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

Seeing the ambiguity in the words of these old foxes, Lu Jin spoke up in displeasure:

"Gentlemen, sometimes it's best to save face for each other. If things get too ugly, it'll be impossible to clean up the mess."

When the Lü family abused Zheng Zibu, they knew that he and the young master of the Lu family were close friends. Now that Lu Jin had rebuked him so coldly, the old men were in a dilemma.

Even though they were bound by the alliance and Lu Jin was unlikely to seek revenge, they were still vaguely worried. This fear came from the deterrent power of his sect.

The two elders looked troubled and said cautiously:

"Young friend Lu, sigh... why be so aggressive?"

"The four families have always been on good terms, and your sect is allied with us to face the national crisis and fight against the foreign invaders. With such brotherly affection, if there really is a whereabouts of Duanmu Ying, how could I dare to lie to you?"

This is the end.

Jiang Mo gave them two chances, and Lu Jin reminded them once, but the Lü family still refused to hand them over immediately.

The atmosphere became tense and heavy, with everyone in the Lü family on edge, barely daring to breathe.

The two elders were completely unaware of the approaching danger. They calmly looked at Jiang Mo and Lu Jin, confident that their words were watertight and that the elders would not turn against them.

However, in the next instant, something unexpected happened.

"what!!!!"

A piercing wail came from the Second Elder's throat. His brain was suddenly overwhelmed by intense pain, black blood seeped from his seven orifices, and his aged face was twisted and ugly as he struggled like a madman.

Jiang Mo, who was activating the Spirit-Breaking Curse, watched silently. There was no sign of him stopping. He deliberately reduced the power to the minimum. Given the opponent's condition, he should be able to hold out for about several dozen breaths.

"what?!"

Everyone was horrified, filled with fear and extreme anger. The other party's arrogance far exceeded their expectations. They actually took action on the Lü family's territory, torturing the powerful Second Elder to the point of being inhuman.

"what!!"

Unable to bear the onslaught of pain, the elderly man cried out incessantly and lost his mind.

His withered hands tore at his face, leaving it bleeding profusely, as he descended into a bizarre state of madness.

Chapter 218 Kill

Without needing to be explicitly stated, everyone knew this was Jiang Mo's doing. The piercing screams echoed throughout the entire mansion. The three clan elders, witnessing the carnage, turned ashen with rage and roared repeatedly:

"stop!"

"Master Jiang... what do you mean by this? Are you trying to stir up trouble between our two families?!"

"If you had a grudge against me, you wouldn't be alive now."

Jiang Mo ignored the old man's reprimand and said calmly:

"If you all have the patience, I'll keep you company and see whether he or Duanmu Ying is more important."

"Ah...ah...ah!!"

In less than a few breaths, the Second Elder, who had previously spoken sternly, had scratched his entire face beyond recognition, and his mind was on the verge of collapse.

"Jiang Mo!"

"You're bullying me too much... Ah!!"

The elder of the five clans, who could not stand the arrogance of this man, stood up and was about to rebuke him when he was also afflicted. His eyes were bloodshot, and his mind, which had been tempered by sixty years of hardship, could not withstand the torment of various pains.

Every inch of flesh trembled, bones seemed to be crushed inch by inch, skin seemed to be peeled off completely, eyeballs bled, internal organs were shattered, and pain surged like waves, drowning the aged soul.

The onlookers were horrified. Two masters of the Ruyi Force, both at their peak, had been defeated so suddenly. Did that person possess the power of ghosts and gods?!

For a moment, the few remaining elders and Mr. Lü were at a loss.

The ancestral dignity rooted in their bloodline prevented them from bowing down to outsiders, and they were struggling against their physiological instinct of fear.

The rest of the middle-aged generation, a dozen or so, remained silent as if trembling in fear.

In the end, it was the elder Lu Yue who stepped forward and pleaded, "Sect Leader Jiang, please be lenient."

"That's enough... They'll die if this continues."

"Uncle Yue..."

"Don't beg him!"

Father Lü, barely suppressing his humiliation, was practically grinding his teeth to powder. His deep voice carried a hint of reproach. With Lü Yue's sudden softening, the entire Lü family's dignity had been sacrificed.

The three elders' eyes were sinister as they stared intently at Jiang Mo, their anger burning within them but daring not to be expressed. They spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Sect Leader Jiang, these baseless rumors have caused you to lose your composure and harm my people. Aren't you afraid that if they get out, they will destroy our alliance?"

"You insist on emulating the Wang family's protection of Feng Tianyang and protecting Duanmu Ying's life; you treat the agreement between my disciples as a joke. You may try it and see if I will uproot your Lü family's thousand-year-old foundation."

Jiang Mo's expression was as cold as ice, not like he was just making empty promises; he had the ability to keep his word.

Everyone trembled with fear upon hearing this, and the three elders were filled with dread.

Quanxing, the Assassination Gang, and the Five Directions Demonic Sect—these infamous forces were all severely damaged and nearly destroyed by Jiang Mo and the Sanyi Sect. No matter how arrogant and conceited the Lü family was, they had not become powerful enough to overpower them.

Just as they were feeling uneasy, Jiang Mo struck again with ruthless tactics.

"what!!"

"what!!!"

Several middle-aged elite members of the Lü family fell to their knees at the same time, looking utterly disheveled.

The two elders were barely breathing, their eyes unfocused; if they were not treated soon, it would be too late to save them.

Faced with an absolute disparity in strength, the members of the Lü family were utterly disheartened; they dared not resist, nor could they make any compromises.

Seeing this, Lü Yue frowned, unwilling to sacrifice the lives of his clansmen, and made a decisive statement:

"Let them go, Master Jiang."

"I'll bring you the person you want..."

"it is good."

Jiang Mo stopped his attack. The five members of the Lü family who had been injured and were unconscious were covered in blood and had almost lost their lives due to the indecisiveness of Lü's father and the three elders.

"Uncle Yue..."

"Ugh....."

In this psychological battle, the Lü family was the first to succumb to the pressure.

The acquired training method of the Dual-Handed Technique may be cut off tonight, and the few old guys who know the inside story are gritting their teeth in hatred.

Ignoring the patriarch's angry gaze, Lü Yue kept his promise, took several people and left the scene, promising to return quickly and bring Duanmu Ying back.

Lu Ci, who was supposed to be under guard, was imprisoned in the adjacent secret room to Duanmu Ying. But he took the opportunity to escape and followed Lu Yue to the scene.

Upon seeing the bloodstains all over the ground, his face turned pale. In particular, the two white figures that came into view made him suddenly realize what had happened.

The fact that the family was secretly keeping Duanmu Ying had been leaked, and Sanyi came knocking on their door!

This time, Lü Ci did not shout impulsively, but instead dared not move at all, as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his hands and feet were stiff, and the blood in his body was almost frozen.

Jiang Mo's gaze fell on him, seemingly with doubt.

The dozens of people in the Lü family hall were all within the range of the Soul-Breaking Curse. When this junior from the Lü family entered, there were actually two completely different souls.

At first he was not sure, he only had a rough guess, and subconsciously shifted his gaze to look at the other soul that was exactly the same in front of him.

Duanmu Yingzi, looking haggard, was dragged over by Lü Yue. Her limbs were broken, and even her mouth was covered in blood.

To prevent this woman from revealing her deal with the Lü family, Lü Yue, an unassuming elder of the clan, actually cut off her tongue while carrying out Jiang Mo's orders, and cruelly broke the bones of her long fingers.

"Master Jiang...the person you want." Lu Yue's heart pounded, and he bowed respectfully.

The journey was extremely urgent. He didn't even have time to interrogate Duanmu Ying to write down the cultivation method for the Dual-Handed Technique. He took the initiative to decide to cripple the man.

Duanmu Ying's face was covered in blood, and she was muttering incoherent words.

She struggled to lift her head, looking at Jiang Mo with eyes as venomous as a vengeful ghost.

“Your hatred is pure; let me add fuel to the fire.”

Jiang Mo looked down at the woman from his high position, his words striking her heart, twisted by hatred.

"Your beloved fourth brother was recently killed by my own hands in southern Xinjiang."

"Waaaaah... Waaaaah...!!!"

Duanmu Ying's eyes were bloodshot, his mouth was full of blood, and he could not even speak clearly. Tears rolled uncontrollably from the corners of his eyes.

"Isn't it pathetic?"

"He faced death with equanimity, yet embarked on his journey with profound regret."

Jiang Mo's words, like the whispers of a demon, echoed in Duanmu Ying's ears, filling her with fear and making her unable to accept them.

"I still vividly remember Feng Yao's defeated and pathetic appearance before his death, as if he was begging me to tell him the answer he wanted to hear. I am ashamed that I did not have the magnanimity to help the beast breathe his last."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!"

Duanmu Ying wailed loudly, tears mingling with the blood on her face and staining her hair, devastated beyond measure in her life.

The next moment, words that terrified her even more came.

"Of course. I'm fully aware of your little tricks to cover your tracks."

Jiang Mo examined the Soul-Breaking Curse repeatedly. It locked onto both Lü Ci and Duanmu Ying, but obtained three souls. He remembered the effect of the Dual-Hand Technique and easily guessed the foreshadowing that Duanmu Ying had made within the Lü family bloodline.

It replicates the soul, memories, and consciousness, placing them in another body, ready to seize control at any time.

It is unclear what kind of deal the Lü family made with Duanmu Ying, or whether the young man from the Lü family had a good relationship with this woman and was willing to be parasitized.

But Jiang Mo's intuition told him that more than half a month had passed since the nine people parted ways, and Duanmu Ying was definitely controlling more than just one person using the Double-Handed Technique.

"!!!"

Duanmu Ying's pupils shrank suddenly, and her mind collapsed. She thought it was flawless, but she did not expect that the part of Lü Ci's soul was suspected of being seen through.

However, Jiang Mo had no intention of exposing her conspiracy so easily. He had neither the enthusiasm nor any concern for the life or death of the Lü family.

The former came from a family of doctors and joined Jishetang, but he mingled with a scoundrel and couldn't distinguish between opposing sides. Calling him a stupid dog is truly fitting.

The latter four families of extraordinary individuals are greedy by nature, hypocritical and sanctimonious, but they are nothing more than spineless dogs driven by self-interest.

Then let them fight like dogs. Duanmu Ying's injuries were clearly caused by Lü Yue. That overwhelming hatred permeated everyone present and was no exaggeration.

A stream of blazing silver true qi overflowed from Jiang Mo's right hand, instantly transforming into a sharp spike. He held it forward, pressing it against Duanmu Ying's pupils.

"Killing you this time is enough. As for your family and sect, I have no interest in making things difficult for them."

"If there is an afterlife, and you wish to seek revenge, it may be me or the Lü family, it is up to you."

"Ugh... Ugh..."

Duanmu Ying was devastated and her mind was in complete chaos.

Every word Jiang Mo uttered sent shivers down her spine. Her fourth brother, who possessed all eight extraordinary skills, had been killed; how could she, a mere woman, possibly contend with him?

"Pfft!"

Jiang Mo stabbed down expressionlessly, the blazing silver light piercing through Duanmu Ying's brain, a massive wave of pain instantly flooding in, nerve cells turning into viscous pus.

This original body, possessing two fully-equipped hands, was killed beyond any possibility of resurrection.

The smell of blood permeated every corner of the Lü family hall. Lü's father and the elders were heartbroken, their palms bulging with veins, furious to the extreme, yet helpless.

"I apologize for disturbing you tonight."

Jiang Mo first exchanged a few words with Lü Yue. Compared to the other clan elders who wished they could devour his flesh and blood, the old man in front of him was very intelligent and extremely rational, and was someone he could communicate with.

"It's alright... You're joking, Master Jiang. There's been a misunderstanding here. I hope we can clear up the misunderstanding."

Lu Yue knew the appropriate measure. He was aware that the overall strength of the Lu family was far inferior to that of the Sanyi Sect, so he dared not contradict them and even gave both sides a way out.

Jiang Mo didn't respond to his words, his gaze sweeping across the entire room, and slowly said:

"If any of you harbor resentment or take it out on my disciples because of this, you should first consider the weight of the Lü family and whether it is worth the trouble."

His words were not angry, but rather calmly stated. However, to Mr. Lü and the other elders, it was not difficult for them to discern a threat.

The aggrieved elder snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "It's Sect Leader Jiang. You've gone too far. How dare we?"

"Jin'er, let's go."