Under One Person, Reviving the Trinity Sect

Jiang Mo did not have much hope for the optimistic plan to find the root cause of the epidemic.

"Of course what you said makes sense, but I killed its clone once when it was in perfect condition."

"Besides, this place is still Tianyuan. Its cultivation will be suppressed. Even if the boundary wall is broken, the hole caused by a mere Seven Palaces Lord is not enough to change the long-standing closure between Tianyuan and the outside world. It will be repaired in an instant."

The Root of the Plague was silent for a while, then suddenly asked, "Do you want to go out?"

"After all the trivial matters in this world are resolved, I really want to go outside the domain to have a look. Do you have any good ideas?"

"Well, not now. Give me some time. I will think of a way. If I can open up a way to extradite you from Tianyuan, the situation outside the domain will be decided by you and me."

"With the Mountain and River Ten Thousand Poison Banner, the Delusion-Breaking Emperor's Eyes, and all your own innate magic weapons, the probability of destroying the Sunset Royal Court and killing the Demon King is very high."

The root cause of the epidemic has foreseen the devastating war that is coming in the near future.

"Even if I don't have your two spiritual treasures, I can still kill the Demon King if I want to."

“The hard part is I can’t get out.”

Jiang Mo said calmly that he had great confidence in his own strength and that he could destroy everything in the world with one sword.

"You don't have to plan more for me. The outsiders are the thorns on my road that I need to clear. At this stage, you should try your best to assist the Sunset Demon King. It would be best if you could help him wipe out those forces in one go, so that I don't have to conquer them one by one when I go out in the future."

Jiang Mo finally changed the subject. He was not interested in discussing with the Root of the Plague how to deal with the Sunset Demon King.

Under the premise of absolute strength, strategies are nothing more than icing on the cake and are dispensable.

Even though he had different strategies prepared to deal with the Sunset Demon King before, he thought it was too troublesome and gave up as soon as the idea came to his mind.

A ruler like the Sunset Demon King, who is almost the ruler of the world, is extremely intelligent, cunning and suspicious. You can never kill him by scheming alone, and he will never fall into a trap.

The most effective and direct strategy is to confront it head-on, not giving it the chance to evade, using force to overcome it, and defeating it with a thunderous blitzkrieg.

"Well, I'll do as you say. I'm not in a hurry anyway."

The source of the epidemic carefully considered Jiang Mo's words and joked with a bit of playfulness.

It knew this creature from the abyss and was worried that it had other plans, so it remained vigilant against it.

"I can still hold on for a while. Before my divinity is completely wiped out, this drop of my immortal blood will keep you connected."

"If you go outside the domain in the future, the Mountain and River Ten Thousand Poison Banner and the Emperor's Eyes of Breaking Delusion can help you fight back against that evil beast at any time."

"Ah."

After a conversation, the two sides reached a partial understanding that the root of the epidemic would, according to Jiang Mo's arrangement, assist the Sunset Demon King in suppressing the human race outside the domain until they were destroyed.

"Um... Do you have any more Dominant-level food? Give me some. I need it to further transform this immortal true blood body and restore some of the magical powers it had before it died."

The root disease made the request. It had previously learned from Jiang Mo that more than 20 clones of the demon clan’s masters were captured alive in Tianyuan, so it came up with this idea.

"Yes, it depends on what you bring in exchange."

Jiang Mo gently spread out his left hand, and true energy surged up, and the images of those imprisoned dominant creatures emerged.

Among them, the strongest incarnations of the Sunset Demon King and the Taotie King have not yet been devoured by the three kings.

Their blood and energy are too terrifying, far beyond what the three kings can swallow at this stage. If they try to swallow it forcibly, they will either not be able to control the massive loss of blood and energy, or they will be burst alive.

However, when the Root Plague noticed the clones of the Sunset Demon King and the Taotie King, he revealed a creepy smile:

"I knew that you, a human, had something good in your hands."

"However, my body is locked at the bottom of the sea, and many of the treasures I accumulated during my lifetime cannot be taken out."

"The only things I can exchange with you are some equipment, pills, formations, magical powers, and the like. Nothing else. I don't know if those talismans are to your liking."

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After hearing the answer from the source of the epidemic, Jiang Mo thought for a moment and said:
"Is there any magical power with a large range and extremely strong lethality?"

"of course."

Hearing this, the gray-brown figure raised his hand and wrote, using blood as ink and Qi as paper. In an instant, he wrote more than 3,000 words. It was an article about the magical power called "Dark Meteorite Covering the Sky".

The general effect is to cultivate the ultimate plague, feed it with essence, blood, and true Qi, and make it reproduce and iterate crazily, with each generation being more powerful than the last, and evolving millions of times. In the final stage, countless poisonous Qi are compressed into an infinitesimally small point.

The moment the magical power was unleashed, the space was blocked, leaving no way out; countless epidemics spread, covering a large area and bringing destruction to all things.

The life strength of the caster determines the upper limit of the supernatural power. The different epidemics bred by the rulers of the Eight Palaces and the Nine Palaces are worlds apart.

According to the Root of the Plague, 'Dark Meteorites Covering the Sky' is one of the most powerful magical powers acquired in addition to its innate magical powers. If creatures of the same level encounter this skill, they are almost in danger of death.

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Jiang Mo's eyes swept across the chapter transformed from Qi paper, and he was slightly moved and had the urge to practice.

With a "buzz!", he casually grabbed a dominant creature from the prison in his body, clenched his five fingers to kill its soul, and then threw it to the gray-brown figure.

"It's yours."

"Pfft!"

The Undead True Blood Armor opened its fangs and swallowed the corpse of the Overlord, starting a new round of evolution.

"Do you want the formation? I stole it from my enemy."

"Are you interested in the secret manual for refining forbidden magic weapons?"

"There is also the magical power of alchemy, which refines the essence of heaven and earth, uses the body as a cauldron, and the blood as fire, burning and boiling all spirits, and increases the power in one step."

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

For the next half hour, the two sides had a very pleasant transaction. Jiang Mo obtained many top-level magical powers from the root plague, and the root plague also devoured the bodies of all the overlords except the Taotie King and the Sunset Demon King.

Jiang Mo planned to keep the clone of the Taotie King for Yao Wang to use when he breaks through next time.

As for the clone of the Sunset Demon King, Jiang Mo stripped off some of his flesh and blood and handed it over to the Research on the Root of the Epidemic, ordering it to research a disease that could restrain the flesh of the Sunset Demon King.

Why do this?
The reason is that the Root Plague mentioned to Jiang Mo a racial magical power of the Sunset Demon King, whose speed is the fastest in the world. If it sees something is wrong and wants to escape, no one can stop it, not even Jiang Mo who is in peak condition.

Therefore, we need to study the epidemic that can control it. Once it is slightly infected, the corruption and distortion will be irreversible. It will be hard to say whether it can maintain its magical powers at that time, and it will only become a dead soul under the knife.

This is an active request from the root cause of the epidemic.

The Sunset Demon King outside the domain is not suppressed by the will of heaven, his cultivation is complete, and he is so powerful that the two spiritual treasures cannot steal his flesh and blood without permission. Coincidentally, there is another clone of the same origin in the Tianyuan, so the problem is easily solved.

Time passes quietly, night fades away and dawn rises.

Jiang Mo exhaled slowly towards the rising sun, billions of invisible wisps of purple air were drawn into his body, and he felt particularly relaxed and happy.

Not far away, the originally thin and short gray-brown figure had swelled into a bloated gray gel mass, unable to digest the vitality of those masters in a short period of time.

"Wan'e, although I cooperate with you, your nature is too dangerous. For the safety of this world, I need to seal you up. Do you mind? Can you forgive me?"

"If not, I will banish you to another desolate time and space and give you a certain degree of freedom. When you have intelligence to share with me one day, I will take you back."

Jiang Mo's bottom line is that he will not tolerate the source of the epidemic walking around in Tianyuan alive, no matter how innocent and miserable its first half of life was.

Apart from this, Jiang Mo is willing to help it more and get along with it as an equal, rather than treating it as a prisoner to be exploited at will.

"Seal it up."

"My real body is still locked up, and it doesn't matter where the clone is. The only difference is the size of the cage."

"Thank you, human."

The bloated gray monster didn't care about the details. At this moment, even speaking seemed difficult for it and it was almost bursting by the energy in its body.

"it is good."

Jiang Mo slowly stood up and came to the source of the plague transformed from the Immortal True Blood Armor. He stretched out the five fingers of both hands, and a purple light suddenly bloomed in the void.

"Get some sleep."

As the words fell, the barrier formed by tens of thousands of layers of void patterns appeared as a single purple transparent magic cube in the air.

It looks like there is only one, but in fact there are tens of thousands of void barriers all converging at the same frequency, falling on a perfectly matched track.]
"Boom!"

The next moment, as Jiang Mo's eyes narrowed slightly and he activated his magic, those void Dao patterns instantly gathered to the center, sealing the root of the epidemic, and finally turning into a dark purple magic cube.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Mo deployed many methods to seal the Rubik's Cube. He did not dare to relax at all and sealed it tirelessly.

It was not until several days and nights had passed that he finally stopped.

The Immortal True Blood Armor was locked under dozens of formations, and on the outer edge there was the blessing of the magical power of the History Book of Time, and a vortex leading to the desolate time and space was ready.

As long as any special situation happens in the formation above, the Immortal True Blood Armor will be transferred along with the seal to the long river of billions of parallel time and space.

The different time and space that Jiang Mo chose was the world after the destruction of mankind in a nuclear war, with poor spiritual energy and all things destroyed.

Even if Wan'e wanted to grow stronger, it would be impossible.

Because he will go to that time and space as soon as possible to resolve subsequent hidden dangers.

After this secret talk, Jiang Mo returned to his previous peaceful life, and the time for the arrival of the Star Human Race was getting closer and closer.

For the remaining year, he did not practice deliberately, but let everything take its course.

Even if he was full of energy and did not need sleep, he would still work from sunrise to sunset and rest from sunset to sunrise.

He has already practiced the skills he should have practiced over the past thousand years.

He also perfected this supernatural power through hard work and boring training day after day.

Now, he just wants to live a good life, occasionally instruct his disciples in their practice, occasionally play chess with his senior brothers, and occasionally tend to the flowers and plants in the yard.

He lived a particularly comfortable life, feeling happy every day, and gradually got used to this kind of life.

One evening, dusk illuminated the sky, and the afterglow of the setting sun spread over the four halls of the Taoist palace.

Jiang Mo stopped in front of an ancient green tree, his shadow stretched very long.

His gaze was very gentle, lingering on the rough bark for a long time. He reached out and touched it gently, feeling the rhythm of life.

In a trance, a vague and familiar figure from many years ago appeared before his eyes.

Jiang Mo saw his past self, also in an equally gorgeous, crisp autumn evening, standing under a tree, emptying his mind, immersed in his own spiritual world.

Time flies so fast.

Even I'm getting old.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Mo's mouth.

At this moment, he had to admit that with the passage of time, experience had changed his mood, personality, and attitude towards life. Compared with the ignorant boy back then, he was no longer recognizable.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, a divine light suddenly bloomed from the human world below the mountain, radiating to the nine provinces, mighty and majestic, like an immortal god descending to the earth, and a true cultivator ascending to heaven.

Sitting quietly in the attic, Jiang Mo took a sip of tea and put down the cup. He looked into the distance and recognized the aura of the Feixian Sect's Immortal Mirror, which was already fully developed and seemed to have been tempered to perfection, completely entering the ranks of innate magic tools.

It was also on this day that the world was peaceful, and immortal light swept across thousands of miles. The demon kings in the mountains and seas were all trembling, and countless believers of the Feixian Sect were excited.

The Feixian Sect once again achieved unprecedented glory and became the true number one sect in the world.

In this regard, Jiang Mo also congratulated the two old seniors from afar. He was very glad that besides him, the human race had such strong people to support them.

After a brief exchange, Jiang Mo retracted his gaze and continued to sip his tea. He held the tablet computer, swiped the screen, and read various banned archives and anecdotes on the dark web as a pastime.

Just like ordinary people.

They like to watch movies, TV series, novels, short videos and other entertainment programs to pass the time.

Jiang Mo spent his time reading some dark web files that were written in mysterious and exaggerated forms.

Soon, the blood-red setting sun sank into the horizon, and light footsteps were heard in the quiet attic, accompanied by a soft fragrance that was faint, extremely unique and thin.

It's Yousa who is here.

She walked over slowly, holding a pot of freshly brewed coffee, and sat opposite Jiang Mo without any hesitation, crossing her long, white legs.

"Why, our Jiang, what are you looking at again?"

Yousha smiled and her voice was as gentle as a clear mountain spring.

Those silver-grey eyes were especially bright, like sparkling gems. When they looked at Jiang Mo in front of them, ripples of strange colour appeared in their eyes.

She looked better today than most of the time.

The long light gray hair was passed through a dark wooden hairpin, intertwined and swirled behind the head, and the front hair fell on both sides of the cheeks like willow branches blown by the evening breeze.

The upper body is dressed in burgundy clothes, which sets off her snow-white skin, while the lower body is matched with a long skirt that looks like a blood rose blooming in black.

She leaned over and gently poured a cup of hot coffee. She held the spoon between her index finger and thumb and slowly shook and stirred it, allowing the rich aroma to evaporate better and the taste to become smoother and mellower.

Hearing Yousha's greeting, Jiang Mo subconsciously said, "Some old dark web information."

"Would you like a cup of coffee?" she asked.

"Sure." he replied.

"They're coming back soon, what are your plans?"

After Yousha prepared a cup of warm coffee, she handed it to Jiang Mo and asked about the matters of the Starry Sky Human Race.

"Maintaining the status quo."

Jiang Mo put down the tablet, took Yousha's coffee and took a sip.

"Will you win?"

Yousha looked into Jiang Mo's eyes, very calmly and peacefully, but her voice could not hide the worry in her heart.

"meeting."

Jiang Mo nodded and gave a definite answer.

"I'm ashamed that I can't help you at this point."

Yousha smiled self-deprecatingly and stroked the hair by her ear with her left hand. She was very grateful to Jiang Mo for saving her from danger many times, but she also felt helpless that she could not provide him with real help when the catastrophe came.

"You are no different from the people downstairs. You are all my disciples. It is my duty to protect you from the wind and rain. Don't mind it."

"Just a disciple?"

Yousha asked back in a humorous tone, as if she was not satisfied with this kind of identity relationship. The emotion in her eyes was no longer restrained, but gradually heated up.

"So to you, am I the head of the sect or something else?"

"family."

"friend."

"companion."

Yousha answered without hesitation, with a sincere expression, and her cheeks, which had been like an iceberg for thousands of years, showed a noticeable change for the first time, with an unnatural blush appearing.

But she remained calm and composed, without a trace of panic in her voice. She acknowledged her own behavior, accepted her own feelings, and spoke out her true thoughts.

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Their eyes met, he saw expectation in her eyes, and she saw surprise in his eyes.

Before Jiang Mo responded, Yousha continued:
“We have known each other for more than eighty years.”

"You are the only friend I care about in the rest of my life. You are not my family, but you have been with me for such a long time. Even if you and I are not a couple in the secular sense, what I want to say is..."

“You really mean a lot to me.”

"I want to be closer to you. I want to touch your body and feel your warmth."

Yousha spoke one sentence at a time.

"I wanted to say this the last time I held you in my arms. Please forgive my rudeness and recklessness."

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"If it's contact and companionship you want, I can give you that."

"But I can't give you love. Love is possession. Unfortunately, I don't have this thing and I can't give it to you."

Jiang Mo told Yousha about his situation truthfully.

He had no such emotion as love, which had been completely worn away by his training over the previous thousand years.

He cares about Yousha and regards her as a relative of the sect's big family. He can treat her well, meet many of her needs, and provide her with various resources for cultivation, but the only thing he cannot give her is love.

"No, you misunderstood. What I want is not that illusory love, nor that marriage certificate, or the confirmation of identity. What I want is just a right, a right to ask you to allow me to accompany you for a long time, to hug you and kiss you at will without being resisted or rejected by you. Is that okay?"

"that's it?"

Jiang Mo was a little surprised. He had read many ancient scriptures. According to Yousha's statement and request, the relationship between them was a bit like that of a 'Taoist couple'.

It’s just that other people’s partners may have love for each other, but in their case, one has love and the other does not.

"that's it."

Yousha nodded solemnly. She took a deep breath and asked the teacher, the man in front of her, with some uncertainty, like a student anxiously waiting for the test results:
"Is that okay?"

"You don't have to love me, but I hope you can accept my love for you."

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Jiang Mo hesitated for a few seconds. The three-word question was so concise and clear, but he couldn't give a definite answer for a while.

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Gradually, Yousha guessed the result, and her eyes flashed with unspeakable joy.

Jiang Mo did not give a clear and direct refusal!

The attitude is different from before.

The two have been together day and night for so many years that Yousha has already known his character well.

Just like that, she restrained the excitement in her heart, slowly approached Jiang Mo, and carefully but boldly stretched out her right hand to Jiang Mo's cheek, gently stroking it, her slender fingers feeling the warmth on that skin, it was so beautiful.

"You may not belong to me all the time, but there is always a time when you belong to me alone, just like now."

Yousha calmly spoke out the declaration she had been brewing for a long time. Her right hand slid down to the man's throat, and her five fingers clenched slowly, with extraordinary tenderness.

Afterwards, Yousha got what she wished for. Her figure and Jiang Mo's figure gradually overlapped under the moonlight.

She kissed him.

This was also unbelievable to Jiang Mo. He had never thought that one day he would have such close contact with the opposite sex.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"They kissed! They kissed! Uncle-master and the others are together!"

"Shh, keep your voice down!"

"Huh? What are you guys doing sneakily?"

"Uncle Master, Uncle Master, come quickly, look over there, the fourth floor."

"Ah? It's my junior brother!!"

In the courtyard not far away, there were six or seven dark shadows hiding behind a tree and peeking, among them were Shuiyun, Changqing, Zhuge Yu, and Si Chong.

They stared with their eyes wide open. They had not expected that Jiang Mo was held in place by his guardian Yousha, motionless, and the relationship between the two seemed to be extremely close.

"Go away, stop looking!"

He seemed to have a stern face towards the old man and pretended to be serious while driving everyone away, but in fact he was very happy in his heart.

He was very pleased to see that his fellow apprentice had come to his senses, and hurriedly urged the disciples who were watching the show to leave so as not to ruin his fellow apprentice's date.

"Uncle Master, don't hit me, I'm leaving, I'm leaving, can't I do that?"

"Junior Brother Lu must not know. I have to talk to him about this. This news is too explosive!"

Shuiyun and Zhuge Yu seemed to be chased away, their eyes looking back from time to time, they really couldn't believe the scene upstairs.

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Yousha's breathing was a little rapid, her chest heaving, her cheeks flushed, and she kissed for a long time, for half an hour, feeling more satisfied than ever before.

"You taste good, Chief Jiang."

Yousha said with lingering feeling, her smile charming and her eyes rippling like autumn water.

"Thank you for accepting my passionate and direct love."

"You're welcome."

Jiang Mo smiled slightly and said nonchalantly that from beginning to end, his heart rate was normal without any unnecessary fluctuations.

To him, there was no essential difference between Yousa kissing him, hugging him, and handing him coffee.

Therefore, Jiang Mo was willing to meet her needs to the best of his ability.

"Leave the door of your room open tonight. I'll come over to see you."

Yousha leaned close to Jiang Mo's ear and whispered this sentence, as if declaring her sovereignty, and gently bit his left earlobe.

"Okay?"

"Okay. You're pressing down on my tablet. Please move away. I didn't finish reading that page." (End of this chapter)