Under One Person: God Profiler

Xia Huaisang forced a smile onto his roguish face: "Oh, Daoist Master's stomach's pretty good today, you can even eat an apple."

"Hehehe..."

"When they couldn't steal it outright, they resorted to stealing it?"

Zhang Zhiwei took a big bite of the apple, and juice splashed everywhere.

"..."

"Old Master!"

"Ok?"

"I'm slipping away..."

Chapter 37 was truly an accident.

Zhang Zhiwei was about to chase after Xia Huaisang when he saw her slip away, but Zhang Jingqing stopped him.

"Zhiwei, stop chasing..."

Zhang Zhiwei paused, then leaped down from the wall, looking at Zhang Jingqing in confusion: "Master, why didn't you chase after him? He was secretly learning our Taoist techniques..."

Zhang Jingqing expressionlessly pulled out a yellowed book and tossed it to Zhang Zhiwei: "Don't worry about it, let him practice. When he comes again the time after that, you can test how well he's practicing."

"If the training is effective, then hand it over to him."

"But he can't find out it was us who gave it to him. We have to hand it to him casually, unintentionally. Understand?"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the yellow book in his hand, flipped through a few pages, scratched the back of his head. Although he didn't understand what his master wanted to do, he didn't ask any questions due to his master's imposing presence. He just nodded perfunctorily.

In the days that followed, the Celestial Master's Mansion was haunted.

The disciples of Longhu Mountain, who secretly worked hard, often saw ghosts wandering around at night.

Some disciples said that the ghost was the old Celestial Master's wife.

It is said that the old Celestial Master was lonely and restless on the Lonely Mountain for many years, and his body had not yet released its primordial yang energy, which attracted a ghost to the mountain, thus staging a love story between a human and a ghost.

In an era when entertainment options were scarce, these incidents were quickly turned into stories by the disciples, written with great detail and vividness.

They even managed to make Zhang Jingqing's heart flutter... no, they made her angry!

He immediately summoned his eldest disciple.

When Zhang Zhiwei arrived, he found that his master was also reading his own strange tales. He immediately said, "Master, what's this? You like reading this too?"

"The disciples on the mountain are all going crazy over it."

"You're described in this book as being incredibly vigorous despite your age! Like an old man pushing a cart!"

Zhang Zhiwei said with a look of admiration.

"You wretched child! How dare you slander your master! Tell me! Who wrote this book?!"

Zhang Jingqing glared angrily, raised the book high, then gently placed it on the coffee table beside her and pressed it down with her hand.

Zhang Zhiwei gave him a knowing look.

Zhang Jingqing coughed lightly: "Xia Huaisang, how's your practice of the Golden Light Mantra going?"

Zhang Zhiwei was taken aback, and said weakly, "Master, if he really masters it, should we really give him the Golden Light Mantra?"

"What? Is there a problem?"

Zhang Jingqing glanced at Zhang Zhiwei indifferently: "Xia Huaisang is right. How many members of the Zhengyi faction are still alive in this era?"

"His protection of Huaiyi is, in a personal sense, a favor to Longhu Mountain."

"From a public perspective, Xia Huaisang was a hero for participating in the battle against the enemy."

"Can't this Golden Light Mantra be passed on?"

Zhang Zhiwei opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything to refute it: "Okay, I'll test him tomorrow."

Zhang Jingqing nodded: "If he hasn't mastered it, don't give it to him. Skill lies in refinement, not quantity. If he hasn't grasped the Golden Light Mantra, giving him this technique will only harm him."

"I will obey my master's orders."

Zhang Zhiwei bowed and withdrew.

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

Three days later,

Late night

A figure emerged from the backyard, concealing himself with his back pressed against the wall. He moved forward silently, his footsteps barely making a sound, until he reached the high brick wall. He then leaped over the wall and gracefully landed in the courtyard.

His figure was in the shadows of the corner, moving slowly toward a study.

Upon reaching the study door, he lit a tinderbox. He then rummaged through the bookshelf for paper and pen, and began writing something.

"Wow, you're really hardworking."

A person lay sprawled on the roof beam, speaking languidly.

The man looked up in alarm: "Senior brother?"

Zhang Zhiwei leaped down from the roof beam. He approached Yang Guangmao, examining the writing on the paper, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Junior brother, is this how you talk about our master..."

Yang Guangmao smiled sheepishly: "Master also enjoys watching it."

"I only just discovered I have this talent myself. But why is my senior brother still here so late?"

Zhang Zhiwei yawned: "Me? I'm here to catch a thief."

Yang Guangmao looked puzzled, picked up his pen again, and began writing diligently, saying nonchalantly, "Thief? Who would dare to steal from the Celestial Master's Mansion! Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?"

"Why...why isn't there!"

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly shouted and his body suddenly shot up.

"Senior brother?"

Yang Guangmao was startled. He hurriedly ran to the study door. There, he saw a figure appear in the courtyard.

Zhang Zhiwei threw a punch at the figure in the courtyard.

The man quickly dodged backward, performed a backflip, and kicked Zhang Zhiwei's wrist with his toe, splitting Zhang Zhiwei's fist. He then flipped several more times to create distance.

"Master Dao, are you staking out the spot?"

A nasty tone can make anyone angry.

Zhang Zhiwei's lips curled into a cold smile, and he slightly raised his left hand, golden light flowing down: "No, I'm just catching a mouse."

The visitor was Xia Huaisang.

Xia Huaisang laughed heartily upon seeing the golden light in Zhang Zhiwei's hand: "You can do that too, Master Xia!"

Xia Huaisang also gently raised his hands, and golden light also emanated from them. The golden light flowed down like water, forming golden threads.

Zhang Zhiwei was surprised!

I learned it in less than half a month!

If mortals wish to learn the Golden Light Mantra, they must undergo physical trials to master it.

Even extraordinary individuals who wish to learn the Golden Light Mantra must undergo physical training, mobilizing the Qi of their five internal organs to generate golden light. It took Zhang Zhiwei approximately half a month to learn and master the Golden Light Mantra.

However, mastering the Golden Light Mantra does not mean that the golden light will materialize!

This summer locust tree.....

"Daoist Master, are you scared? I've taken your Golden Light Mantra! Today I'm going to show you how to use it, hahaha..."

Xia Huaisang looked smug.

Zhang Zhiwei calmly observed the golden light in Xia Huaisang's hand, but the more he looked, the more suspicious he became. "You're kidding me!"

The golden light in his hand was swung directly over.

Seeing this, Xia Huaisang also waved his hand.

However, when Zhang Zhiwei flicked his golden light, the golden thread was like a sharp blade, while when Xia Huaisang flicked his golden thread, it was like throwing out a puddle of water.

When the two meet, the difference in strength is immediately apparent!

Xia Huaisang looked at the gold liquid he had thrown out with an embarrassed expression. It was cut in half, and he laughed, "See? Weren't you just scared by me, Master Xia!"

Zhang Zhiwei's expression fell. This person was really annoying: "Your golden light is solid but not substantial. It only has the appearance but not the substance. Moreover, you haven't even learned the complete Golden Light Mantra. How could I be fooled by you?"

"Hmph, still won't admit it. You won't escape Master Xia's eyes with your every move."

Xia Huaisang looked smug.

Zhang Zhiwei remembered his master's instructions: if Xia Huaisang mastered the Golden Light Mantra, he should give him the complete Golden Light Mantra.

Without saying a word, he rushed forward again and struck Xia Huaisang's side with a palm. Xia Huaisang moved her feet lightly and dodged it.

Zhang Zhiwei was very surprised, and not intentionally, when a yellow book with the Golden Light Mantra written on its cover fell out of his arms.

Then, quite accidentally, he kicked the yellow book at Xia Huaisang with his heel. He said in great surprise:

"Oh dear, isn't that our Longhu Mountain's high-level martial art, the Golden Light Mantra? What are we going to do? It's going to be stolen by thieves."