Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

The main hall is located at the Sanyi Gate.

Zuo Ruotong stood by the window, gazing at the distant mountains.

These past few days, he has been waiting, waiting for the Curse-Binding Society to attack the mountain.

The dead in the bunker are ready, and the disciples are on duty day and night, waiting for the enemy to appear.

The communication device lights up.

Zuo Ruotong picked it up and was slightly taken aback when she saw the message from Cui Ming.

Is it resolved?

He had expected it to be a fierce battle, one that would at least deplete a significant portion of the Sanyi Sect's strength.

After all, the Curse-Binding Society sent a whole team, including three experts at the "God Lord" level.

He was even prepared for the Trinity to make enormous sacrifices.

As a result, Cui Ming single-handedly took care of them all on the way.

Zuo Ruotong remained silent for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

"Looks like I'm overthinking it."

Zuo Ruotong muttered to himself.

"The world of young people is beyond my comprehension."

Footsteps sounded behind me, as if someone had rushed in.

"Sect Leader, the disciples are asking whether we should continue preparing for battle?"

Zuo Ruotong shook her head.

"Tell the disciples to lift the alert and resume their normal shifts. The people from the Curse Binding Society have already been dealt with by Hall Master Cui."

He seemed to be taken aback.

"Resolved? So quickly?"

"Ah."

Zuo Ruotong looked out the window.

"Master Cui personally intervened, intercepted them halfway, and annihilated them all."

He seemed to open his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he could only sigh.

"Master Cui's strength... is truly unfathomable."

Zuo Ruotong nodded, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly asked.

"Si Chong, what are your thoughts on the world's top martial arts masters today?"

Si Chong thought for a moment.

"Junior brother, my knowledge is limited, and I dare not speak presumptuously. But in my opinion, Hall Master Cui goes without saying, and Wugensheng of Quanxing is also extremely troublesome. And that Tiantong Daoist..."

"The Heavenly Passage Man?"

Zuo Ruotong turned to look at him.

"It's that guy from Longhu Mountain."

It seems to be rushing down a road.

"I have heard people say that although he is young, he is exceptionally talented and is said to have cultivated thunder magic to an extremely high level. There are rumors in the martial arts world that he may be the next Celestial Master."

Zuo Ruotong seemed to be deep in thought.

Longhu Mountain, Zhang Zhiwei.

He had heard of that name before.

Although that young extraordinary person rarely descended the mountain, his reputation had already spread throughout the martial arts world.

It is said that his thunder magic has reached a level of unparalleled skill, even surpassing the masters of Longhu Mountain.

Zuo Ruotong didn't care before.

No matter how strong the younger generation is, how strong can they really be?

He had cultivated the Reverse Rebirth Triple Realm for decades and believed himself to be virtually unrivaled in the world.

But after the battle with Wugensheng and witnessing Cui Ming's methods, he suddenly realized that he might have underestimated this generation of young people.

"Zhang Zhiwei..."

Zuo Ruotong said in a low voice.

"If I have the chance, I would like to meet him."

Si Chong didn't dare to reply, and just stood quietly to the side.

Zuo Ruotong remained silent for a moment, then waved her hand.

"Go and tell your disciples that they have worked hard these past few days. They should rest well."

He seemed to respond and retreat.

Only Zuo Ruotong remained in the main hall.

He looked out the window again, his gaze passing through the mountains, as if trying to see into the distance.

"Truly, heroes emerge in times of chaos."

He sighed softly.

"What are my achievements compared to this overwhelming tide?"

Outside Huai'an City, Cui Ming did not leave immediately.

He sat in the carriage, examining the various items that had been taken from the members of the Curse-Binding Society.

Besides the roster, there were several diaries, some letters, and a few strange magical artifacts.

What interested him most was a palm-sized purple crystal.

The crystal has a smooth surface and a faint flow of light inside, just like the energy released when Hayakawa Chihiro and others transformed into demons.

Cui Ming tried to probe it with the power of Dan Shi, and the light inside the crystal immediately became active, as if stimulated.

"This thing should be the carrier of purple energy."

Cui Ming touched his chin.

"The gods of the Curse-Binding Society probably awakened through this."

He recalled Hayakawa Chihiro's dying words: "The Great God will descend in person and kill you all."

Great God.

This is the second time I've heard this name.

In Ryūjū Kōji's memory, the high priest of the Cursed Guild mentioned "the mission of the Great God".

It now appears that the so-called "Great God" is the true controller of the Curse Binding Society and the source of this purple energy.

Cui Ming stared at the crystal in his hand, lost in thought.

This thing is extremely dangerous.

It can grant people immense power, or it can turn them into demons.

If we can study it thoroughly, we might be able to find a way to deal with the Curse Binding Society.

However, the research takes time, requires a return to the village, and necessitates the use of a large amount of equipment and personnel.

What he lacks most right now is time.

News came from Qianmian that the takeover of the 37th Regiment was progressing slowly.

Although Qianmian successfully disguised himself as General Yamashita, there were too many things to handle in commanding a regiment, and he couldn't manage it all by himself.

What's more troublesome is that there are other officers in the regiment who need to be brainwashed and controlled one by one.

Only Cui Ming can do this job.

On one hand, there's the research on purple energy; on the other, there's the military's brainwashing and subversion efforts.

Cui Ming rubbed his temples.

Both of these matters are extremely important and cannot be delayed.

But he was only one person and couldn't be in two places at once.

Footsteps were heard outside the carriage, and a disciple reported this.

"Master, news has come from various places that all the members of the Curse Binding Society have been captured and are being escorted away."

Cui Ming nodded.

"Understood. Let the brothers do their work and escort him directly back to Earth Vein Village to be handled by Bai Lian."

"Yes!"

The disciple withdrew.

Cui Ming leaned against the carriage wall and closed his eyes.

Two choices; a decision must be made.

Return to the leyline village to study purple energy.

This would allow him to better understand the Cursed Association's true nature and prepare him for dealing with "Omikami" in the future.

But this means that Qianmian's side will have to keep dragging on, and when will it end?

Go to the military headquarters and help Qianmian brainwash and subvert the enemy.

This would allow him to truly control a Japanese unit, laying the groundwork for future wars.

However, the research on purple energy had to be put on hold, in case the Curse Binding Society made another move, and he didn't even know the details of his enemy.

Cui Ming opened his eyes, a resolute glint in them.

He lifted the carriage curtain and addressed his disciples outside.