Under One Person: God Profiler

"Hmm." Feng Baobao suddenly drew her knife.

Xia Linyuan smiled slightly and used the Xingyi Quan "Crane Form" to lift Zhang Chulan up with a "White Crane Spreads Wings" move.

The world spins

Zhang Chulan was still dazed when he was thrown down the steps.

"Holy crap~"

Zhang Chulan was dumbfounded. Damn it, he was in the wrong and still dared to fight back! He's even more shameless than me!

Xia Linyuan dodged Feng Baobao's thrusting knife, grabbed her wrist, and said softly, "Miss Feng, I've treated you before, it's not appropriate to use a knife in a scenic area..."

"Sister Bao'er! Stop hitting her!"

Zhang Chulan rubbed his buttocks as he got up and shouted to stop him.

Feng Baobao immediately stopped and put the knife away.

Xia Linyuan glanced at Feng Baobao, and only relaxed his guard when he saw that she really wasn't going to make a move. 'She was quick.'

Zhang Chulan approached Xia Linyuan with a fawning smile: "Brother Xia~ Brother Xia~, my dear brother~, please tell me about my father, okay?"

As she spoke, she blinked repeatedly.

Xia Linyuan couldn't take it anymore and pushed Zhang Chulan away: "Your father tricked me back then, so I'm getting my revenge on you this time. I don't think it's too much of a deal."

“Your father came to Zhejiang twelve years ago; he was my father’s sworn brother.”

“I’m a year older than you, so I am indeed your older brother.”

That's all I know.

After saying that, Xia Linyuan shrugged, looking like he didn't care what anyone did to him.

Xu San and Xu Si were both stunned; this kid had such a face.

Zhang Chulan was excited and hugged Xia Linyuan tightly: "My brother! No wonder I felt so close to you when I saw you. I never thought we were really brothers!"

Xia Linyuan stared at Zhang Chulan in disbelief...

This... is so fake...

They're up to no good, aren't they?

"Oh my, it's so hot, you two seem quite intimate."

A young man dressed in a Taoist robe walked slowly over. His steps were firm, his demeanor otherworldly, and there was an indescribable weariness in his eyes.

"Wudang Clan, Wang Ye."

Xia Linyuan and Zhang Chulan were both taken aback.

"Xia Linyuan".

"Zhang Chulan."

Zhang Chulan… Wang Ye gave Zhang Chulan a deep look.

Xia Linyuan also observed Wang Ye, whose face was covered with purple, red, and black masks, colors of praise.

This made Xia Linyuan look at him in a different light.

He is... a very good person.

Everyone has desires: money, power, sex... As people strive towards these goals, the means they use and the paths they take can change a person... thus, life paints people in all sorts of colors...

In such a corrupting environment, it is rare to find someone like Wang Ye who is tainted entirely with positive connotations.

Meeting is fate, and the group then traveled together... They soon arrived at the entrance to the back mountain.

Behind that door lies the real Longhu Mountain, the Celestial Master's Mansion—a circle belonging to extraordinary individuals.

Feng Baobao was immediately drawn to the place, looking here and there. Soon, her attention was drawn to a monk.

Palm reading!

The monk examined Feng Baobao's palm lines carefully and exclaimed in astonishment, "Wow! This is the mark of a celestial being! A celestial being indeed! With these palm lines, young benefactor, you are destined for great wealth and longevity!"

Feng Baobao looked bewildered and shocked.

"Master, you are so accurate. I don't have any other abilities except the ability to survive."

The monk sighed, "Alas, so be it. I did not wish for this thing to appear in the world, but it is the will of Heaven."

The monk pulled out a string of red plastic beads and exclaimed passionately, "A gift from heaven!"

"Spotted Red Glass Beads!"

"This string of beads was made from the spirit crystals extracted from the ten-thousand-year-old fire qilin after my grandmaster fought it for more than eighty thousand rounds here!"

"Not 98,000! Not 9,800! Just 998!"

Feng Baobao instantly got carried away and pulled out a wad of RMB to buy it. The nanny, Xu San, immediately stopped her: "You've been fooled, Baobao! A monk coming to the mountains to chop down a fire qilin! You actually believe that nonsense!"

"I want it! I fought 80,000 rounds to get it!"

"Eighty thousand! Do you think we're playing mahjong?"

Xu San tried his best to pull Feng Baobao away but couldn't, so he had no choice but to buy the skewer. Then he fled as if he were escaping.

Seeing Xu San's disheveled figure, Xia Linyuan slowly walked over and said with a wry smile, "Dr. Hua, your outfit... is quite something."

The monk grinned at Xia Linyuan and took out another skewer: "Would you like to buy a skewer, benefactor? It's made from fire unicorns! Only 998!"

That's right, this monk was Dr. Hua in disguise, sent to test Feng Baobao's intelligence.

"How's Feng Baobao?" Xia Linyuan asked, pretending to be buying something.

Dr. Hua stroked his bald head and laughed loudly, "This girl... just as you predicted, she's definitely a fool! Hahaha. I've struck gold!"

Xia Linyuan laughed as well: "Now that we're done, let's go to the forest and help Master Dou and my master."

Dr. Hua's face darkened: "It's not over yet! I need to make sure that girl isn't pretending. I'll test her again later!"

'You're addicted to scamming people, aren't you...'

Xia Linyuan smiled slightly and remained silent, watching Zhang Chulan chatting and laughing happily with the Old Celestial Master.

The multicolored mask on Zhang Chulan's face gradually faded away, revealing a hint of purple-blue.

'Zhang Chulan, have you finally found your roots...?'

Chapter 22 Cunning and Lacking in Sense

The so-called "roots" can be anything: a person, family, an object, a cat, or a dog...

In the presence of one's roots, people will let down their guard and reveal their true selves...

That is the safe haven that people yearn for most in their hearts.

After that, Zhang Chulan and the Old Celestial Master left alone. Xia Linyuan and Wang had no reason to wait for him.

We headed straight into the mountains.

There was no path on the mountain originally, but as more people walked on it, it became a path.

The location of the Luotian Grand Ritual is an undeveloped area.

The woods were shady, with dappled shadows.

Wang Ye and Xia Linyuan walked along the tree-lined path in silence.

We continued until we reached the place called "Sky Cut," where a deep rift valley appeared, about 20 meters wide.

Across from them, Feng Xingtong and Zang Long were waving with smiles on their faces.

"Master Wang, my friend is waiting for me, so I won't accompany you."

Xia Linyuan said politely to Wang Ye.

"Okay, take your time. I'll just go find a place to sleep."

Wang Ye yawned.

Xia Linyuan nodded, bent his knees, and jumped over.

"Long time no see, you two."

Without saying a word, Zang Long put his arm around Xia Linyuan's neck: "Yuan, that's not fair of you! You actually gave the list I collected to that kid Xing Tong!"

"Why are you arguing with your roommates over such trivial matters?"

Feng Xingtong chuckled beside him. Then he handed a white wax stick to Xia Linyuan, saying, "Brother Yuan, Uncle Ye asked me to prepare this for you. He said you'll need it if you're going to use the Apple Orchard Martial Arts."

Xia Linyuan took the stick and smiled slightly: "I'm sorry to trouble Uncle Ye again. I'm ready to use the Qi Condensation Stick."

"That's so tiring."

Zang Long, with a sour face, said, "Let's go. Feng Xingtong is here to pick up Zhang Chulan."

"Really?"

"Hahaha... Brother Yuan, you guys go first." Feng Xingtong had an awkward smile on his face.

“That’s how it is with kids from big families! They have to put effort into everything, unlike me, who only puts effort into Linglong…” A blush flashed across Zang Long’s chubby face.