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

During the agonizing ten seconds, Jia Zhengliang gritted his teeth and tried several times, but all attempts ended in failure.

The whole place was silent.

Lu Lin's performance on both occasions completely set her apart from the other groups.

Even in battles against Zhuge Qing, Zhang Lingyu, Wang Ye, and others, there is no such exaggerated one-hit crushing. It never gives any extra opportunities, and its methods are powerful yet stop short of being effective, just close to the point where the opponent cannot retaliate.

Upon seeing this, the referee immediately announced Lu Lin's advancement, thus concluding all the competitions on the first day of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony.

由藏龙在他网站开设的盘口，陆琳的赔率迅速从1：7，跌到1：0.8，这远比张灵玉的1:1夸张。

Having prepared in advance, Lu Linglong, even though she wasn't present, took out all her monthly allowance and bet it all on her cousin, making a fortune. After one round and two rounds of accumulation, she earned more than two years' worth of allowance.

.......

evening.

The four, who were all-knowing, were informed by a young Taoist boy that the Celestial Master and Elder Lu wanted to see them.

About 10 minutes later, Zhang Chulan, Feng Baobao, Xu San, and Xu Si arrived at a bright and spacious meditation room.

"..."

Lu Jin looked at the girl eating potato chips, then glanced at Xu San and Xu Si, lost in thought.

"Chu Lan, come here quickly and meet your advisor from Jinzhong. He was a close friend of your grandfather back then."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan beamed with joy, knelt down smoothly, and greeted the two advisors with utmost politeness, much to the dismay of the other young people in the room who thought he was shameless.

"Hey! Good girl, baby."

Tian Jinzhong was very pleased. Although the big-eared man wasn't very good-looking, the young man was quite handsome.

At this time.

When Xu Si got down to business, he asked:

"Master Celestial, Elder Lu, may I ask why you two have summoned us juniors here? Have you gained anything?"

"Correct."

Zhang Zhiwei didn't keep them in suspense and answered:

"After the second round of competition today, Hu Jie from the sixteenth group was controlled by Quanxing's evil seedlings and hunted down Deng Youfu, who was alone. Later, he was seriously injured by a snake spirit hired by the target and is still receiving treatment."

"Shen Chong and the others have arrived!" Xu San and Xu Si realized the seriousness of the situation.

Dou Mei, the poison that pierces the intestines; Xia He, the bone-scraping knife; Shen Chong, the root of disaster; Gao Ning, the thunder and smoke cannon.

Even among the madmen of Quanxing who disregard social order and trample on it at will, the Four Madmen are extremely dangerous, and they often act together.

Especially in the company's records, Quanxing also has a thousand-faced man who is good at disguise - Yu Huadu. It is highly likely that this group of demons has been modified by him and has secretly infiltrated the Celestial Master's Mansion, lurking among the audience and contestants.

"Master, I will request additional manpower later."

Xu Si thought of contacting his colleagues in the East China region for help.

Originally, Longhu Mountain was located within the jurisdiction of East China, and it was the company's responsibility to arrange for Lao Dou to maintain order at this conference. However, considering that the Celestial Master's Mansion might want to protect Zhang Chulan as the next Celestial Master, Xu Si took the initiative to take on the responsibility of guarding the area.

Trouble was to be expected. Xu Si was now considering the next steps. The demons could attack the mountain at any time, causing casualties. He could only breathe a sigh of relief after the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony was over.

“Okay... then I’ll trouble you, Mr. Xu Si.” Zhang Zhiwei expressed his gratitude.

"Okay, then we'll take our leave now. If there's any emergency later, please contact us immediately."

Xu Si was in a hurry to leave. He felt that things were getting urgent. If the Quanxing gang really caused trouble at Longhu Mountain, he would be severely punished for dereliction of duty.

As his companions turned to leave, Zhang Chulan stood there, slightly hesitant, recalling the mockery of the two old men, Wang and Lü, not long ago.

"Your grandfather was the mastermind behind the Jia Shen Rebellion."

"He's the one who caused all this trouble, and he's killed a lot of people."

"Zhang Chulan, do you think those who survived might want to take your head off?"

"Don't blame me for not warning you. Hand over the Qi Source Stream, and my Wang family will guarantee you a life of comfort and security for the rest of your days. Otherwise, hmph..."

Even though Xu San and Xu Si came to save him at the last moment, the words of the two old men planted a demon in his heart. He could not accept that the calamity was caused by his grandfather.

A moment of distraction felt like an eternity, and cold sweat soaked my back.

Zhang Chulan resolutely knelt down again, recounting his previous conversation with Wang Ai and Lü Ci, his eyes filled with resentment and helplessness as he sought confirmation from the two elders:

"Master! Please tell me!"

"Is what they're saying true...? Knock knock knock!"

After he finished speaking, he kowtowed several times to show his determination to learn.

Zhang Zhiwei fell silent.

He didn't know where to begin. Knowing too much might actually harm the little guy, but now that the Wang and Lü families had both contacted Zhang Chulan, the truth couldn't be hidden forever; those old stories would eventually be exposed...

Seeing that his senior brother seemed to be considering it, Tian Jinzhong remained silent without permission.

"Ugh......"

After a long silence, Zhang Zhiwei made a decision, looked around at the young people in the room, and said with a hint of apology:

"Children, Chu Lan and I need to talk about some family matters. Please excuse us for leaving."

Chapter 246 The Past of Jia Shen Recounted, Feng Baobao's Confusion

Lu Linglong, Wang Ergou, Canglong, and other young people were led away by the two young Taoist disciples. Zhang Zhiwei's gaze then fell on Xu San, Xu Si, and Feng Baobao, and the old man's meaning was self-evident.

"Alright, Master, you all continue your conversation, we'll wait outside."

Xu San adjusted his glasses and wisely prepared to leave.

“Master, Third Brother and Fourth Brother are our own people. They have been helping me investigate Grandpa’s affairs all along.”

Seeing that Zhang Chulan had vouched for them, the Celestial Master didn't bother with it anymore and simply sighed, "Alright..."

As the group of young people left, to prevent others from overhearing their conversation, Lu Jin waved his hand forward, and a layer of shimmering white barrier appeared out of thin air, sealing the meditation room tightly and blocking all eavesdropping.

Xu San and Xu Si looked surprised. This old man was even more extraordinary than they had imagined. Was it the power of the Tongtian Talisman?

While they were lost in thought, Zhang Chulan waited anxiously, and finally the result arrived.

Zhang Zhiwei did not hide anything; his aged face was filled with complex emotions and helplessness as he sighed softly:

"Chu Lan, what they said may not be true, and not all of it is slander against your grandfather. Back then, the Quanxing Demon Lord wanted to plot against the heavens and used thirty-five pawns."

"Your grandfather was one of them. They secretly swore brotherhood somewhere. The demon promised them great opportunities, so the thirty-five of them found a convenient excuse to betray their sect and swore brotherhood with Quanxing."

"Child, you were born in modern times and don't understand the chaos of that era. It's no exaggeration to say that the Quanxing were terrorists back then. Many sects, including our Celestial Master's Mansion, have had members die at their hands generation after generation..."

“In the martial arts world, anyone who encounters Quanxing can kill them at will without being held accountable. But those thirty-five people, knowing this, still chose to swear brotherhood with the demon.”

Zhang Chulan's heart raced as he listened, and he boldly guessed, "Could this so-called opportunity be the Eight Extraordinary Techniques that followed?!"

"Correct."

Zhang Zhiwei's memory returned to a distant summer night. He still couldn't forget the shock he felt when he went to the Sanyi Gate with his master and received the news. He skipped over this part that he shouldn't have said.

"Because there were many sworn brothers, and each of them had their own ulterior motives, and the truth was bound to be exposed sooner or later, your naturally suspicious grandfather was afraid that trouble would spread to the Celestial Master's Mansion. So in the summer of 1944, he traveled to many places and reported the matter of the Thirty-Six Sworn Brothers."

"That big-eared fellow is quite cunning. He deliberately left traces. His first stop was Old Lu's place, and then all the factions received the news."

"After that, the sects involved hurriedly held a meeting to discuss a solution. The idea they came up with was that anyone in the martial arts world had the right to hunt down the Thirty-Six Thieves. The sects involved could either clean house or protect their own members, as long as their cultivation was crippled and they were imprisoned for life."

"In about a month, the thirty-six people have been reduced to only a dozen or so."

"Master...then what about you and the Master Jinzhong back then...?"

Zhang Chulan hesitated, unable to bring himself to say that the two old men wanted to hunt down his grandfather.

“We all went down the mountain to look for that big-eared man, hoping to persuade him to come back; but this led to another disaster.”

Zhang Zhiwei looked ashamed. Even after so many years, he still regretted not reacting in time when he had a bad feeling.

"Disaster?!" Zhang Chulan's heart skipped a beat.

"Hmm... The Wang family captured Feng Tianyang, one of the creators of the Eight Extraordinary Skills, and extracted information about the others from him. After that, the pursuit, which was already nearing its end, turned into a bloodbath in the martial arts world because of the eight incredible skills, resulting in the deaths of many people."

"Your advisor from Jinzhong was arrested by the Wang family's men during his return to the mountain. They tortured him in an attempt to find out your grandfather's whereabouts..."

Zhang Zhiwei said in a heavy tone: "They cut off his limbs, blinded him, and then shifted the blame to Quanxing. If it weren't for your Grand Master's foresight back then, and the help of the seniors from the Sanyi Sect, the consequences would have been unimaginable. The Celestial Master's Mansion would have had to go to war with Quanxing."

"My junior brother was spared death back then, and was fortunate enough to receive help from Old Lu's uncle, so he didn't end up with a lifelong disability. However, he was unable to cultivate anymore and could only practice some health preservation techniques..."

Zhang Chulan looked at Master Tian, ​​who was sitting in a wheelchair. Although he was old, he still looked very energetic. But Zhang Chulan couldn't help but feel a lump in his throat and kowtowed, his voice trembling as he said:

"Master...I'm sorry..."

"Oh! You child, this has nothing to do with you, don't blame yourself."

Tian Jinzhong repeatedly stopped him, then smiled contentedly:

“The past is the past. My master and senior brother got justice for me back then and wiped out those thieves. But Big Ears is so muddle-headed. Sigh, he didn’t know to come back sooner, leaving your family to hide and live in fear for decades. If he could have been more open-minded, you might not have had to suffer so much.”

"Let it go? How can you let it go? Although you and I don't hold a grudge against that brat, your master can't swallow this insult. He's determined to kill him with his own hands if we ever have the chance to meet again. The incident with the Wang family was quite a scandal. He knows how badly he hurt you, and his conscience bothers him. He didn't even dare to come back when your master left..."

Zhang Zhiwei still harbored some resentment, and he summarized it in front of Zhang Chulan:

"The Jia Shen Rebellion was caused by the demon, and your grandfather was the direct trigger. This is an indisputable fact. Do you know why I, the old man, held this Luo Tian Grand Ceremony? It's because I wanted to bring you into the Celestial Master's Mansion in a legitimate way and protect your life."

"Although the domestic security situation is much better now than during the chaotic times, you have greatly underestimated the appeal of the Eight Extraordinary Skills to martial arts practitioners. Regardless of whether you have the Qi Source Flow or not, do you think those people will believe you and listen to your explanation?"

"Moreover, there are many people who want your life. The original practitioners of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques did not all die back then. In fact, they were bound by some kind of restriction imposed by the demon, and I suspect that it continues to this day, only now the target has been shifted to you."

Upon learning the truth, Zhang Chulan was in turmoil, his body trembling slightly. He never imagined his grandfather would cause so much trouble.

Tears streamed down Zhang Chulan's cheeks. He lowered his head and choked out:

"Master...then why are you still willing to...help me?"

“You are you, and your grandfather is your grandfather. Are you suggesting that Lao Tian and I just stand by and watch you die out there?”

Zhang Zhiwei sighed deeply: "I've tried my best to arrange things for the conference; try to take the last few steps yourself."

"Thank you... thank you... Master..."

Zhang Chulan kowtowed heavily to the ground, his mind a complete mess.

From the moment he learned the truth, he knew that perhaps only by becoming a Celestial Master and staying on the mountain for the rest of his life could he save his life. Once he left, all that awaited him was endless pursuit.

"It's alright, child, your senior brother and I both have high hopes for you."

Tian Jinzhong gently stroked Zhang Chulan's head, filled with emotion. He was getting old and didn't have many years left to live. If he could see this kid and help him in his final moments, he would have no regrets and his life would be complete.

While the group was talking, Feng Baobao stood there in a daze.

The scene before her eyes filled her with a strange sense of sadness and loss. Zhang Chulan had gotten what he wanted and learned about his grandfather's past, while she herself had spent countless years trying to find her family and figure out her own background, but had no clues or opportunities. She didn't know how much longer she would have to endure this torment.

However, fate intervened in that moment of distraction. After Zhang Chulan and Zhang Zhiwei had finished their conversation, Lu Jin suddenly spoke up:

"Young lady, you look remarkably like an old friend of mine. May I take a look at you?"

"what?"

Feng Baobao froze, pointing blankly at herself, and asked in confusion, "Grandpa, are you talking about me?"

Xu San and Xu Si were even more dumbfounded. Old Master Lu, one of the Ten Elders, had seen Bao Bao before?!

Given his age, it's possible that he could actually match up with the baby, her family, or even her twins!

"Yes, it's you."

"Mr. Lu, have you seen the baby?!" Xu Si hurriedly asked.

"A long time ago, around 1941 or 42, I met a friend in Sichuan who looked remarkably like this young lady. By the way, her surname was Feng. May I ask what your surname is, young lady? And where is your hometown?"

Lu Jin was trying to elicit information, even deliberately disrupting the timeline. His gaze was fixed on the girl's face, awaiting her answer to confirm whether this was indeed the creation from back then, as he had guessed.

"1941..."

"1942...Sichuan region...Feng surname...."

Xu San and Xu Si clearly remembered that their father, Xu Xiang, had mentioned to them that the baby's first activity area was in the Sichuan region.

Seeing a glimmer of hope, Feng Baobao subconsciously replied, "Grandpa, my surname is Feng, and I'm from Sa in Sichuan. Do you recognize me?"

As she spoke, she walked over.

"Sichuan, huh...."