Under One Person: God Profiler

"If you're going to cause trouble, at least do it in the yard first."

A light, tinkling sound of footsteps was heard, and the old celestial master suddenly appeared behind the two. He reached out with both hands to grab the back of their necks.

"The Golden Watchman."

"Dragon Claw Hand".

Just as Xia Linyuan was about to make a move, he suddenly felt his body become disconnected from his surroundings. He was in a third-person perspective, seeing his own body and the old master's hand reaching for his back.

Time is a thief; it cannot stand the light of day.

Once you spot it, it will go around you.

In an instant, Xia Linyuan regained his movements, flipped over to dodge the old master's grab, and then reached out with his hand in a dragon claw shape to grab the old master's neck.

The old master slapped her across the face, a seemingly casual slap that distorted the very air!

Xia Linyuan quickly abandoned his attack and used his Ghost Step to create distance.

The moment Wang Ye used the Chaotic Golden Clapper, his mind went blank. His stamina was rapidly depleted. He rolled away to create distance.

His whole body was still soaked in sweat, and he was panting heavily.

'Good heavens, I almost collapsed after using the Chaotic Golden Cudgel on the Celestial Master just once. Trying to influence him is simply too difficult.'

'And that Xia Linyuan recovered even faster than the Old Celestial Master. I only wanted to test him out. The Old Celestial Master at least held his power for a moment, but he only lasted a split second. Could he also use the Chaotic Golden Cudgel? When I use the Chaotic Golden Cudgel, I'll synchronize time to remove the effect…'

Wang Ye, filled with doubt and panting heavily, looked at Xia Linyuan, only to see a faint white light flash in Xia Linyuan's eyes. 'A pupil technique?'

The old master looked at his hands in confusion. 'For a fleeting moment... I felt like I lost touch with my surroundings? I only recovered after Lin Yuan attacked...'

The old celestial master glanced at Wang Ye indifferently: "Spells, huh..."

"You...you have more than one master, Yunlong, don't you..."

Wang also glanced to the side, “….”

The old master sighed, "Alas, I'd better not ask anymore... Little Wang, you should go back and rest too... The upcoming competitions won't be easy."

"Young Lin Yuan, come with me..."

The old master walked back into the house and called out to Xia Linyuan.

He looked at the match schedule and fumbled around in it, as if an old friend was hidden inside.

'Lü Ci, Wang Ai, Feng Zhenghao... and Old Lu, they're all getting on in years, yet they seem to thrive on chaos...'

'The old ones never stop, and now the young ones are starting to show their talent...'

Ultimately, the root of the problem lies with the Thirty-Six Thieves...

'Zhang Huaiyi, Zhang Huaiyi... why did you all have to get involved with that person!'

"A divine dragon carried a map out of the Luo River, and a colorful phoenix carried a book in the azure clouds. Clearly, Feng Hou developed the text, and the art of divination and mystery began from there."

'Little Wang also... Feng Hou Qi Men... Sigh...'

Chapter 33 Summer Locust and Mulberry.

Xia Linyuan watched Wang Ye's departing figure and wanted to ask what kind of move that was.

But the old Celestial Master also began calling for him. Xia Linyuan could only keep this question to himself and headed towards the old Celestial Master's room.

The old master's room was very simple; apart from the bed and the table and chairs, there was nothing special in the whole room.

The old celestial master pointed to the wooden chair and said calmly, "Come and sit down."

Xia Linyuan nodded slightly and sat down opposite the old master with some restraint.

The old master gently placed the battle list back on the bed and smiled at Xia Linyuan, saying:

"Hehehe, don't be nervous. Didn't you want to know about your grandfather? I haven't met your grandfather much, and we've only fought twice. But I clearly understand what kind of person he is."

Xia Linyuan's heart skipped a beat: "What kind of person is he?"

The old Celestial Master continued unhurriedly, "Do you know that among those who lived through the period before and after the Jia Shen year, there were two people in the Quanxing sect who were referred to together? Now they are called the 'Double Evils'?"

"First there was the wicked child Li Muxuan, and now there's the wicked actor Xia Huaisang."

"One of them lived before the year Jia Shen, and the other lived after the year Jia Shen."

"A troublemaker at the Three Gates..."

"The other one, he stormed the Celestial Master's Mansion..."

Xia Linyuan was shocked and looked at the old Celestial Master in disbelief: "My grandfather? He attacked the Celestial Master's Mansion?"

The old Celestial Master slightly opened his eyes, observing Xia Linyuan's every move. Seeing that Xia Linyuan did not show any fear, he smiled slightly: "Yes, that happened after my junior brother Tian and I returned to the mountain after failing to find Zhang Huaiyi..."

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Longhushan

The training ground.

"Senior Brother Zhang Zhiwei! Senior Brother Zhiwei!"

A young Taoist priest dressed in a dark robe gently nudged a sleeping youth.

The young man swayed from side to side, then casually waved the young Taoist priest away: "Go away, go away, you've finished your morning practice, go play somewhere else. Anyway, your master is definitely not up yet."

"Senior Brother Zhiwei~" This time, her voice trembled slightly.

Zhang Zhiwei instinctively sensed something was wrong. He slightly opened his eyes and saw a handsome young Taoist priest.

Behind him stood a robust old man with a leopard's head, bulging eyes, a swallow's jaw, and a tiger's beard, staring intently at him.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei closed his eyes again, remained silent for a while, and then loudly chanted: "Heaven and earth are natural, impurities disperse. The cave is mysterious and vast, the primordial energy shines brightly..."

"This is called the Purifying Heaven and Earth Mantra. The meaning of the first sentence is..."

Zhang Zhiwei had hoped he could get away with it, but the old man just stared at him without saying a word.

Finally unable to contain himself any longer, he pretended to be surprised and exclaimed, "Oh, Master, you've come! I was teaching my brothers to recite their morning lessons!"

"Reading morning prayers?"

Zhang Jingqing said calmly.

"Yes, we're reciting it. Our fellow disciples can be our witnesses! Right?"

Zhang Zhiwei smiled, his eyes filled with hope as he looked at his fellow disciples.

Unexpectedly, the fellow disciples all turned their heads to one side and started whistling.

Zhang Zhiwei's face turned pale.

"A bunch of ingrates! I'll treat you to tea again!"

"Beast!"

Zhang Jingqing shouted, and Zhang Zhiwei immediately knelt down.

"You're over forty years old! And you're still so irresponsible! I'm going to give you a good beating today."

As Zhang Jingqing spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, ready to teach her unfilial son a lesson.

The other Taoist priests, seeing this, all pleaded for mercy. Those who needed to cling to his leg clung to his leg, and those who needed to kneel knelt down.

"Master, please don't! Senior Brother Zhiwei did recite his morning prayers just now."

"Master, please calm down. Getting angry is bad for your liver."

"Yes, Master, don't take it to heart by taking it to heart by your senior brother. That's just how he is."

Besides, you're no match for him now.

Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent!

They all knelt down with a thud!

Only the big-mouthed Taoist priest remained, standing there dumbfounded, still unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

Is this something that can be said to outsiders?

Zhang Jingqing looked at the young Taoist priest with an unfriendly expression: "Guangmao, say it again?"

Yang Guangmao smiled ingratiatingly, "Hehe, Master, don't be angry. You can't beat Senior Brother Zhiwei again. It wouldn't be good if you hurt him."

"You actually told me that again?!"

Zhang Jingqing grabbed Yang Guangmao by the collar and walked out of the square. Turning back to the disciples kneeling on the ground, she said, "Continue the morning lessons. Your master will teach Guangmao more profound Taoist techniques."

"Yes... Master."

The disciples replied in unison.

He then looked at Zhang Zhiwei and congratulated him, saying, "Congratulations, Senior Brother Zhiwei, you've escaped another calamity."

Zhang Zhiwei sighed deeply: "From my master to Jinzhong, I have always been careful to maintain that delicate balance. It's a pity that Guangmao still managed to expose it with a single sentence... What a sin..."

"Oh right, you guys continue with your morning lessons, I'm going to take care of my junior from Jinzhong."

As Zhang Zhiwei spoke, he ran towards the backyard.

'Hehehe, another beating is spared, perfect for taking a break.'