Under One Person, your rebellious life has reached the heavens?

It took Jiang Mo nearly half an hour to investigate all ten magical artifacts. Unfortunately, they were all low-grade magical artifacts.

In addition, thanks to the help of ancient books, the origin of the bone sword he obtained on his first trip down the mountain to fight demons after returning from his travels was also found out. It was named 'Thousand Bones'. Due to the cruel methods of its forging, it had terrifying power and belonged to the mid-level offensive magic weapon category.

Since it was brought back, Jiang Mo has kept it sealed away underground, regarding it as an ominous and dangerous weapon.

"Da....Da...Da"

Just as Jiang Mo picked up the second ancient book about magical artifacts to read, there was a commotion at the top of the stairs, with hurried footsteps.

"Senior brother, are you sure you can find it?" It was Lu Jin's voice.

"If I remember correctly, I think I saw it once in the corner on the south side before."

Zhuge Yu hadn't slept all night and was full of energy. He had successfully repaired two familiar magical artifacts, but didn't recognize the others, so he went into the pavilion to search for ancient texts.

A moment later, they encountered Jiang Mo and exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, Uncle-Master, you're here too? Good morning."

"morning."

Jiang Mo took a sip of tea and watched the two little ones with interest; they seemed to be in a good mood.

"Little Zhuge, what are you and Jin'er doing here?"

"Hey, to be honest, I found some broken magical artifacts yesterday. I repaired two of them, and there are a few I don't recognize. I was just about to come over and look at some books on magical artifacts."

Zhuge Yu explained their purpose, and Jiang Mo waved to them: "Come over here, the book is with me."

Lu Jin and Zhuge Yu noticed the strangely shaped objects on the table, and were somewhat stunned. They asked in surprise:

"Uncle-Master, are these also magical artifacts?!"

"Yes, I looted them from Wan Nian Shou last night. I was careful when I took action and didn't destroy them. I came here this morning to search for ancient books and organize their related information. I plan to distribute them all to you little guys."

Jiang Mo smiled lightly, patted the futon beside him, and gestured for the two to sit down.

"Come on, Jin'er, Little Zhuge, there's no time like the present. Since you've seen it beforehand, why don't you choose one?"

"Disciple thanks Uncle-Master."

Zhuge Yu and Lu Jin were flattered and quickly sat down, staring curiously at the magical artifacts on the table, wanting to touch them, yet cautious and reserved.

"I won't go into detail about each point; there are labels I've prepared above."

Jiang Mo handed them the "Records of a Thousand Ancient Weapons" and said:

"These magical artifacts are all recorded here. I will take the Soul Refining Bell, but you and Little Zhuge can choose any of the rest."

"Don't disturb the other fellow disciples for now. The magical artifacts I've prepared for them might not be enough."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Yu's face lit up with joy. This was the very problem he had been worried about, and now it was easily solved.

"Uncle-Master, it's alright. I have five more magical artifacts here. Two have been repaired so far, and three are still waiting to be repaired. Together with your nine artifacts, they are enough for my fellow disciples to share."

"Oh? You're that good?"

Jiang Mo rubbed Zhuge Yu's head, feeling both proud of his talent in weapon crafting and gratified by his generosity.

The preciousness of magical artifacts is common knowledge. Those repaired artifacts should rightfully belong to Zhuge Yu. Even if he kept them for his own use, Jiang Mo would have tacitly agreed. However, he was willing to share them with his fellow disciples, which proves the deep friendship among the younger generation of disciples.

A harmonious and close-knit sect, like brothers and sisters—this is what Jiang Mo hopes to see. With these youngsters, how could the sect not achieve great things with such care?

"In that case, the distribution of the magical artifacts will be left to you and Jin'er to arrange. You should discuss it thoroughly with your fellow disciples."

Jiang Mo stood up, casually took the Soul Refining Bell with him, and said, "I have other things to do. You can consult the ancient books first."

"Uncle-Master, please take care." Zhuge Yu and Lu Jin respectfully saw him off.

Chapter 146 Western Alchemy

The Qi that differed from that of the disciples resided deep in a corner on the third floor of the Scripture Pavilion. When Jiang Mo arrived, You Sha was lying on the wooden table, fast asleep. The oil lamp on the table had burned out, and as he stepped down, the invisible magic circle set up on the ground was triggered.

The next moment, You Sha's eyelashes fluttered, she slowly woke up, stretched, loosened her muscles and bones, and said calmly:

"Good morning, what can I do for you, sir?"

She huddled in the corner, as if it suited her better and gave her a strange sense of security.

Jiang Mo strolled over and told her about the decision he, Si Chong, and Cheng Zhen made the night before.

"From now on, you may call me the Sect Leader. You will continue to exist as the Protector of the Sanyi Sect."

"it is good."

You Sha revealed a lazy smile and beckoned Jiang Mo to come forward. With her right hand, as if by magic, three transparent cubes appeared out of thin air and were placed on the table.

"I was feeling tired last night, so I only practiced three. Do you want to take a look?"

Jiang Mo sat down opposite the woman and, following her instructions, manipulated the transparent cube to freely expand and shrink, putting many ancient books and miscellaneous items into it, and then successfully taking them out.

It can shrink to the size of a finger joint, which is quite effective. Compared to the Devouring Sac that Jiang Mo knows, it is at least on par.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Jiang Mo gently placed the cube down, a slight smile playing on his lips, and asked bluntly, "You Sha, how good are your alchemy skills?"

"Let me think of a suitable metaphor to describe the sect leader."

You Sha rubbed her head with her slender, jade-like hands. As a magical practitioner, her mental strength was exceptionally strong. Every time she woke up from sleep, it would cause discomfort in her brain nerves, which was difficult to bear and required a period of time to recover.

This is also why she rarely sleeps and is used to using meditation to restore her energy.

"If my magical skills are like those of a mature and steady middle-aged person, then my alchemy is like that of a manic and reckless youth. It often surprises me, but it also occasionally gives me headaches and keeps me in an unstable state."

While tidying up the magic books on the table and the materials for making healing potions last night, You Sha asked:

"What, you're asking me about alchemy? Do you want me to craft artifacts for you?"

"Yes, I need a batch of magical artifacts to distribute to my disciples to enhance their abilities in battle."

Jiang Mo explained his purpose, but still had concerns: "I just don't understand the difference between your Western alchemical creations and Eastern magical artifacts. Do your creations need to be activated by magic or spells?"

You're asking about the difference?

You Sha's lips curled slightly as she explained, "Since I came to your country, I've been busy studying magic and haven't really come into contact with any knowledge of weapon crafting. However, according to your definition, my understanding is that it should be a creation with special abilities?"

"Hmm." Jiang Mo gestured for her to continue.

"In our country, alchemical creations are classified according to their usage. Some require incantations to activate, some rely on mental power to control, and of course, some can be used directly. Compared to the former two, it has a lower barrier to entry and is easier to learn. It is considered 'ownerless,' meaning that whoever gets it can use it at will."

A hint of reminiscence appeared in You Sha's eyes, and her voice softened as if recalling a pleasant memory, she said:

"The risks of alchemy are theoretically much higher than those of failing in magic training. In the more than ten years I've been in the academy, I can't even remember how many times I've failed. So far, I've only been able to create a small number of things."

"Is that so? Do you have any books I could look at?"

You Sha took out ten dark brown parchment sheets from the transparent cube on the left and handed them over.

"No need to look anymore. These are the only ones I can refine, with a success rate of around 80%. The other creations are either too easy and lack any unique abilities, or too difficult for me to learn."

"..."

Jiang Mo took the parchment and began to look through it. The first thing that caught his eye was a book engraved with various star patterns.

"The Book of Dynamite?"

"Yes, the explosion magic is stored in advance on special paper made of a blend of secret ingredients. The method of use is very simple: tear off the paper and throw or shoot it. As long as it touches the target or a specific word is uttered, it will explode."

You Sha clearly remembered the relevant descriptions, after all, this was the first creation she had made after coming of age. Although it was very ordinary, it was extremely memorable.

Jiang Mo scanned the data recorded on the parchment and suddenly felt that this creation had more practical value than many confiscated magical artifacts. He murmured:

"The principle behind the creation of this book of explosives is similar to that of our talismans."

"You Sha, how long will it take you to craft a book on explosives?"

"With sufficient materials, it takes half a month; if you're unlucky and fail to refine it again, it will take a month."

The veil reveals a secret unknown to others:

"Alchemy is a perfectionist art. It involves taking various unstable elements and finding a balance point through the alchemist's almost pathological imagination to create the desired product. Therefore, it cannot tolerate any flaws. Once a flaw exists, it will amplify the instability of the creation infinitely. At best, it will cause the creation to collapse and fail, resulting in the loss of all previous efforts. At worst, it will cause an explosion, bringing disaster upon oneself."

Jiang Mo listened with increasing interest. Naturally, there were similar situations in the Eastern art of weapon crafting and alchemy. Often, due to improper operation or incorrect combination of substances with different properties, furnace explosions would occur.

"By the way, alchemical creations shouldn't be weak. You must have created at least some over the years, right? So why didn't you use them when you fought me before?"

Jiang Mo suddenly thought of this question. You Sha was proficient in magic, but she also had considerable skill in alchemy. This should have been part of her abilities, and there was no reason not to use it in a life-or-death situation.

"Most of the abilities of creation are bestowed by me personally; it's just that the magic exists in the form of objects. It would be more convenient for me to cast the spells myself, but you didn't give me that opportunity."

You Sha still has some lingering trauma. During their first encounter, Jiang Mo shattered the barrier she had painstakingly built with a single punch. If it had been an alchemical creation, it would have exploded.

"I see."

Jiang Mo suddenly realized what was going on. He continued to flip through the parchment, and when he saw the new creation, he slowly stopped and his eyes lit up.

"The Staff of Fear"

"It comes with a mental attack that strikes deep into the soul, capable of awakening the person and thing that the victim fears most, creating a cyclical, cumulative effect that persists unless the user actively cancels it."

Looking at these descriptions, Jiang Mo asked You Sha, "After you successfully refined it, how did you use it?"

"Hmm? You mean this?"

Upon closer inspection, You Sha discovered it was the Staff of Fear. After a moment's recollection, she explained its significance:

"Unlike the Book of Dynamite, it requires a specific incantation to activate, which I've forgotten. I'll have to consult the scriptures later to find out."

Chapter 147 The aftermath of the war

Time passed quickly, and Jiang Mo had read through all ten parchments. The alchemical creations there were remarkably similar in effect to the magical artifacts made by the Central Plains' weapon-making schools. Thus, the value of the Ghost Gauze far exceeded his expectations.

This is a powerful figure who wields both magic and weapon crafting skills. His achievements in alchemy alone, along with his strange and wonderful creations, are enough to help the overall strength of the Trinity Sect undergo a considerable transformation.

How long does it take to forge the Staff of Fear?

Jiang Mo asked You Sha, explaining his plan to use the Spirit-Breaking Curse and the Staff of Fear to temper the minds of his disciples, which he considered an added bonus.

Otherwise, if one only possesses the true method and cultivates the body in reverse, the strength of the physical body will far exceed that of the soul, inevitably leading to an imbalance.

"Two months."

You Sha extended two slender fingers and gently shook them at Jiang Mo.

"Some of the materials used in the refining process are quite expensive. I'm not sure if they can be found in your country, but they can be obtained by dissolving and synthesizing similar substances. It's just that the process is much more complicated."

"It's alright, I'll leave you with the hard work these next few months to refine these two creations."

Jiang Mo chose the 'Book of Dynamite' and the 'Staff of Fear'. Although the other creations were more powerful, they would take at least a quarter to complete, which was too long.

"Them?"

You Sha wasn't too surprised. Her amber eyes swept over the area, then she picked up a feather from the table, dipped it in ink, and placed it on a new piece of parchment, where she wrote down nearly a hundred kinds of minerals and herbs.

"These are the materials that need to be collected, Sect Leader. Please take a look."

"Okay... I'll prepare it for you."

Jiang Mo put away the parchment, intending to give it to Lu Jin later so that he could use his family connections to purchase the materials.

Just in time, the letter I sent some time ago, Lu You, who is far away on the other side of the ocean, may have already sent the corresponding supplies back by ferry.

"Master, may I ask you something?"

You Sha took out an alchemy book and looked for her old, unfamiliar notes to review.

"But there's no harm in talking."

Jiang Mo looked around and found that the environment on the third floor of the Sutra Pavilion was rather chaotic, with the most ancient books and a cramped space, making it unsuitable for You Sha to live there for a long time.

Unfortunately, Chengzhen was engaged in battle last night and had to guard the Qi Diagram, so he simply didn't have time to take care of this 'protector' who was essentially a prisoner.

You Sha lowered her head, her gaze fixed on the messy, ancient handwriting, multitasking as she spoke:

"Sect Leader, are you human, or some other species?"

She seemed to know this was a taboo topic, so she didn't look directly into Jiang Mo's deep, unfathomable eyes.

"The reason you have this doubt is that my existence, in your perception, doesn't seem human at all?"

"Since you asked, as the sect leader, I can reveal the answer to you; I have no special abilities that I was born with. I am just a human who has undergone continuous transformation of my body through the accumulation of years of cultivation of the sect's techniques. That's all."

You Sha was slightly lost in thought, then looked up at Jiang Mo and smiled softly, "Okay, thank you..."

"I'll have my disciple prepare your room later, and you can move in then."