Chapter 23 Celestial Master's Edict
Downstairs, Ye Qingmei dropped Jiang Chen off at the entrance of the 749 Bureau.
Then, she said coldly, "Jiang Chen, I don't care which School you belong to or how high your cultivation is, but if you dare to use the name of the Maoshan Sect to commit evil deeds outside, I will definitely not let you off."
Jiang Chen's footsteps heading outward paused, and he turned around in an instant.
"Miss Ye, you are cultivating the 'Zhouyi Cantong Qi', aren't you?"
Ye Qingmei was instantly too shocked to speak. After a long while, she asked in surprise and suspicion, "How did you know?"
Ordinary people simply cannot see through another person's Cultivation Technique. Even if they fight in front of others, it is difficult to see through the foundation of their technique.
Unless the level of cultivation is too high and the gap between the two is too vast.
Although Jiang Chen was very impressive, Ye Qingmei did not believe his cultivation had reached the level where he could see through her foundation at a glance.
Jiang Chen secretly thought to himself, 'As expected, this Ye Qingmei really is the descendant of my Senior Brother.'
The Cultivation Technique his Senior Brother Ye Fashan cultivated was none other than the 'Zhouyi Cantong Qi'.
Combined with what Captain Xu Chang said earlier, that Ye Qingmei's Family had a deep connection with the Maoshan Sect, it was not hard to guess that Ye Qingmei was a descendant of Ye Fashan.
Jiang Chen did not answer Ye Qingmei's question but instead said, "Miss Ye's cultivation must have entered a Bottleneck, right?"
Ye Qingmei was shocked again because Jiang Chen was right once more; she had been trapped at the fifth level of the Qi Induction Stage for over two years, unable to make any progress during this time.
"The 'Zhouyi Cantong Qi' emphasizes the balance of Yin and Yang, cycling endlessly. Based on Miss Ye's temperament, your Yin and Yang are already unbalanced. In other words, it is..."
Ye Qingmei pricked up her ears to listen carefully to what Jiang Chen was about to say.
"It is menstrual irregularity."
After saying this, Jiang Chen left without looking back.
"You!"
Ye Qingmei almost ground her teeth to pieces. This Jiang Chen not only fabricated his Dao lineage and left people hanging, but worst of all, he actually cursed her with menstrual irregularity!
However, after Ye Qingmei calmed down, she thought, how did Jiang Chen know she was cultivating the 'Zhouyi Cantong Qi'?
Could it be that a Disciple in her Sect violated the rules and took Jiang Chen as a Disciple?
Carrying her doubts, she returned to the 749 Bureau building and saw Captain Xu Chang and Jia He waiting outside her office.
"Captain, Jia He, is something the matter?" Ye Qingmei asked.
"Senior Sister."
"It is like this..." Captain Xu Chang repeated to Ye Qingmei what Xie Yan had just told him.
"Maoshan Edict, Jiang Bai, orthodox Mountain God?"
A tiger that has gained sentience is called a Mountain Lord, but if it has an Edict from the imperial court or the Maoshan Sect, it can be called a Mountain God.
"I don't remember such an anecdote in the Maoshan Sect, and it seems this Mountain Lord also appeared in the Song Dynasty. I don't know if it is the same one. I will return to the Maoshan Sect to check the records and ask the elders," Ye Qingmei said.
For some reason, a tiger actually had a surname, and it happened to be Jiang, and then Jiang Chen also said he came from the Shangqing Sect Dao lineage.
Ye Qingmei actually, in a flight of fancy, connected the two together.
After realizing this, even she wanted to laugh.
How could this be possible?
"Good, then I will trouble you." Captain Xu Chang expressed deep gratitude.
Ye Qingmei shook her head: "It's nothing, it is what I should do."
She was returning not just to ask about the origins of this Mountain Lord named Jiang Bai and its connection to the Maoshan Sect.
She also needed to investigate this Jiang Chen who had popped out of nowhere, claiming to be a Disciple of the Shangqing Sect.
Ye Qingmei did not pause and headed straight for the Maoshan Sect; Binhai was not far from Maoshan.
Ye Qingmei boarded the high-speed rail and arrived in just three hours.
At this time, there were still many tourists on Maoshan checking in and taking photos.
However, only the stone stair area and the front hall were open.
Ye Qingmei headed straight for the rear, arriving at the place where the Disciples of the Maoshan Sect truly cultivated.
She arrived at a magnificent palace, inside which an old man in white Daoist robes was sitting in meditation.
"Grandfather, I have a few things I would like to ask you," Ye Qingmei asked, getting straight to the point.
The old man slowly opened his eyes, deliberately putting on a stern face: "How many times have I told you? On the mountain, you must use titles."
Ye Qingmei curled her lip, but still bowed and cupped her hands: "Yes, Grandmaster, will this do?"
The old man, Ye Shouzhen, was slightly more satisfied.
"Speak, what is it? You girl, you never visit without a reason."
"Grandfather, do you know of Baijun Mountain? A great demon Mountain Lord appeared on that mountain, calling itself Jiang Bai, claiming to be a Mountain God with a Maoshan Sect Edict. In the history of our Maoshan Sect, has there ever been such a case?"
Ye Shouzhen's originally indifferent attitude instantly vanished, replaced by a grave expression.
"Mountain Lord, Edict, Jiang Bai..." Ye Shouzhen muttered, feeling as if he had heard or seen similar records somewhere.
But no matter how he tried to think, he could not recall that memory.
"I seem to have seen this record somewhere; it should be in the Maoshan Sect's collection of classics. Could it be that I am old, and my memory is failing? That shouldn't be," Ye Shouzhen pondered.
Seeing that Ye Shouzhen could not recall it for the time being, Ye Qingmei asked about another matter.
"Grandfather, take your time thinking about that. There is another thing I want to ask you: does our Maoshan Sect have a Disciple named Jiang Chen?"
Ye Shouzhen was in charge of the Shangqing Sect's classics and the registry of Disciples, and he was very clear about the information on Disciples, so Ye Qingmei asked him directly.
Upon hearing the name Jiang Chen, Ye Shouzhen again felt a sense of familiarity, but for the life of him, he could not remember where he had heard it.
It was as if this memory had been Sealed, requiring a specific time to unlock the Seal.
"I can be certain that among the current registered Disciples, there is no one named Jiang Chen, but I always feel..."
Before Ye Shouzhen could finish, Ye Qingmei's eyebrows arched in anger, and she interrupted directly: "I knew he wasn't a Maoshan Sect Disciple! To think he would dare to act outside under the banner of the Maoshan Sect!"
"What? Someone actually dares to act under the banner of the Maoshan Sect?" Ye Shouzhen was instantly even more furious, his two tufts of gray eyebrows identical to Ye Qingmei's.
One could imagine who Ye Qingmei inherited her temper from.
"Is it that Jiang Chen you mentioned?"
"Yes, that's right. That Jiang Chen registered his Dao lineage at the 749 Bureau; who knew he would actually write 'Maoshan Sect Shangqing Sect'."
"This boy has already walked the path of death!" Ye Shouzhen snorted coldly, his voice icy.
Although he did not recall what this inexplicable sense of familiarity was about, he could be certain that in the genealogy of the three generations of Maoshan Sect Disciples, there was absolutely no such person!
"Girl, bring me that person's information. I will have the Sect's enforcement Disciples go capture him and punish him!"
Ye Qingmei said speechlessly: "Grandfather, this is a society ruled by law. You should just stay on Maoshan peacefully and don't run around. We at the 749 Bureau will naturally keep a close eye on him."
"I won't chat with you anymore; I'm going to the library to look for information."
After speaking, Ye Qingmei walked around Ye Shouzhen and headed behind him.
"Hey, this girl, she really uses me and tosses me aside. She doesn't even know how to stay and chat with this old man a bit more."
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