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

"It's been a long time, Master Lu. How have you been?"

"You look great, very energetic. I didn't expect Master Jiang to accompany my grandson down the mountain. I'm so sorry for not welcoming you properly."

Seeing Jiang Mo arrive, Lord Lu felt relieved, knowing that this crisis was over.

This is the Qi cultivator who is closest to becoming an immortal in the world today. He is undoubtedly at the pinnacle, and even the most prestigious sects pale in comparison.

After a brief conversation, Old Master Lu handed over the talisman hidden in the drawer:

"Jin'er, this is what your friend asked your father to save for you."

"Grandpa..."

Lu Jin took the Tongtian Talisman and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, I've caused trouble for my family."

"It's alright, silly child, why would your grandfather blame you?"

Master Lu waved his hand. He knew the whole story. It was just wishful thinking on the part of that junior surnamed Zheng, who was dragging the Lu family and the Sanyi Sect into the mess. It wasn't that his precious grandson was forcibly demanding it.

"You can deal with this troublesome thing as you see fit. Keep it or destroy it, whatever you want, just don't pass it on to your family. Even if your cousins ​​beg you, don't teach them, understand?"

Master Lu earnestly advised that it was already difficult for the family to stand firm in such a turbulent world, and that having such a unique skill would easily invite disaster upon them.

Despite the fact that the Lu family is not afraid of being targeted by the entire martial arts world, they are far from having the strength to intimidate the entire martial arts community. If the Tongtian Talisman is allowed to circulate within the family, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Yes...Grandpa, I'll listen to you and never tell anyone."

Lu Jin was well aware of the advantages and disadvantages. The family had its own rules, and for thousands of years, if the descendants of the Lu family wanted to embark on the path of Qi cultivation, they could only seek out a master to learn from, unlike the Wang and Lü families who had ancestral methods.

Seeing the old man's serious attitude, Jiang Mo smiled slightly and calmly offered his help, saying:

"Lord Lu, it won't be long before the news of Zheng Zibu's defection to your Lu family spreads throughout the city. To avoid further trouble, you can send someone to spread the word that Jin'er has taken the Tongtian Talisman back to her sect."

"If anyone wants it, let them come to me."

"Ah... Master Jiang, I am deeply grateful for your kindness and gratitude."

Lord Lu had no doubt about the weight of those words, and his previously worried expression relaxed.

The old man knows the nature of the various factions in the martial arts world.

It's nothing more than bullying the weak and fearing the strong. If someone's fist isn't strong enough, they'll humiliate them at will, but if someone's fist is stronger, they'll flatter them and never dare to cause a conflict.

If you ask who has the strongest fist right now, it's only the San Yi Sect. Jiang Mo's martial prowess is unparalleled in the world, and no matter how greedy those who covet it may be, they dare not exert pressure or rob it.

"Lord Lu, there's no need to be so polite."

Jiang Mo smiled slightly; he didn't take such a trivial matter to heart.

.......

Yin Shi.

The Wang family held a secret meeting, the atmosphere of which was extremely heavy. All the elders present had gloomy faces, and even the head of the Wang family was furious.

"What a Quanxing! In just two years, they've risen from the ashes again."

"They have ruined my Wang family's grand plan. The Tongtian Scroll was stolen by them, and they even lost members of our clan."

"I will not be able to quell the hatred in my heart until I avenge this grudge."

The elders beat their chests and stamped their feet, their voices chilling, as if they wished they could tear those sorcerers apart and skin them alive.

The Wang family patriarch's eyes darkened. He abandoned the idea of ​​waging war against the Quanxing Sect to seize the person and forcefully overruled the objections of the crowd, saying:

"Since the Tongtian Talisman has fallen into the hands of Quanxing, we shouldn't count on it. Let's first gather our forces and search for Shuangquan Shou and Liuku Xianli Nanlu Huan!"

"If we can find it, my Wang family will have four unique skills. At that time, it will be no problem for us to surpass the other three families. In the next one or two hundred years, we will develop to an unprecedented peak."

The gaunt old man on the left, smoking a pipe, couldn't swallow his anger and said quietly, "Then how will we settle this score with Quanxing afterwards?"

"Hmph! There are plenty of ways to deal with them."

The head of the Wang family had an idea. To cater to the wishes of the elders, he narrowed his eyes and revealed his intention.

“Killing them is too pointless and too easy on them. Let these beasts never rest in peace, bind their souls, and make them slaves of my royal family for generations to come.”

"When it's no longer useful, we can just swallow it whole."

"Okay... let's arrange it this way."

The bloated elder on the right sneered incessantly. The old man from the Wang family who was killed at the stronghold was none other than his own brother. Naturally, he wanted to take revenge on Quanxing the most.

At this moment, another elder spoke up:

"Show some patience with the Double-Handed Technique. The Lü family has their eyes on Duanmu Ying's husband and will probably make their move in the next couple of days."

"So what if it's the Lü family? If it weren't for us, they wouldn't even have the right to drink soup. What, are we supposed to give way to them?"

The old man with the pipe was impatient and therefore displeased. In his view, the importance of the dual-wielding technique was even greater than that of the Six Treasuries Immortals.

“Look to the long term, everyone.”

"The Dual-Handed Technique can cure all kinds of diseases, and countless high-ranking officials and nobles will surely seek favors from my Wang family in the future. Furthermore, it can modify memories, making it incredibly easy to win over and control them. This will ensure the prosperity of our family for generations to come. Compared to the Six Treasuries of Immortality, this is far superior."

"Immortality is certainly desirable, but without strong military support, one is nothing more than a piece of meat that everyone can covet, and one doesn't even have the ability to protect oneself."

Upon hearing this, most of the elderly people present fell silent, unable to find a reason to refute it.

Even the head of the Wang family was deeply moved. He saw limitless possibilities in this extraordinary skill and pondered:

"We can't worry about that now... Rather than hoping that those old foxes from the Lü family will remember to leave us some meat while they're eating it, we might as well take the initiative and rob them of their wealth and glory, which will last for a thousand years."

"Find a way to capture Duanmu Ying before the Lü family does. Even if it causes a conflict with them, it doesn't matter. We must get our hands on the Shuangquan Hand."

Upon hearing this, the elder who had spoken earlier continued, "The Six Treasuries Immortal Official Wu Kan Huan Fei Bo Jun..."

"Yesterday I received news that a group of rogue cultivators from the martial arts world surrounded Ruan Feng and corroded him beyond recognition with a specially made poison. I thought we had succeeded, but guess what happened next?"

"That beast devoured all five guys who were surrounding him. When my informant arrived, he found a pool of gray powder and bones. His recovery ability may have far exceeded our expectations."

"If one could achieve immortality and live to be two hundred years old, that wouldn't be bad at all."

The head of the Wang family rubbed his temples and muttered:

"Sigh... We're short-handed. Soul-binding can also grant immortality. Let's find a master of both skills first. Maybe they can cure the root of aging and prolong life."

The meeting lasted for nearly an hour, and finally the Wang family's top brass reached a consensus: first seize the Double-Handed Hand, then take the Six Treasures Immortal Tong.

However, what they didn't know was that throughout their entire plot, a dark, gray mist was eavesdropping and quietly slipping away through the cracks in the roof beams.

Will escaped unnoticed, then sneaked into a side room, captured a member of the Wang family, and interrogated him about Feng Tianyang's whereabouts. He was told that Feng Tianyang was in the dungeon in the north corner of the mansion.

"boom!"

Will elbowed the man in the neck, knocking him unconscious. The man turned into a thick gray mist, seeped into the walls, and rushed to the abandoned shack on the north side, heading straight underground, where he found Feng Tianyang sitting cross-legged in meditation.

The cage was open, filled with delicious food and wine. The Wang family had kept their promise and given Feng Tianyang enough freedom. As long as the elders of the family mastered the art of controlling spirits and commanding generals, they could release him at any time.

"Who?!"

Feng Tianyang, who was meditating, suddenly felt a pang of fear, as if his whole body had fallen into an ice cave. When he awoke, he saw a foreigner slowly walking towards him.

"Did my brother send you?"

Feng Tianyang sensed the naked killing intent, and fear and anger surged within him instantly. The old man from the Wang family had actually cultivated? He was actually going to kill him to silence him.

"call out!"

A sharp hissing sound filled the air as a cold glint pierced through the air—a thrown blade. Startled, Feng Tianyang hurriedly summoned his spirit to defend himself.

"who are you?!"

"Monkey, you're disturbing me."

Will twirled a dark gold dagger between his right fingers. He remembered the sect leader's instructions not to leave any traces, so he planned to win through physical combat.

With death looming ever closer, Feng Tianyang was filled with unease. He couldn't tell whether the Wang family wanted to kill him or someone else was behind it.

"No... If the Wang family wanted to kill me, they wouldn't go through all this trouble; they could just attack me all at once..."

Thinking of this, Feng Tianyang shouted sternly:

"Foreigner, how dare you trespass on the Wang family's property at night! You have some nerve!"

Will ignored him. The black spirits floating in the air, all beast-like and seemingly intelligent, were launching a continuous attack.

"boom!"

As the afterimage vanished, Will, like a ghost, bypassed the obstacles of several spirits and first swept Feng Tianyang's abdomen with a long whip leg, causing his eyes to roll back and him to spit out a mouthful of blood.

With a "thud," a sharp dagger pierced straight into Feng Tianyang's throat, pinning him to the wall. Blood gushed out like a fountain, his eyes dimmed instantly, and he ceased his struggle.

The spirits let out unwilling howls and were rapidly annihilated inch by inch.

With undivided attention, Will moved his knife along the corpses, disemboweling them. After a few moments of busy work, the dungeon was filled with a strong stench of blood, and the remaining bones and flesh were scattered everywhere, making it look like a slaughterhouse.

He left quietly.

Chapter 211 Quanxing VS Wang Family

The next day.

Early in the morning, several servants tending to the plants in the north courtyard caught a faint smell of blood, and they became alert.

Following the route, they entered the dungeon via the stairs, and were soon horrified by the sight before them, their faces turning pale and their stomachs churning. They leaned against the wall and vomited violently.

"啕——"

"Cough cough!!"

Feng Tianyang was nowhere to be found. His clothes were neatly folded aside, and there was dried blood everywhere. His dismembered body, with its flesh and bones separated, was the same size. The cruelty of the method was far beyond what the few servants could bear.

"Quickly...inform the head of the family."

"Hoo..."

They didn't want to stay a moment longer and stumbled out.

When the head of the Wang family, who was having breakfast, heard the news of Feng Tianyang's death, he was first stunned, almost unable to believe his ears. Then his face turned extremely gloomy, and he squeezed out this word through gritted teeth.

"Walk."

He led a group of guards and several clan elders to the dungeon in haste.

"this?!"

"Who did this? How could they be so vicious?"

"The visitor is hostile..."

Several elderly clan elders exclaimed in shock as a pile of scattered flesh and bones lay before them, as if the perpetrators were standing there mocking them.

The head of the Wang family felt a chill run down his spine. Forgetting his anger, his first thought was that the lives of his family members were no longer guaranteed.

The assassin who committed the crime last night not only easily slaughtered Feng Tianyang, a user of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, but also ensured that a large number of direct descendants, including the Wang family, would not escape their fate.

The other party is elusive and could reappear at any time in the future.

This potential threat became a poisonous thorn in the throat of the Wang family patriarch, whose knuckles clenched so tightly they cracked, the seriousness of the situation subtly slipping beyond his control.

The old man, pipe in mouth, slowly bent down, examining the traces at the scene. The more he looked, the more alarmed he became. The assassin who killed Feng Tianyang was truly powerful, leaving almost no flaws.

There were only two alarming cracks in the wall: one was a spiderweb-like inward collapse, likely caused by an external impact; the other was a deep, narrow blade mark, as if the hard wall had been easily pierced like tofu.

"Second Uncle, have you discovered anything suspicious?" The head of the Wang family asked anxiously.

"..."

The old man frowned, his withered fingers, yellowed from years of smoking, tracing the remaining cracks inch by inch, relying on his life experience to deduce:

"The person who made the move has terrifyingly strong external martial arts skills. A spirit-controlling wizard like Feng Tianyang would be completely finished once he gets close to him."

"To eliminate the target with just one move, I, an old man, have no clue how a master could possess such assassination skills..."

The head of the Wang family stood frozen in place, racking his brains. The names of many sects and forces flashed through his mind, but he could not find a suitable reason to pinpoint the suspect.

The elder beside him sighed with regret:

"The ability to control spirits and command generals... is still in our hands, but that kid is completely dead, and there is no one left to explain the secrets of cultivation. From now on, we can only rely on ourselves to figure it out."

"Come when you want and leave when you want?"

The head of the Wang family was still in a daze, wary of the assassin who had committed the crime. Relying on his cruel and sadistic methods, he had no doubt that Feng Tianyang, that spineless coward, would resort to the same trick again and hand over the 'Spirit Binding and General Command' once more in order to survive.

"Investigate...We must find out, otherwise my Wang family will never have a day of peace."