Under One Person: God Profiler

The front of the body is yang, and the back is yin.

He manages affairs of the mortal realm by day and settles disputes of the underworld by night.

The spirits descended.

The Yin-Yang Ghost Judge—Cui Jue!

"In all things, one should not deceive or lie; for the gods are watching from above."

"Good and evil will be rewarded in the end; the cycle of karma is inevitable!"

The singer delighted the gods; the melodious opera-style singing flowed from Xia Linyuan's mouth, and the power of faith emanating from him grew even stronger.

Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao looked at each other from outside the bushes.

Huhuhu

The night was quiet and still, with only the chirping of crickets to be heard.

"Sister Bao'er, what did you just hear?" Zhang Chulan swallowed hard and looked around warily.

"I heard it, they said something about karma coming full circle," Feng Baobao said innocently.

If you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear.

Zhang Chulan immediately felt a pang of panic.

'Have you done too many bad things?'

'I haven't done anything wrong! Please, Sister Bao'er!'

"Sister Bao'er! Something's fishy, ​​let's run!"

As soon as Zhang Chulan finished speaking, the melodious opera singing began to rise again in the air...

"Feng Baobao, an innocent person buried alive! Therefore, she is sentenced to high-heeled shoe hell..."

In ancient times, there was a story of Cui Jue judging a tiger.

Today, Xia Linyuan judges Feng Baobao.

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It sounds like a brush lightly brushing across paper...

Then a stream of black energy surged out from the jungle, like a sleeping potion, and covered Feng Baobao's eyes.

Pairs of high heels seemed to come alive, joyfully rushing towards Feng Baobao.

Feng Baobao was terrified. Just as she was about to run away... a black high heel, emitting a cackling laugh, slipped onto her foot.

The high heels seemed to have a mind of their own, bouncing and hopping on Feng Baobao's feet, causing her to lose her balance. She fell onto Zhang Chulan, and her other foot also got caught in the high heel.

The high heels seemed to be grinning maliciously, making Feng Baobao dizzy and causing her to wave her hands wildly.

"Sister Bao'er! What's wrong, Sister Bao'er!"

Zhang Chulan quickly checked on Feng Baobao's condition. He saw that Feng Baobao's eyes were completely black, she was lying on the ground, her hands covering her feet, and she was pushing something away with all her might!

He kept shouting "No, no!"

I've been caught in an illusion!

Zhang Chulan was startled! What was this black thing? It wasn't Qi! It was something I had never seen before.

"The judge of Yin and Yang wields the ghost pen, altering the lifespan of the living in the Book of Life."

Zhang Chulan, your lifespan is coming to an end. Come with me.

As the opera aria began, a figure slowly emerged from the jungle, holding a black book, the Book of Life and Death, in his left hand and a soul-reaping judge's pen in his right.

Surrounded by swirling black mist...

Just as Zhang Chulan was about to get a clear look at the person's face, the person's head suddenly turned 180 degrees, revealing that ugly black demon mask!

Zhang Chulan is just a newcomer who has only been in the world of supernatural beings for a few weeks and then went into seclusion for a month. He's never seen anything like this before!

This startled Zhang Chulan so much that snot bubbles popped out of his nose: "Holy crap! A ghost! Oh my god! I've encountered a ghost in Daoshan in the middle of the night! Isn't this Longhu Mountain?! Amitabha! Amitabha!"

As he rambled on and on, Zhang Chulan suddenly paused, a brilliant idea flashing through his mind, and he grinned foolishly:

"Hehehe, I'm dreaming..."

"I must not be awake yet!"

"I must have had a nightmare because I was too deeply affected by the fact that my junior uncle wasn't a virgin!"

"Hehehe, wake up, let me face reality happily!"

Zhang Chulan roared!

All I could hear was Feng Baobao's murmur.

The Ghost Judge slowly wrote the character "Death" in the Book of Life and Death with his black pen. With a flick of the pen, the character "Death" struck down directly.

"Holy crap! Thunder!"

Upon seeing this, Zhang Chulan immediately sobered up, let out a curse, and unleashed a burst of lightning that stimulated all the meridians in his body. He grabbed Feng Baobao and ran, but Feng Baobao was restless and kept struggling.

A slap landed squarely on Zhang Chulan's face, causing him to stagger. The word "death" struck him directly on the back of the head, instantly knocking him unconscious.

The Ghost Judge slowly walked to Zhang Chulan's side, and the black substance on his body gradually dissipated.

His refined face was revealed.

Xia Linyuan squatted down and patted Zhang Chulan's face: "Bury me? I can handle the two of you!"

He glanced at Feng Baobao again, pointed at her nose, and shouted, "You unlucky kid!"

He glanced at the military shovel and started digging a hole.

He began humming a little tune: "Good and evil... will be rewarded in the end... the cycle of karma is inevitable..."

They put Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao in vertically, mimicking how Feng Baobao buried him, poured some water, threw them in, leaving their heads sticking out... Then they took a picture and sent it to Zhang Chulan.

As for the food, just put it right in front of their mouths!

Bashi!

Xia Linyuan nodded in satisfaction. Just as he was about to leave, he felt a chill run down his spine.

In the moonlight, he could see the tall figure behind him...

"Cui Jue judged the tiger with unwavering resolve."

"The masked deity doesn't portray gods, but ghosts; truly a descendant of Xia Huaisang..."

The aged yet powerful voice instantly revealed who the newcomer was.

Xia Linyuan turned around stiffly, and asked in confusion:

"Who is Xia Huaisang? I've never heard of her..."

"Kid, are you trying to fool me?"

“…”

Xia Linyuan remained silent for a moment, then bowed respectfully:

"Xia Linyuan greets the Old Celestial Master..."

Unexpectedly, the old master laughed and said, "Come on, if you really wanted to pay your respects to me, you would have done so long ago... You're probably just trying to avoid me."

Xia Linyuan had nothing to say; he really didn't want to see the old man from Jia Shen.

After all, the title "Grandpa" is too cool; he's the number one troublemaker in the Quanxing sect.

How much trouble must one cause to be considered number one in the Quanxing Sect? And then there are the moves they learned themselves. Aside from the Divine Mask, there's the Lu family's Ruyi Jin, the Natural Sect's Overlord Spear... They don't seem like they were obtained through legitimate channels.

Looking at the suicide note, killing the remnants of the Jia Shen rebellion was the old man's greatest act of kindness.

How wicked must he have been in his previous life?

Can't admit it.

"Old Celestial Master, how long have you been watching?"

"Hahaha, it's been going on since you were buried---"

The old master paused, then changed his words, saying, "I've been watching ever since you buried those two little ones..."

"On the very first day of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, you caused me this trouble."

"Do you look down on my Celestial Master's Mansion?"

The old master spoke calmly, but Xia Linyuan could feel a faint aura slowly emanating from the old man's body.

"Of course I wouldn't dare."

"Hahaha, of course you wouldn't dare? If you wouldn't dare, why didn't you participate in the draw after the competition, and instead came here for a private duel?"

Hearing the old master's question, Xia Linyuan was about to say something when the old master interrupted him: "Alright, your junior brother and I have drawn your lots for you. Compare yourself to Shan Shitong. Compare that little girl to Wang Ergou, and Zhang Chulan to Lu Renjia."

Xia Linyuan thought to himself, "What a rant!"

"Didn't you just arrive? You even know we haven't drawn lots and are fighting amongst ourselves! Your statements are completely incoherent!"

Unfortunately, he wasn't strong enough to challenge the Celestial Master, so he could only swallow his pride and say, "Thank you, Celestial Master."