Jiangli saw the Evil Qi emerge, her little face showing no expression. She withdrew her hand and turned to walk up the mountain.
Director Xu and Xun Tianhai snapped back from their shock.
Director Xu, supporting Xun Tianhai, followed while asking, "Young lady, what is your name, and who is your master?"
"Abbot of Jiaoyang Temple, Jiangli," she responded with her name.
Director Xu had never heard of it.
However, Xun Tianhai paused; he remembered, his grandmaster once told him that F City’s Jiaoyang Temple was once the cradle of the present-day Xuanmen.
Most of today’s Xuanmen originated from Jiaoyang Temple.
The founding grandmaster of Jiaoyang Temple only took one disciple, named Jiangli, who thereafter had many external disciples, but there was only one direct successor.
But for some unknown reason, eight hundred years ago, Jiangli went into seclusion, and her direct disciple died. Since then, Jiaoyang Temple gradually faded into obscurity.
Only some old-timers in Xuanmen still remember the name Jiangli.
However, very few are willing to mention Jiangli.
Xun Tianhai had heard of the feats of that successor from Jiaoyang Temple and had asked his grandmaster about them, but they all kept silent, as if there was a taboo.
As a result, Xun Tianhai’s knowledge of Jiangli was limited to just knowing the name.
That was a person from eight hundred years ago.
Declared as being in seclusion, but later generations, everyone guessed that Jiangli had already died.
This person... could she just have the same name?
Xun Tianhai looked at the clearly youthful Jiangli in front of him, shook his head, and thought, "It can’t be the same person, merely a namesake at most."
Jiangli didn’t know what Xun Tianhai was thinking. Anyway, she was a character from eight hundred years ago, not afraid to be recognized, never changing her name or surname.
She walked casually deeper into the mountain.
There was no need for Director Xu and Xun Tianhai to guide her, as she hurriedly went toward the place where the limbs had been found.
Seeing the direction she went on her own, Xun Tianhai was even more certain that this young lady’s abilities were not below his own.
Xun Tianhai felt a chill in his heart.
Inside the police station.
Master Mu was almost losing his mind.
After the police inquired about the formation he had set up in the mountains, he eagerly awaited a compromise between the police and the Unusual Affairs Management Office.
He knew he was no match for Jiangli, but he felt no fear confronting the Unusual Affairs Management Office.
Moreover, if the Unusual Affairs Management Office agreed to let him go just once, he was confident they wouldn’t be able to catch him again.
But, after half a day of his condition being out, there was no response.
Master Mu began to feel uneasy inside. He couldn’t help badgering the guarding police officer, "How is your consideration with the Unusual Affairs Management Office going? I’m telling you, I don’t have the patience to play along! If you don’t want your own people dead on Yan Mountain, you’d best accept my terms and let me go, do you hear me?!"
In the face of Master Mu’s frenzy, the police officer remained exceptionally calm, flicking his eyelid as he said, "Our chief said we don’t need you, so you just get ready to enter the special prison of the Unusual Affairs Management Office."
"No!" Master Mu was dumbfounded, getting up excitedly from his chair, his handcuffs clanging loudly against the chair and the table, "Why won’t you agree? How can you not agree! I’ve set up a special formation there, if you don’t agree to my terms, your people will die, aren’t you afraid?!"
The police officer acted as if he hadn’t heard anything, completely ignoring Master Mu, leaving him alone in the interrogation room, roaring impotently.
Jiangli strode ahead alone, not needing anyone to lead the way, directly approaching the place where the limbs were found.
No sooner had she arrived at the scene than the Spirit Talisman holding Lin Yurong’s soul in her pocket began to tremble violently.
Screams of agony from Lin Yurong echoed in Jiangli’s ears.
Through the Spirit Talisman, she could feel Lin Yurong’s pain.