Omnipotent Cellphone

"Nonsense!"    

Han Chengtian harrumphed once again. The mountain and river villa was where the Han family was located, but his daughter was not there at all.    

"Wait!"    

Jiang Xiaobai played the scene of Han Yuxi leaving over and over again in his mind. Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, "Driver!"    

He suddenly thought of something. Why would a taxi driver wear a cap when the weather was so hot?    

Clearly there was a problem!    

Jiang Xiaobai was extremely regretful. He should have personally sent Han Yuxi back. Otherwise, Han Yuxi's disappearance wouldn't have happened.    

Jiang Xiaobai originally wanted to tell Han Chengtian about this discovery, but on second thought, he couldn't even give out any information on his cellphone. Han Chengtian was just a slightly more powerful businessman in the business world, what could he do?    

Call the police like Han Yutine?    

Thinking about this, Jiang Xiaobai said in a deep voice, "Uncle Han, I might know where Yuxi is. Don't worry, no matter what, I will send Yuxi back safely!"    

Jiang Xiaobai was about to hang up when Han Chengtian said coldly, "Jiang Xiaobai, let me warn you again. If my daughter is missing a hair, or if I don't see her again within two hours, you're dead for sure!"    

Han Chengtian was sure that Jiang Xiaobai was the one who dragged his daughter down. Now that he said it like this, Jiang Xiaobai seemed to be unable to stand his threats and wanted to find an excuse to send his daughter back.    

With that, Han Chengtian hung up.    

Even though he said that, he still picked up the clothes on the sofa and instructed the servant beside him, "Call the driver, I'm going out for a while."    

One minute later, Han Chengtian sat in the car and went straight to Jiang Xiaobai's address.    

On the other side, Jiang Xiaobai hung up the phone. Since Han Yutine couldn't get through to the police, she slammed her phone angrily onto the ground and broke into pieces.    

Jiang Xiaobai wasn't in the mood to care about Han Yutine. He asked the omnipotent phone, "Other than having the power of an early Immortal Emperor, what other methods is there to cast a Prophet?"    

After a long while, the omnipotent mobile phone finally gave a vague hint, "You can use the Chaotic Body as a guide."    

Jiang Xiaobai originally thought that there was still a way, but he didn't even know what the universal phone was talking about.    

He didn't waste any time, so Jiang Xiaobai asked again. This time, the omnipotent phone was quite impressive, so Jiang Xiaobai directly said a few words.    

According to the prompt above, the Chaotic Body was an extremely powerful physique. Only once every million years would there be a heaven chosen child who possessed the Chaotic Body.    

As the name implied, the universe was originally chaotic and could contain myriad forms of events. As for the Chaotic Body, it could also contain myriad forms. Those with the Body of Chaos could cultivate any cultivation technique above Martial Cultivator.    

Even those in the early Immortal Emperor Stage who wanted to use prophets, they didn't need to fulfill this condition, they just used it directly. At the end of the paragraph, Jiang Xiaobai saw a dark red warning.    

"Although the Body of Chaos can cultivate in all things, if one's strength is insufficient, they will lose their cultivation, and at the very least, they will die!"    

At the same time as this warning sign appeared, it also included the detection of the Chaotic Body. Jiang Xiaobai tried it out without even thinking.    

The Chaotic Body had one characteristic. When a person with this physique stepped into the Martial Cultivator, they would first open the Ren Du meridians and then the Qi Sea.    

The mystical Qi in his body flowed from his Qi Sea into his two meridians, thereby displaying all kinds of secret arts.    

However, there were many secret arts that were too powerful, and even after exhausting the Qi Sea, they were still unable to unleash their full power. This would depend on the user's own strength.    

The more powerful one was, the greater the power would be. The weaker one was, the more likely it would cause one's Qi Sea to explode, let alone use a secret technique.    

Jiang Xiaobai tried to link his Qi Sea and channel his Xuan Qi into Ren Du and Du Meridian. What surprised him was that the Xuan Qi went through many small meridians smoothly and entered Ren Du and Du Meridians. Jiang Xiaobai felt his whole body was filled with energy.    

In other words, he is the Body of Chaos?    

Jiang Xiaobai shouted excitedly, but he soon thought of a problem.    

The Chaotic Body was indeed powerful, as was the secret art of the Prophet … but his own power was simply too weak.    

The omnipotent cellphone clearly warned him that if he forced himself to use the Prophet, he might just die. Even the worst case scenario would be him losing all his power.    

It wasn't easy for him to obtain the strength of an early stage Yellow Level and become a Martial Cultivator.    

Jiang Xiaobai closed his eyes. The scenes of Han Yuxi's smiling face froze in his mind.    

Why did he get the Universal Phone?    

Why did he cultivate martial arts?    

Wasn't it because of him, because he could protect the people around him?    

However, it was unknown whether Han Yuxi was dead or alive. He only had his own strength, so after he lost the one he loved, what was the use of cultivating martial arts?    

Even if he were to lose his cultivation base, or even die and disappear, at least he would have a chance of doing so.    

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaobai no longer hesitated.    

Glancing at the secret prophet technique, Jiang Xiaobai's Qi sunk into his Dantian as his hands started waving in the air, his movements were dazzling.    

At first, it was okay, Jiang Xiaobai could easily use his hand seals. However, the more he performed the secret skill, the more it became difficult for Jiang Xiaobai.    

His hands began to tremble, and his movements became as slow as a snail's. It was as if he had stuck his hands into the mud and stirred them.    

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped from Jiang Xiaobai's forehead. He gritted his teeth without any intention of stopping.    

Han Yutine was attracted by Jiang Xiaobai's actions. Although she didn't know what Jiang Xiaobai was doing, but she saw his struggling expression. She moved her red lips but ultimately did not say anything, afraid of interrupting Jiang Xiaobai.    

"Pfft!"    

What Han Yutine didn't expect was that Jiang Xiaobai suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as golden paper and he was on the verge of collapse.    

Han Yutine immediately went forward to support Jiang Xiaobai and asked worriedly, "Jiang Xiaobai, are you alright?"    

Jiang Xiaobai didn't even have a chance to speak. He had already used the Prophet to the most crucial part: the painting.    

Prophets required not only the support of the chant, but also something that was related to the person or thing they predicted. Understanding was the first step, and one needed to understand the concept behind the Prophet's secret arts first.    

The second step was connection. By using one's concept to predict the unknown connection, one would be able to feel the connection.    

The final step was the painting.    

Jiang Xiaobai wanted to draw where Han Yuxi was.    

"Pfft!"    

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood and his whole body became dispirited. If it wasn't for Han Yutine supporting him, he probably would have fallen to the ground long ago.    

Even though Jiang Xiaobai's head felt dizzy and his Qi Sea had dried up to the limit, he still did not give up.    

One blurry outline after another was outlined by Jiang Xiaobai. Han Yuxi's shadow appeared in the room. Beside her was an empty abandoned factory.