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

Seeing his disciples' enthusiasm, the atmosphere became somewhat chaotic, but Jiang Mo neither refused nor found it noisy. His smile was as warm as the morning sun as he said:

"Okay, thank you then."

Changqing and Shuiyun went downstairs to cook porridge, chatting happily as they walked.

Lu Jin and Zhuge Yu went to their senior brother's dormitory, found the tea leaves, and hurriedly returned to the fourth floor. They sat on either side of Jiang Mo. After more than a year apart, they had so much to say.

Chengzhen took a bronze stove and placed a teapot filled with cool water on it. A cluster of flames peeled off his fingertips but did not go out. It burned fiercely in the stove and soon the water in the pot boiled.

"Uncle-Master, a lot has happened while you were away. Shall I tell you about it?"

"Well, you said."

As Jiang Mo responded, his gaze fell on a bone tower he was stroking in his hand. It was the small magical artifact that Zhuge Yu had just shown him, and it was quite exquisitely crafted.

"In the past year or so, Quanxing has risen from the ashes. The current sect leader is Gu Qi'an, a disciple of a Quanxing elder whom you once killed."

"About two months ago, Wugensheng showed his whereabouts and was targeted by the disciples of Quanxing. They fought a battle, after which the demon withdrew from Quanxing."

"Last month, news came that the Demon Lord had formed sworn brotherhoods with disciples from various prestigious sects, totaling thirty-six people..."

Chengzhen recounted all his experiences after leaving the pass and his participation in the talks to Jiang Mo.

"Besides the twenty-five people who were executed, there are still nine people who escaped from Wudang and Tangmen, and they may be with the demon."

"The information provided by Wanxiang Hall will be available in two days. I believe that if we encounter the other eight people assisting the demon and hindering our encirclement and annihilation when we go down the mountain, we should kill them. I wonder if there are any oversights in my decision. Please correct me, Uncle."

Jiang Mo's gaze remained fixed on the bone pagoda as he casually remarked:

"There are no oversights. There is no need to ask me for instructions. If you encounter any of them, just kill them as you please. I will cover for you. No sect will dare to ask you for an explanation."

"Disciple understands." Chengzhen nodded.

"Gurgle!!!"

The teapot was heated until it was scalding red. Chengzhen held the handle and brewed tea leaves, and a faint, fresh and delicate fragrance spread.

Lu Jin frowned slightly. Without hesitation, he boldly spoke:

"Uncle-Master... if we encounter Zheng Zibu, could you hand him over to me to deal with?"

Jiang Mo did not agree immediately, but instead asked, "You don't want to hurt him?"

"I feel half relieved and half resentful that he swore brotherhood with the demon. I am relieved because life is unpredictable and I think my friendship with him has come to an end. As for the resentment... to be honest, I cannot remain indifferent if I have to watch you and my fellow disciples kill him."

Jiang Mo was pleased with his honesty and couldn't help but ask, "Tell me, what will you do with him?"

"First try to persuade him; if he's unwilling to realize his mistake and turn back..."

"There's no need for you to trouble your senior brother and uncle. As a close friend, let me see him off."

Lu Jin knew that this was a blood feud between sects, and there was no possibility of resolving it. Moreover, with his senior uncle coming out of seclusion, the only thing he could do was to help Zheng Zibu as much as possible. Regardless of the outcome, the friendship between them had been completely exhausted.

His words were firm, as if he were making a promise, and his determination to defend the sect's dignity was not shaken by past friendships.

The demon must be killed.

Those who collude with him will also be killed.

Jiang Mo glanced at Lu Jin and smiled faintly: "Fine, do as you please."

"Disciple thanks Uncle-Master."

Soon, the tea cooled down, and Chengzhen offered the tea to Jiang Mo.

Late at night, the lights in the attic remained on, and the frosty moonlight streamed in through the window. The laughter and conversation of the group continued until dawn.

Chapter 202 Locating the Mole

The 14th day of the seventh lunar month.

Having parted ways with his sworn brothers, Feng Tianyang neither continued to hide nor secretly returned to Liangshan. Instead, he set his sights on the Wang family and appeared in the town where they lived.

After several days of deliberation and gathering intelligence along the way, Feng Tianyang realized that apart from the Gao and Lu families who remained uninvolved, the Wang and Lü families had joined forces with various forces in the martial arts world to use the sworn brotherhood of the thirty-six people to suppress all the sects involved.

The hunt continues; it's not over yet...

Feng Tianyang didn't think that he and his brothers could hide peacefully forever, or that they would eventually be discovered.

Moreover... ever since the incident involving the mole, he has been traumatized. Of the nine people who sought enlightenment in the deep mountains, aside from his fourth brother who was seeking death, Feng Tianyang could not trust any of the rest.

Who knows, the Eight Extraordinary Techniques might be leaked in a while. Thinking of this, Feng Tianyang couldn't help but feel disappointed. He didn't have enough ability to deal with the suppression from the righteous path, nor could he guard against being stabbed in the back by an internal traitor.

Furthermore, while comprehending the 'Spirit Binding and Commanding' technique, he also realized a fact: with his aptitude, he probably would never be able to fully master this ultimate skill in his lifetime.

Especially as the number of trapped spirits increases dramatically, the possibility of things getting out of control becomes greater.

Not to mention him, perhaps even his descendants won't have this blessing. In this life... we should be content. Every cloud has a silver lining.

In the end, Feng Tianyang decided to be the first to surrender to the Wang family, offering his unique skills as a generous gift, so that he could live out his life in peace and without worry.

The lives of his other brothers were not important to him. From beginning to end, his selfishness and generosity were not contradictory. He only recognized one sworn brother, his fourth brother Feng Yao.

Therefore, all he wanted to do was survive, avoid disaster, keep his promise to his fourth brother, and find and kill the traitor.

The Wang family is the best stepping stone for him to achieve these two things. With the power of their family, it shouldn't be difficult for them to protect him or leak some information.

This is a risky move.

Feng Tian was aware that the Wang family was greedy enough. In order to avoid any accidents, he made a backup plan before leaving. He wrote a letter and secretly sent the miracles he and eight others had comprehended to a certain stronghold of Quanxing.

Eight methods comparable to those of gods and spirits are enough to stir up chaos in the martial arts world once again. No matter who among the other seven is a traitor, they will not be able to escape this calamity for the rest of their lives.

In the afternoon, Feng Tianyang deliberately revealed his whereabouts. After the Wang family's informant in the city discovered him, he summoned a large number of helpers and surrounded him.

"Hey! You scoundrel, you've finally shown yourself! Men, get him! Cripple him!!!"

"Heroes, please, please don't attack, I will not resist."

Feng Tianyang feigned panic, his face turning deathly pale, and said tremblingly, "Please take me to see your patriarch. I am willing to provide information on the whereabouts of the other thieves."

"Hmph! You know what's going on."

"Pah! You spineless coward, wasting everyone's time."

"Take him away."

Faced with humiliating words, Feng Tianyang felt almost nothing. In his view, achieving the goal was the most important thing, and the so-called process was none of their business.

"Bang Bang Bang!!!"

The Wang family guards were not at ease, so they ordered a few skilled men to swing sticks and beat Feng Tianyang until he begged for mercy, his limbs almost broken.

"Wow!"

Feng Tianyang, his face bruised and swollen, suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes. Someone roughly put a hood over his head and dragged him along.

In less than half an hour, a disheveled figure was thrown into the hall of the Wang family. The head of the Wang family and several elders appeared there.

"Is it him?"

"Yes, Uncle, he wants to see you and is willing to reveal the whereabouts of the other thieves."

The man in charge of the arrest was a burly man and Wang Ai's cousin. He ripped off Feng Tianyang's hood, allowing the family head and his uncles to interrogate him.

Before the Wang family patriarch could speak, Feng Tianyang, whose head was covered in blood, had already knelt down and begged for mercy, crying without any dignity.

"Boss Wang, please spare my life, I beg you... have mercy, I'm willing to confess everything."

"Ok?"

A hint of disdain flashed in the eyes of the Wang family patriarch. He wouldn't normally give a second glance to such a spineless dog.

If he hadn't seen something profitable in this person, he wouldn't have bothered to bother with him.

"Feng Tianyang, is that right?"

"You have sworn brotherhood with the devil, which is a capital offense. But out of pity for you and your willingness to repent, my Wang family can grant you a dignified death. Now quickly confess the whereabouts of the other thieves!"

"Mr. Wang... no, I want to live, please, please help me."

Feng Tianyang was so frightened that he kept kowtowing.

"Enough! You don't deserve to live."

"Even if you don't want to talk, I have plenty of ways to make you talk."

The head of the Wang family coldly reprimanded Feng Tianyang, ignoring his kneeling pleas. The corpses of the thirty-six thieves were the pledge of their loyalty to the Sanyi Sect, and they could not be easily let go.

If the whereabouts of the remaining thieves could be found, he felt that the young children in the clan would have a great chance to join the Sanyi Sect, and their future would be limitless.

"Mr. Wang... please let me live..."

"I wish to repay you..."

"I'm giving you... an absolutely tempting offer..."

Feng Tianyang cautiously probed, his mind tense, not daring to be careless at all, for one wrong step would surely lead to certain death.

"Hmph! Bargaining chips? You, a down-on-your-luck refugee, do you have any bargaining chips that would tempt me?"

The Wang family patriarch's sarcasm intensified, and he waved his hand to dissuade him from the idea:

"You don't mean to follow the example of that traitor in the secret painting and pass on your family's methods to us, do you?"

"There's no need for that. Those old fogies from your Liangshan shamans are still alive. My Wang family doesn't want to cause trouble for them, nor do we care."

"No...no...Boss Wang...I assure you...it's even more ruthless than the shamans' methods. If you nod, I'm willing to confess everything to you, just to save my life. Please understand, Boss Wang."

Feng Tianyang's mournful cries grew increasingly impatient with the Wang family patriarch. He despised a grown man so fussy and lacking in dignity.

"Fine... then tell me. If it's worth something, my Wang family might be able to spare your worthless life."

"This... could you ask the bystanders to step aside for a moment? This matter is of great importance, and I am only willing to confide in you."

Before Feng Tianyang could finish speaking, a burly man beside him advised, "Uncle, don't trust him. This thief is trying to get rid of us; he probably has ulterior motives towards you."

"Hmph! This spineless coward has no ability. With us here, he can't cause any trouble," an elder of the Wang family declared.

"Go down first."

The head of the Wang family vaguely sensed something strange, but couldn't quite put his finger on it. So he decided to have his clansmen retreat for the time being, wanting to see what tricks Feng Tianyang was up to.

As soon as he spoke, the clan disciples, thugs, and guards present all went out.

In the vast hall, only Feng Tianyang, the head of the Wang family, and the three elders remained.

"Speak, what are your bargaining chips? If it's just child's play, I'll make you wish you were dead," an old man urged menacingly.

"Senior...this junior dares not!"

Feng Tianyang felt like he was walking on thin ice, fearing that these old beasts would be unethical and drag him away to torture him with a single word, so he quickly said:

"After colluding with the demon, with his help... I have comprehended a unique skill that is no weaker than that of a god. I am willing to hand it over to the elders of the Wang family in order to save my life."

The fearful words caused the four members of the Wang family to change their expressions slightly.

They naturally coveted the legendary 'Divine Spirit' that was said to have broken all laws, and a skill on par with it would surely be no weaker.

"If that's the case, then speak."

The Wang family patriarch's eyes were icy cold. He already knew what this beast's intentions were. He might as well live, but he truly despised such a clumsy trick.

"Summoning spirits and dispatching generals..."

"It can control all the spirits in the world, enslave them, plunder their abilities, and even strengthen itself by devouring spirits, without any limit on the number."

Feng Tianyang readily recounted the extraordinary technique he had mastered, and seeing the greedy and tempted expressions on the faces of the four members of the Wang family, he added:

"Not only me... the other thieves also each mastered seven unique skills."

An old man with a pipe in his mouth exclaimed in surprise, "What?! How could this happen? What have you thieves done?"

"Senior...I...I can't say it. The demon has planted a spell on me. If I tell, I will die."

Feng Tianyang crawled forward on his knees, his hand trembling as he reached out to grasp the feet of the Wang family patriarch, pleading humbly:

"Boss Wang...please give me a way out, I beg you. I swear I will hand over the Spirit-Binding General to you intact. As long as you can protect me, I solemnly swear that when I pass it on to my descendants, I will always keep something in reserve so that your Wang family will always be superior to my Feng family, as a way of repaying your kindness."

"You get up first."

The head of the Wang family could no longer sit still. Seeing an immense opportunity right before his eyes, he hurriedly asked:

"What abilities did the other seven people comprehend? Where are they now?"

Feng Tianyang stammered: