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

"Boom!"

A sword light shot into the sky, its power overwhelming heaven and earth, crashing into the boundless sea of ​​clouds. The explosion reverberated in all directions, and a terrifying gale tore a hundred-foot-long crack, from which the golden afterglow of the setting sun cascaded down.

Witnessing this miraculous scene, You Sha's brain went blank, and her pupils contracted sharply. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she couldn't believe that anyone in the world could do something like this.

The mountaintop is hundreds of meters above the bottom of the dark clouds, yet it was still cleaved with a jagged, abyss-like chasm.

Without the support of swordsmanship that has reached the pinnacle of perfection.

All that exists is immeasurable force and relatively basic methods of gathering Qi;

A single sword strike could shatter a hundred-foot-high sea of ​​clouds. In any previous era, there would be no need to elaborate; anyone who witnessed such a sight would be worthy of being called a god.

You Sha was unable to calm her astonishment for a long time. In her eyes, Jiang Mo was just a monster in human skin... or more accurately, a huge energy body with a consciousness similar to that of a human.

"Does this sword have a name?"

Jiang Mo gazed at the sky and earth, and what entered his pupils was a magnificent sunset covered with fiery clouds.

"No, Master, why don't you name it?"

You Sha smiled calmly. She was only responsible for refining the weapon and did not spend any extra time on naming it.

"Never mind, being nameless is fine too."

Unable to think of a suitable name, Jiang Mo unfolded the Heavenly Kingdom and placed the sword inside.

Afterwards, the two descended the mountain, but before they even reached the sect, a disciple rushed over to report to them.

"Master Uncle, something has happened."

"Someone just brought a letter and committed suicide outside the door."

"After reading it, Uncle-Master Si Chong was furious and ordered me to come to you immediately. He also summoned all the disciples to the Qingxin Hall to discuss important matters."

"?"

Jiang Moxin was puzzled. He had only been in seclusion for a few days, so what exactly had happened down the mountain to cause such a commotion?

"Let's go, Liqing, let's go back."

"Uh...Master, wait a minute."

Seeing that they were about to leave, You Sha called out, pointing to herself:

"Um, do I need to go over there... or if it's inconvenient, should I go back to the Scripture Pavilion?"

"Together."

"Go and inform Will while you're at it."

Jiang Mo didn't stop walking. He wanted to see who was causing trouble and daring to disrupt his rare peace and quiet.

Chapter 162 Mere Chaos

When they arrived at Qingxin Hall, all the disciples were there. Si Chong and Cheng Zhen looked frosty, and the contents of the letter had made them furious.

Jiang Mo walked to the main seat in the hall and took his seat.

The two protectors, Weir and You Sha, also arrived. They stood on the left and right sides of the pillars in the hall, arranged behind the disciples.

"Junior brother, the letter is here. Please take a look."

Taking the letter from Si Chong, Jiang Mo opened it while reassuring him:

"Senior brother, there is no need to get angry. We will deal with whatever comes our way, and go with the flow."

"Sigh... That's true, but I'm old and I understand the logic, but I just can't swallow this."

He seemed so angry that his beard stood on end, and he drank several cups of tea to suppress the irritation in his chest.

"It's alright, I'm here. Whoever upsets you, I'll deal with them."

Jiang Mo remained calm and composed, his gaze fixed on the letter, reading the few lines of crooked handwriting.

"We urge the Sanyi Sect to come to the Southern Frontier for a discussion as soon as possible."

“Our clan has captured over a hundred hostages from surrounding towns; if you do not arrive within a day, ten people will be beheaded.”

"Do not keep our people waiting."

"Oh! By the way, Wugensheng and Li Muxuan are still alive and well, right here in my clan. Wouldn't you all like to come and see them?"

Looking at the signature, Jiang Mo recognized it all too well. It was the same name that had been used by him when he returned to the sect, the one that seemed to be the source of the grudge between him and the evil cultivators in the Southern Frontier.

"They all saw it?"

Jiang Mo turned his head to look at Si Chong, preparing to pass the letter to the disciples for them to see, as they, as members of the sect, also had the right to know.

"No."

Si Chong shook his head, his tone softening slightly, and said, "Junior brother, you are the sect leader, so you should make the arrangements. We will follow your orders."

Of the disciples present, only he and Chengzhen saw it. As participants in the campaign to eliminate evil cultivators back then, they had a deep impression of 'Luo Wuyuan', who possessed the two extraordinary arts of poison and Gu.

"Then let them be passed around in turn."

Jiang Mo gently handed over the letter, and Lu Jin, who was standing nearby, accepted it with both hands, showing great respect and not daring to be negligent.

After he finished reading it, it was gradually passed on to all the disciples. The atmosphere in Qingxin Hall became tense and oppressive. The disciples all looked grim. The other party was clearly trying to blackmail them and drag ordinary people into it. They would stop at nothing to achieve their goal.

Apart from Lu Jin, Zhuge Yu, and three other disciples who joined the sect later, all the other disciples had experienced the disaster that year. The scene of hundreds and thousands of refugees kneeling in front of the mountain gate seeking help was still vivid in their memories.

What baffled them even more was that Wugensheng and Li Muxuan had gone to the Southern Frontier and colluded with this clan.

"Uncle-Master, are you going to the Southern Frontier in person?"

"No, they must have already laid a trap there to ambush us."

"We can't hold this up on our own. Perhaps we can seek help from our allies. Disciples from sects like Longhu, Shangqing, and Wudang have all died at their hands. Now that disaster has struck again, they will not stand idly by."

"But it's too late... not to mention that once the power of supernatural beings in the Central Plains is depleted, the Japanese devils will take advantage of the situation..."

Hearing the disciples' chaotic murmurs, Jiang Mo slightly raised his hand, signaling for silence. Within seconds, the disciples remained silent, awaiting his command.

"I can quell this mere disorder on my own; why should I need to rely on others?"

"After so many years of grudges, since they dare to reappear, they must have something to rely on. This time, I will completely erase their entire clan from this world."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chengzhen volunteered first: "Uncle-Master, I am willing to go with you. Please grant me permission."

“Uncle-Master, I am also willing to follow you,” Lu Jin said firmly.

"Junior brother, I am willing to follow."

Immediately afterwards, the younger generation of disciples present volunteered one after another. They were not afraid of any dangers. This was a blood feud between the sects, and there was no room for easing. If they backed down today, it would only escalate in the future.

However, Jiang Mo refused them.

“This trip is a war of annihilation, a blood feud. Even if it is to eliminate demons and protect the righteous path, I do not want you to be tainted by the karma of this place.”

"Uncle-Master, you mustn't!!! The Southern Frontier is remote, and those poison cultivators are very powerful. Even when Master went there, he returned injured."

"You're going alone; what if something happens to you...?"

Changqing looked reluctant and didn't continue speaking before being interrupted by Jiang Mo.

"They can't hurt me yet. You can stay in the sect and cultivate. This is my order as the sect leader."

"If you truly care about me and help me solve my problems, all you need to do is cultivate diligently and not slack off. Reaching the third level of reversal as soon as possible will be my greatest comfort."

Jiang Mo's mind was made up. He remained unmoved by the pleas of his disciples. He then turned to Si Chong and instructed him:

"Senior brother, I'll be setting off soon. I'll leave the sect in your care."

"Junior brother, be careful..."

Si Chong repeatedly reminded them not to be careless and to be extremely cautious, as the power of those Gu cultivators was often invisible and terrifying, making them extremely difficult to detect.

"Yes, don't worry."

Jiang Mo remained calm and composed, instructing his disciples to await his triumphant return.

"In just a few days, I will wipe out all the remaining evil, so that they will never have the chance to rise again."

"Sigh... You've had a hard time."

For some reason, Chong's old eyesight was failing, but he saw a familiar figure in Jiang Mo, the two vaguely overlapping. Overwhelmed with emotion, he said, almost pleadingly:

"Junior brother, remember to take care. If you encounter danger, prioritize your life and evacuate first."

"Ah."

After saying this, the meeting adjourned. Jiang Mo bid farewell to his disciples and headed to the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository. Two protectors followed him, and Chengzhen and Lu Jin arrived one after another.

Because of a previous agreement with Chengzhen, he did not want to have any regrets when the evil cultivators caused trouble, and was determined to take action to wipe out the evil spirits. Therefore, Jiang Mo tacitly agreed to follow him.

As for Lu Jin.....

It must be admitted that Jiang Mo ultimately favored this disciple who resembled his senior brother in both appearance and spirit, and sent him to the Southern Frontier.

"Gauze?"

"I am here, Master. Please give your orders."

Jiang Mo pointed to the Qi diagram floating above the table and explained the method of observation to her, requesting:

"Put aside what you're doing for now. While I'm away from the sect, you must remain here and intercept anything unusual you discover."

"Alright, please rest assured, Master." You Sha nodded in acceptance.

"You can do whatever you want with what I promised you when I get back."

Jiang Mo kept his promise and took out a piece of dark red soil, handing it to You Sha.

"Oh! My honor, thank you so much, my headmaster."

Jiang Mo paid little attention to her compliments and then instructed Will, "You, come with me."

"Open the gun to its limit, leave no survivors."

"clear."

Will had no objections and then gave two vials of medicine, indicating that Chengzhen and Lu Jin should inject them in advance to avoid being accidentally injured during the battle.

"It's almost time. Let's ask our friends in southern Xinjiang about the situation."

Jiang Mo's voice seemed to possess magic. A plump, white Wind-Following Gu slowly crawled out of his arms, wrapped around his right index finger, and emitted a faint glow, connecting with another Gu worm thousands of miles away.

Chapter 163 The Monster at the Top

The Cave of a Thousand Bones.

Not long after nightfall, Gu Qingying, who had just emerged from seclusion, was reminded by her clansmen to go to the bamboo house where several elders often drank tea and played chess. She was playing with a panda cub while listening to her grandfather's ramblings.

"Ying'er, have you made any breakthroughs in your cultivation technique? Have you improved at all?"

"Hmm, we've reached the fourth floor."

Gu Qingying rubbed the panda's head, having a great time.

"In terms of talent, you are slightly better than your brother, but you are not as good as him in cultivation. Alas, you are a bit lazy... I can't do anything about you."

The gray-haired old man with the missing arm looked disappointed in the child, but he dared not be harsh with him. He had always doted on the child and would only say a few words at most.

"Hey, please don't say that."

Gu Qingying was feeding a small panda cub, which was munching on food, with a tender bamboo stick in her left hand. Realizing that her grandfather was about to start nagging again, she quickly changed the subject.

"Where's my brother? Hasn't he come back yet?"

"I heard from A-Ye that you were looking for me. What was it about?"

The one-armed, gray-haired old man roughly recounted the information Gu Xuanchuan had gathered to his granddaughter, and then said:

"Little girl, didn't you leave behind the Wind-Following Gu at the Sanyi Sect before?"

"There's no time like the present. Now that you've emerged from seclusion, contact Sect Leader Jiang and tell him everything about the demon and Luo Wuyuan. Let's discuss countermeasures together."

"Oh, I understand, please wait a moment."

Gu Qingying readily agreed, and a white Wind-Following Gu lazily crawled out of her bosom. Before she could even begin to circulate her Qi and perform any incantations, it already emitted a faint glow.

"Huh? What a coincidence?!"