Yin Yang Soul Searcher

Bai Jueming settled Han Xueshan in a clean guest room and then went to Zhengshan Hall.

By this time, the roll call time had passed, and Zhou Dahai and the other two were no longer in the Yin Yang Hall.

Stepping into the main hall, as expected, Li Zhengshan, a contemporary model worker, was sitting behind a table reviewing official documents. His thick, dark eyebrows were still furrowed, and he sported a stubble of beard.

"It seems like I've never seen Brother Shan get off work," Bai Jueming muttered to himself.

"Brother Shan, about Chu Jiangyuan..." Bai Jueming sighed deeply, "It failed!"

Li Zhengshan was not surprised. He kept writing and comforted Li Zhengshan, saying, "This kind of thing definitely can't be done in one night. You have to be patient."

Bai Jueming felt that Brother Shan might have misunderstood, so he silently took out a rolled-up strip of cloth from his sleeve and placed it on Li Zhengshan's table, slowly unrolling it in front of him.

"What is this?" Before the question was finished, a bloody ear appeared from the strip of cloth.

"Whose ear?" Li Zhengshan gasped, feeling a chill run down his spine.

"Chu Jiangyuan!" Bai Jueming sighed, "It was a sure win."

"What exactly happened? Tell me properly." Li Zhengshan's eyes were filled with disbelief. An eighth-rank official could deal with a fourth-rank official? Do you believe that?

Then Bai Jueming recounted everything that had happened in the black market, how the plan was laid out, how Han Xueshan was injured, how Cheng Yaobing crippled Chu Jiangyuan, and how the giant eagle saved Chu Jiangyuan.

Li Zhengshan nodded repeatedly after hearing this. No wonder he hadn't been contacted; it turned out Cheng Yanbing had made a move. That made sense.

This kid's experiences in one night were more exciting and stimulating than most people's experiences in a year.

"It was because I talked too much that I gave that demon a chance to take advantage of me!" Bai Jueming clenched his fist in regret.

Hearing the end, Li Zhengshan couldn't help but sigh, "What a pity. If I had been there, perhaps we could have saved that demon cultivator."

"The Vice Hall Master is also having a headache over this matter. I'll go and report it later to see if there's anything I can do to help. Perhaps we can start with that demon cultivator and eventually find the mastermind behind the mine case!"

Bai Jueming could only blame himself for not thinking things through. However, he shouldn't have to worry about Chu Jiangyuan's revenge for the time being, since Chu Jiangyuan was already in a precarious situation himself.

"Brother Shan, what are these demon cultivators doing in the capital?" First, there were demon cultivators appearing at Treasure Beast Mountain, and then there were high-ranking demon cultivators who got involved with Chu Jiangyuan. Bai Jueming's intuition told him that something big might happen in the capital.

Li Zhengshan gazed at the teacup on the table and sighed, "Ever since the Imperial Preceptor was injured, all sorts of scoundrels and demons have become restless. They all want to take the opportunity to cause trouble in the capital."

"As for the purpose," Li Zhengshan shook his head, "I don't know either. It's just that today the Imperial Advisor gave an order for the Yin-Yang Palace to patrol more and strengthen the security of the capital."

That's it? Increasing patrols won't do much good. Demon cultivators who can transform into human form aren't that easy to find.

Then Bai Jueming asked the question that concerned him most: "Brother Shan, how did the peerless and incomparably powerful Imperial Advisor get injured?"

Bai Jueming remembered that when he first transmigrated, Cheng Yanbing had mentioned that something went wrong with the pills he was making for the Imperial Preceptor, but he never had a chance to ask how the Imperial Preceptor was injured.

Li Zhengshan glanced at Bai Jueming and said, "There's no need to speak like that. The Imperial Preceptor can't hear you."

Bai Jueming chuckled, not embarrassed at all.

Two months ago, a very powerful auspicious beast was born in the Thundercloud Cave Heaven, located at the border of Liangzhou and Beichen in the north of the Great Xia Empire. It was born as a second-grade beast!

Beichen and our Great Xia sent many experts to besiege them, but they suffered heavy casualties and returned empty-handed.

Just a few days ago, the Imperial Advisor personally led a large group of experts, along with the First Prince, to Beichen. After a long and fierce battle with the auspicious beast, the Imperial Advisor finally killed it, albeit at the cost of serious injuries.

"Unexpectedly, at the same time the Imperial Advisor killed the auspicious beast, the Imperial Advisor of the Yin-Yang Palace of Beichen also arrived." At this point, Li Zhengshan's eyes widened in anger, and with a "smack," the sound of Li Zhengshan slamming his hand on the table suddenly rang out in the originally quiet hall.

Bai Jueming was startled and immediately stood up straight.

That shameless old scoundrel dared to launch a sneak attack while the Imperial Preceptor was injured, abandoning all martial ethics. The Imperial Preceptor, already severely wounded, hastily fought back, ultimately damaging his cultivation foundation and forcing him to rush back to the capital for treatment.

The carcass of the auspicious beast had to be escorted back to the capital by the eldest prince, who was accompanying the emperor.

"You know what happened next," Li Zhengshan said, leaning back in his chair and sighing. "After the Imperial Preceptor returned to the capital, His Majesty ordered the Craftsmen's Hall to refine elixirs to help him heal, but then the elixirs went awry."

Bai Jueming nodded in sudden understanding, now realizing the reason for the Imperial Preceptor's injury. He then humbly asked, "Brother Shan, what exactly is a mythical beast?"

"Gadget? This thing is very valuable." Li Zhengshan had to explain to his half-baked subordinate.

In some unique mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, a place where spiritual energy will not dissipate will be formed.

Practitioners call it a blessed land, where the flowers, plants, and wild animals that grow there will become precious herbs and intelligent beasts after being nurtured by spiritual energy for a long time.

Auspicious beasts are not cultivated from wild animals, but are born abruptly in accordance with the laws of nature! They are born with a minimum rank of three! Each auspicious beast possesses a divinely bestowed supernatural power, and the various supernatural powers make each appearance of an auspicious beast extremely troublesome.

Some can teleport, some can use formations, and some can conceal their presence, specializing in sneak attacks from behind...

After killing the auspicious beast, these divinely bestowed abilities do not disappear but remain on the beast's corpse. Cultivators discovered that by refining these corpses into magical artifacts, they could use some of the auspicious beast's divine abilities from its lifetime.

Therefore, the corpses of these auspicious beasts have always been coveted by various countries.

The Beichen Yin-Yang Masters made their move for the auspicious beast's corpse, but they were not strong enough and failed to steal it even after ambushing the Imperial Advisor.

Another day of learning. The original owner of this body hadn't cultivated for very long, so naturally, he had no idea about these things. This again demonstrates the advantage of having the imperial court's backing; otherwise, these things would cost money outside, and there's no guarantee they'd be genuine!

After talking for so long, Li Zhengshan's mouth was a little dry. Bai Jueming, being sensible, stepped forward and poured him a cup of tea.

Li Zhengshan nodded approvingly: "If there's nothing else, you should rest well today. Chu Jiangyuan is so badly injured, he shouldn't have time to send anyone to assassinate you."

"Wang Pang and Wu Yuan have already gone to patrol the streets. I sent Zhou Dahai to Treasure Beast Mountain to investigate the demon race; I believe we'll have results soon."

"Brother Shan, I'll go check on Miss Han first. She got so badly injured helping me, I wonder if she's awake yet."

Bai Jueming clasped his hands in farewell and took his leave.

It was already noon when I stepped out of the main hall. Smoke was already rising from the kitchen.

Bai Jueming went to the kitchen and brought back two bowls of rice, two small dishes of side dishes, and specially picked out three chicken drumsticks. To be honest, the food at the Yin-Yang Palace was quite good, after all, they were staff members with official government positions.

Upon arriving at the guest room, Han Xueshan had already woken up, but she was still lying in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Bai Jueming placed the food on the table: "Miss Han, are you feeling better?"

Han Xueshan didn't answer, so Bai Jueming poured her a cup of tea and brought it to her bedside: "Miss Han, eat something now that you're awake. The people from the Craftsmen's Hall have already applied medicine to your wound. They said they can remove it now that you're awake."

"Am I disfigured?" Han Xueshan touched the gauze on her face and suddenly asked this question.

A tough woman, a strong wife. She's actually concerned about this? No wonder she looks like a tomboy on the outside, but inside she's still a little girl.

Bai Jueming wanted to tease her, so he pretended to be serious and said, "Disfigurement is certain. The people from the Craftsmen's Hall said that Chu Jiangyuan was too ruthless. The wounds on your face can no longer be completely healed. They are pitted and scarred, and it is inevitable that they will remain."

"Even the people from the Craftsmen's Hall can't do anything?" Han Xueshan was a little sad. No girl is indifferent to her appearance.

"When I was at Shanhu Temple, because of my very outgoing and carefree personality, many disciples privately said that I was a man."

"It's not just her personality, but also her figure," Han Xueshan sighed. "Now she doesn't even have a woman's face anymore."

So she knew she was a tomboy, huh? Bai Jueming almost laughed. "It's alright, Miss Han. If you don't mind, I can be your man."

To everyone's surprise, Han Xueshan said very seriously, "You're no good, you're too weak."

Hey, hey, how can you talk like that? I was just trying to comfort you, and you stab me in the back like this? When I say "thirty years east of the river," you'll regret it!

Although Han Xueshan was telling the truth, Bai Jueming still felt insulted.

"If I don't want to be your man, we can become sworn brothers, with you as the older brother."

"Get out, you bitch." Han Xueshan turned away and stopped talking.

Bai Jueming had no choice but to put down his teacup and place a bronze mirror on the table. After much persuasion, he finally convinced Han Xueshan to get up and remove the strips of cloth.

"Miss Han, you need to be mentally prepared." Bai Jueming unwrapped the strips of cloth one by one.

Han Xueshan looked at herself in the mirror, her heart pounding with anxiety, and slowly closed her eyes. Bai Jueming unwrapped the strips of cloth one by one. In the bronze mirror, Han Xueshan's skin was as delicate and smooth as mutton fat jade, as white as snow, with a faint pinkish glow, as if it could be broken with a touch.

Her eyebrows had a touch of heroism, and her nose was high and straight with clean lines, like towering mountains, adding a touch of fortitude and strength to her otherwise delicate face. Far from being disfigured, she seemed even more beautiful than before.

Han Xueshan, with her eyes closed, asked nervously, "How was it? Was it scary?"

But then she heard Bai Jueming let out a long sigh, and Han Xueshan felt even more nervous. Mustering her courage, she opened her eyes: "The skin in the mirror is flawless, without a single scar, a perfectly oval face."

Han Xueshan suddenly looked at Bai Jueming, only to see that bitch grinning with her big teeth showing. She had been tricked.

Han Xueshan was furious and embarrassed: "You bitch, you lied to me again!" Han Xueshan slammed her hand on the table and suddenly stood up to beat Bai Jueming.

Bai Jueming was prepared; he took a step back and jumped out of the room. Surely they wouldn't hit me in public.

......

After a few kind words of comfort, Han Xueshan finally calmed down and vowed not to joke like that again.

Bai Jueming placed a bowl of rice in front of Han Xueshan, with a chicken leg inside. "Miss Han, your injury has just healed; you need to eat more."

Bai Jueming placed the remaining two chicken drumsticks on Han Xueshan's plate, saying, "Miss Han, I specially asked someone to add an extra chicken drumstick. Please eat it."

Looking at the three chicken legs in the bowl, Han Xueshan's anger had subsided considerably; this person wasn't all that despicable.