Wait a minute, where is my master?

Jin Xu watched the other person calmly, his golden spiritual power already circulating in his right arm.

"Young Master, this person..."

Yu Yaoer, within the spiritual power protective barrier, communicated through a voice-transmission.

"It's nothing, it should be a problem left by my master,"

the young Taoist answered without turning his head.

At the same time, he sighed inwardly, feeling that he might be taking the blame for his master again.

In the center of the formation.

Two wooden stakes were slightly tilted from the murderous intent rushing at them from the man with the goat beard.

At this moment, he was looking at Jin Xu, seemingly trying hard to control himself.

When he realized that the Jingyu Order could not contain the murderous intent within him, the man with the goat beard began to contact Tianxing Taoist, actively seeking self-preservation.

When he found that he could not reach the other party, he started using the influence of both titles—master of Jingyu Building and deputy master of Tingfeng Building—to investigate Xuanxu Temple's whereabouts.

It wasn't long, perhaps two months, before he saw the familiar indentations left by Xuanxu Temple on the banks of a small river outside Qingmu City.

Upon this clue, Nalan Yuandao was overjoyed and based on this, he continued the investigation, quickly finding traces on the hillside outside White Emperor Pavilion.

However, when he tried to go further, he waited over a month without any news.

Until that shocking coronation ceremony in Shangjing City that stunned the Nine Provinces Immortal World.

The same golden thunderbolt, the sudden decree from Qingmu Academy that disciples walking outside must respect Taoists, adding to that the person who wielded the golden thunderbolt was dressed in a Taoist robe.

At that moment, the man with the goat beard felt that Xuanxu Temple might be in the hands of this Great Xia royal uncle.

So, he examined covertly, and also personally probed Jin Xu's reputation and character.

In the end, he concluded that this young Taoist seemed like a good person on the surface.

But Tianxing Taoist had indeed vanished without a trace.

At the time, the man with the goat beard thought of many possibilities and strategies.

For instance, whether the old Taoist had gone missing unexpectedly or whether his disappearance was related to this mysterious yet powerful young Taoist.

And how to explain himself to Jin Xu, whether to seek help directly or think of another way.

After all, he had no prior friendship with Jin Xu and wasn't sure if he would be exorcised as a demon if he visited rashly.

Whether the young Taoist could unlock the prohibition left by the old Taoist was not in his consideration.

Tianxing Taoist told him he was going to look for a successor a hundred years ago. With the mighty powers displayed by Jin Xu, it was evident that he had inherited the true legacy of Xuanxu Temple, so how could he not lift a mere prohibition?

Today, the man with the goat beard, obstructing the street, intended to seek a favor from the young Taoist, as he could wait no longer.

Nalan Yuandao had a premonition that next time or the time after, he would become lost in the murderous intent and never wake up again.

He had to knock on the door abruptly without a well-prepared plan, forced by the circumstances.

After all, by taking a chance, if the young Taoist accepted the Jingyu Order and casually lifted the prohibition for him, he could still go and slay some demon cultivators to ease the overflowing murderous intent in his body.

Instead of now, when he wants to kill a villain for relief, he'd end up bursting and dying immediately.

But the current outcome,

Clearly wasn't what Nalan Yuandao had expected.

"Hehehe~ Brother Jin, is accepting this Jingyu Order really so difficult?"

The man with the goat beard now had his sanity somewhat unclear due to the influence of the murderous intent, muttering this repeatedly as he slowly raised his hands.

The tangible murderous intent enveloping him gathered on his palms, forming a layer of blood-colored light film.

At this moment, Jin Xu, standing not far away, frowned slightly.

He was considering what consequences there might be if he launched a "Hand Palm Thunder" at this man with the goat beard, who might be the descendant of his master.

At the same time, the young Taoist also noticed that the man's intent to kill seemed somehow connected to that blood-red feather.

But he truly didn't understand why this person was so persistent in making him accept the Jingyu Order.

All he did was make it clear that he wouldn't accept the Token, and Goat Beard had directly turned into this state.

"Is the job pressure of an assassin leader really that great?"

Jin Xu muttered to himself while watching Nalan Yuandao slowly raise his palm covered in blood-colored light, his mind rapidly thinking.

"What to do if the other party wants to kill me just because I don't want to take over? Waiting online, it's quite urgent."

However...

The next scene left the young Taoist stunned.

The two women inside the spiritual power shield were so surprised that they opened their mouths wide.

Little Black made a circle on the spot.

In Jin Xu's astonished gaze, Goat Beard swung his palm and gave himself a heavy slap on the face.

Then, one... two... three... Nalan Yuandao alternated left and right, slapping himself a total of more than thirty times before the blood-colored glow on his hand began to fade.

His bloodshot eyes also started to regain some clarity.

"Phew, I've gone blind again."

Since he slapped himself too hard and too many times, Nalan Yuandao lost a few teeth, so his speech was somewhat airy.

Now that he had slightly come to his senses, he gasped for air, leaning on a slightly tilted post and sitting down cross-legged. He smoothly took out various artifacts and talismans for calming the mind and healing wounds from his storage treasure. Even Goat Beard directly placed an incense burner beside his leg.

To dispel the remaining killing intent on his hands.

After the young Taoist gathered his shocked feelings, he stepped forward and came back, looking at the person sitting on the ground with a complicated expression.

"Brother Jin, I've made you laugh."

Under the effect of the medicine, Nalan Yuandao's teeth were already regrowing at an incredible speed.

Seeing Jin Xu return, he first greeted him with a bitter smile and then continued to adeptly activate various artifacts for calming the mind without pausing.

In fact, Goat Beard was ready to confess and make a final bet when the young Taoist refused moments ago.

But the killing intent in his body just happened to erupt at that time, turning him into someone who could only repeat one sentence... you know.

Now seeing the young Taoist returning, the man sitting on the ground with crossed legs resigned himself to telling Jin Xu all his hidden issues and concerns all at once.

After all, the next time the killing intent within erupted, he would surely lose himself. By then if Nalan Yuandao harmed a single life, the prohibition within him would kill him.

So, Goat Beard at this moment had a somewhat defeated look.

Jin Xu, upon hearing the other's confession, was expressionless.

Inside, however, a question lingered: "Why do all these old acquaintances of my master suspect that I had something to do with him? Do I really have the face of someone likely to kill his own master?"

The young Taoist touched his nose and temporarily pushed this question to the back of his mind.

He looked impassively at Nalan Yuandao, who was sitting on the ground in resignation, and said, "Actually, I can't solve that prohibition either."

Upon hearing this, Goat Beard was first stunned, then laughed at himself with a self-deprecating smile.

But he didn't show any extreme reaction this time, as if he had already accepted his fate.

"However, had you told the truth earlier, you might have already been healed by now."

"Huh!?"

In Nalan Yuandao's surprise, the young Taoist pressed a "Body Purification Skill" onto the top of his head.

"Ssss~ah!"

The overwhelming sensation of comfort made the assassin leader involuntarily let out a shameful sound.