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

"No....."

"Uncle... I can't hold on any longer..."

Zheng Zibu coughed up a mouthful of blood, his pupils began to dilate, and as he continuously activated the Tongtian Talisman, his weakened body was on the verge of collapse.

"Please tell...Young Master Lu...I'm sorry..."

Zheng Zibu recounted his recent experiences haltingly, his right hand conjuring a talisman as thin as a cicada's wing, leaving behind his last words:

"Uncle...this is my apology..."

"In the next life... let's still be brothers... I'll serve him like a slave... to repay his kindness..."

"My dear nephew!!!"

Lu Xuan cried out in alarm, realizing that Zheng Zibu was no longer breathing and had died.

Chapter 209 Hot Potato

When the doctors from the nearby pharmacy arrived with the guards, the body was cold and there was no pulse.

Out of consideration for their past relationship, Lu Xuan sighed and shook his head. Unable to bear seeing the young man's body left to rot in the street, he had a doctor treat Zheng Zibu's bleeding and festering wounds, giving him a dignified burial in a hastily purchased coffin, and chose a cemetery for him to rest in peace.

Unlike the Wang and Lü families who searched the world for the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, the 'Tongtian Lu' was hastily delivered to Lu Xuan just before the user's death.

The guards present vaguely realized that it might be the legendary Eight Extraordinary Skills, and they were all astonished.

Lu Xuan, however, looked grave and could not be happy at all. Fearing that disaster was about to befall him, he ordered all the guards to keep quiet and sent more people to reinforce the family. He then went to his study to discuss countermeasures with his uncle.

"Is this the extraordinary skill that people have been fighting so hard for?"

As Old Master Lu stroked the talisman, based on Lu Xuan's account, it wasn't hard to deduce the intentions of that young man surnamed Zheng.

It's like using someone, like giving them a gift, or perhaps a mixture of both emotions.

Regardless, Zheng Zibu's actions dragged the Lu family, who were initially uninvolved, into the mess.

Lu Jin is currently still cultivating at his sect and is unaware of this matter. After a moment's thought, Old Master Lu instructed Lu Xuan:

"This method of creating chaos is truly a hot potato. Immediately send someone to inform Jin'er that my Lu family has no need for it, nor is it necessary to attract the covetousness of those with treacherous ambitions, thereby harming the innocent. As for how to deal with it, let Jin'er decide..."

"Yes, Uncle."

"I'll leave the Tongtian Talisman with you for now. I'll go and inform a few senior elders to come over here for a chat and some tea, and to ensure your safety."

Lu Xuan went to make arrangements, writing letters and sending them by carrier pigeon while visiting several of Old Master Lu's reclusive friends in the city, asking them to come out of seclusion and help the Lu family get through the difficult days ahead.

........

Clear skies.

Inside the Sanyi Sect, Jiang Mo personally taught a layer of true cultivation techniques to the disciples who had broken through to the second level of Reverse Rebirth during his seclusion. Because these disciples' aptitude was slightly inferior to Chengzhen and Lu Jin, they had many questions about cultivation.

As the sect leader, Jiang Mo worked tirelessly for several days to patiently guide them in their initial stages, teaching them the details of understanding the Qi of metals, stones, plants, and trees, and helping them select suitable natural Qi for their cultivation.

He placed immense expectations on each and every disciple. With the blessing of reversing death and the true law, how far these disciples could go in the future depended entirely on their perseverance; talent was not the only determining factor.

Who can predict the future?

Spiritual practice is like climbing a mountain. As long as you are willing to endure hardship and strive upwards, even if your progress is slow, you will eventually have the chance to stand on the mountaintop and overlook the beautiful scenery of the world after years of tempering.

In addition, Jiang Mo personally sealed the Eight Extraordinary Techniques on the fourth floor of the Scripture Pavilion, with each scripture scroll blocked by a barrier forged from the Blazing Silver True Qi.

Those disciples who had weathered the most difficult period with the sect, along with the four senior disciples, were qualified to study freely. Whether it was one sect or eight sects, as long as they wanted to learn, Jiang Mo would personally bestow a Qi Seal upon them, allowing them to unseal the barrier.

To him, the thousands of methods in the world were nothing but fleeting smoke, far less important than these disciples.

In order for Zhuge Yu to better devote himself to studying Feng Hou Qi Men and Shen Ji Bai Lian, Jiang Mo opened the Heavenly Kingdom, allowing him to go in and cultivate for three to five years, polishing this rough gem.

Lu Jin devoted himself to cultivating the Qi Body Source Flow in the back mountain, and his strength increased slightly again. Chengzhen also accompanied his junior brother to spar, and the number of rounds they exchanged gradually increased from more than ten to dozens of rounds.

Even with abilities comparable to those of a god, Lu Jin still couldn't surpass his senior brother, not because he wasn't strong, but because Cheng Zhen had gone too far and was now one of the few top-tier masters in the entire martial arts world.

With the complete Reverse Life Second Stage, the Yin-Yang Wind and Thunder Five Elements Nine Qi bestowed upon him, along with the Frost Crystal cultivation left behind by the Teng Snake, his strength is second only to Jiang Mo within the sect.

This truly embodies what his teachers once said: "There will always be successors."

Lu Jin knew that his senior brother always held back when they sparred. One day, he suddenly had a whim and wanted to see his senior brother at his peak, so he challenged him to a match.

"Come on, Xiao Lu."

Chengzhen did not refuse, but treated him gently. As his voice fell, a terrifying hurricane rippled around him, and he simply stood still, which made Lu Jin feel as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

"Senior brother, please be careful."

Lu Jin used the Qi Source Flow in one hand and the Reverse Life Triple Technique in the other, going all out to fight against Cheng Zhen.

"boom!!!"

The resounding explosions that shook the mountains and forests continued incessantly, a replay of the battle between Jiang Mo and Wugensheng at Longhu Mountain.

The surging true qi of Chengzhen was like a raging sea. The speed at which the qi source flowed and dissipated was extremely fast, but it was better than nothing and was once suppressed and forced to retreat repeatedly.

"Boom!"

A momentary opening allowed Chengzhen's attack to become even more ferocious, with a torrent of lightning shattering most of Lu Jin's Qi-transformed body.

"Wow!"

Almost without giving Lu Jin a chance to struggle, Cheng Zhen arrived in an instant, his five fingers swirling with bone-chilling frost, pressing down and freezing Lu Jin, along with the overflowing blue and white Qi and the mountain he was standing on.

Lu Jin, who was sealed inside, urged the Qi source flow and the fire Qi with completely opposite attributes to attack with all his might. Countless cold energies dissipated, but the speed of condensation became faster and faster. In the end, only a small space was not frozen.

Chengzhen calmly restrained Lu Jin with one hand. The two were not on the same level in terms of Qi. The battle lasted less than a few dozen breaths before the outcome was decided.

This battle.

Lu Jin was keenly aware of the gap between herself and her senior brother, and felt genuine admiration for him.

night.

Jiang Mo and several disciples sat in the courtyard, enjoying the moon and drinking tea, sharing anecdotes from their early travels in the martial world, captivating the disciples.

Suddenly, a carrier pigeon flapped its wings and flew over the sky, swooping down towards him.

"Where did this little guy come from?"

Jiang Mo chuckled softly, paused his speech, casually raised his hand, took the copper tube attached to the carrier pigeon's claw, obtained a page of letter paper, unfolded it and glanced at it; it was a letter from the head of the Lu family.

"Yan Gu, go to the back mountain and call your Senior Brother Lu over. I'll wait for him at Siming Hall."

"Okay, Master Uncle, please wait a moment." The disciple ran off in a flash.

Jiang Mo glanced at the other disciples, stood up and said, "Everyone, please chat for a while and get some rest."

Upon receiving the notification, Lu Jin arrived at Siming Hall shortly afterward. He greeted his waiting martial uncle with proper etiquette, and then said:

"Uncle-Master, what business do you have with me?"

"come over."

Jiang Mo handed the letter to Lu Jin: "This was written for you by Mr. Lu. It contains information about your friend's whereabouts."

"..."

Lu Jin was slightly taken aback. He took the document and looked it over. Several lines of text were reflected in his pupils. His expression changed, as if he was both disappointed and relieved.

He knew as early as when he accompanied his senior brother to the meeting that his former close friend might die in the pursuit of the martial arts world.

Now that he knows the other party apologized to him on his deathbed and gave him the Tongtian Talisman, Lu Jin can't describe how he feels.

Pity? Sympathy? Blame? None of the above.

He was aware of the danger that gift brought to the Lu family, and he could not stand idly by. As for the hatred of his old friend, he felt lost and did not know how to deal with it.

Bearing the hatred left behind by Zheng Zibu?

Why? Why?

The Quanxing gang that massacred the village and the Wang and Lü families who inflicted cruel tortures were certainly greedy and unscrupulous, but the root cause was that after Zheng Zibu swore brotherhood, he acquired extraordinary skills but lacked the strength to actually use them, which led to all these tragedies.

The Quanxing and Sanyi Sects had a long-standing feud, and even without Zheng Zibu's death, Lu Jin would still have killed them.

However, the actions of the Wang and Lü families were in line with the consensus reached by the various factions. All of the thirty-six outlaws had the right to execute them. Even if they were killed, Lu Jin would not use this as a reason to storm into the Wang and Lü families' homes to demand an explanation.

When you swore brotherhood, did you ever think of me? Did you ever think of my sect?

You were being relentlessly hunted down and powerless to retaliate, so you thought of me and my sect. But what could I do?

Objectively speaking, the Sanyi Sect and the Wang and Lü families were at least still allies, and had killed the Japanese monsters together. There was absolutely no reason for them to kill their allies for Zheng Zibu, who had sworn brotherhood with the Demon Lord.

If that were to happen, who would be the one to break their promise?

Lu Jin harbored no hatred for Zheng Zibu, only a faint sense of regret. His senior brother Chengzhen, even out of consideration for his feelings, was willing to give his old friend a way out, as long as Shangqing abolished Zheng Zibu's cultivation and imprisoned him for life, he would not pursue the matter further.

But what if Sanyimen gave us a chance?

Will the Shangqing give it? Will other forces give it?

They won't give it to you.

Zheng Zibu faced only death, and Lu Jin's selfishness did not extend to using the sect's name to defy public opinion and protect Zheng Zibu.

For the Wang and Lü families who used the banner of righteousness to pursue their own selfish desires, it was difficult for him to bring himself to kill them, both morally and logically.

How can Lu Jin convince herself to avenge Zheng Zibu after his friendship with her has been repeatedly ruined and wasted by him?

According to reason, and the consensus reached by all factions, Lu Jin is neither a senior brother nor a junior brother, and therefore has no right to overstep his bounds.

In conclusion, the mess left by his old friend left him feeling helpless and frustrated.

"Jin'er?"

"The disciple is here."

"Sit next to me and talk to your uncle about what you think?"

Jiang Mo tapped the table lightly with his right hand, gesturing for Lu Jin to sit down in the armchair beside him.

He was indifferent to the fate of the remnants of his sworn brotherhood, as well as the intrigue and treachery between the Wang and Lü families.

After reading Ji Yuqian's handwritten letter, even knowing that the emergence of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques would cause chaos in the martial arts world, Jiang Mo did not want to care. What did it have to do with him if a group of greedy people killed each other?

But he cared about Lu Jin's feelings, especially the boy's conflicted expression, which was exactly like that of Senior Brother Zuo, so he wanted to hear what was on his mind.

"Sigh... Uncle-Master..."

Lu Jin spoke frankly, saying whatever was on his mind. His expression was slightly heavy, as if he was troubled by his friend's actions, which had implicated his family and sect.

After a long while, Jiang Mo, who had patiently listened to his heartfelt words, chuckled softly:

"You foolish child, you are far too kind."

"Alright, let's help Lord Lu out of this predicament first. He's probably worried about what to do with the Tongtian Talisman right now. Shall we go down the mountain for a walk?"

"Uncle-Master..."

"Thank you."

Lu Jin suddenly felt that her martial uncle was as gentle as her former master, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

Chapter 210 Infiltrating the Wang Family

The letter written by Lu's father also mentioned the intelligence left by Zheng Zibu. In addition to the fact that the strength of the Quanxing Sect leader was unfathomable, the deal between the Wang family and Feng Tianyang was also leaked.

Before setting off, Jiang Mo found Weir and instructed him to be efficient and secretly eliminate Feng Tianyang without leaving a trace.

"it is good."

As night fell, a silver streak pierced the sky. Since they shared a part of the journey, Jiang Mo took the opportunity to bring Will along to ride the wind with him.

The wind howled and the sea of ​​clouds trembled. After about half an hour, the three arrived at the city where the Lu family lived.

Will went ahead, parting ways with them, and headed to the royal family's location.

Afterwards, Jiang Mo followed Lu Jin to visit the Lu family. The gate was heavily guarded and on high alert. Qiao Yue greeted the two and led them to the old master Lu's study.

As soon as I got close, before I even pushed open the door, I heard the sound of mahjong tiles being rubbed together. Inside, four elderly men with white hair were happily playing cards.

"Master Lu, the young master has returned, and Master Jiang has also come to pay his respects," Qiao Yue said, knocking on the door.

"Oh? My precious grandson is back?"

When Lu Gong looked up, he saw the group of people outside the door, all smiles. He disregarded the card game and greeted Lu Jin and Jiang Mo warmly, while also introducing his three old friends, all of whom were renowned senior figures of extraordinary abilities.