Under One Person: God Profiler

He Cun was stunned as he watched Xia Linyuan walk away. "He's just left me stranded on the ice!"

Li Hua remained seated on the bench without getting up, and said to his bodyguard, "This guy is here to cause trouble. Stop him."

The tall bodyguard nodded and walked directly towards Xia Linyuan.

"Oh dear, I forgot something!" Xia Linyuan suddenly stopped, took out He Cun's magic pen, turned to the bodyguard, and said, "I forgot to return this treasure to President He."

The bodyguard stopped and raised his hand.

Xia Linyuan, holding the pen, slowly walked to the bodyguard, stood still for a moment, and gently pressed his hand against the bodyguard's chest: "Would it be convenient to return it?"

Sensing the sharpness of the pen tip, the bodyguard swallowed hard: "Okay, okay."

Xia Linyuan patted the bodyguard on the shoulder and smiled slightly: "Thank you."

"No... no need."

The bodyguard's legs went weak, and he sat down on the ground, watching Xia Linyuan walk away.

"Are you guys playing around!" Li Hua was furious, but he restrained his anger and walked over to the bodyguard, extending his hand and asking, "Are you alright?"

The bodyguard stood up and respectfully said to Li Hua, "It's nothing."

Li Hua scratched his head slightly annoyed: "You've been with my father for seven or eight years, and you managed to take the gun away from him at such close range. Why did you chicken out at the crucial moment?"

"Young Master, it's not that I'm a coward." The bodyguard shook his head, somewhat fearful, and said, "Young Master, do you know where he was looking when he gave me the pen?"

Li Hua recalled for a moment: "Looking...at you?"

The bodyguard stared blankly and said, "Yes, he's watching me."

"But I feel like he's not just looking at me."

"And the gaze came from there." The bodyguard pointed to the sky: "If I had dared to move just now, I have a feeling I would have died."

The bodyguard seemed to realize something, extending his heavily tattooed arm and grabbing Li Hua's shoulder. "Young Master, believe me, anyone who gives me this feeling is definitely not an ordinary person. They might be one of the cult leader's men. What if they say something bad about us..."

"Don't scare me." Li Hua swallowed hard, his eyes catching sight of the pen as he snatched it away.

He didn't have the guts to embezzle what the cult leader had bestowed upon him.

He walked up to He Cun and questioned, "Who is that kid? Did you find out before bringing him here?"

He Cunchi took the pen blankly: "He... was an intern at my former company."

Li Hua frowned and called out to Zuo Xu and Zhang Zongzheng, "I'm going to see Immortal Zhao. Would you like to come along?"

Zhang Zongzheng shifted his gaze slightly.

Zuo Xu shrugged, remaining noncommittal.

(Family members, let's catch up on the schedule starting tomorrow!)

Chapter 201, Third Region

Li Hua's father kept his whereabouts hidden for many years, traveling between various countries, and thus had some business dealings with Zhao Shanggenqi.

Because of this connection, Li Hua thrived in Biyou Village. Whenever he discovered something unusual, he would habitually seek out the powerful figure his father had left behind.

After asking around and finding no one willing to go with him, Li Hua shrugged and left alone.

.....

The sun is shining and the wind is beautiful.

Xia Linyuan walked out of the area where the Ascension Gathering was held and slowly strolled through Biyou Village.

Xia Linyuan also discovered that the area where the residents of Biyou Village lived was divided into three areas.

The first area is the rural area, where many ordinary people live, who are the "liver emperors" that Zhang Zongzheng mentioned.

They abandoned their secular lives and came here to live a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, facing the fire and earth with their backs to the sky.

This is also the entrance to Biyun Village, and it's the industry that Biyun Village makes money from on the surface.

The second area is for players who spend real money to become immortals. They don't farm, but they do relatively easy animal husbandry work. The wealthy young masters living in this area enjoy the beautiful air and leisurely farm atmosphere of Biyun Village.

The third area is inhabited by extraordinary people, who are referred to as immortals by ordinary people.

Those who are one level higher than the Immortals are called those with superior roots.

They are the top combat force in Biyou Village.

Xia Linyuan explored all three areas.

It was discovered that this so-called Jie Sect did not have any core cultivation methods for its followers.

Instead, magical treasures are distributed through a reward system. The strength of extraordinary individuals is not determined by their cultivation level, but by the power of their magical treasures.

Xia Linyuan was puzzled, feeling that the sect founded by Ma Xianhong was very strange. Each person was given a magic weapon, but no martial arts techniques were taught. Apart from issuing a few prohibitions, they were almost left to their own devices, adopting a laissez-faire approach and letting their disciples develop freely.

The fact that such a sect has no master-disciple relationship raises concerns that a hundred years from now, when the current founder dies, it might become another Quanxing sect.

The most critical issue is that Ma Xianhong might even pass on the Divine Hundred Refinements technique as a sect reward.

As Xia Linyuan thought about Ma Xianhong's open and honest demeanor, the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

Perhaps the world would consider the Eight Extraordinary Skills as priceless treasures, but Ma Xianhong would at most regard them as valuable possessions...

Just as Xia Linyuan was pondering, a loud gong and drum sound interrupted his train of thought.

Follow the sound.

A short man dressed in black martial arts clothes lay leisurely in the wooden house, one hand behind his head. With the other hand, he easily flicked a marble and struck a gong nearly a hundred meters away. He looked up and shouted, "Fellow villagers, brothers and sisters, dinner is served! Put down your work, eat, take a nap, and then get back to work!"

After shouting, he crossed his legs and continued to lie on the wooden house, looking up at the sky, showing no sign of preparing for lunch.

However, directly in front of Xia Linyuan, a wooden door was suddenly pushed open.

A slightly overweight man carrying an electric guitar emerged from the crowd, followed closely by a blond man with dyed orange hair who was grabbing the man's collar, preventing him from moving forward, and shouting:

"Zhang Kun! You bastard! The game just started and you logged off! That'll cost you reputation points, don't you know that?!"

Zhang Kun glanced at Ding Zihuan: "I'm the one deducting points, not you. What's the big deal?"

Ding Zihuan angrily said, "Without your support! I would definitely have a negative score, and I would definitely be reported if I went out."

Unreasonable, incompetent, and playful – these traits perfectly describe Ding Zihuan.

Zhang Kun no longer wanted to waste time with Ding Zihuan. He emitted a strange aura around him, causing the ground to soften and rotate, surging like flowing water.

Zhang Kun grabbed Ding Zihuan's shoulder and threw him into the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

With a flourish of his finger, he hardened the earth and buried Ding Zihuan, leaving only his head sticking out.

Why did you bury me?!

Ding Zihuan was furious.

"What am I supposed to do?! Humph." Zhang Kun adjusted his glasses: "I've set a new rule for myself: anyone who tries to stop me from eating braised pork, I will bury them alive!"

After saying that, he ran towards a large wooden house without looking back.

Ding Zihuan was left completely bewildered.

Dude, you should at least tell me before setting rules! Using me as an example, what kind of person are you!

Ding Zihuan spat at Zhang Kun's retreating figure and shouted, "Damn it! Is all that friendship worth less than a bowl of braised pork?! I'm so angry!"

After struggling slightly, he discovered that the ground was unexpectedly solid, and he couldn't budge it.

As Zhang Kun walked further and further away, Ding Zihuan's tone softened, and he wailed...

"Brother Kun, please let me out. I want to eat too..."

"How about I treat you to braised pork belly? I can also treat you to sweet and sour pork!"

Ding Zihuan's humble and subservient behavior failed to move Zhang Kun, who still walked away indifferently.

Xia Linyuan watched all this unfold with great interest, and couldn't help but sigh at the hidden talents in Biyou Village. Just now, the strange man who used marbles to strike the gong had used the Finger Flicking Divine Skill, and now Zhang Kun, a cultivator who had reached the pinnacle of Earth Immortal cultivation, had appeared.

As Xia Linyuan drew talismans, he walked to Ding Zihuan's side. The sunlight slanted in, and his long shadow enveloped Ding Zihuan.

Ding Zihuan felt a chill run down his spine and couldn't help but look up at Xia Linyuan.

The newcomer was handsome and could draw talismans in the air, much like a deity from a folk tale. He couldn't help but say, "Dude, I'm still alive, so please don't perform any rituals for me."

"?" Xia Linyuan asked expressionlessly, "Do you need help?"

"No, no." Ding Zihuan subconsciously refused, but when Xia Linyuan walked past him, Ding Zihuan came to his senses. "I'm not a ghost, why should I be afraid of him?" He immediately shouted, "Hey buddy, don't go. If you have the ability, help me out."

Xia Linyuan glanced back at the soil and said, "I'll help you get out, and you take me to find Ma Xianhong."

"Cult leader? Okay."

Ding Zihuan agreed to Xia Linyuan's request without hesitation.

Xia Linyuan observed that Ding Zihuan was neither lying nor dawdling.

The Ruyi Force quietly began to circulate around Ding Zihuan's body, starting from the ground.

In an instant, Ding Zihuan felt his body fall into a stream. The force flowed through his body like water, but did not harm his flesh in the slightest.

Before Ding Zihuan could fully enjoy it, he suddenly felt a tightness on his scalp.

Xia Linyuan's large, well-defined hand enveloped Ding Zihuan's head, and with a gentle lift, pulled him out. He shook it left and right, sending fine sand particles flying in perfect arcs through the air.