Under One Person: God Profiler

When Rong Shan finally noticed Xia Linyuan behind him, he was also taken aback by the result. A cold sweat trickled down his forehead: "These...are all members of the Quanxing Sect?"

Xia Linyuan nodded: "Most of these people have been disguised by the Domain Poison, so it's normal that the Daoist couldn't detect it."

"However, Liao Fan and I were able to find them thanks to the aura emanating from the Taoist priest."

Rong Shan hesitated for a moment, then pointed to his nose: "Me?"

Xia Linyuan smiled gently and said, "That's right. If it weren't for your imposing aura that intimidated them, I wouldn't have noticed their slip-up."

After hearing Xia Linyuan's words, Rong Shan suddenly found this company person much more agreeable: "Hahahaha. Thank you for the compliment, young man."

"No, that's the truth."

After a round of mutual flattery, Rong Shan was responsible for bringing these Quanxing people to Lu Jin and notifying Huabei to conduct interrogations.

Xia Linyuan and Liao Fan went to the Heavenly Stem site to investigate.

Dry ground.

When Xia Linyuan and Liao Fan arrived, a fierce battle was taking place in the arena.

The old master was also in the stands, watching Wang Ye and Zhuge Qing in the arena with a serious expression...

"Wow! Brother Xia, look! It's a contest between sorcerers!"

Liao Fan, standing to the side, had a gleam in his eyes, as if he had spotted something extraordinary.

Sorcerers practice celestial rituals. Their methods are unpredictable and mysterious; the famous Qimen Dunjia alone has 4,720 formations. Add to that all sorts of other supernatural practices like fortune-telling, and they're practically a bug in the world.

Xia Linyuan also looked towards the competition venue.

Xia Huaisang taught him all kinds of martial arts, but the old man didn't teach him any magic.

Xia Linyuan's exposure to anything related to magic and divination came from his father's teachings on the "Xiang Zhuan" (Commentary on the Image). Ultimately, it was all about teaching him how to be a good person.

As heaven maintains vigor through movement, a superior man should constantly strive for self-improvement. (Qian Hexagram)

The earth's nature is receptive; the superior man, in accordance with this, cultivates virtue and sustains all things (Kun hexagram).

Following the wind, the superior man, in accordance with this, carries out his commands and acts accordingly (the Xun hexagram).

The thunder gradually strikes; the superior man, in fear and introspection, reflects upon himself. (Zhen Hexagram)

Goodness is like water; a wise person plans ahead when undertaking any task. (Kan Hexagram)

The hexagram Fire (同人) signifies that a wise person distinguishes things by their categories and groups (Li hexagram).

Walking on the marsh, the superior man discerns the people's will and brings them peace (Dui hexagram).

The hexagram Gen (艮) signifies humility; the superior man, by showing compassion to those who have little, benefits those who have much.

............

"Brother Xia! That Taoist array plate doesn't follow the principles of mutual generation and restraint!" Liao Fan suddenly exclaimed, pulling Xia Linyuan out of his memories.

"What do you mean?" Xia Linyuan asked softly.

Seeing that Xia Linyuan didn't understand Qimen Bagua, Liao Fan quickly explained, "Brother Xia, look at that Taoist priest. He's standing in the Xun position, but he's using magic from the Kun position! And the power of it far surpasses that of Zhuge Qing from the Wuhou School!"

"Is it that strange? Is it because Daoist Wang Ye's cultivation is stronger and he can't suppress it?" Xia Linyuan asked.

"No, Brother Xia, sorcerer is a special profession. Sorcerers believe in following the laws of nature and obeying the arrangements of fate."

Finding the right time, the right place, and the right power while following the principles of the universe—that is the source of a sorcerer's power.

“Cultivation level, while somewhat useful to sorcerers, is not much. They place more emphasis on their state of mind.”

"The Daoist Wang Ye you mentioned is defying the heavens right now!"

Xia Linyuan's eyebrows twitched.

unbelievable!

"Li Zi Chi Lian!"

Flames shot out from Zhuge Qing's hand and attacked Wang Ye.

Wang Ye remained motionless, still carrying a hunched back, and said calmly, "The character 'Xun' signifies the merit of sandalwood."

Countless wooden blocks sprouted in front of Wang Ye to block the flames.

Even Xia Linyuan, who knew nothing about magic, could see through it.

This fire can't burn this wood.

Is this against the natural order?

Xia Linyuan frowned, pondering the meaning behind it.

Suddenly, an extremely uncomfortable feeling arose from the bottom of my heart.

Xia Linyuan quickly turned around and looked, and the distorted gray... reappeared.

Chapter 43: Manipulating the Four Trigrams!

Xia Linyuan's pupils contracted. He was all too familiar with this feeling; it was the same color that had appeared on the face of that kind-hearted aunt back then—distorted, ugly, and nauseating.

The color in Xia Linyuan's calm eyes slowly faded.

When he saw the man's face clearly, he was shocked.

The Ten Elders – Wang Ai of the Wang family, one of the four families.

There are actually four families who covet something? What do these four families want that they can't get, so they've set their sights on Daoist Wang Ye?

Xia Linyuan turned to look at the others again and found that many people were still showing surprised expressions.

At this time.

A blue pillar shot into the sky from the center of the arena, eliciting gasps of surprise from the audience.

"Brother Xia, Zhuge Qing has used the Qimen Phenomenon Technique!"

Liao Fan said in shock.

Xia Linyuan didn't understand any phenomenal mental techniques, but he could see something extra in Zhuge's pupils...

They carefully observed the battle situation.

Zhuge Qing abandoned his magic and charged directly at Wang Ye with a deep blue light emanating from his eyes.

Is that a pupil technique?

A faint white flame flickered in Xia Linyuan's eyes as he maximized his observation skills. He stared intently at the arena, his eyes unblinking.

Wang Ye remained still, while Zhuge Qing first engaged in close combat.

Suddenly, the two figures switched positions!

In Xia Linyuan's eyes, Zhuge Qing suddenly entered a space and was transferred to Wang Ye's position!

Manipulating space.

There's also the magic that freezes one in place by the Old Celestial Master. And the flow of time as one perceives it.

Manipulating time.

Are these things that an ordinary warlock can do?

"What did you do!"

Zhuge Qing's eyes widened in anger, his gaze filled with clear astonishment and fear. He hadn't seen anything at all with his Qimen Manifestation Technique! He had been completely manipulated by Wang Ye.

Wang Ye took a sliver of blood from his wound and gently touched the empty space with his fingertip.

The drop of blood suddenly appeared on Zhuge Qing's chest.

"The major acupoint Tanzhong is restricted... Is that enough?"

Wang Ye turned his head slightly, showing neither sorrow nor joy, like a highly accomplished immortal.

The Tanzhong acupoint is a transit station for maintaining the circulation of Qi within the body. If Wang hadn't held back, he could have crippled Zhuge Qing in an instant.

Zhuge Qing stared silently at the bloodstain on his chest. At this moment, the Qimen Dunjia technique, which his Wuhou School had been proud of for over two thousand years, had been defeated—utterly and utterly defeated…

"I...I give up..."

Zhuge Qing struggled to open his mouth and utter the word he had almost never spoken before. A mix of emotions welled up in his heart: resentment, doubt... and so on. In the end, he decided that he needed to know why he had been defeated!

A surge of energy coursed through his body, and he sank into his inner vision...

What type of magic did Daoist Wang Ye use...?

However, Wang Ye, who was also a sorcerer, immediately sensed what Zhuge Qing was about to do and his expression changed: "Zhuge Qing, stop! Don't calculate anymore!"

But Zhuge Qing paid no heed, determined to find out what was going on! Then Wang Ye rushed up to Zhuge Qing, grabbed him by the collar, and roared angrily, "I told you to stop! Didn't you hear me...?"

*Pfft*, the divine calculation backfired, causing his blood to rush to his head and spit out a mouthful of blood. Looking at Daoist Wang Ye, who was so close at hand, he shook off Wang Ye's hand, took a few steps back to create distance, and gave a bitter smile: "I just wanted to make a rough calculation and I suffered a backlash. Your magic is indeed extraordinary..."

Facing Wang Ye's furious expression, Zhuge Qing gently wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth and stubbornly said, "It's not that I can't accept defeat... but this defeat means a lot to me. Even if I die, I don't want to lose so inexplicably!"

Wang Ye's face darkened, and he slowly uttered four words: "You... damn... son of a bitch..."

After Wang Ye finished speaking, he covered his mouth in astonishment and bowed in the direction of Wudang Mountain.

"ah!"