Ah? This is the peak match!

"Please return your seat to the upright position. The plane is about to land at Songshan International Airport. Thank you for flying with Cathay Dragon..."

Amidst the Cantonese broadcast, the plane slowly retracted its flaps and descended toward the standard runway.

Formosa, we have arrived.

In fact, it does not take long to travel from Xiangjiang to Formosa; the flight duration is about an hour and a half, and sometimes it arrives ahead of schedule.

Using the Sharingan genjutsu to confuse the entire flight crew, Fang Xiu arrived at his destination quietly. He stretched his body slightly before being the first to leave through the special passage.

--Warning! Reincarnator Fang Xiu has left the main plot's restricted area; trial difficulty has increased significantly!--Triggered side quest: Double Vision.

--Reward: Unknown.

--Temporary identity has been arranged.

Immediately, the Main God's announcements arrived one after another.

This was truly an unexpected discovery.

One must know that after leaving a trial world, the conditions to return for further exploration are incredibly harsh; one must achieve final victory in a team battle and hold the position of captain to be eligible for anchoring.

However, before returning... one could actually wander outside the main plot area! Of course, the prompt made it very clear that the danger would increase significantly, much like a warrior who thinks their wings have hardened and decides to leave the novice village to venture out on their own.

Still the same saying:

High risk, high reward.

The Main God Space has never been a good place to cultivate a "Sword God of Ten-Mile Slope." Since Fang Xiu craves more resources, he is willing, and must, bear the risks.

What's more, the Great Light Ball even thoughtfully arranged a temporary identity! There is no need to even think about it; it must be legal and compliant, the kind that can smoothly intervene in the plot.

Therefore, he canceled the maintenance of his genjutsu and walked forward openly...

Outside the airport.

The Formosa personnel responsible for the pickup were holding a sign with Fang Xiu's name, waiting for him to appear in their line of sight.

With just one glance, Huang Huotu locked onto Fang Xiu from the vast sea of people. He stepped forward quickly to greet him, introducing himself in English first:

"I am Huang Huotu, head of the Foreign Affairs Division. Welcome, colleague from Hong Kong Island, for coming to serve as a consultant."

Then came the Cantonese.

Colleague?

Consultant?

In an instant, Fang Xiu understood clearly what role he was meant to play.

"We are all countrymen; Mandarin will do just fine."

Anyway, there is the Main God-brand translator--

Perhaps with the exception of the whispers of Old Gods, the call of Cthulhu, and other terrifying languages, Reincarnators can handle any normal conversation.

With his thoughts drifting slightly, Fang Xiu re-examined the man who looked exactly like the award-winning actor Tony Leung Ka-fai and shook his hand.

After completing a series of necessary social procedures, he boarded a dedicated car, a dilapidated Mazda, and left the airport directly.

On the road, the somewhat somber Huang Huotu got straight to the point: "I discovered that all three victims had made the front page of the news due to various scandals before they were murdered."

As he spoke, he took out old newspapers and a classified file folder prepared in advance from the center console and handed them to Fang Xiu.

"The first victim, the chairman of a chemical group, had repeatedly engaged in illegal waste discharge."

"The woman was a mistress to a legislator."

"The priest had unclear connections with the underworld."

"Unfortunately, the connection between the three victims is limited to this. We checked specifically before, and the result was that regardless of their social standing or social circles, these two men and one woman... had no connection whatsoever."

"It is a problem that cannot be explained by scientific logic..."

"By the way, there is also that mold. Limited by technical conditions, the higher-ups have entrusted connections to send it to the U.S. side for testing. I believe there will be an authoritative report soon."

"..." Fang Xiu nodded slightly.

Scientific logic?

This world clearly deals in metaphysics! Inside the classified files were crime scene photos taken from various angles, and everything matched the fragments in his memory: the chairman frozen to death in the dog days of summer.

The woman burned alive.

On the priest's cruelly sliced-open stomach, there were mysterious stitches, which should be talismans.

Unfortunately, Hermit Caolu left in a hurry; otherwise... he should have been able to analyze quite a bit of useful intelligence.

In fact, a correct Taoist talisman must contain elements such as the talisman head, the presiding deity or Buddha, the talisman belly, the talisman feet, and the talisman gall. A knowledgeable Taoist can analyze the background of the person who drew the talisman, their lineage, and even the level of their cultivation from it.

--Regarding the talisman head, due to the different patriarchs of various sects and the different relationships in the Three Realms, there will be differences.

Of course, while walking in Hong Kong Island and eliminating ghosts, Fang Xiu also discovered that many talismans drawn by local Taoists were three hooks, representing the Three Pure Ones.

--The talisman gall symbolizes the cultivation and Taoist attainment of the person who drew it, mainly consisting of secret characters passed down by various sects.

The talisman feet do not seem to have much profound knowledge; they serve the purpose of suppression and mostly end with a fork.

That was it.

This was the foundational understanding of Taoism that Fang Xiu had established within the Hong Kong Ghost World worldview.

Unfortunately, his skills were not yet up to par.

At this stage, he could only recognize the symbolic meaning of the talisman on the abdomen—it was not for slaying demons or exorcising evil, nor for protecting the house or ensuring peace; its purpose was to bridge the gap to the netherworld.

Meanwhile.

Huang Huotu glanced sideways. Through the rearview mirror, he saw the consultant from Hong Kong Island frowning as he stared at the file of the third victim.

Clearly, he was drawn to the bizarre talisman on the corpse's abdomen.

"Brother Fang."

A call came, and Fang Xiu snapped out of his thoughts, subconsciously saying, "What is it? Just say it."

"Do you... do you believe in the existence of ghosts and gods?"

Huang Huotu, who was driving, seemed to have made a great decision before speaking these words.

"Of course."

The answer was exceptionally concise.

Although many plot details about this movie in his mind had long since blurred—such as the specific location of the Taoist temple hidden deep within the office building—Fang Xiu could be certain that this incident truly involved the realm of ghosts and gods.

"Since that's the case..." Huang Huotu let out a long sigh while gripping the steering wheel, seemingly no longer suppressing his own thoughts, "I know a folklore expert who studies Taoism."

Before he could finish, Fang Xiu said bluntly:

"Lead the way!"

Taipei.

In front of a residential house.

"This is Professor Sheng's home. I originally wanted to bring that agent from America here to visit, but he wasn't interested in these things..."

There was a bit of traffic along the way.

Huang Huotu, who had finally managed to park his Mazda, spoke with a tone of melancholy.

"Understood." Fang Xiu's reply remained brief.

"Greetings, you two."

At this moment, a seemingly ordinary old scholar heard the commotion and walked out.

His mental energy was slightly stronger than the average person's, but not by much; his brainwave fluctuations were far inferior to Leon's.

Looking at the essence through the meridians, Fang Xiu silently made a judgment. At the same time, he remembered that such a person did indeed appear in the movie, responsible for setting the tone—

"This guy wants to become an immortal!" "In Taoism, there is a branch that advocates for five types of hell: the Ice Hell, the Fire Pit Hell, the Intestine-Pulling Hell, the Heart-Gouging Hell, and the Tongue-Plucking Hell. After passing through the tribulations and trials of these five hells, the sixth path is to cultivate into an immortal."

Taking the confidential file that Fang Xiu had taken the liberty of handing over, Professor Sheng pushed up his reading glasses and earnestly explained what he knew.

During this time, the scholar walked slowly to the bookshelf in the back, rummaged for a moment, and pulled out a small booklet.

It was thin.

There were only a few pages, and the content was exceptionally concise, describing the scenes of the five hells and the final image of ascending to immortality.

"But how to survive these tribulations is simply not something an ordinary person can imagine."

In the old study.

The aged voice narrated in a low tone.

Huang Huotu said with some disbelief, "So, the killer wants to become an immortal?"

"That's right. There was a Huang Shang in the Song Dynasty, and the Huang Daxian who is highly revered in Hong Kong—he had double pupils. He could see a thousand miles by day and peek at ghosts and gods by night, which is why he could easily find the Renxiao."

Because he knew they were investigating a case, Professor Sheng did not waste time. He immediately picked up a brush, wrote and drew on the paper, and added:

"The so-called Renxiao, neither human nor ghost, refers to those who are severely lacking in morality."

"And double pupils, as the name suggests, are two pupils in one eyeball, shaped like the Arabic numeral 8..."

Fortunately, it wasn't Double Pupils.

While Double Pupils were indeed a natural anomaly, they were inferior to the Double Pupils of legend. Those who possessed them included: Yu Shun, one of the Five Emperors; Cangjie, the creator of characters; Duke Wen of Jin; and Xiang Yu, the Overlord of Western Chu.

Every one of them was a legendary figure who influenced Chinese history.

Double Pupils versus Sharingan? An eye-based duel, that would be quite interesting.

"As of now, the target you two are chasing must be suffering from a serious illness and in a state of enlightenment while on the verge of death."

Meeting Huang Huotu's inquisitive gaze, the professor pulled out another pile of materials: "Also, have you heard of Jiaozhi? To judge whether a Central Plains dynasty is prosperous, one looks at its control over the Western Regions, and second, at its governance of the south. It once belonged to us, so we are culturally homologous."

"As for now, it's called the Red River Delta in Northern Vietnam. A few years ago, an ancient Taoist temple was unearthed there, and it was preserved in excellent condition."

As he spoke, another pile of materials was handed over.

Fang Xiu wasn't actually interested in these things. As he personally touched upon the plot, a few details were pulled out and reinterpreted—

The agent from across the ocean was killed.

It was the last Renxiao.

Having committed the crime of disrespecting the spirits and gods.

Meanwhile, Huang Huotu, sitting on the sofa nearby, corresponded to the "Shaoyang Taiyin"! The final step of the Five Hells Ascension Method is to discard the physical body and undergo a soul/spiritual ascension, also known as the Corpse-Dissection Immortal method.

However, the physical body is not something one can simply discard at will. Generally speaking, only by cultivating to Grand Perfection, where the soul exceeds the limits of what the vessel can contain, can one break free from the cage on their own.

It is like a fruit that has ripened to the extreme, falling from the branch of its own accord.

If the relevant conditions cannot be met, yet one is desperate to leave the physical body, they must choose a fated person in advance and ask them to kill them at the appropriate time.

This is called: Weapon-Dissection/Corpse-Dissection.

Especially in the finale, the female cultivator who went by the name Xie Yali played with illusions with such mastery that she could manipulate Huang Huotu, her fated person and the wielder of the blade, at will.

She made him completely unable to distinguish between reality and illusion!

In a state of emotional agitation, he shot her, perfectly fulfilling the method of Weapon-Dissection!

"The Five Hells sound simple, but the actual execution is likely very difficult, otherwise she wouldn't have promised, 'If I ascend to immortality, you shall follow me...'"

"In other words, Huang Huotu is extremely important!"

"If it were me, would I allow such an important person to fail at the final step? Finding a way to add an insurance policy is basic procedure!"

He whispered in his heart.

Lacking details, Fang Xiu had grasped the key!

Beside him.

Huang Huotu, who had fallen into a tangle after learning too much bizarre information from Professor Sheng, suddenly saw a pair of eerie eyes staring at him.

They were spinning at high speed.

Xie Yali was a twin at birth.

The elder sister ascended, and her physical body died! But, she seemed not to have gone far, choosing to possess the body of Huang Huotu's daughter.

To ensure that her younger sister Xie Yali could successfully complete the Weapon-Dissection, this woman, who was said to have ascended, had been protecting Huang Huotu all along! Old Huang was a very upright policeman who had once reported someone in the police force for taking bribes, and the person exposed was his brother-in-law, A-Yuan.

After A-Yuan was arrested and learned he would serve fifteen years in prison, he seized an opportunity to break out. He escaped and held Huang Huotu's daughter hostage with a gun at the hospital. Because he wanted to make him regret his actions, he pulled the trigger directly.

Unexpectedly... the bullet curved, and in an unreasonable turn of events, it blew off A-Yuan's own head! Since then, the little girl seemed to have been traumatized and lost her ability to speak. Although all medical examinations were normal, she could never speak again.

"I suspect the sister foresaw a glimpse of the future. If Huang Huotu's daughter died, his brother-in-law would have his fifteen-year sentence turned into a death sentence, and his wife would likely commit suicide because the two most important people in her life were gone."

"If both his wife and daughter died because of Huang Huotu's report, his conviction would likely collapse, and he would give up on living. That is why the bullet curved ninety degrees to kill the brother-in-law... strangling the causal thread in the cradle."

Feeling that he had reconstructed the truth, Fang Xiu decisively used his ocular power to control Huang Huotu, stimulating and guiding him back to that day to present the original scene to himself in reality.

Admittedly, the method was immoral.

But some things cannot be defined by a simple black-and-white distinction.

In the blink of an eye, Huang Huotu, immersed in the Mangekyō Sharingan, constructed the events of that day in his mind. The details were abundant, successfully helping Fang Xiu prove one thing: the spark of inspiration he had caught was undoubtedly the truth.

In that hospital, there were infant specimens stored!

It was she who opened her eyes at the critical moment to manipulate the bullet's trajectory, and Old Huang had vaguely seen that scene, yet he refused to acknowledge or face it.

A reincarnated body of an ancient female cultivator who had not yet completed her Weapon-Dissection but had reached the critical moment.

A Corpse-Dissection Immortal with profound cultivation who did not need external help to break free from the cage of the flesh.

To be honest, Fang Xiu felt the Main God's warning was correct; he had come to Wan Island to play a high-stakes game.

However... the situation was becoming increasingly dire, yet the fear in his heart did not grow stronger. Instead, he felt a powerful urge to go and see that hospital.

In the movie, that Corpse-Dissection Immortal had not displayed particularly intuitive destructive power, and her younger sister had simply relied on playing with illusions to lead all factions around by the nose, successfully following in the former's footsteps.

"Right, when she uses illusions, she needs an unknown mold to cooperate. It seems to be a type of Miao region insect-fungus that can cause the human body's dopamine to spike to over five thousand times its normal value."

"Looking at it this way, she's not that impressive either."

His thoughts came to an abrupt halt. Fang Xiu had always been decisive, and besides, he held Huang Huotu, who was very important to the two sisters.

"Professor Sheng, I'm sorry to trouble you. The matter has some leads now, and Old Huang and I need to leave immediately..."

"Haha, as long as it helps. Take care on your way, young man. The person behind this is truly not simple."

The old expert habitually pushed up his glasses and said earnestly:

"If I were to say that there are Taoist immortals in the world, you might think this old man has gone crazy. But to put it another way, if you asked me whether I believe in immortals or aliens, I would never choose aliens."

"Perhaps both exist." Fang Xiu stood up, speaking with a double meaning.

The Uchiha originated from the Otsutsuki clan.

In the Naruto World, the latter were standard aliens.

With a click, the door closed.

Huang Huotu followed closely behind.

In front of the desk, only Professor Sheng remained, silently looking at the paper on the table. On the drawing with ink not yet dry, a pair of eerie eyes glowed with light.

Added two hundred words, a bit late, sorry.