Yin Yang Soul Searcher

Bai Jueming handed the silver to the waiter. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, he quietly slipped out of the lobby.

It was past midnight, but the crowd in the black market had only grown larger, and the cacophony of conversation reached Bai Jueming's ears, making him feel heavy-hearted as he walked among them.

Now, all Bai Jueming can do is contact Li Zhengshan as soon as possible and ask him to bring more men to ambush them.

Just as Bai Jueming was racking his brains for a solution, someone lightly tapped his shoulder. "What are you thinking about?"

Bai Jueming turned to look at the person beside him, dressed in ordinary clothes, with a follower beside him who blinked big eyes.

Why didn't I think of that! A new path opens up before me!

Inside the room on the second floor.

Han Xueshan sat down opposite Chu Jiangyuan and pretended to think, saying, "Can you guarantee your safety right now? I don't want you to get captured by our enemies before you've even finished helping me get things done!"

"Hahahaha!" Chu Jiangyuan laughed loudly, "Since I dared to come, I'm absolutely confident. Those imperial henchmen won't catch me! They don't even know where I am!"

"In that case, I'll take you to see the demon core." Han Xueshan nodded thoughtfully. "The demon core is in my master's hands. I'll take you to see him."

"Your master?" Chu Jiangyuan's gaze turned cold.

"My master sought revenge for me, but he was no match for the demon cultivator. He is currently healing in a mountain cave. The demon core is in his hands."

Han Xueshan's eyes were filled with disdain: "If you don't dare to go, you can give up now."

"Once you step out this door, your life is in my hands! You can try if you're not afraid of death!" Chu Jiangyuan made up his mind. The man surnamed Yu was also afraid that he would die outside, so he was definitely not in any danger!

Since that's the case, it's okay to be a little greedy; otherwise, how can a rogue cultivator improve their cultivation? No one would joke with their own life!

"Where is the location?"

Night had long since fallen, and the mountains and forests seemed shrouded in a mysterious veil. The moonlight, like water, spilled into this silent world, outlining the unique contours of the mountains and forests.

Only martial artists at the third rank can fly. Therefore, Cheng Yanbing could only ride the two Cai Kun dogs like he was leading puppies, speeding through the suburbs.

He leaps up from the ground and then gently lands, repeating this process over and over.

"Brother Cheng, we're here! This is it!" Bai Jueming's face was practically contorted from blowing so hard, and he hurriedly spoke. Below was the stream where he had met Han Xueshan the day before yesterday.

In contrast, Tang Weiwei looked completely at ease; she was already used to being led around like this by her senior brother. A faint barrier of gale-force winds stood in front of her. This was her little magical artifact.

Cheng Yanbing slowly descended from the sky, without blushing or panting.

As soon as he landed, Bai Jueming, panting heavily, said impatiently, "Brother Cheng, time is of the essence, listen to my instructions now..."

After Bai Jueming finished giving his instructions, Cheng Yanbing took out a pill and swallowed it in one gulp. Instantly, Cheng Yanbing's face turned as if she had not yet recovered from a serious injury.

His face was as pale as paper, his once resolute features now appearing haggard, his cheeks sunken, and his eyes revealing exhaustion and pain.

"Brother Cheng truly lives up to his reputation as the number one alchemist in the Great Xia Dynasty. This is so incredibly lifelike!" Bai Jueming exclaimed in praise.

Cheng Yanbing nodded in satisfaction, his face beaming with joy. He thoroughly enjoyed the praise he received for his pills.

After flattering Cheng Yanbing, Bai Jueming asked with concern, "Brother Cheng, can you guarantee Miss Han's safety without me calling Hall Master Li?"

Cheng Yanbing shook her head: "I'm not confident!"

"This is no joke! I'll contact Master Li right now!" Wouldn't that make me let Han Xueshan down? She's taken such a big risk for me!

Chu Jiangyuan, along with his entourage and Han Xueshan, left the black market through another entrance.

Chu Jiangyuan, finding Han Xueshan's Taoist cultivation level too low, wanted to take her on a whirlwind trip but was refused. Thinking they could get the demon core soon, he figured he could be patient, since at their speed it would only take half an hour!

He has already informed Lord Yu and the demon cultivator of the location. They will come to help him after they finish their conversation, or perhaps he won't need any help at all. It's better to be prepared!

Han Xueshan felt slightly uneasy; she needed to buy Bai Jueming time for his arrangements.

His attendant looked delighted. Under the threat of the man in black, Han Xueshan had no choice but to hand over five talismans!

Under the moonlight, the three of them traveled at a leisurely pace and soon arrived at the stream.

Under the moonlight, a man of ordinary appearance but with a haggard face was meditating cross-legged. He seemed unaware of the arrival of Han Xueshan and her companions.

Who is this person? Why isn't it Hall Master Li? Could he be a colleague of the Hall Master? Han Xueshan wondered to herself, but her reaction was quick. She spoke loudly, "Master, I've found someone to help you. He needs to check the authenticity of the demon core first."

Chu Jiangyuan took two steps forward and silently approached Han Xueshan. His attendant also silently formed a talisman.

Han Xueshan immediately sensed something was wrong. He was standing just two steps behind her, and she had no chance of escaping.

Just then, Cheng Yanbing finally spoke, his voice weak and feeble, "I am seriously injured and it is inconvenient for me to retrieve the demon core. Come and help me."

"Okay," Han Xueshan said nervously. She was about to take two steps forward when the man in black grabbed her shoulder.

On a small hill in the distance, Bai Jueming and Tang Weiwei lay prone in a patch of grass, each holding a cylindrical bone in their hands.

This is a magical artifact carried by Tang Weiwei. Through that bone, the two of them can clearly see what is happening in the distance.

Seeing the black market man grab Han Xueshan's shoulder, Bai Jueming knew something was wrong. This scoundrel was too cautious!

"Junior Sister, is there any way to find out what they're saying?" Bai Jueming asked.

Who's your junior sister? What an overly familiar guy. Tang Weiwei rolled her eyes dramatically: "No one, I haven't refined that kind of thing yet."

Bai Jueming felt a little regretful. He wished he could have overheard their conversation; perhaps he could have offered some advice.

"There's no need to trouble your disciple," Chu Jiangyuan waved to his attendant. "Go and lend this senior a hand."

The follower moved his feet reluctantly. What if there was a trap on the other side? Wouldn't he become a pawn to be sacrificed? But he dared not not go, or he would die immediately.

Chu Jiangyuan thought to himself that even if there was a trap, he could kill Han Xueshan instantly. If he wanted to escape, Han Xueshan wouldn't be able to catch him by himself!

To his surprise, Cheng Yanbing did not refuse, but simply nodded weakly. He then said to the attendant, "Come behind me; there's a brocade pouch at my waist. The demon core is inside."

As instructed by Cheng Yanbing, the attendant indeed found a black brocade pouch at his waist. Without any hindrance, the attendant retrieved the pouch and handed it to Chu Jiangyuan, thus ensuring his own safety.

Chu Jiangyuan frowned. This person was so weak that he couldn't even take off the brocade pouch?

"This is a Taoist brocade pouch. You can destroy it; the demon core is inside," Cheng Yanbing explained. "I'm too weak; I don't have that ability."

Chu Jiangyuan threw the brocade pouch to his attendant and said, "Destroy it."

"That bastard is too cautious!" Cheng Yanbing cursed inwardly, then said, "It's no use. He's too weak. Only my disciple and you can open it."

The attendant took the brocade pouch and tried it; sure enough, it couldn't be opened or destroyed.

Chu Jiangyuan's expression was uncertain, wondering if this was a trap! After thinking for a moment, Chu Jiangyuan decided to let Han Xueshan open it. Even if it was a trap, he could stay out of it and, at worst, run away!

Han Xueshan accepted the brocade pouch expressionlessly, her heart filled with anxiety, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead.

Cheng Yanbing remained calm, and a red pill appeared in his hand.

How do I open this thing? This wasn't mentioned in our discussion! The man in black is just two steps away; if things go wrong, he could kill me instantly!

On a distant hillside, Bai Jueming stared intently at their every move through the cylindrical bone. Tang Weiwei, who was also standing nearby, had already stood up, her hands forming a hand seal in preparation for casting a spell.

The cylindrical bone in her hand was Tang Weiwei's small magical artifact, specifically for seeing things in the distance, similar to a modern telescope.

The instant Han Xueshan received the brocade pouch, Bai Jueming shouted, "Do it!"

"Stop!" Tang Weiwei shouted. Then, as if she had lost all her strength, she collapsed to the ground.

Bai Jueming's palms were already sweating. This most crucial step actually had to be done by this glutton. It was too risky, but there was no better way.

That brocade pouch was a protective magic weapon personally crafted for her by her master, Qiao Shou, the number one weapon refiner of the Great Xia Dynasty. No one else could use it except her.

Their plan was that the brocade pouch had to fall into Han Xueshan's hands or the hands of a black market expert no matter what. As soon as someone took the pouch, Tang Weiwei would instantly cast a spell to protect the person holding it.

In Han Xueshan's hands, it's protection; in the hands of the man in black, it's confinement. Those outside can't get in, and those inside can't get out. That's what a pay-to-win player is like!

Bai Jueming casually put away the cylindrical bone; Han Xueshan was safe! He went over to help Tang Weiwei up, his eyes clear and sincere, and said, "Junior Sister, you've worked hard."

Tang Weiwei couldn't sense Bai Jueming's sincerity, and only emphasized, "You promised me the osmanthus cake!" Then, with Bai Jueming's help, she began to close her eyes and regulate her breathing.

As expected of you, you never forget your desserts no matter where you go. Bai Jueming thought for a moment, and if he had the chance, he could make some modern desserts for her and send them over, to visit her more often and get closer to her.

If I cater to their tastes, how could I not benefit? Being a kitchen whiz, making desserts is a piece of cake for me!