forests and wild plants.

"Chen Duo, you can arrange for Xia Linyuan to stay in Biyou Village. Anyway, it's on your way to report to the sect leader."

Qiu Rang got out of the car, straightened his clothes, put his hands behind his back, and said in a commanding tone, "I'm leaving this matter to you. I still need to refine magical artifacts."

Chen Duo showed no dissatisfaction and nodded slightly: "Okay."