My Omega is a Top Heavenly Master - Chapter 8

The morning in the old housing district was not peaceful. Police cars were parked at the alley entrance, and yellow caution tape blocked off access.

The old police officer in uniform watched silently as the forensic examiner inspected the body. Such a thing happened first thing in the morning. Mrs. Luo was beside herself with grief, crying uncontrollably and trying to embrace Chen Yao’s corpse.

The old police officer frowned, somewhat impatiently telling the intern beside him, “Make her shut up.”

The intern responded, “Yes, Captain Wang.”

He then went to take Mrs. Luo aside to comfort her. The intern had a knack for comforting people, even if he wasn’t good at solving cases.

Wang Jingsheng lit a cigarette. How long had it been since a homicide occurred in Hushi? As a veteran detective in this area, Wang Jingsheng had never seen such a scene. There wasn’t a single trace of bl00d at the scene, yet the person had died. Now, they just had to wait for the forensic examiner’s report.

“Captain Wang.” The forensic examiner put away his tools and walked to Wang Jingsheng with a solemn expression. “There isn’t a single wound on this person’s body. I asked the deceased’s mother, and the deceased had no medical history.”

“Oh?” Wang Jingsheng scoffed, the cigarette in his hand burning down a long way, its gray ash blown away by the wind. “Are you telling me this person just died mysteriously? You must know the cause of death, right?”

The forensic examiner pursed his lips, as if debating whether to speak. Seeing his hesitation, Wang Jingsheng grew impatient. “I told you to speak, so speak.”

He was annoyed by these young people, who were always so hesitant when handling a case.

The forensic examiner steeled himself. “Captain Wang, according to my judgment, this person was scared to death.”

“Scared to death?” Wang Jingsheng looked incredulously at Chen Yao’s body on the ground. This was an Alpha, tall and well-built. Even walking alone in a dark alley at night, he shouldn’t have been scared to death, right?

What exactly did he encounter in his life to meet such a fate? Wang Jingsheng had a bad feeling and told a nearby officer, “Secure the scene.”

Wang Jingsheng walked to the side, took out his phone, and called a landline number labeled “Master” in his contacts. “I’ve run into some trouble here; I need your help.”

Only about five minutes after hanging up the phone, a red-haired Omega walked into the alley carrying a makeup case. Initially, some officers tried to stop her.

However, the Omega’s figure flashed, leaving only a white afterimage where she had stood. The Omega had already appeared in front of Wang Jingsheng.

Her skin was as fair as snow, her narrow phoenix eyes upturned, and her lips curled slightly, exuding endless charm. Her mini-skirt, which didn’t reach her knees, couldn’t hide her straight, long legs.

The Omega chuckled softly. “Uncle Wang, your people even try to stop me?”

Her voice was like a hook with a seductive charm, making some young Alpha officers blush on the spot. Wang Jingsheng smiled kindly, surprised that this little troublemaker had come.

“Jinran, stop joking around and come take a look quickly.”

Wang Jingsheng pointed in the direction of the deceased. Song Jinran assented and walked over with her case.

Song Jinran, a third-generation disciple of the Celestial Master Sect, and the most talented among this generation. Wang Jingsheng’s anxious heart eased considerably. As long as this little troublemaker was here, even the most difficult matters would likely be resolved.

Song Jinran formed a hand seal in the air with two fingers, and a yellow talisman appeared out of thin air between her fingers. Song Jinran chanted a spell, but the yellow talisman suddenly ignited.

No, this isn’t right. Song Jinran’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. The opponent’s power is above mine. And the opponent doesn’t want to reveal their identity. Song Jinran pulled out another green talisman. The talisman floated in the air, and a group of young officers stared with wide eyes at the scene.

Song Jinran chanted under her breath, finally forming one word: “Ask.”

Silver light emanated from around the green talisman. The runes on the talisman were erased by the silver light, and silver characters appeared on the talisman.

“Heaven’s law is clear, karma’s retribution,” Song Jinran murmured, reading out these simple eight words. The green talisman was enveloped in silver-white flames, finally burning into the shape of a cat.

The talisman drifted down to the ground, touched the dust, and turned into powder.

“How is it?” Wang Jingsheng quickly stepped forward and asked.

Song Jinran looked at the ground with a solemn expression. This person’s Taoist magic was profound. Fortunately, this person bore her no ill will. Otherwise, when she had just taken out the yellow paper, intending to peek, she would have been attacked by the silver-white flames.

Moreover, that person had made it very clear: the deceased died due to karmic retribution. According to sect rules, one should not interfere with matters of karma.

Song Jinran put away her cheerful demeanor and looked at Wang Jingsheng with a serious expression. “Uncle Wang, our Celestial Master Sect cannot help you with this matter. This person died entirely due to karmic retribution. He had accumulated many evil deeds, and now his soul has been scattered to settle his karma.”

“Who is it?” Wang Jingsheng asked in a deep voice. He had never heard of such a powerful individual.

Song Jinran shook her head. The Celestial Master Sect had always looked down on unorthodox Taoists, but Song Jinran knew that there was always someone better out there. In the past, she had always been self-important, but after witnessing the methods left behind by this person today, Song Jinran had to admit that her own cultivation was insufficient.

Song Jinran looked up at the morning sun, a surge of anticipation in her heart. She truly hoped to meet this person.

••••

Linmen Wangjiang, as one of the few wealthy residential areas in this city, awakened later than other parts of the city.

Sunlight streamed through the thin curtains onto the sofa, casting a thin golden glow on the embracing figures.

Qin Xiyao’s eyelashes trembled, a barely perceptible silver flicker in her dark eyes. Beneath her was a warm softness. It turned out she had fallen asleep on Mu Baicheng.

“Awake?” Mu Baicheng’s voice was a bit cold. She remembered waking up last night and not seeing Qin Xiyao. At first, she thought this ancestor didn’t want to sleep with her anymore.

Mu Baicheng had felt a little relieved, until she found the door to the other bedroom wide open, with no sign of Qin Xiyao inside.

Thinking back to Qin Xiyao leaving without a word during the day, Mu Baicheng panicked. She searched the entire house but couldn’t find Qin Xiyao.

She searched for her everywhere in the dark of night and finally found the unconscious Qin Xiyao in an alley in the old housing district. She’s such a worry! What was she doing running out in the middle of the night? And to the old housing district with poor public safety? Doesn’t she know it’s dangerous for an Omega to go out alone at night?

Qin Xiyao looked at the fierce Mu Baicheng, somewhat dazed. She’s angry? “I was just taking care of something.”

“What could be so important that you needed to take care of it in the middle of the night?” Mu Baicheng gritted her teeth. “Don’t you know it’s dangerous for an Omega to go out at night? Especially in the dead of night.”

Qin Xiyao’s body went limp, falling onto Mu Baicheng’s chest. She had expended too much last night and hadn’t recovered at all without intimate contact with Mu Baicheng.

Mu Baicheng swallowed, made somewhat incoherent by her action. “You, you, you… don’t think you can just get away with this. This time, you really need to learn your lesson…”

“Can you hold me?” Qin Xiyao’s voice was a little weak, cold and aloof, yet with a hint of coquetry. Mu Baicheng’s heart skipped a beat, but her arms had a mind of their own, wrapping around Qin Xiyao’s slender back.

Qin Xiyao buried her face in Mu Baicheng’s neck. In a daze, she caught a whiff of incense. The scent made Qin Xiyao feel incredibly at ease. It was faint, but it was there. Qin Xiyao unconsciously inhaled, her eyes shifting between black and silver.

Year after year of magical power flowed into Qin Xiyao. In a single breath, Qin Xiyao recovered a century’s worth of cultivation.

“Are you feeling very unwell?” Mu Baicheng asked softly. This kind of Omega, she no longer knew how to scold her. “Will you run out again in the future?”

“I will still run out,” Qin Xiyao replied without hesitation. Now she still had to support Dudu, and Dudu needed merit to stabilize its soul. She needed to accumulate merit and also cultivate by eliminating karma.

The Way of Inquiry was like this: eliminating the world’s karma to accumulate. This way, Qin Xiyao would have enough karmic power to resist the next Saint Tribulation. Of course, regaining her magical power was also very important.

“Why are you so disobedient?” Mu Baicheng was speechless, unsure how to talk to Qin Xiyao.

Qin Xiyao sighed. “Chen Yao is dead.”

“What?” Mu Baicheng froze. Chen Yao was dead? Her Adam’s apple bobbed up and down. Could Qin Xiyao have done it?

“It wasn’t me.” Qin Xiyao no longer smelled Mu Baicheng’s pheromones. Having regained her strength, she sat up from Mu Baicheng’s embrace and told Mu Baicheng everything that had happened last night.

Mu Baicheng hadn’t expected Qin Xiyao to be so powerful. Her lips twitched as she looked at Dudu, who was wagging its tail beside them. This little guy is a celestial soul? The purest soul in this world.

Oh my god, Mu Baicheng felt that compared to Qin Xiyao, she couldn’t even be described as a “dilettante”; she was simply useless.

“Is there anything else you want to ask?” Qin Xiyao had no intention of hiding anything. In the future, to obtain more magical power from Mu Baicheng, she needed Mu Baicheng’s trust.

It seemed now that her abilities were the most effective tool for getting close to Mu Baicheng. As expected, Mu Baicheng’s gaze towards Qin Xiyao grew increasingly worshipful.

Mu Baicheng hesitated, putting one hand behind her back and continuously picking at the sofa cover. “Um… um, can you teach me?”

“Like drawing talismans and stuff. My master died early… so… so he didn’t teach me.” Mu Baicheng’s voice grew quieter and quieter. It was as if the transmission of Taoist magic was a family secret. Mu Baicheng was unsure if Qin Xiyao would teach her, and of course, it was reasonable if Qin Xiyao was unwilling.

But Mu Baicheng didn’t want to be a dilettante anymore. She also wanted to learn some things properly.

“Alright.”

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

Mu Baicheng thought she had misheard and looked at Qin Xiyao incredulously, her expression changing from stunned to ecstatic. “Really? Then I’ll become your disciple…”

“No need.” Qin Xiyao waved her hand. According to their relationship, Mu Baicheng was her Dao companion. If she were to become her disciple, it would be disorderly.

Mu Baicheng happily jumped off the sofa. Such a good thing truly existed in this world. Then, a thought struck her, and she cautiously spoke again, “Um, is the tuition expensive? You know I…”

“I don’t want your money.” There was a faint smile in Qin Xiyao’s cold eyes. She truly is a greedy one.

Mu Baicheng breathed a sigh of relief. As long as money wasn’t involved, everything was fine. But then she remembered what Qin Xiyao had said earlier. “Marriage is a big deal. We should still spend some time together…”

“No rush. Just listen to me from now on.”

Mu Baicheng looked into Qin Xiyao’s eyes and steeled her heart. She’s an Omega; am I really afraid of being taken advantage of?

“Okay, I’ll listen to you. But let’s agree, no money involved.”

Qin Xiyao looked at the struggling person in front of her. That familiar address from last night echoed in her mind. Just like a thousand years ago, that person was always so gentle.

“I have a request right now.”

Qin Xiyao stood barefoot in front of Mu Baicheng, her eyes calm, yet Mu Baicheng saw a deep sorrow.

“What?” Mu Baicheng asked, lost in thought.

Qin Xiyao’s cheek rested against Mu Baicheng’s chest. She closed her eyes. “Call me Yaoyao.”

You have memories, don’t you? You didn’t forget me. Why did you leave, Sister Mu…?