The Body Dies, the Soul Lives On

"The Grand Historian is only responsible for traveling and recording events, not for investigating cases and apprehending criminals. Don't misunderstand our duties; we are not scouts and cannot do what you're asking!"

Sima Tan, the Grand Astrologer of Qilin Pavilion, was watching the excitement in the main hall of the Weiyang Palace.

Official histories only record major events; minor incidents are simply not worth recording.

For historians, they never thought things were too big; the bigger the event, the more valuable it was to record.

Sima Tan found the spectacle in the imperial court quite amusing, and he had no intention of assisting Zhang Xuezhou in apprehending the sorcerer's yang spirit incarnation.

"Don't underestimate their abilities," Zhang Xuezhou advised. "Their cultivation techniques are far more far-reaching and convenient than your celestial vision and earth-hearing techniques. If you remain deaf and ignoring the outside world, be careful you won't even be able to remain an imperial historian!"

"The skills we historians have learned are best suited for recording events, big and small; there is no other way," Sima Tan denied unhappily.

He was somewhat annoyed that Zhang Xuezhou had pulled him awake, but since there were other Grand Historians inspecting the area near the Weiyang Palace, Sima Tan didn't get angry because of the lack of historical scenes he could witness and record.

"Even with your exceptional vision and hearing, your range is limited to a hundred miles around Chang'an City. But that technique can reach a thousand miles," Zhang Xuezhou laughed. "I've even seen top-tier cultivators travel three thousand miles. This kind of Technique Method can not only record surrounding events but also military conflicts occurring on the borders. Witnessing things firsthand is always more reliable than relying on messengers. You've been recording for years; you should know how much exaggeration exists in their messengers!"

"A thousand miles? And three thousand miles? You must be joking. What kind of technique in this world can traverse such a long distance?" Sima Tan exclaimed in surprise and denied.

"Have you forgotten about the sorcerers from the Yedie River Holy Land attacking the palace?"

Zhang Xuezhou gave a reminder and then indicated that the two sorcerers he had just killed possessed corresponding abilities, and that they even survived after their bodies died.

"You must be joking," Sima Tan retorted. "Once a person dies, they're gone. How can you use a spell to revive them?"

"Whether you believe it or not, take some time now to verify it," Zhang Xuezhou said. "Wouldn't it be wonderful if you could continue working as a historian after you die of old age?"

"If I were dead, I'd still have to work. How miserable would my life be!"

Sima Tan grumbled, but the displeasure he had shown earlier vanished without a trace.

The matter in the main hall of the palace is very important, and what Zhang Xuezhou said is also very important.

Although it's a little disheartening not to see the final outcome of the conflict between Tian Fen and Dou Ying, discovering even better observation Technique Method is indeed a significant matter that would benefit the Taishi school.

"Don't lie to me," Sima Tan emphasized, "Otherwise, I'll add some ink to your writing, and you'll be reviled by everyone!"

"I can't fool you, no matter who I'm lying to!"

Zhang Xuezhou patted his chest and guaranteed, and Sima Tan nodded in satisfaction. Then he quickly took the Law Artifact and began to do his private work.

As the Grand Astrologer, he would select important matters during his investigations, as he needed accurate judgment to determine where major events had occurred.

Searching for bandits was not within the purview of the Grand Historian, but they were certainly capable in this area, even considered top-notch.

If they cannot serve as Grand Historian, they can still be considered as clerical officials sought by the Prefect of the Capital.

"My son is fifteen years old and no longer meets my expectations. I would like to seek guidance from a renowned teacher. I wonder if you could tutor my son?"

Before raising the Law Artifact, Sima Tan couldn't help but ask a question that seemed unrelated to the main topic.

Can you trust me to teach your son?

When Zhang Xuezhou asked a question in return, Sima Tan grunted twice and then fell silent for a moment.

In short, Zhang Xuezhou is a person with real skills, but whether the students he teaches have real skills is another matter.

At least so far, Sima Tan has not seen Zhang Xuezhou cultivate any talent.

He grunted twice, then summoned two more imperial astronomers for assistance, before drifting off into his own world to search according to Zhang Xuezhou's instructions.

"Staring blankly at the corner of Xizhimen?"

Sima Tan's search time was not too long, after all, the target's situation was almost unique in Chang'an City.

As long as the opponent's Yang Soul doesn't float more than a hundred miles from the palace, he can catch up in time.

In the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Zhang Xuezhou got the result he wanted.

Compared to his own search, Sima Tan was indeed much faster.

"Are there really people who live on even after they've died these days?"

After returning from his extraordinary adventure, Sima Tan couldn't help but complain that he had practically seen a ghost.

He was saying something that even he found contradictory, yet it was precisely true, leaving him scratching his head in frustration.

"Hey, Dongfang Shuo, what kind of technique are they practicing? Bring it here so I can see it!"

Zhang Xuezhou left the Qilin Pavilion on a whirlwind, and Sima Tan couldn't help but keep asking him questions.

"This technique is called the Yang Soul Incarnation Technique. You can learn the appropriate version by finding Dong Zhongshu," Zhang Xuezhou said.

"Dong Zhongshu also had that?"

"His skill level in this art is quite high!"

Zhang Xuezhou didn't hold back and directly pointed out Sima Tan's learning methods.

His Yang Soul Incarnation Technique is described in the Sacred Land texts. It's one thing to translate it into reality, but when it comes to translating it into Chinese, Dong Zhongshu would undoubtedly be a more fitting name.

"Then I'll go find Dong Zhongshu. As long as he's willing to teach my child, I'll write a better portrait of him," Sima Tan said.

"Then he really has to thank you!"

Zhang Xuezhou made a comment.

He didn't care how Sima Tan recorded it; he wasn't afraid of gossip among the living, so why would he care about being gossiped about after his death?

As the wind continued its relentless march, the corner of the Xizhimen wall came into view.

This place wasn't far from the Sima Gate of the Imperial Palace. Zhang Xuezhou originally thought the two sorcerers had fled far away, never expecting that they would actually be standing there in a shadowy corner, lost in thought.

If one's eyesight isn't exceptional, a quick glance will only reveal a faint shadow.

The two sorcerers' Yang Soul Incarnation Techniques were of low quality, or their bodies died too quickly, making it difficult to draw Law Power from their physical bodies. Their Yang Soul Dharma Bodies looked like a thin veil.

He reached out and grabbed them, and saw the two men jump up in horror, flailing their arms and limbs wildly.

Intimidated by Zhang Xuezhou's spirit, how could these two possibly escape his grasp?

"Wonderful!"

Zhang Xuezhou stared at their almost transparent faces, looking them over and over.

It must be said that Zhang Xuezhou had fought quite a few spellcasters, but he had never actually killed anyone.

This was the first time he had ever witnessed the physical death of a cultivator who had practiced the Yang Soul Incarnation Technique.

Such things can only be known after death; the probability of seeing them now is extremely low.

"Brother, which Venerable One are you under your command?"

Zhang Xuezhou changed the language and asked directly in the Sacred Land Language.

"Hiss~"

Ah~ Oh!

The two avatars of Yang Souls captured by Zhang Xuezhou emitted a series of meaningless low sounds.

Perhaps the shock of death was too great, for the two were still lingering in fear. Their suppressed yang souls thrashed and writhed wildly, showing none of the composure expected of cultivators at the Divine Ability Realm.

"This can truly be considered a human medicine!"

Although he had encountered Shi Wudao and Emperor Jing, who had turned into flying zombies, and had also seen 'Bai', these were cases that Zhang Xuezhou could hardly imitate. He was truly capable of replicating the Yang Soul Incarnation Technique, and was even more skilled than the two curse masters who had died in their physical bodies.

After studying the two avatars of Yang Soul for a while, Zhang Xuezhou couldn't figure out the situation where the Yang Soul survived after a person died.

He ultimately defined it as an adult drug, and also to see if others could conduct some research.

After pondering for a few seconds, Zhang Xuezhou then ran towards Changxin Palace.