My Omega Is A Top Heavenly Master (GL) - Chapter 8

The morning in the old residential district was anything but peaceful.

Police vehicles were parked at the entrance of the alley, and yellow tape had been stretched across it to prevent anyone from approaching.

An older police officer stood silently as the medical examiner inspected the body.

For something like this to happen so early in the morning…

Mrs. Luo had suffered a complete emotional breakdown. She continued wailing and repeatedly tried to throw herself over Chen Yao’s corpse.

The older officer frowned and impatiently instructed the intern beside him, “Make her stop.”

“Yes, Captain Wang.”

The intern went over and led Mrs. Luo aside to comfort her.

The young officer did possess a few useful skills. He might not have been particularly good at investigating cases, but fortunately, he knew how to console people.

Wang Jingsheng lit a cigarette.

How long had it been since Hu City last had a fatal case?

As a veteran criminal investigator assigned to this district, even Wang Jingsheng had never encountered a scene like this.

There was not a single trace of blood at the scene, yet the man was unquestionably dead.

For now, they could only wait to hear what the medical examiner had to say.

“Captain Wang.”

The medical examiner packed away his tools and approached Wang Jingsheng with a grave expression.

“There isn’t a single wound anywhere on his body. I also questioned the victim’s mother. He had no history of illness.”

“Oh?”

Wang Jingsheng sneered.

A long section of his cigarette had already burned away, and the breeze scattered its pale ash.

“Are you telling me this man simply dropped dead for no apparent reason? You can at least determine his cause of death, can’t you?”

The medical examiner pursed his lips, seemingly struggling over whether to say it.

Seeing his hesitation, Wang Jingsheng grew impatient.

“If I tell you to speak, then speak.”

He could not stand these young people. They hemmed and hawed even while working on a case.

The medical examiner gritted his teeth.

“Captain Wang, based on my examination, this man was literally frightened to death.”

“Frightened to death?”

Wang Jingsheng stared incredulously at Chen Yao’s body lying on the ground.

This man had been an Alpha with a large, powerful build. Even if he had been walking alone through a dark alley, surely he would not have been scared to death.

What had he encountered before dying to meet such an end?

A deeply ominous feeling arose in Wang Jingsheng’s heart.

He turned toward one of the nearby officers.

“Preserve the scene.”

Wang Jingsheng walked aside, took out his phone, and called the landline saved in his contacts under the name “Master.”

“We’ve encountered trouble here. I need your people’s help.”

Only about five minutes after he ended the call, a red-haired Omega entered the alley carrying a makeup case.

At first, several officers tried to stop her.

The Omega’s figure suddenly blurred.

A white afterimage remained where she had previously stood, while she had already appeared in front of Wang Jingsheng.

Her skin was as fair as snow. Her long, narrow phoenix eyes tilted upward, and the slight curve of her lips exuded endless allure.

Her short skirt did not reach her knees, leaving her long, straight legs exposed.

The Omega chuckled.

“Uncle Wang, even your people are trying to stop me?”

Her voice was like a seductive hook. Several of the younger Alpha officers immediately blushed.

Wang Jingsheng gave her an amiable smile.

He had not expected this troublesome young ancestor to be the one who came.

“Jinran, stop fooling around and take a look.”

He pointed toward the deceased.

Song Jinran acknowledged him and carried her case toward the body.

Song Jinran was a third-generation disciple of the Celestial Masters’ Residence and the most talented disciple of her generation.

A considerable weight lifted from Wang Jingsheng’s heart.

As long as this troublesome young ancestor was here, even the most difficult problem could probably be resolved.

Song Jinran raised two fingers and lightly pinched the empty air.

A yellow talisman appeared between them out of nowhere.

She recited an incantation, but the yellow talisman suddenly ignited by itself.

Something was wrong.

Song Jinran narrowed her phoenix eyes.

The person responsible was more powerful than she was.

Moreover, that person had no intention of revealing their identity.

Song Jinran produced another talisman, this one green.

It floated in the air.

The young officers widened their eyes when they saw it.

Song Jinran murmured continuously beneath her breath until all the words finally condensed into a single command.

“Question.”

Silver light appeared around the green talisman.

The original runes were erased by the silver radiance, and lines of silver writing emerged in their place.

“Heaven’s law is manifest. Karmic retribution follows.”

Song Jinran softly read the eight simple characters aloud.

Silver-white flames enveloped the green talisman, eventually burning it into the shape of a cat.

The paper slowly spiraled to the ground. The moment it touched the dust, it disintegrated into powder.

“How is it?” Wang Jingsheng hurriedly asked.

Song Jinran stared solemnly at the ground.

This person’s mastery of Daoist arts had reached extraordinary depths.

Fortunately, they bore no ill will toward her. Otherwise, when Song Jinran took out the yellow talisman and attempted to investigate them, the silver-white flames would have attacked her.

That person had also made the situation perfectly clear.

The deceased had died because of karmic retribution.

The rules of her sect forbade interfering in matters of karma.

Song Jinran put away her playful demeanor and looked seriously at Wang Jingsheng.

“Uncle Wang, the Celestial Masters’ Residence cannot help you with this. This man died entirely because of karmic retribution. He accumulated countless evil deeds, and now his souls and spirits have been scattered to settle that karma.”

“Who did it?” Wang Jingsheng asked gravely.

He had never heard of anyone this powerful.

Song Jinran shook her head.

The Celestial Masters’ Residence had always looked down upon unaffiliated Daoist practitioners.

However, Song Jinran knew there was always someone more capable, just as there was always another heaven beyond the heavens.

She had once believed herself extraordinary.

Yet after seeing the methods this person had left behind, Song Jinran had no choice but to admit that her own cultivation was insufficient.

She raised her face toward the morning sun, anticipation stirring in her heart.

She truly hoped she could meet this person.

*

As one of Hu City’s few affluent residential communities, Linmen Wangjiang woke later than the rest of the city.

Sunlight streamed through the thin curtains and fell across the sofa, bathing the two people embracing there in a delicate layer of gold.

Qin Xiyao’s eyelashes fluttered.

A nearly imperceptible flash of silver passed through her black eyes.

Warm softness lay beneath her.

She realized that she had fallen asleep sprawled across Mu Baicheng’s body.

“You’re awake?”

Mu Baicheng’s voice was somewhat cold and stiff.

When she woke during the night and discovered Qin Xiyao missing, she initially assumed that this troublesome ancestor had simply decided she no longer wanted to sleep with her.

Mu Baicheng had even felt slightly relieved.

Then she discovered that the door to the other bedroom was wide open and Qin Xiyao was nowhere inside.

Remembering how Qin Xiyao had disappeared without saying a word during the day, Mu Baicheng panicked.

She searched the entire apartment but found no trace of her.

Mu Baicheng then wandered through the darkness searching everywhere. Eventually, she found the unconscious Qin Xiyao in an alley in the old residential district.

This woman truly never gave anyone peace of mind.

Why had she run out in the middle of the night?

Worse, why had she gone to the old district, where public security was poor?

Did she not know how dangerous it was for an Omega to go out alone at night?

Qin Xiyao stared at Mu Baicheng in a daze.

A gentle, damp sensation brushed against the back of her hand.

Dudu wagged its tail and licked her.

“You’re awake?”

Dudu’s voice sounded directly inside Qin Xiyao’s mind.

Her sudden collapse yesterday must have badly frightened the little creature.

Wait.

Qin Xiyao swept her spiritual consciousness over her body.

Where had the hundred years of merit she collected last night gone?

She searched both her body and spiritual sea for a long time but could not find the golden pearl.

How infuriating.

A perfectly good store of merit had simply disappeared.

“Why did you run out in the middle of the night?”

Seeing that Qin Xiyao did not appear to take the matter seriously, Mu Baicheng angrily gripped her shoulders.

Qin Xiyao looked dazedly at the fierce Mu Baicheng.

She was angry?

“I only went out to take care of something.”

“What could possibly require you to go out in the middle of the night?”

Mu Baicheng gritted her teeth.

“Don’t you know how dangerous it is for an Omega to go out at night? Especially after midnight!”

Qin Xiyao’s body went limp, and she collapsed against Mu Baicheng’s chest.

She had expended too much power the night before.

Without intimate contact with Mu Baicheng, she had not recovered at all.

Mu Baicheng swallowed.

Qin Xiyao’s action left her stammering helplessly.

“Y-you… Don’t think you can avoid the issue like this! You absolutely have to learn your lesson this time—”

“Can you hold me?”

Qin Xiyao’s voice sounded weak.

Although her tone remained cool and mild, it somehow carried a hint of coaxing vulnerability.

Mu Baicheng’s heart skipped a beat.

Her arms seemed to possess minds of their own as they wrapped around Qin Xiyao’s slender back.

Qin Xiyao buried her face against Mu Baicheng’s neck.

In her daze, she caught a faint trace of Fanyin incense.

The scent made Qin Xiyao feel extraordinarily safe.

It was faint, but it undeniably existed.

She unconsciously inhaled.

Her eyes shifted repeatedly between black and silver.

Year after year of magical power flowed into Qin Xiyao’s body.

Within a single breath, she recovered a hundred years of cultivation.

“Are you feeling very unwell?” Mu Baicheng asked gently.

Faced with an Omega like this, she no longer knew how she could possibly scold her.

“Will you run out again in the future?”

“I will,” Qin Xiyao answered without hesitation.

She still had to care for Dudu.

Dudu needed merit to stabilize its divine soul. Qin Xiyao also needed to accumulate merit and advance her cultivation by eliminating karmic burdens.

That was the nature of the Dao of Questioning the Heart.

By resolving the world’s karmic entanglements, Qin Xiyao could accumulate power. Only then would she possess enough karmic strength to withstand her next sainthood tribulation.

Of course, recovering her magical power was equally important.

“Why are you so disobedient?”

Mu Baicheng was rendered speechless, no longer knowing how to reason with her.

Qin Xiyao sighed.

“Chen Yao is dead.”

“What?”

Mu Baicheng froze.

Chen Yao was dead?

Her throat bobbed.

Could Qin Xiyao have killed him?

“It wasn’t me.”

Qin Xiyao could no longer smell Mu Baicheng’s pheromones.

Now that her strength had returned, she sat upright in Mu Baicheng’s arms and told her everything that had happened the previous night.

Mu Baicheng had not expected Qin Xiyao to be so powerful.

The corners of her mouth twitched as she looked at Dudu, who was wagging its tail nearby.

This little creature was a heavenly soul?

The purest kind of soul in existence?

My heavens.

Compared with Qin Xiyao, Mu Baicheng felt that calling herself half-baked would be far too generous.

She was utterly useless!

“Is there anything else you want to ask?” Qin Xiyao said.

She had no intention of concealing the truth.

To obtain more magical power from Mu Baicheng in the future, she needed Mu Baicheng’s trust.

As things stood, her abilities were the perfect tool for drawing closer to Mu Baicheng.

Sure enough, the admiration in Mu Baicheng’s eyes grew increasingly intense.

Mu Baicheng looked as though she wanted to speak but hesitated.

With one hand hidden behind her back, she continuously picked at the sofa cover.

“Um… Could you teach me?”

“I mean, things like drawing talismans. My master died too early, so…he never taught me.”

Mu Baicheng’s voice grew quieter and quieter.

Daoist techniques were usually closely guarded secrets. She could not be certain whether Qin Xiyao would be willing to teach her.

Of course, it would be completely understandable if Qin Xiyao refused.

But Mu Baicheng no longer wanted to remain a half-baked practitioner.

She wanted to study properly and learn something useful.

“Of course.”

“If you don’t want to, then forget—huh? What did you say?”

Mu Baicheng thought she had misheard.

She stared at Qin Xiyao in disbelief, her expression gradually changing from stunned confusion into wild delight.

“Really? Then I’ll formally take you as my master—”

“There’s no need.”

Qin Xiyao waved her hand.

Given their relationship, Mu Baicheng was her Dao companion. If Mu Baicheng formally became her disciple, it would only throw their relationship into disorder.

Mu Baicheng happily leaped down from the sofa.

Could such a wonderful thing truly happen in this world?

Then another thought occurred to her, and she cautiously asked, “Um… Is the tuition expensive? You know that I—”

“I don’t want your money.”

A faint smile appeared in Qin Xiyao’s cold eyes.

She truly was obsessed with money.

Mu Baicheng breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as money was not involved, everything could be discussed.

However, remembering what Qin Xiyao had said earlier, she added, “Marriage is a major matter. We should spend some time getting to know each other first—”

“There’s no hurry. From now on, you only need to listen to me.”

Mu Baicheng looked into Qin Xiyao’s eyes and steeled herself.

Qin Xiyao was the Omega here. It was not as though Mu Baicheng needed to fear being taken advantage of.

“All right. I’ll listen to you. But let’s make one thing clear first—this won’t cost me anything.”

Qin Xiyao looked at the conflicted woman before her.

The familiar form of address from last night echoed through her mind.

Just as she had been a thousand years ago, that person was still endlessly gentle.

“I have one request right now.”

Qin Xiyao stepped barefoot in front of Mu Baicheng.

Her eyes appeared completely calm, yet Mu Baicheng saw profound sorrow within them.

“What is it?” Mu Baicheng asked dazedly.

Qin Xiyao rested her cheek against Mu Baicheng’s chest and closed her eyes.

“Call me Yaoyao.”

You do remember, don’t you?

You haven’t forgotten me.

Then why did you leave…Sister Mu?