Tianjin, starting with unorthodox methods to achieve immortality

Chapter 268 Three-Body Fusion, Cultivation Plan

The red moon hung high in the sky, casting a dark red glow over the intersection.

"Who are you?"

Yue Shan stopped in his tracks, his gaze fixed on the middle-aged man standing with his hands behind his back in the middle of the road.

The four people behind him stopped at the same time.

Zhou Ling reacted the fastest, flicking her short hair as her right hand reached for the leather pouch at her waist.

Zhao Tie didn't touch his weapon. He glanced across the intersection toward the Green Gang's headquarters, his nostrils flaring as if he were smelling something.

A moment later, he frowned, took a half step forward, and whispered in Yue Shan's ear, "Captain, there's a lot of blood on that side. At least a dozen people are dead."

Yue Shan's eyes twitched, and his left hand silently moved a few fingers at his side.

This is their team's internal hand signal: Stay calm, don't make any rash moves, prepare to disperse.

Two unfamiliar young men dispersed to the back row, their hands on the hilts of their knives, looking tense, clearly having never seen anything like this before.

Zhou Ling loosened her fingertips from the leather bag's rope and instead gripped the hilt of the short knife at her waist.

Zhao Tie took a half step back and quietly moved to the flank of the team.

The five people's position changed from a straight line to a slightly open arc.

"What is the purpose of your stopping us, sir?"

Yue Shan then spoke again, his voice sharper than before, "Do you perhaps intend to make enemies of the Zhenyi Division?"

Normally, his knife would have been drawn long ago.

But tonight, facing this middle-aged man, he suddenly felt uncertain.

I can't explain why.

The other person just stood there, not even revealing a trace of their presence, but his intuition was already frantically warning him.

You mustn't use your fists, or you'll die!

Under the tense gaze of the five men, Chen Mo, disguised as a middle-aged man, spoke calmly, "The Green Gang of Linhe County offended me before."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the five people present understood the meaning behind it.

"So the Green Gang members are dead?"

Yue Shan's pupils contracted, and the blade was drawn half an inch from its sheath, its cold light flashing under the red moon.

The dark red luster reflected on the half-inch blade had not yet fully unfolded when it was interrupted by a soft sound.

"Take it back."

Chen Mo's tone was indifferent, and he didn't even look at Yue Shan's hand as he drew his sword. His gaze swept coldly over the five men.

"Don't force me to kill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, his previously restrained aura suddenly changed, and a flash of dark golden light appeared in his eyes.

The air within half a foot of him distorted slightly.

The five people opposite them all changed color, feeling as if they were standing not with a person, but with an ancient ferocious beast.

A sense of dread rising from the depths of their souls spread throughout their bodies, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Yue Shan's blade stopped half an inch from its sheath, his knuckles cracking as he gripped it, but he could not push the blade any further.

A few muffled groans came from behind.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the four people behind him had all shrunk in size.

Their expressions were all ferocious, and not one of them could stand up straight.

"A master of the Condensation Realm?"

"Ordinary condensed evil spirits aren't this terrifying!"

Yue Shan gritted his teeth, and veins bulged on his forehead.

He stood at the very front, and in fact, he had already shouldered most of the pressure.

But at this moment, he could only manage to stand still.

He had seen Ning Sha's worshippers before at the headquarters of the Zhenyi Division.

But the pressure those people put on him was not even half that of this person.

The scum of the Green Gang dares to provoke even such a ruthless person?

Yue Shan's thoughts raced, and he made a decision almost instantly amidst the overwhelming pressure.

When a member of the Green Gang dies, that's it.

He had seen too many feuds in the underworld; the deaths of a few Green Gang bastards wouldn't even cause a ripple in this world.

Moreover, the person in front of them was far beyond what the five of them could handle.

"Since you're looking for trouble with the Green Gang, that's none of our business."

Yue Shan gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "If a member of the Green Gang dies, so be it. As long as it doesn't affect ordinary people, we won't pursue the matter."

The four people behind him gasped for breath.

Zhou Ling looked at Yue Shan in disbelief, her lips trembled, but she ultimately couldn't utter a word.

She had followed Yue Shan for three years and had never seen the captain yield to anyone.

Zhao Tie remained calm, even secretly letting out a sigh of relief as he withdrew his hand from the shadows, his palms covered in sweat.

Chen Mo's gaze lingered on Yue Shan's face for a few moments before sweeping over the four people behind him.

"A smart person."

As soon as he finished speaking, the overwhelming aura that had been pressing down like a mountain suddenly vanished.

Yue Shan felt the immense pressure on his shoulders vanish instantly, his knees buckled, and he almost couldn't stand.

He could hear heavy breathing behind him.

Zhou Ling propped herself up on her knees, her face deathly pale, her short, wet hair plastered to her face.

The two young men collapsed to the ground, their hands trembling uncontrollably as they gripped the knives.

"The Little Knife Society is now under my control."

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Chen Mo stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the current state of the group, and he began to weigh the power of the dragon's might.

He hadn't fully figured out this move yet; he had only slightly activated it just now, and the five opponents almost lost.

If used at full power, even a martial artist with an indestructible body would likely lose their composure on the spot.

Yue Shan's expression changed again.

Small Knife Society?

His mind raced, and he instantly understood many things.

The annihilation of the Green Gang was not a senseless act of revenge; rather, it was because someone wanted to replace this local tyrant.

The fact that this man is helping Xiaodao rise to power is probably more than just a personal grudge.

"Our inspection bureau's duty is to suppress evil spirits and eliminate demons, not to meddle in江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) disputes."

Yue Shan steadied his voice, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, "As long as the Little Knife Society doesn't cause any major trouble, we won't go looking for problems."

This statement was delivered in a measured and balanced manner, both stating the position and leaving the speaker an out.

Chen Mo glanced at him; this guy hadn't used this kind of rhetoric when he was pursuing her.

"Remember what you said."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked deeper into the intersection, gradually disappearing into the dark red night.

Even though they were just ordinary steps, their outlines became blurred after only three or five steps.

Yue Shan stood still, staring intently in that direction.

Only after that figure completely disappeared did he exhale a long breath.

"Captain Yue, are we just going to let it go like this?" Zhou Ling leaned closer, lowering her voice. "Are we still going to the Green Gang?"

"Otherwise what?"

Yue Shan turned to look at her, his gaze complex. "You want to fight him?"

Zhou Ling choked.

She could barely stand, how could she possibly fight?

"As for the Green Gang's headquarters..."

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Yue Shan hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded, "I still have to go."

"So many people from the Green Gang have died. We have to see the scene with our own eyes so that we can report back without any knowledge of the situation."

"What if... we run into that person coming back?" A young team member behind him asked, his voice trembling, clearly traumatized by Chen Mo.

"He won't come back."

Yue Shan had already taken a step forward. "Those kinds of people, once they're killed, they won't stay a moment longer."

Zhao Tie silently followed, "Captain, that person... is probably not an ordinary Qi Condensation Realm cultivator."

"I know." Yue Shan continued walking. "After we get back, we need to report this to headquarters."

"A master of the Condensing Fiend Realm appeared out of nowhere in Linhe County, wiped out the entire Green Gang overnight, and even took over the Little Knife Society."

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"This kind of person is beyond our ability to handle."

Zhou Ling, who was listening from behind, suddenly asked, "Captain, do you think he might be...?"

"Demon."

Yue Shan paused for a moment, a sense of dread from the depths of his soul flashing through his mind; it certainly didn't seem like the methods of a human cultivator.

"Whether it's human or demon, it's none of our business."

"Report this to headquarters and wait for their decision. Until then, do not provoke the Small Knife Society."

The five men crossed the intersection and walked along the long street toward the Green Gang's headquarters.

The further you go, the stronger your blood energy becomes.

The gate to the Green Gang's headquarters was half-open, and the plaque above the gate had a corner chipped off by something, making it teeter on the verge of collapse.

Yue Shan stopped in front of the door and glanced inside.

Several corpses lay in the yard, and dark red bloodstains spread from the steps all the way to the backyard.

Seven or eight people were busy moving the body, clearly tense.

On the stone steps behind the gate stood a young man in his early twenties, wearing a gray-blue short jacket, with a thick bandage wrapped around his left arm, from which a dark red patch was faintly seeping through.

He recognized the man; it was Shen Qi, the leader of the Little Knife Society.

Just then, Shen Qi also saw Yue Shan.

Their gazes met in mid-air, and Shen Qi's face turned pale instantly. He instinctively took a half-step back.

The members of the Little Knife Society in the courtyard froze instantly, all staring at the entrance, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

The inspectors arrived so quickly?

Several members had already placed their hands on their waists, their fingers trembling slightly.

Shen Qi's breath hitched, and countless thoughts raced through his mind.

Just as his back was soaked with cold sweat, he saw Yue Shan step over the threshold expressionlessly and walk straight into the depths of the courtyard.

The other four followed closely behind, without even glancing at them.

He suddenly froze, his eyes following the figures of Yue Shan and his group of five, his mouth agape for a long time.

A guy next to him chimed in, "Dude, are they just pretending they don't see us?"

As the crimson moon waned in the west, the night air in Linhe County carried the fishy smell of the Blackwater River.

After Chen Mo disappeared from the intersection, he did not go straight back to his residence, but instead circled around the county town twice.

After confirming there was no tail behind it, it transformed back into its original form and vaulted over from outside the alley into its own backyard.

The courtyard was quiet.

Chen Dachuan's snoring echoed from the room, one snoring sound after another.

In the next room, Yuanyuan turned over, mumbled something in her sleep, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

After a quick wash, Chen Mo pushed open the door to his room and sat down on the bed in the dark.

"The Moonlit Mirror".

[Cultivation Technique: The First Level of the Yellow Springs Water Control True Method (Upper Profound Rank) - (Level 1)]

[The second level of simulation is underway and is expected to take 44 days.]

It will take another 44 days to complete the second level of the technique.

Chen Mo stared at the number, his brows furrowing slightly.

This period of time wasn't long; a little over a month passed in the blink of an eye.

But after returning, he inexplicably felt a sense of crisis.

I originally thought that after breaking through to the Condensation of Evil, I could go anywhere in the world.

As long as they don't run into the higher-ups of the Qi and Blood Cave Heaven in the Zhenyi Division, they can walk sideways with ease.

Unexpectedly, during their trip to Ganzhou, they encountered three masters of the Qi Condensation technique.

Chen Mo sat on the edge of the bed, his eyes slightly closed in the darkness, his fingertips unconsciously tapping his knees.

The spirit world.

He hadn't paid much attention to this word when he first saw it in the Moon Concealment Space.

At that time, my mind was completely focused on breaking through to the Qi Condensation Realm, so I didn't have time to ask what kind of place it was.

But now, looking back, the appearance of the Red Moon severed the path of cultivation for hundreds of years.

Why do we still see one powerful expert in the Qi Condensation Realm emerging one after another?

Master of a Hundred Poisons, the Soul-Seizing Demon, Zhang Jingxu...

These people were able to break through the Qi Condensation stage; they must have had other opportunities.

"The Spirit Realm..." Chen Mo murmured, "Could it be that it's untouched by the Red Moon's pollution?"

The idea is somewhat absurd, yet not entirely impossible.

If something as extraordinary as the Moon Essence Treasure Mirror can appear, what else is impossible?

He thought for a while but couldn't come up with a solution, so he put the matter aside for the time being and instead thought of something else.

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Aside from the dead Master Baidu, the battle between the Soul-Seizing Demon and Zhang Jingxu left a very deep impression on him.

But now that I think about it, something feels off.

Two experts at the Condensation Realm were actually tricked by the Shadow Puppet into stealing the lightning-struck wood when they were less than five meters apart.

At the time, he only felt lucky, but now it seems that the problem is quite obvious.

The range of their spiritual senses was surprisingly weak, unlike what one would expect from someone at the Condensation Realm.

Why is this happening?

Chen Mo slowly opened his eyes, his eyes glowing faintly in the darkness.

The strength of one's consciousness is closely related to that of one's soul.

Those two were orthodox cultivators, and they should be following the normal path of cultivation.

Logically speaking, even if there are differences in the strength of the divine sense of those in the Condensing Fiend Realm, the difference shouldn't be this great.

unless..

"Unless they're not taking the normal route."

A thought suddenly flashed through Chen Mo's mind.

Divine consciousness is like radar in later generations, although it is not always on.

However, during combat, to prevent being ambushed, it will definitely be activated at full power.

As a result, even with their divine senses fully activated, the two of them couldn't detect the shadow puppet five meters away.

This speaks volumes.

"So I wasn't just lucky, but those people weren't even true Qi Condensation cultivators?"

Chen Mo's lips curled up slightly, but he quickly suppressed it.

This thought made him feel a little relieved, but he didn't let his guard down.

Even if the Soul-Seizing Demon and Zhang Jingxu were not the best, they were still genuine Condensing Evil Realm cultivators.

If they were to face each other head-on, the outcome would be uncertain.

Chen Mo took a deep breath and cleared his mind of distracting thoughts.

Sit cross-legged, place your hands on your knees, and slowly let your consciousness sink into your dantian.

A chaotic void, shrouded in mist.

In the void, a crescent moon hung, its entire body radiating a cold, eerie purple light.

Below the purple moon was a swirling mass of dark clouds.

The clouds were as black as ink, so thick they were almost impossible to disperse, with faint dragon-scale-like patterns appearing at their edges.

Unlike before, now a drop of water hangs suspended beneath the dark clouds.

The water droplet was only the size of a mung bean, yet it was shiny black and hung heavily in the air, motionless.

It is a liquid, yet it gives people a sense of metallic weight.

This is the Yellow Spring True Water, the first drop of true water he refined into his dantian after cultivating the first level of the "Yellow Spring Water Control True Method".

A single drop can weigh over a hundred pounds.

The surface of the water has faint ripples flowing, and each ripple contains the law of extreme yin and extreme cold.

The three things each acted independently.

The purple moon hangs high above, proud and independent, exuding a cool, yin aura.

Dark clouds loomed below, churning endlessly, exuding an oppressive aura.

The Yellow Springs True Water lies at the very bottom, pitch black as ink, utterly silent.

They neither invade each other nor merge with each other.

The power of the Yin, the black dragon's dark and malevolent energy, and the true water of the Yellow Springs.

Although all three things belong to the same cold and yin lineage and share the same origin, they are ultimately not the same thing.

Normally, it's fine if they go their separate ways, but once they go all out, there will be a slight sluggishness.

He had already sensed it when he activated his dragon's might tonight.

The Yellow Springs True Water is of an extremely high grade.

Even after the initial fusion of the Yin energy and the Black Dragon Xuanming Sha, it still couldn't move this powerful figure.

Chen Mo could activate the Yellow Spring True Water on his own, but it was still somewhat difficult for him to integrate it into his own magical power.

"High quality can sometimes be a problem..."

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