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

"Uncle-Master..."

"Should the demon's body be destroyed, or buried on the spot?"

Witnessing Jiang Mo's slaying of the demon, all the disciples present breathed a sigh of relief. Cheng Zhen, however, was concerned that the demon might have other tricks up his sleeve, so he asked a question.

"I'll see him off."

A wisp of white flame descended from Jiang Mo's fingertips, engulfing Wu Gensheng's corpse, its flesh and blood withering into dust in an instant.

In less than a breath, the corpse turned into gray dust, scattered across the cold starry sky, and was thus erased from existence.

"Return."

........

night.

Since the news of the demon's death was brought back during the day, all the disciples and elders in the sect have been excited.

However, the exhilarating feeling of revenge came quickly and went even faster, leaving behind a bitter aftertaste.

Wugensheng is indeed dead.

However, it is unknown how much longer it will take for the Sanyi Sect to restore its former lively atmosphere. Looking around, the empty pavilions are sparsely populated with few disciples and only a few lights.

On the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository, Jiang Mo sat on a futon, holding a wolf-hair brush, and slowly wrote down the cultivation secrets of his Transformation into the Heavenly Demon Mantra and the Eight Extraordinary Techniques.

Lu Jin ground ink for his uncle, while Chengzhen organized the brand-new scriptures.

Zhuge Yu, who had just brewed the tea, curiously leaned over and asked, "Uncle-Master, may I take a look at these Eight Extraordinary Techniques?"

"Look."

Jiang Mo wrote with flowing strokes, multitasking while not forgetting to give instructions:

"The Divine Strategist's Hundred Refinements and the Feng Hou Qi Men Technique will be of great use to you."

"If you expend too much energy, you won't have time to improve your cultivation of reversal. Just take it easy."

Each of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques possesses considerable power in its respective field, and even has unexpected effects on Jiang Mo. However, each technique carries certain hidden dangers, and the further one progresses in its cultivation, the easier it is to suffer from qi deviation.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Zhuge Yu was overjoyed and immediately asked his senior brother to let him see the two extraordinary skills that had been written.

"Here."

Chengzhen handed it over casually, smiling gently, also hoping that his junior brother Zhuge could make faster progress.

"Thank you for your help, Senior Brother."

Zhuge Yu began to peruse the book, completely absorbed. The more he read, the more astonished he became, almost to the point of overturning his understanding. It was even more powerful than the family heirloom of the Marquis of Wu.

"Uncle-Master, do you think these extraordinary skills were created by those eight people, or were they originally within the jade disc?"

Jiang Mo's brush continued to flow without pause, and the vigorous and powerful characters quickly filled a page.

Without hesitation, he answered his nephew's question:

"These are all ancient cultivation methods. Whether the Ziyang Mountain Man from the Northern Song Dynasty, which is nearly a thousand years ago, collected them and melted them into a jade disc for later generations to study, or whether the jade disc was a personification of the strange man's obsession with cultivation, I cannot say for sure."

"But those eight people are far from being qualified to establish their own schools of thought. They only obtained the skills by trickery and then fulfilled their agreement with Wugensheng, which led to these eight extraordinary skills falling into my hands."

"Throughout history, countless unique skills have been lost. A thousand years is too long; even dynasties can decline and perish, let alone a sect or school?"

The group chatted idly, and time passed quickly. Jiang Mo had written down the cultivation methods of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques in their entirety on the scroll.

"Jin'er, is there anything you're interested in? Feel free to choose what you're capable of learning."

Faced with his uncle's generosity, Lu Jin was at a loss and quickly waved his hand to politely decline:

“Uncle-Master, this… going too far is as bad as going too far. I take you as my role model in cultivation and only want to specialize in reversing life and true methods. I don’t need the assistance of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques.”

Ever since witnessing Jiang Mo's ethereal beauty, Lu Jin has become exceptionally steadfast in his belief in the sect's cultivation techniques. He firmly believes that if he were to reach the third level of cultivation in the future, he would be far more powerful than those who practice these extraordinary skills.

"Oh?" Jiang Mo couldn't help but tease, "Are you just shy?"

"Alright, from now on they will remain suspended on this fourth floor. I will seal them myself. Anyone who wants to cultivate can simply come and ask me."

Jiang Mo didn't press the matter further; he respected his disciples' wishes.

"Yes, everything is as you wish."

Lu Jin nodded slightly. He wasn't being coy; he genuinely wasn't very interested in the Eight Extraordinary Techniques.

Just then, Chengzhen smiled knowingly, leaned close to Jiang Mo's ear, and whispered about the interesting things that happened at Lu Jin's birthday banquet, as well as the stories of his junior brother and his friends' sparring over the past year.

Upon learning the full story, Jiang Mo's lips immediately curled into a smile.

Seeing his uncle and senior brother laughing, Lu Jin had the illusion that his secrets had been exposed.

Just as he was about to ask what was going on, Jiang Mo handed him a scripture.

"Take it."

“Cultivate well, and next time you spar with that kid from Longhu Mountain, catch him off guard and slap him back.”

"what?"

Lu Jin was taken aback, her cheeks flushed slightly, and it wasn't hard to hear the unspoken meaning in her uncle's words.

He glanced at it subconsciously and saw four characters written in flowing, vigorous strokes on the scroll: "Qi Body Source Flow".

Chapter 206 Prelude to the Great Chaos

The 17th day of the seventh lunar month.

After the Wang family patriarch and Feng Tianyang reached a consensus, the interrogation meeting was held as scheduled.

On this day, the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, the Headmaster of Shangqing Sect, the Great Gu Master of Miao Tribe, Hu Tu of the Shuzi Sect, the Head of the Lü Family, and others all arrived.

Feng Tianyang knelt on both knees, feeling inexplicably nervous, and dared not look up to meet the eyes of those important figures.

Seeing that most of the guests had arrived, the head of the Wang family revised some of the facts and recounted them in detail:

"Gentlemen, this beast appeared in the city a few days ago. It was spotted by our Wang family's informants, who brought a group of skilled men to surround it. They even managed to seriously injure several members of our clan."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was met with slander, accusing Feng Tianyang of injuring the Wang family disciples. In reality, this was a righteous pretext for the Wang family to seize the right to detain and deal with Feng Tianyang.

The implication is that the Wang family has priority in executions over any other sect, reminding everyone not to overstep their bounds.

Immediately afterwards, the head of the Wang family looked around and said unhurriedly:

"Afterwards, I asked an elder in the clan to give this wretched child a taste of hardship. Before the torture was even over, he behaved himself."

"The eight thieves, including him, were at their wits' end when they followed the demon to comprehend something extraordinary, and each of them obtained a unique skill to establish their own sect."

Everyone listened intently, their expressions subtly shifting—sometimes disdain, sometimes curiosity, sometimes caution.

"stunt?"

Hu Tu frowned in displeasure and snorted coldly:

"Is this why they colluded? I'm curious what kind of extraordinary skill could make them so greedy that they would do such a thing as betraying their master and ancestors."

The head of the Wang family smiled calmly, looked at the kneeling, defeated dogs, and sternly reprimanded them:

"Feng Tianyang! Hearing what Master Hu said, why don't you confess immediately?"

"Yes...yes, I am terrified. I will tell you everything I know."

Feng Tianyang played along, feigning panic and hastily explaining:

"Eight extraordinary skills are different, but the demon is arrogant and boastful, claiming that these are all divine skills that can crush the unique skills of all schools."

"For example... the Double Hands can cure all diseases, bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded. As long as there is a breath left, there is no one who cannot be saved. The red hand heals the body, and the blue hand repairs the soul and changes memories. The one who comprehended this was Duanmu Ying."

"The Tongtian Talisman allows one to use talismans at will without setting up an altar. It covers an extremely wide range of fields, including almost all known talismans. It was comprehended by Zheng Zibu."

"The Qi Body Source Flow is similar to the methods of gods and spirits. Once activated, it will greatly increase one's life cultivation. According to the demon, it can break and imitate any method composed of Qi. When cultivated to its extreme, a Qi Infant will form in the body, and there may be a chance to achieve immortality. The one who comprehended this was Zhang Huaiyi."

"The Divine Craftsmanship, through its hundredfold refinement, far surpasses existing methods of crafting magical artifacts and mechanisms in efficiency. The one who comprehended this is Ma Benzai..."

"Summoning spirits and dispatching generals..."

"The Great Luo Cave Observation..."

"Feng Hou Qi Men..."

"The Six Treasuries Immortal Thief..."

As Feng Tianyang continued his eloquent narration, Hu Tu, who had initially been scoffing, suddenly fell silent, and even the expressions of the other important figures grew increasingly solemn.

The more Feng Tianyang spoke, the more he felt the pressure that made his scalp tingle. He suppressed his unease and told everything in one breath.

A huge wave surged in the heart of the Wang family patriarch, his greed becoming uncontrollable. The Dual Hands that could cure any disease, the Heavenly Talisman that could cast spells at will, and the Six Treasures Immortal Thief that could perfectly digest nutrients drawn from living things in nature and infinitely delay aging were all extraordinary skills he desperately wanted to obtain.

Compared to this, even the Spirit Binding and Commanding Generals, which are of equal status, are far less important to the Wang family.

The head of the Lü family was also greatly shocked, and he subconsciously glanced at his old friend beside him.

He finally understood why this old fox had insisted on calling him over. He hadn't expected that this was a piece of fat meat that the Wang family couldn't swallow whole, and that he needed to join forces with the Lü family and other factions to put pressure on him.

If the Wang family were to obtain all eight extraordinary skills, without absolute martial prowess, it would be a disaster, and they would be unable to protect them at all.

By releasing this news, the martial arts world would be in an uproar, and under the guise of righteousness, they would hunt down the remaining seven. In this way, while diverting firepower, they would also ensure that everyone involved would get a share, using the generous reward of the Eight Extraordinary Skills—a reward that was almost impossible to refuse—to silence the gossips of all the sects in the world.

Knowing the Wang family patriarch's plan, the Lü family patriarch's expression turned serious as he fell into deep thought. In his view, the Wang family had most likely also obtained the 'Spirit Binding and Commanding Generals' technique, and it would be difficult for him to get involved and obtain other extraordinary skills.

Zhang Tianshi and the Shangqing Sect Leader vaguely sensed the prelude to chaos in the martial arts world. The pursuit of the Thirty-Six Thieves was nearing its end, and they were about to bring peace. Unexpectedly, these remnants once again caused a bloodbath due to their extraordinary skills.

Next, I'm afraid many, many people will die...

"The source and flow of Qi?"

The Celestial Master felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart. At this moment, he was utterly disappointed in Zhang Huaiyi. Just one extraordinary skill was enough to make this boy abandon the entire Celestial Master's Mansion as a burden and run off to form a sworn brotherhood.

Is your so-called home just a lie?

That traitor... he deceives others and even himself; truly masterful.

"Feng Tianyang, how exactly did you acquire such extraordinary skills? And where are the other thieves?"

At this moment, a sect leader shouted a question.

"Senior...I'm under a spell placed by the demon, so I can't speak."

Feng Tianyang dared not reveal the secret. He could not withstand the torment brought by the Mountain and Sea Oath Gu that was entrenched in his soul. If he was not careful, he would probably die.

"A restriction? Hmph, we have plenty of skilled people here, breaking it won't be difficult."

"Gentlemen, is there anyone willing to give it a try?"

"I come."

Several experts from minor sects stepped forward to remove the restrictions on Feng Tianyang, only to find his body strangely empty and without any abnormalities. Unable to figure it out, their attempts ended in failure.

Everyone looked doubtful, some even disbelieving the existence of the restriction, convinced that Feng Tianyang was lying.

The head of the Wang family turned to the elderly woman from the Miao tribe for help, speaking respectfully:

"Master Gu, do you have a way to make this fiend utter the truth?"

"It may not work, but it's worth a try."

The old woman got up, prepared the love potion 'Sincerity', and was ready to extract the secret from Feng Tianyang.

"Senior, no!... The restriction can't be broken!!"

The wind chilled his back, and he repeatedly tried to stop it.

This was clearly a risky move. He didn't know if the old woman's methods would cause the Gu worms inside his body to riot, thus bringing fatal risks.

"Hold him down."

"Someone is coming."

Before the Grand Gu Master could finish speaking, Feng Tianyang was grabbed by the shoulders by two strange men and unable to move.

A deep purple Gu worm, covered in a carapace and with blood-red antennae on its head, crawled out from the palm of the Great Gu Master. It was smaller than a fingernail.

"Pfft!"

The old woman, holding a dagger, slashed open Feng Tianyang's forehead, exposing fresh, tender flesh. Gu worms swarmed towards it, biting and injecting Gu poison before leaving after a few breaths.

Immediately afterward, amidst everyone's eager anticipation, the Grand Gu Master chanted an incantation, triggering the Gu poison's effects. Feng Tianyang's head throbbed with pain, his body trembled, and he wailed: