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

"Xiao Yin, the sect leader is currently recovering from his injuries, so don't worry about him; he'll be able to return in a year or two."

"Thank you for your help."

"By the way, tell me about the recent situation in the Central Plains?" Granny Liu asked, voicing her greatest concern.

After a moment's thought, Yin Chengfeng recounted his experiences over the past period in detail.

"As you can see, Quanxing suffered heavy losses. Under the siege of Sanyimen and many righteous sects, we were scattered in all directions. None of our twelve strongholds, including Dawang Mountain, survived."

"Recently, Jin Feng and Xia Liuqing approached forces like the Sinful Sand and Shadow Bamboo Society, offering them large sums of money to assassinate members of the Sanyi Sect. Not only did they fail, they also lost their lives."

This information caused Granny Liu's expression to change. She frowned and said, "Even if the Shadow Bamboo Society can't assassinate the leader of the Third Sect, does that mean the other members can't do it either?"

"This junior does not know..."

Yin Chengfeng's lips moved as he sighed, "I was just on the run. I heard that the Shadow Bamboo Society, the Sinful Sand, and the Trinity Sect were fighting each other and were uprooted. All the leaders and high-ranking members were killed."

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Granny Liu's expression was complicated. Having been stationed in the Central Plains for many years, she was naturally familiar with these two forces that were on par with the Tang Clan. In terms of killing, their efficiency was undoubtedly the fastest and highest, and their strength was even greater than that of many elite members of the Quanxing Sect.

"Trinity Gate...sigh."

Granny Liu felt troubled, and her bad premonition grew stronger. With this level of strength, if the Sanyi Sect were to actually chase them to the depths of the Southern Frontier, it would undoubtedly be a catastrophe.

"Do you have a good plan? Or should we continue to hide..."

Yin Chengfeng had some hope, for the old woman before him was the most senior surviving member of the Quanxing sect.

"A good plan..."

Granny Liu murmured softly, lost in deep thought and making a decision.

"Let me think about it. It's not without a solution. At least we can temporarily curb the ferocity of the Trinity Sect."

Yin Chengfeng's eyes lit up and hope rose in his heart. He said, "Junior, I would like to hear the details."

"It's truly embarrassing to have come to this point."

Granny Liu sighed in resentment, "They actually have to rely on the foreigners to deal with the Trinity. Fine, let them fight like dogs, it would be best if they both suffered heavy losses."

"What do you mean?" Yin Chengfeng was completely confused.

Granny Liu revealed to him a secret that no one knew: "At the end of the Qing Dynasty, a group of powerful overseas people drifted to China and established their own organization, 'Deep Sea'."

"Yin Xiaoer?"

"This junior is here." Yin Chengfeng's heart tightened, and he prepared to listen to the old woman's instructions.

“Give me your location. A letter will be delivered within two days. At that time, you, Gao Gen, and Gu Qiting will head north to find the ‘Deep Sea’ stronghold and deliver the letter to the old man named ‘Steef’.”

"I will make the deal with him myself, and with the help of the foreigners, I will fight the Trinity Sect one more time. If I fail, then I will flee, flee to the ends of the earth..."

Yin Chengfeng harbored inexplicable suspicion towards those foreigners:

"Grandma Liu, do you really think those blond-haired, blue-eyed barbarians can do anything?"

"There is a certain chance."

Granny Liu looked at Yin Chengfeng and said, "I've dealt with them before. Although they are foreigners, to be honest, their methods are not much different from some of the old folks in our sect."

Chapter 156 Feng Yao's Desperate Situation

After a detailed conversation, the dream gradually faded away, and in the stone house where the candles had not yet burned out, Yin Chengfeng and the other two woke up one after another.

"You dreamed about it?"

"The sect leader is still alive."

Unlike the two's surprised and worried reactions, Gu Qiting was more concerned. He reached into his robe, took out a yellowish-brown talisman, and tore it into pieces to prevent future trouble.

"What grudge does Granny Liu have against the Sanyi Sect that she is still unwilling to let go even after it has come to this extent?"

During their conversation in the dream, Gu Qiting dared not disobey Granny Liu's request and could only nod repeatedly, trying to get away.

As a sorcerer, his skill in seeking advantage and avoiding harm was already unparalleled. He had suffered losses at the hands of the Trinity Sect time and again. Even a stupid dog should have learned its lesson by now. If he continued to play like this, his head would not be on his neck for long.

"Xiao Gu... why did you tear up Granny Liu's 'dream paper'?!"

Gao Gen and Yin Chengfeng were puzzled. They had received the same message in their dreams and were entrusted by Granny Liu to go north to find the stronghold of the 'Deep Sea'.

In response, Gu Qiting rubbed his temples and said with a troubled expression, "I say... brothers, can't you see the situation clearly?"

"Our people have failed against those assassin gangs. If this foreigner goes looking for trouble again, he'll just die anyway."

"Now that the sect leader is safe and sound, we should just continue to hide. Why should we get involved in the feud between Granny Liu and the Sanyi Sect?"

"Besides, with our abilities, we are insignificant to the overall situation. If we die, we die, just like cannon fodder."

In Gu Jiting's view, Granny Liu's orders were nothing short of a trap. This old wicked woman was hiding in the southern border, and making them show their faces in public would risk their lives, which was not worth it.

Gao Gen pursed his lips, and his only remaining eye revealed a panicked urge to speak.

He hesitated for a long time, and could only sigh silently.

"Even if we can hide from the Trinity for a year or two, can we hide forever?"

Yin Chengfeng slowly got out of bed, walked to the wooden table, and, by the faint flame, ladled out a bowl of water to quench his thirst.

"I can't think of any absurd reason why the Sanyi Sect would give up the pursuit of the remnants of the Quanxing Sect after the trouble caused by Jin Feng."

"Xiao Gu, you're alright, but Gao and I are infamous. Even if we're reduced to ashes, if someone recognizes us, they'll still piss on us to humiliate us..."

The firelight illuminated Yin Chengfeng's haggard face as he said helplessly, "We have no way out... As for fleeing overseas, that's even more outrageous. We don't know any foreign languages; how will we survive in a foreign land?"

"We're going to die anyway, it's just a matter of time. Rather than waiting to die, we might as well take a gamble."

Gu Jiting could think of it, and Yin Chengfeng, a seasoned veteran, naturally understood as well.

However, his subconscious mind deliberately avoided it, not wanting to delve too deeply into the issue and get caught in the dilemma of weighing the pros and cons, and chose a straightforward path.

Caught between the two, Gao Gen was in a dilemma, unable to make a decision.

"Brother Gao, would you like to travel north with me?"

“I can’t handle those foreign devils by myself. If something goes wrong, at least you can help or send a message.”

Faced with Yin Chengfeng's request, Gao Gen couldn't refuse. At this moment, he was in a state of turmoil, and every time he thought of the two children who had been kidnapped, he was filled with lingering fear.

"Brother Gao, seeing how conflicted you are, just go if you want to. It's good to have an extra layer of insurance."

Gu Qiting was unwilling to get involved in the crisis, but he respected Gao Gen's choice. After all, everyone has their own destiny, and he couldn't forcefully interfere.

"Sigh... I'll think about it some more."

Gao Gen hesitated repeatedly, unable to make a decision.

"Hey, what are you thinking about? Just consider it as escorting me."

Yin Chengfeng laughed loudly, "You have the guts to kidnap a disciple of Sanyi, but now you have to be so hesitant to deliver a letter? There's no need for that."

.........

Southern Xinjiang.

In a dark and somber wooden hut deep in the mountains, Wugensheng, who had been awake for several days, leaned against the wall, his pupils dull and numb, and he appeared extremely exhausted.

"Sect Leader, drink your medicine. There's only one sip left."

Wugensheng ignored Li Muxuan's words. He stretched out his withered right hand with difficulty and pressed it against the mud wall to perform a divine ritual.

In an instant, the invisible energy field that permeated the entire wooden house was quietly disintegrated.

After doing all this, Wugensheng was even weaker. He almost fainted again. He pulled Li Muxuan closer and whispered in his ear in a trembling voice:

"Ying...where is Ying'er?"

"I... asked you to... find out her...whereabouts..."

"Have you seen... them?"

For three whole days, Wugensheng had not seen his daughter since he woke up.

He was too weak to walk, and it was only by relying on the Qi and physical strength he had accumulated over three days that he was able to barely use his divine power to dispel the Qi field that was monitoring the two of them. However, the panic in his heart was uncontrollable.

This was the first time Li Muxuan had ever seen a sect leader so composed and flustered. He too was puzzled and slowly said:

"No... I searched the entire tribe, but apart from the priests' and elders' residences which I couldn't enter, there was no trace of Aying in any of the other corners."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wugensheng trembled violently, covered his face with his hands, and struggled with anxiety.

"Master..."

Li Muxuan realized something was wrong and hurriedly asked, "Has something happened to Aying?!"

"..."

Wugensheng recalled all the agreements he had made with the tribe, his mind a jumbled mess. This timing was wrong, completely wrong.

"Sect Leader? Sect Leader? What happened?!"

Li Muxuan exclaimed in surprise, sensing an ominous premonition.

Wu Gensheng's dim eyes were filled with complex and confused expressions. He stared at Li Muxuan for a long time, and after much deliberation, he slowly revealed the truth.

"Ying'er's mother is from this tribe..."

"Throughout history, those with the best talent and bloodline in their generation, regardless of gender, have been used as vessels."

"A container?" Li Muxuan had never heard of such an absurd thing.

"Yes... Ying'er's mother was one of the vessels that protected the ancient existence of the tribe."

Wugensheng felt utterly powerless; his worst fears had come true.

Before he could find a solution to save his daughter's life, the creatures underground came back to life.

This is the only possibility; otherwise, they wouldn't have kidnapped Feng Ying and prevented the father and daughter from seeing each other.

Wugensheng is currently in a terrible state, and he can only rely on Li Muxuan, so he tells him all this.

"Does this mean... the container will die regardless of success or failure?!"

When Li Muxuan asked this crucial question, his expression shifted between anger and uncertainty as he thought about the fate that awaited the girl he had known for over a month.

"right....."

Wugensheng answered mechanically, as if all his strength had been drained. His hair was disheveled, and he looked desolate and wretched, his heart filled with endless sorrow.

Years ago, his wife also died because of this, and he was unable to stop it.

Now, even his only bloodline is about to repeat the same mistakes. Wugensheng is utterly despondent, his body trembling slightly, and turbid tears welling up in his eyes.

At this moment, he was like a lost soul, with no one to rely on.

Seeing this, Li Muxuan's anger surged, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and he gritted his teeth, saying:

"No, Sect Leader, we have to rescue her! We have to get out of here!"

"Cheer up, it'll be alright."

Recalling what he had seen and heard over the past few days, Li Muxuan speculated:

"Perhaps the ceremony hasn't started yet. Apart from Granny Liu, I saw all the other priests and elders."

"Is that so..."

Wugensheng was still anxious. He tried to calm down, slow his breathing, and find a solution.

“I know...where the altar for the ritual is, but with you and me as a burden, it would be futile even if we broke in.”

"We have to take a shortcut... a shortcut..."

Wugensheng closed his eyes and chanted, and the restlessness in his heart gradually dissipated; he entered a meditative state.

Chapter 157 Powerless

The underground cave was both cold and bright, with clusters of torches hanging high on the steep stone walls.

A magnificent altar stands before a deep, dark cave, engraved with various ancient totems, including the sun and moon shining, people praying, and complex ancient patterns resembling flowers.

At this moment, Granny Liu, like a devout believer, knelt on the ground, communicating with the beings that sheltered the tribe in the dark cave through her thoughts.

Not far away, on a wooden platform, Feng Ying looked downcast and quietly watched all of this.