Under One Person: God Profiler

As Lu Jin spoke, he handed the Tongtian Talisman to Xia Linyuan.

Throughout Lu Jin's speech, Xia Linyuan's gaze never left Lu Jin's face. Covering Lu Jin's face was a mask made of white paint, evenly applied over her entire face.

The precise black pigment was skillfully applied around his eyebrows and eyes, striking just the right balance – neither too dark nor too light.

Red accents were used on Lu Jin's forehead and nasolabial folds, creating an extremely beautiful effect on her face.

There wasn't a single distortion.

Xia Linyuan felt slightly relieved upon seeing this, because such a combination of makeup usually appears on characters with flawless minds, portraying figures who symbolize a life of purity (such as monks and Taoist priests). The red dots on the forehead further emphasize their loyalty and righteousness.

"The Heavenly Talisman is so powerful, Master Lu. Is it too late for me to back out now?"

Zhang Chulan said half-jokingly.

Lu Jin snorted and ignored him, picking up the Tongtian Talisman and slapping it directly into Xia Linyuan's hand.

"I hope you make good use of this power."

"I dare not refuse the gifts from my elders, nor forget their teachings; I will remember them forever..."

Xia Linyuan said very respectfully.

The old Celestial Master on the high platform smiled and took out his phone to record the moment.

"Master, you wanted to pass on your skills to Xia Huaisang, giving him multiple life-saving abilities, but I ruined it. It's a grave mistake for a wicked person to spread their teachings; it's always been a thorn in my side."

Xia Linyuan is now deeply entangled, having mastered the Eight Extraordinary Techniques...

This can be considered a form of compensation...

I hope he survives...

It's all the fault of the previous generation that has made today's young people so cunning.

Being too good to him won't work, or he'll become wary; being too bad to him won't work either, or he'll hold a grudge. And you can't just ignore him... Sigh, this is so difficult for me.

The old Celestial Master let out a deep breath and looked at Zhang Chulan calmly, saying, "Zhang Chulan, get ready. Tonight, I will personally pass on my teachings to you, and you will become the next Celestial Master."

Upon hearing the old master's words, everyone applauded enthusiastically before leaving the scene.

Xia Linyuan carefully put away the Tongtian Talisman. He was about to head to the woods behind the mountain to meet up with Dou Le and the others when he saw Zhang Chulan still standing there. Out of politeness, he patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder and said, "Master Zhang, do a good job!"

After saying that, he strode into the shadows of the entrance and headed towards the back of the mountain.

Zhang Chulan and the young Taoist priest supporting him were left standing there alone.

After a moment of stunned silence, the young Taoist priest said impatiently, "Zhang Chulan, are you leaving or not?"

Zhang Chulan said with a serious expression, "If you leave, I'll leave."

The young Taoist priest, feeling Zhang Chulan's weight, revealed a disdainful look: "You're really weak..."

Zhang Chulan: I'll tolerate it if someone with a disability doesn't complain about a broken wheelchair!

Chapter 71 The Strange Monk

Xia Linyuan immediately took out his phone and made a call as soon as he left the competition venue:

"Master Dou, the curtain has fallen here."

The other side of the forest.

Dou Le stepped on someone, gripped the hemp rope tightly in his hand, and tightened it sharply.

"Ah, okay. Come on over, quite a few people from Quanxing have come up."

"Woo-"

The rope was tightly strangled around the man's mouth, and bright red blood seeped out. Dou Le frowned when he saw the man still struggling. He kicked the man in the chin, and with a crisp crack, the man immediately fainted.

Dou Le was about to say something into the phone when it was taken away by another hand.

Xiao Zizai, holding a scalpel in his left hand and a phone in his right, said calmly, "Yuan, the Quanxing sect came for the Tongtian Talisman. Today, the ownership of the Tongtian Talisman is at stake. Haven't you made any moves?"

Xia Linyuan leaped and bounded among the branches of the forest: "Yes, but they are all small fry, and some of them may not even be Quanxing members."

Xiao Zizai pondered for a moment: "Even so, you should go into hiding first. They will definitely target the Tongtianlu first. You need to protect the area around the owner of the Tongtianlu. We'll meet up later. Quanxing's ambitions this time are not small. We must remain vigilant. In the meantime, Lao Dou and I will take action."

Hearing this, Xia Linyuan paused, his brows furrowing: "Master, can you manage without me?"

Xiao Zizai remained unfazed: "Of course I can."

"Ha, he can do it, but I can't."

Dou Le, who was standing to the side, interrupted haphazardly.

Xiao Zizai turned slightly, his face expressionless. He stared intently at Dou Le, a threatening look in his eyes, and said to Xia Linyuan:

Just listen to me.

"Need not."

Xiao Zizai remained silent, waiting for Xia Linyuan to continue.

"The Heavenly Scroll is on me."

Xiao Zizai's brow twitched, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Hmm."

Xia Linyuan didn't speak further, also waiting for Xiao Zizai to continue. The two understood each other quite well and knew that the other had something to say next.

He paused for a moment after speaking, then said, "Come and join us."

A smile appeared on Xia Linyuan's face.

"As you command, Master."

Toot——

The call was disconnected, and Xia Linyuan's WeChat then received a location sharing notification.

The wind rustled through the branches.

"Old Dou, Xiao Yuan is going to become a Heavenly Master."

Xiao Zizai casually tossed his phone toward Dou Le.

Upon hearing Xiao Zizai's words, Dou Le almost dropped the phone. He used both hands to cushion it before managing to keep it safe, and said with a sour face, "That's bullshit."

"Would Xiao Yuan be willing to become a Heavenly Master?"

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Zizai revised his words and said, "Xiao Yuan obtained the Tongtian Talisman."

"Oh, then what are we standing there for? Xiao Yuan obtained the Heavenly Scroll, and he's in a somewhat dangerous situation now. Let's go find him..."

Dou Le pondered for a moment and then made a decision immediately.

Seeing this, Xiao Zizai slightly tapped the glasses on the bridge of his nose and laughed, "I thought you were going to curse."

Dou Le opened the shared location with Xia Linyuan, slowly walked towards the screen, and said:

"There's no use in panicking when you really encounter a problem. It's better to think about how to solve it."

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. I sensed something was off about you the moment Xiao Yuan came back from Tianjin. What, you want to get rid of Xia Linyuan?"

Dou Le said with a sour face.

“It’s not right for him to stay with me. It’s proven that I don’t know how to take care of children. In my current state, if he stays with me, he will only hurt him sooner or later. Giving him some freedom is for his own good.”

Xiao Zizai followed closely behind and said calmly.

Dou chuckled:

"Xiao, you need to know that Xiao Yuan was brought back by you. He's an orphan."

"If you insist on getting rid of him, where... can he go?"

Xiao Zizai remained silent, standing straight and looking down at Dou Le.

To be precise, he looked down at the phone Dou Le was holding: "What... is going on?"

Dou Le looked at his phone screen upon hearing this, only to see that the two points, which had initially been slowly approaching each other, were now growing further apart. Had Xia Linyuan changed direction?

Dou Le and Xiao Zizai exchanged a glance.

Something happened!?

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Trees and plants sway in the wind, and sunlight filters through the leaves.

Xia Linyuan walked in the direction shown on the map.

Suddenly

My vision flashed.

A strange monk appeared not far ahead, seemingly out of nowhere.

Why do I say he's strange...?

Because the clothes he was wearing did not conform to the usual Buddhist attire.

He was clearly a monk, wearing a long white robe and a white hat embroidered with elaborate red and blue patterns. His hands, clasped together, were adorned with countless jewels: crystal prayer beads, gold thumb rings, and beads made of various colored glass.

Everything about him seemed discordant.