Under One Person: God Profiler

Ma Xianhong smiled slightly: "It's nothing, no need to thank me."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Xia Liuqing looked at Ma Xianhong's retreating figure and said calmly, "He who understands the truth is a true gentleman."

Mei Jinfeng looked at Xia Liuqing with disdain; "Stop using your fancy words."

Xia Liuqing scratched his head: "Jin Feng'er, that kid Lü Shiqi is a pervert. He's been coveting my brother for a long time! His sudden appearance this time might be due to love turning into hate!"

Mei Jinfeng looked at Xia Liuqing with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot, without saying a word, but simply picked up the white paper she had just thrown away.

Xia Liuqing felt a chill run down her spine upon seeing this, and a sense of crisis welled up within her.

Jin Feng'er is getting ready to meet the new old man.

No, absolutely not!

.....

"Xia, is that you?"

Xia Linyuan was honing his skills in drawing two different talismans when he heard the sound. He immediately dispersed the talismans floating in mid-air to prevent others from seeing them and being tempted to steal the treasure.

Looking back, I saw a middle-aged man in a shirt walking towards me.

What remains?

The cold voice sent a chill down He Cun's spine.

He Cun tiptoed to Xia Linyuan's side, staring blankly at Xia Linyuan's handsome face, and asked hesitantly, "That's right, you are Xia Linyuan."

"There are so many people wearing makeup these days that you don't even know who you slept with after a night. But I don't have that ability. I can tell what a person looks like without makeup!"

He Cun laughed, patted Xia Linyuan on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to also have a destiny for immortality. It's fate that we can meet here."

Xia Linyuan didn't pick up on that topic, pretending to be carefree, and asked with surprise, "President He, most of the people in a group have been arrested, how did you end up here?"

He Cun looked displeased. It had been a while since they last met, and he was still so bad at speaking. Even a high level of education was useless; he still needed to be tempered by society.

He Cun, being a boss, possessed a certain composure. He suppressed his dissatisfaction, sidled up to Xia Linyuan, and whispered mischievously:

"I'm not running away, I'm cultivating in seclusion. Remember those reclusive masters I told you about?"

Xia Linyuan also said slyly, "I remember, I remember. Wasn't it said that only when you reach your level will a master come looking for you?"

"Ugh! That's a cult that covets the money of ordinary people!" He Cun was annoyed for a moment, then became arrogant: "These masters are actually divided into different sects! And the principles they seek are all different."

"Some highly accomplished people are greedy for money, while others are different; they don't covet anything, they only look to fate. Like here..."

Xia Linyuan sized up He Cun and, seeing that he had no talent for cultivation, said, "So, you've been accepted as a disciple here?"

He Cun shook his head: "That's not it."

As he spoke, he patted Xia Linyuan on the shoulder, pulled a pen from his chest pocket, and flicked it at the surrounding trees. Without making a sound, the trees snapped in half.

"How about it! This is a magic weapon that the leader bestowed upon me as a reward for my meritorious service in helping the leader fight against the cult."

As soon as He Cun finished speaking, the pen was in Xia Linyuan's hand in the blink of an eye. With a slight activation of his Qi, the pen tip became even sharper, pointing at a bucket beside him.

The air made a sonic boom, leaves fell, and a powerful penetrating force burst forth, leaving a finger-thick hole in the tree trunk.

He Cun swallowed hard, slowly withdrew his hand from Xia Linyuan's, and rubbed it against his stomach.

He stammered, "Wow...amazing...young people are really something..."

Xia Linyuan examined the pen; it was just an ordinary pen, with nothing special about its material.

Ma Benzai—a master strategist.

It refines all things into its magical treasures.

"Xia, um... um..." He Cun suddenly became shy, pointed to the pen, then to himself: "The magic weapon, should I have it back?"

"Here you go! Of course I'll take it! Why would I steal your things?" Xia Linyuan smiled slightly and returned the pen.

"Good, good, good." He Cun took it with both hands, gently stroking it, and forced a smile on his face: "Xia, I didn't expect this magic weapon to be so powerful when you use it! Could it be that it has recognized you as its master?"

"No, I didn't feel any connection." Xia Linyuan shrugged.

This magical artifact has no concept of recognizing a master.

"That's good. I see that you have extraordinary talent and will surely become an immortal in the future. Join our 'Ascension to Immortality Society'!"

Xia Linyuan frowned slightly. "The Ascension to Immortality Gathering? Isn't that the Intercepting Sect's?"

"I only found out recently!"

"Those who participate in the Ascension Gathering are the mortals of the Jie Sect who have the best chance of obtaining immortality."

"Once you obtain a divine destiny, you can shatter rocks from afar! You can sever rivers with a wave of your hand! Anything is possible!"

As He Cun spoke, a distorted, thick yellow-green color appeared on his face.

Xia Linyuan's lips curled down, suppressing his discomfort, and he continued to ask, "How can anything be possible?"

"The boss you usually dislike, the woman who looks down on you, the business rivals..."

He Cun smiled and said, "As long as you mention it, the fellow Daoists of the Ascension Society will help you solve it."

"Really? Then I want to be the world's richest person!"

"Cough cough..."

"Suggest some reliable things. After all, you don't need to give anything in return. All you need to do is recommend a fellow Daoist who can help you when the sect leader bestows upon you a chance to become immortal."

"Why recommend it? Shouldn't the leader make the decision?"

"Immortal opportunities are hard to find! The sect leader has the means to instantly turn mortals into immortals, but there are so many villages that he can't manage them all."

Therefore, every three months, the village would hold an internal selection to choose the most outstanding individuals and bestow upon them a destiny of immortality.

The Ascension to Immortality Gathering is also intended to provide everyone with an equal and mutually beneficial opportunity.

"I understand, I understand."

Xia Linyuan slowly closed his eyes: "Does the sect leader know about this 'Ascension to Immortality Gathering'?"

"You'll have to ask the president."

"Okay, then I'll have to ask Mr. He to make the introduction."

Chapter 199 Primitive Accumulation

"To four."

"Pair of five."

"Wang Bang!"

"Are you out of your mind? We're in cahoots."

"Don't worry!"

In the western part of Biyou Village, three young men wearing vests were playing Dou Dizhu (a card game) around a small table, while some tall men with terrifying tattoos on their massive muscles stood nearby.

He Cun stood not far away with Xia Linyuan and whispered to Xia Linyuan, "Xiao Yuan, remember, these people over there are all young masters of status. Be careful what you say and don't make a fool of yourself."

Xia Linyuan nodded slightly: "I know, but I'll have to trouble you to introduce me to someone."

He Cunqing cleared his throat, his voice becoming softer rather than louder: "Of course I'll introduce it to you."

"The young master sitting on the left is Zhang Zongzheng, the second son of the Zhang Construction Group. The Zhang Group is very well-known in first- and second-tier cities; they have businesses in almost every city. They have extensive connections and a large workforce..."

"The one in the middle is the son of a big shot in the entertainment industry named Zuo Xu. It's unclear which big shot he is, but he is definitely one of the most influential people in his circle."

"The one sitting on the right is said to be the son of a bounty hunter, named Li Hua. His father is the leader of a bounty organization."

Xia Linyuan sighed inwardly at the hidden talents in Biyou Village. Although they belonged to different circles, these people could definitely be considered big shots.

Even He Cun's net worth is at least 100 million.

The bodyguards around them seemed to have also spotted Xia Linyuan and He Cun. One of them leaned down and said to the group, "Young Master, there are people over there."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zongzheng glanced at his hand, slammed his three threes with two fours onto the table, and shuffled the cards: "Stop playing, someone's here, entertain the guests."

"Hey, you little rascal, you cheated!"

"I bet twenty yuan!"

"What's the big deal? I'll just give you 20 yuan."

Li Hua pointed at Zhang Zongzheng, glaring at him, and said with dissatisfaction, "Hey, you little brat! Do you think I care about 20 yuan? I only care about the thrill of winning!"

"Quickly, take your cards back!"

"Tsk, you're such a cheapskate."

As Zhang Zongzheng was speaking, he prepared to draw a few high-value cards. However, Zuo Zongcheng grabbed him.

Zuo Xu's slender, fair hands were seen picking and choosing from the deck of cards, essentially reviewing the game once more. A small pile of cards appeared in front of each of the three people.

There are five cards remaining in the middle: three threes and two fours.

Zuo Xu smiled slightly: "These are your cards, right? Don't throw them away carelessly next time."

Zhang Zongzheng's lips twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Continue. Whose turn is it?"