Yin Yang Soul Searcher

In the northwest of the Great Xia Dynasty, on the Inner Demon Sea, thousands of miles away from the capital.

The Inner Demon Sea was calm and still at night, the surrounding silence instilling a sense of oppressive dread. Occasionally, a few blurry dark shadows flashed across the dark, unfathomable surface; they looked like fish, yet they weren't...

Until the sky began to lighten with the first hint of dawn...

The morning sun tore through the endless darkness on the horizon, and the dark and boundless Inner Demon Sea gradually revealed its true face, a mesmerizing azure blue, bathed in golden light under the morning sun.

The thin mist rising from the Inner Demon Sea gradually dissipated under the morning light...

Right in the middle of the sea, on a small island dotted with a few green plants, a man dressed in a black robe and wearing a straw hat that obscured his face sat cross-legged on the edge of the island, holding a fishing rod in his hand.

The man frowned as he looked at the perfectly calm sea; his face beneath the straw hat was quite unpleasant.

The man then slammed his fishing rod down beside him, cursing angrily, "A whole day and night! I've been fishing for a whole day and night, and not a single fish has taken the bait! Have all the fish in this Inner Demon Sea died?"

A silvery laugh suddenly rang out from beneath the calm lake surface, followed by a reply: "How could all the fish in our vast Inner Demon Sea possibly die?"

"Even if a few intelligent fish demons won't fall for it, they can't possibly tell the other fish not to bite, can they? After all, there are far more fish without cultivation than those with it..."

"Then tell me, why haven't I caught a single fish after fishing for a whole day and night? Did you sabotage me from underwater?" the man said, somewhat exasperated.

"My lord, my strength is equal to yours. If I were to do something malicious, wouldn't you be able to tell?" A light, melodious voice rang out again from beneath the sea, making it clear from the sound alone that it belonged to a beautiful woman...

"Is there something wrong with your fishing method, or is there something wrong with your bait?" The voice from beneath the sea offered a helpful analysis.

"Bullshit! The problem is either with this Dead Sea or you're sabotaging me." The man's words were tougher than the fishing rod in his hand.

"There are many people on the edge of our Inner Demon Sea who make a living by fishing, and I've never heard of anyone starving to death while fishing." The voice from beneath the lake carried a hint of sarcasm: "It's your own lack of skill that gives you the nerve to complain?"

The man's face, hidden beneath his straw hat, gradually flushed. Although he always came back empty-handed from fishing, he couldn't possibly admit that his fishing skills were terrible. Either the feng shui was wrong, or the bait wasn't good enough... In short, he was certain there was nothing wrong with him.

The man grew angrier and angrier, picked up his fishing rod again, and began frantically pounding the calm sea: "I'll teach you to bite! I'll teach you to bite!"

The ordinary-looking fishing rod in his hands became as hard as iron, like a stabilizing pillar. The once calm, azure sea churned into a massive tsunami under his strikes, the waves surging and soaring into the sky. In the sunlight, one could vaguely see many fish, shrimp, crabs, and other live creatures lurking within...

As the tsunami crashed down, large amounts of seawater splashed onto the small island, washing many fish and shrimp ashore.

The man's clothes were soaked by the seawater, and a crab happened to land on his straw hat...

"See? There are so many fish in the sea. Do you think this is our problem?" The voice from beneath the surface carried a hint of disdain.

The man's face darkened further... He took a deep breath and picked up the fishing rod again... I refuse to believe it!

Time passed slowly, but there was still no movement on the fishing rod. Just as the man was about to lose his patience, a whooshing sound finally came from afar.

In the rising sun, the enormous body of Pengli swept across the surface of the Inner Demon Sea, casting a large shadow.

Because of its high speed, a sonic boom was heard all around, and the seawater below was pushed back to both sides by the huge impact of the airflow.

Upon obtaining the auspicious beast's corpse, Peng Li did not immediately flee the capital. Instead, he found a hiding place to confirm that the Great Xia Dynasty had not sent any top-ranking experts to hunt him down. It must be said that Peng Li was extremely cautious.

When the time was right, Peng Li had also recovered to his peak condition, and then spread his wings and began to rush towards the Great Demon Kingdom without stopping.

The shortest distance between two points is a straight line. To reach the Great Demon Kingdom as quickly as possible, Peng Li must start from Yunzhou and cross the entire Inner Demon Sea.

The man had been waiting there for quite some time.

Peng Li's eagle eyes were certainly not to be underestimated. Even from a great distance, the moment he saw the man, a sense of vigilance rose in his heart. On the vast and boundless sea, what kind of person would be sitting on a small island in the Inner Demon Sea, fishing? At the very least, someone of low strength wouldn't be able to do that.

Because the auspicious beast's corpse was still inside him, he needed to deliver it to the Great Demon King as soon as possible. Peng Li, with the mindset of "better to avoid trouble than get involved," chose to take a detour the moment he saw the man. This wasn't cowardice; it was prudence!

Peng Li chose to take a detour, and after a while, another small island appeared in front of him, with a figure still fishing with his head down on the island.

It came at me!

Without thinking twice, Peng Li began to flap his wings and turn around, running in the opposite direction!

A moment later, the exact same scene appeared before Peng Li's eyes...

Peng Li thought to himself, "What the hell? It seems I can't escape getting an explanation today!"

After thinking it through, Peng Li flew directly towards the small island. The moment he landed, his giant eagle wings retracted, and he instantly transformed into human form.

Tall and slender with a gloomy expression, Peng Li took a few steps forward and called out to the man, "May I ask who you are, fellow Daoist? Would you be so kind as to grant me a favor?"

The man remained silent, continuing to fish.

Peng Li was very patient and didn't urge him. Instead, he carefully observed the man's back. He had a crab on his head and was sitting alone fishing. He didn't look like a tough guy at all.

After a long while, the man gradually became angry. He cursed at the sea and then threw his fishing rod on the ground, giving up fishing.

"If you wish to catch some fish, fellow Daoist, how about I catch two for you? I would be grateful if you would do me this favor," Peng Li said kindly.

"Who do you think you are!" Upon hearing this, the man seemed even angrier. Before Peng Li could react, he grabbed the crab from his head and threw it at Peng Li's face.

This attack was unintentional; Peng Li slapped the crab into the sea, his gloomy eyes fixed on the man's figure: "Fellow Daoist, are you hiding your face with a bamboo hat because you're afraid I'll recognize you?"

"Why would I be afraid of you knowing who I am, a dying man?" The man smiled confidently. "I'm afraid that after you know who I am, you'll exclaim in surprise, 'How could it be you?'"

"Playing tricks? Since you're so ruthless, don't blame me for making the first move!" Peng Li sneered, his gloomy eyes revealing ruthlessness.

Peng Li was not acting impulsively. He knew very well that the man in front of him had blocked his way and said such things directly without trying to negotiate, which meant there was no room for discussion.

With a flick of his sleeve, Peng Li unleashed a dense barrage of arrows from beneath his black robe. The arrows, gleaming with a cold, iron-like light, hurtled toward the face of the man in the bamboo hat with lightning speed.

Unexpectedly, the man stood motionless as the arrow flew towards him, letting it shatter upon contact with his straw hat. A cloud of dust billowed up around him.

Peng Li's eagle eyes were fixed on the figure standing motionless in the smoke and dust. He naturally understood that his tentative attack could not possibly harm the person in front of him. His purpose was simply to find out the identity of the person in front of him!

A moment later, when the smoke and dust cleared, the man in the straw hat finally revealed his true face.

It was the face of a middle-aged man, with a few gray hairs at his temples. He was somewhat handsome, with a angular face and a pair of deep eyes that were full of stories.

He's the kind of middle-aged man that would make young girls scream in amazement.

Upon seeing the man in the straw hat, Peng Li's gloomy eyes first showed surprise and disbelief, then doubt, and finally fear!

"How could it be you!" Peng Li exclaimed in surprise after confirming the identity of the person in front of him.

The man in the straw hat sighed helplessly, "What did I tell you? I wore the straw hat for your own good. Now that you know who I am, do you still dare to have a proper fight with me?"

"Who the hell wants to have a proper fight with you! How dare you, a mere second-rank Yin-Yang Master, bully a third-rank one like me?" Peng Li cursed inwardly, but his body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

The person before him was none other than the one who had ambushed the Great Xia Imperial Preceptor alongside the demon race. The unsung second-best Yin-Yang Master in the world, the Grand Preceptor of Beichen! Xiao Wumian!

"Why are you here? What do you want?!" Peng Li's voice trembled. Although the Grand Master of Beichen had almost been beaten to a pulp by the Grand Master of Daxia, his strength was undeniable—a genuine second-rank Yin-Yang Master! He himself was merely a third-rank!

If no miracle happens, I'm probably doomed!

Xiao Wumian sighed helplessly: "Look at your reaction, it's exactly what I just said. Wouldn't it be better to die in a daze? Knowing the truth will only cause you pain."

Upon hearing this, the voice hidden beneath the sea couldn't help but let out a silvery laugh.

Upon hearing this, Peng Li's expression changed instantly. He looked around in a panic, realizing there was another expert nearby whom he hadn't sensed. This meant the person's strength was above his own!

In a split second, Peng Li's hands and feet reacted faster than his brain. He instantly transformed into a giant eagle, soaring thousands of miles away. He knew he couldn't win in a fight; he could only hope to escape their clutches through speed.

"Useless country bumpkin. You think you can get away when you're this close? Don't I have any pride?" Xiao Wumian chuckled and vanished from the spot in an instant.

No matter how hard Peng Li strained his eyes, he couldn't see how the man made his move. Then, Peng Li felt his movements begin to slow down, and the scene before him changed.

The surrounding area was no longer the azure inner demon sea, but had transformed into a black and white landscape, as if one had entered the underworld. However, a glimmer of life had emerged from this deathly black and white expanse, teeming with various birds and beasts, flowers, fish, insects, and even seemingly endless mountains and lakes...

"This is... the soul realm of a second-rank Yin-Yang Master!" Peng Li exclaimed in shock, hovering in the air, unsure of which direction to fly in.

"You know quite a lot." Xiao Wumian's calm voice came from the black and white surroundings.