Kong Xuan originally wanted to do the winter break homework slowly, but Tan Xiao made him do it early together. No choice, with Tan Xiao not going out and staying at the desk, Kong Xuan had nowhere else to go. Bored out of his mind, he could only do homework.

Doing it actually made him unhappy, but without Tan Xiao saying anything, he sat down at the desk himself.

"Ding."

Tan Xiao's WeChat went off.

The sender was actually Duan Yang: [Shaman, will you attend the consultation this afternoon?]

What consultation? Tan Xiao didn't know what he was talking about and sent a question mark over.

Duan Yang: [Didn't Director Mu lose her soul and fall into a coma? Now they're inviting people from each responsible unit to go for a consultation.]

Tan Xiao: [!]

Tan Xiao: [What happened to Sister Mu?]

Usually, the Bureau 404 directly interfaced with Tan Xiao through Mu Fei. Now that something happened to Mu Fei, things were a bit chaotic over there, and no one actually informed Tan Xiao right away.

Duan Yang said: [What else could it be, getting injured on the job in this line of work [pitiful]]

[Was it at the Laomei Temple? Then I'll also go take a look this afternoon, is that okay?] Tan Xiao asked. He had a good relationship with Mu Fei, so he definitely had to go see her if something happened.

Not to mention, Mu Fei lost her soul, and soul summoning was one of the Chu shamans' specialties.

Mu Fei went out on missions every day and had suffered many injuries, but this was the first time it was so serious. Tan Xiao got all his gear ready. In the afternoon, he rode his bike directly to the Laomei Temple, the location of the Bureau 404's Nanchu branch. Before leaving, he told Kong Xuan to stay at home.

"Great God, correct that wrong problem, then you can rest for a bit. If Sister Mu needs it, I'll remotely contact you." Tan Xiao didn't bring Kong Xuan along, because he heard it was a consultation in the afternoon. If Kong Xuan went and cut off everyone else's signals again, wouldn't it seem like Tan Xiao was provoking them?

If they couldn't handle it themselves, he would find Kong Xuan then.

Tan Xiao had a plan. After he left, Kong Xuan rested with a blank stare. His keen hearing clearly picked up Tan Chunying turning on the TV downstairs, where some documentary was playing:

"Domestication refers to the process of changing animals from wild to tame..."

"..."

For some reason, Kong Xuan inexplicably felt there was profound wisdom in that.

Tan Xiao parked his bike outside the Laomei Temple. There were still many tourists at this time. He walked inside following the direction from his memory. There was an area of the Laomei Temple that was off-limits to tourists, which was the Bureau 404's work site. But this time, someone was guarding the entrance, and this person didn't know Tan Xiao.

Tan Xiao wanted to explain his identity, but the gatekeeper bowed his head. Looking back, Tan Xiao saw an old Taoist priest holding a cat had silently appeared at some point. The priest also nodded to the gatekeeper and pointed at Tan Xiao. The gatekeeper immediately understood and stepped aside, saying to Tan Xiao, "Please."

Tan Xiao might not have recognized the old monk at first glance, but when he saw the orange cat in his arms, Tan Xiao immediately remembered that this was probably the cat-loving elder he had briefly encountered when he came to Jiao Houjiang before.

"Greetings, Elder." Tan Xiao quickly paid his respects.

Elder Baoping also politely extended his hand, gesturing for Tan Xiao to walk with him. They passed the office area Tan Xiao had been to before and entered a lounge where a few religious figures had already gathered, including Duan Yang.

"Spirit Master!" Duan Yang excitedly stepped forward.

Tan Xiao stared at him for a couple of seconds, because there were many people here with the same hairstyle as him... But Tan Xiao didn't know many religious people, so he quickly recognized Duan Yang from his attitude.

Tan Xiao also noticed that after Duan Yang called out to him, quite a few people in the room were secretly observing him.

—After cooperating with Tan Xiao once, Duan Yang naturally told his acquaintances about this young shaman's spiritual response. However, everyone found it a bit difficult to completely capability that Tan Chunying's son had such abilities based on just a few words.

Tan Xiao rarely showed up in their joint management group, making everyone even more curious.

In fact, the monks were simply too busy with work and watched too few videos. Otherwise, with the current speed of information, it wouldn't take long for the platform to recommend videos of Tan Xiao openly performing rituals to them...

"Brother Duan Yang, how is Sister Mu doing now?" Tan Xiao asked.

"We just finished consulting and learned something quite important," Duan Yang said with a sigh.

Tan Xiao listened attentively with nervousness.

Duan Yang said, "Director Mu fainted during work hours. It turns out that only after she wakes up can she officially claim work injury. Currently, the medical expenses are being paid by the unit..."

Tan Xiao: "..."

Tan Xiao: "Huh?"

"What?" Duan Yang was even more confused than him. "She fell to the ground and started bleeding while unconscious. Luckily there were no fractures or concussions. Director Mu can't possibly pay for the medical expenses herself, right?"

"...Right, right." Tan Xiao thought to himself that he indeed still lacked practical experience.

Elder Baoping walked over, patted Tan Xiao's shoulder, and opened the door to the compartment. Inside lay the unconscious Mu Fei on what was probably a hospital bed. She was connected to several instruments, including a pulse oximeter, and a young nun was taking care of her beside the bed.

Unlike Tan Chunying, who was born with one of the three ethereal souls and seven corporeal souls missing, Mu Fei's condition indicated that at least half of her souls had run away...

Elder Baoping then pointed to the table beside them. Tan Xiao saw that it was covered with many draft papers, as well as divination tools such as the Plum Blossom Numerology. It seemed that before she fainted, she was trying to divine something using various methods like the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, and had obtained some numbers and hexagrams.

But because the papers were in disarray, with derivations upon derivations, Tan Xiao couldn't discern their order.

Did this have something to do with Mu Fei's coma?

Tan Xiao frowned as he stared at the hexagrams. "Elder, may I ask what case Sister Mu was working on recently?"

Elder Baoping hugged the cat and remained silent.

What did this mean? He didn't know? Tan Xiao suddenly felt it was strange. Come to think of it... Elder Baoping hadn't spoken a word since they met.

Duan Yang, who was beside them, answered on his behalf, "The elder practices the dharma of verbal abstinence and cannot speak. We've all looked at the case she was investigating recently but couldn't find any correlation."

"Oh, oh." He practiced keeping his mouth shut. It was Tan Xiao's first time seeing this, but his mind was still on Mu Fei. "So what now? Should we all summon her soul together?"

"Our office has already jointly tried summoning before. Mu Fei's soul seems to be trapped in an unknown place and can't be summoned back no matter what. We don't know if it's a natural disaster or man-made calamity," Liu Qingquan floated in from outside the door, holding a painting in his hands.

Inside the painting, the Xiong Hui was residing. "I even brought the Xiong Hui over, hoping to see something by borrowing its form between yin and yang, but it was also useless."

If it were simple, there would be no need for a "consultation".

When the Xiong Hui saw Tan Xiao, it suddenly drilled out of the painting, its head almost hitting the ceiling as it lowered its body to gaze at him. This abrupt action startled all the surrounding monks, who stood up with a whoosh and looked at the Xiong Hui vigilantly.

The Xiong Hui going berserk was no joke!

Although it should have been restrained, everyone's first reaction was still one of concern. However, the reason they were only on guard was that the Xiong Hui was directly facing Tan Xiao and didn't immediately take action.

Everyone was already very curious about Tan Xiao, wanting to see just how capable Tan Chunying's son really was. Was he really as the rumors said, even able to subdue the Xiong Hui?

It had been a long time since they witnessed the demeanor of a great Chu shaman. How would Tan Xiao take action?

Without drums or arrows, relying on shamanic dance? Hand seals?

But they saw the Xiong Hui only raise its head for two seconds before quickly lowering it.

It hissed and said in a bubbly voice, "Recently watching the evening news, I heard that a heavenly book has appeared at the bottom of Yunmeng Marsh. Did the people not say, 'If the phoenix does not come and the Yellow River does not produce a chart, then I am finished'? Now that the phoenix has arrived and the heavenly book has appeared, it is a sign of a wise and enlightened emperor. It is clear that the one to preside over the Chu sacrifices is none other than the Spirit Master!"

Everyone: "...???"

The old monks present understood the Xiong Hui's words very well, and upon understanding, they were petrified. They were scared half to death, not only did they not wait for Tan Xiao to take action, but they also saw the Xiong Hui flattering him...

No, wasn't your flattery a bit too exaggerated? What exactly did the shaman do to you??

—The meaning of these words was that if the phoenix didn't come and the Yellow River didn't produce a chart, then he was finished, born in the wrong era.

Back then, when the phoenix sang on Mount Qi and Emperor Wen of Zhou became the ruler of the world, the Yellow River Chart appeared in the Yellow River when Fuxi became the leader. These were all auspicious signs of a wise ruler's emergence.

The Xiong Hui thought, now that the son of the Primordial Phoenix, the Peacock, had also come, and the mysterious runes at the bottom of Yunmeng Marsh had appeared, how could this not be a sign that they had chosen the right boss??

"...Enough!" Tan Xiao was a bit embarrassed from everyone staring at him. Most of the monks still didn't know about the Xiong Hui's personality. Seeing their horrified expressions, who knew what they thought he did to the Xiong Hui? In fact, the Xiong Hui was a workaholic on its own. "Alright, I believe you have indeed caught up on a lot of later history lessons."

Tan Xiao's gaze wandered and unintentionally glanced at Mu Fei's draft papers on the table. The Xiong Hui's words echoed in his ears, and he suddenly grasped some inspiration... but was interrupted by Liu Qingquan's words.

Liu Qingquan said leisurely, "Teacher Xiong's learning is still not thorough enough. Why not directly shout 'The great Chu shall rise, Tan Xiao shall be emperor' in the middle of the night?"

Tan Xiao: "..."