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

"The Sanyi School, with a history spanning over a thousand years, has an unknown origin..."

"The sect's internal cultivation method is the Threefold Reversal of Life. The first level is the power of the dragon and tiger, which uses Qi to cleanse the marrow and nourish the flesh and blood. The second level is immunity to all diseases, and part of the body achieves Qi transformation. The third level is transcendence and immortality."

Staring at the lines of content on the screen, Zhao Fangxu, Xu San, and Xu Si began to learn about a little-known piece of history.

"Since its founding, only the sect's founder and Jiang Mo, who succeeded to the sect leader in 1942, have advanced to the third level of the Reverse Life Realm."

"The former has a long history that cannot be traced, while the latter once descended from the heavens at Longhu Mountain with frost-covered hair and an ethereal appearance, and his body was flawless. He was convinced by the leaders of many sects that he had reached the third level of cultivation."

"Zuo Ruotong, the forty-first sect leader of the Sanyi Sect, also known as Mr. Kanglong, was a pinnacle of the supernatural world during the Republic of China era. He once killed nearly a hundred evil cultivators in the southern border region and saved refugees from suffering. His achievements were extremely high, and he became famous throughout the world after one battle. He was renowned in the martial arts world as the 'Great Prosperity Immortal'. From then on, the Sanyi Sect entered its golden age and firmly held the position of the leader of the Xuanmen sect from 1920 to 1942."

"In the summer of 1942, Wugensheng, the leader of Quanxing Sect, led his disciple Li Muxuan into the mountains. The reason is unknown. Rumors in the martial arts world say that Wugensheng defeated Zuo Ruotong and broke his profound skill, which led to Zuo Ruotong's death. Whether this is true or not is still unknown."

"About ten days later, Jiang Mo, who had been traveling, returned to the sect. Enraged by the death of his senior brother and the attack on the mountain by Quanxing, he led his disciple Lu Jin down the mountain to wage a full-scale war against Quanxing."

Zhao Fangxu, Xu San, and Xu Si were all shocked. It turned out that there had been similar events in the last century. As they continued to read, their pupils contracted even more sharply.

"In a few days, Jiang Mo slaughtered hundreds of people. The elite of Quanxing suffered heavy casualties and were no match for him. Many strongholds in the territory were destroyed by him alone. He was skilled in using both sword and axe."

"First, we defeated the spirit of Shenming at Longhu Mountain, then killed Wugensheng (who faked his death and escaped using witchcraft), and then killed nine renowned figures of Quanxing, as well as the former sect leader."

"At the end of summer, Jiang Mo succeeded as the sect leader, with the Daoist name Chen Qing."

"In the autumn of the same year, strange people from the East Sea crossed the coast. The four factions formed an alliance. Jiang Mo and his three disciples participated in the battle and are suspected of killing more than a hundred ninjas."

"Soon after, the remnants of Quanxing hired the assassination groups Sinful Sand, Shadow Bamboo Society, and Ten Thousand Thoughts Hands at great expense to attack the mountain. The entire army was wiped out, with hundreds of people dying."

"In late autumn, a strange phenomenon of rosy clouds appeared on the mountain where the Sanyi Sect was located. It was widely rumored in the martial arts world that Jiang Mo had died in the southern border and that the Sanyi Sect possessed a heaven-reaching destiny. Both the righteous and evil factions went there and besieged the city. A miracle was displayed. Jiang Mo, who had been living in seclusion, killed more than a hundred people from the five demonic sects from a distance."

"The strange phenomenon lasted for less than half a month before it dissipated. It is suspected that Jiang Mo ascended to immortality. The affairs of the sect are now being managed by Wei Xuanzi and Kuang Ya."

"In 1944, during the Jia Shen Rebellion, the Wang family persecuted Tian Jinzhong, a disciple of the Celestial Master's Mansion. Celestial Master Zhang Jingqing stormed into the Wang family. There were eyewitnesses who saw Jiang Mo at the scene, and there has been no news of him since."

Soon, nearly a fifth of the document had been flipped through when a black-and-white photograph appeared in the center of the screen. The image showed a group photo of fifteen disciples sitting together in front of the Qingxin Hall of the Sanyi Sect.

Due to the age of the photos, they were somewhat blurry, so Erzhuang performed ultra-high-definition restoration on them.

In a moment, Zhao Fangxu clearly saw Jiang Mo sitting in the center. His temperament was obviously different from the other disciples. His eyes were deep as a pool, and his cold face was accompanied by a gentle smile, as if he were an approachable elder.

"It's...it's him?!"

Upon witnessing Jiang Mo's true appearance, Xu Si was stunned into silence. He clearly remembered that this person had appeared when the Celestial Master's Mansion was attacked by the Quanxing Sect!

"What, you've seen him before?"

Zhao Fangxu was equally surprised.

“Yes, just a few days ago, I saw him chatting with Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei. Lu Jin was also there at the time. I thought he was Lu Jin’s junior or disciple or something, but it was definitely him. I’m not mistaken.”

Xu Si spoke with absolute certainty, and Xu San provided corroborating evidence, leaving Zhao Fangxu utterly astonished.

"Judging from the information, he's of the same generation as Zuo Ruotong, so he's probably around 140 or 150 years old now, or even older. How come he still looks like he did when he was young...?"

Unlike Feng Baobao, who was created to be immortal, the other party had truly lived for so many years and his appearance had never aged. Just looking at his impressive past, the group fell silent, unable to imagine just how powerful this near-immortal was.

The photos were purchased at a high price by an obscure small sect from a declining and bankrupt photography studio. In addition, there were several group photos of Jiang Mo and his disciples.

Even across the vast expanse of time, the people on the other side of the screen, looking into the eyes of the young man in the photo, can still feel his vibrant spirit.

Zhao Fangxu eagerly moved the mouse and continued scrolling down, wanting to find out more information about this person. However, the rest of the content recorded the lives of disciples such as Chengzhen, Lu Jin, and Zhuge Yu, as well as various rumors about the Sanyi Sect members traveling around the world.

Read.

Those who knew part of the truth were speechless for a long time; Jiang Mo's existence completely overturned their long-held beliefs.

In their imagination, even the most outlandish beings who possess Qi are still made of flesh and blood, and can only acquire some incredible abilities through years of arduous training.

However, with the progress of the times, these Qi practitioners of the old era will one day be easily surpassed and abandoned by the ever-changing technology.

No matter how strong a single unit is, can it be stronger than the firepower of thousands upon thousands?

Any superhuman would perish in the Northwest when faced with the encirclement and annihilation of tanks and armed helicopters. However, the appearance of Jiang Mo, a reclusive immortal who had lived for over a hundred years, or even approaching two hundred, made them question their initial thoughts. Perhaps... perhaps such a monster was not something that technology could easily surpass.

Even though they quickly dismissed such doubts subconsciously, the undeniable fact was that Jiang Mo had attracted unprecedented attention from them. This was on a completely different level from other superhumans, and the key level for unlocking related documents was among the highest in the company.

"........"

Recalling Yu Huai's call earlier, Zhao Fangxu realized that there were two other people like him. As disciples of the Sanyi Sect, their admiration for Jiang Mo was beyond question. No wonder the secret of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques was leaked, and they did not want the company to interfere.

"Erzhuang, destroy the backup documents on the computer and exit the database."

"it is good."

In just half a second, the computer screen went black, the system reloaded, and it was as if nothing had happened.

"Uncle Zhao, we..."

Xu Si planned to go to the Sanyi Sect in person to beg that senior to come out of seclusion and help them bring the baby back safely. Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.

"Don't even think about it. This matter ends here. Your current task is to maintain order and stability in your area and find Feng Baobao. I won't say anything more."

Zhao Fangxu could easily guess their intentions and directly refuted them, strictly forbidding the two from having any contact with the Sanyi Gate. After all, the company had already delegated the authority to handle the Sanyi Gate incident to other colleagues.

That night.

The news spread like wildfire, and within just a few hours, all the well-informed supernatural forces within the country knew about it.

No one could have imagined that the eight renowned skills would all come together in a secluded sect.

The Ten Elders were restless. Feng Zhenghao found it hard to accept and couldn't understand what had happened back then that his family's unique skills were stored in the Sanyi Sect. However, Wang Ai was dead, and he couldn't find any clues to ask about it.

Lu Ci remained silent, feeling envious but not daring to covet. He focused on protecting his own little territory, no matter how sensational the rumors outside were. He knew Jiang Mo's ruthless methods and dared not get involved in the messy waters related to the Sanyi Sect.

Apart from the sects that signed the alliance back then, who dared not act rashly due to inside information, the extraordinary individuals from other sects were eager to try their luck and set off from all corners of the country to go south and lie low near the Sanyi Sect's ancestral site.

Having been twice driven to the brink of collapse and nearly wiped out, Quanxing, contrary to his usual self, became incredibly docile, seeking only peace.

The impetuous newcomers couldn't contain themselves, but were held back by the over-100-year-old elders of the sect. At the slightest disagreement, they were even killed on the spot, for fear that these foolish newcomers would cause a great disaster and implicate all the disciples.

Only the old guys who lived through that period of time understand that even though the Quanxing Sect was powerful, had many disciples, and had endless tricks up its sleeve, it was not afraid of any sect in the world of supernatural beings and acted without any scruples.

The only one they couldn't afford to offend was the Trinity Sect, whose strength was the greatest. A terrifying being, whose fate was unknown, resided there. He could kill hundreds or slaughter entire sects at will, leaving an indelible mark of fear deep in their souls.

Chapter 267 Welcome home

7.14 night.

With the silver moon hanging high in the sky, inside the Sanyi Gate, Jiang Mo leaned against the south-facing window railing on the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository, gazing at the boundless night view, while the voice of his senior brother chanting reached his ears.

"Yu Huai and Xian Shu have already spoken to me about the overseas matters, and they should be arriving at the gate soon."

"Junior brother, please take care of us. We're all family here, so feel free to speak your mind. Those young men couldn't figure out what you were thinking, so they came to me for help."

"Alright, as you say, senior brother."

Jiang Mo responded with a faint smile. The so-called Eight Extraordinary Techniques were not important to him. Moreover, the current sect leader was Chengzhen. He would probably just sit aside and listen to their discussions while drinking tea. As for how to arrange things, he would leave it to these young people.

The two chatted for another half hour before the call ended. Jiang Mo turned and walked back to his seat at the tea table, smiling as he asked Chengzhen and Zhuge Yu:

"You all heard that, right? You can talk later."

"Ah."

Chengzhen nodded softly, his gaze calm as he looked at the eight scrolls placed in the corner, and said:

"I will not allow them to take away the spoils you have worked so hard to acquire, even if they are left to rot there."

Zhuge Yu's thoughts were similar to his senior brother's.

"If they want to learn, that's fine, it's always been the rule of the sect. Everyone is qualified to learn. But taking it away would be going too far. The techniques sealed inside are considered top-notch skills, but not just anyone can learn them. If they go astray and fall into inner demons, it could cause disaster and ruin the sect's reputation."

Why get angry with a child? They might not even be determined to take him away.

With nothing to do, Jiang Mo took out a chessboard and played a game with Cheng Zhen, while the group chatted casually.

At one o'clock in the morning, the faint roar of a helicopter propeller rang out from afar, and a dozen or so punctuation marks immediately appeared on the Qi diagram suspended in mid-air, indicating that guests had arrived.

"Zhuge? Go and fetch the three of them."

Jiang Mo placed a black piece down, switching positions with Cheng Zhen and initiating a new round of combat.

"Okay, please wait a moment, I'll be right there."

Zhuge Yu's figure vanished in an instant. Within the area covered by the Qimen formation, he moved freely, appearing at the foot of the mountain in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, a helicopter slowly landed, the cabin door opened, and three tall, thin figures stepped out one after another. They did not bring any more people with them.

Yu Huai saw his senior brother Zhuge waiting for them in the distance and couldn't help but smile: "Long time no see, senior brother, how have you been?"

"Brother!!"

"Uncle Master!!"

Xian Shu and Lin Qi greeted each other politely. Their cultivation levels were close to the second level of the Reverse Rebirth Perfection. More than 20 years ago, they were invited to go down the mountain to train. Now they held high positions and their appearances had aged considerably. They were no longer the young and ambitious people they once were. However, they had many feelings upon returning to the sect.

"Let's go, little ones, let's go home."

"Your senior uncle and sect leader are waiting for you."

Zhuge Yu lightly stomped his foot, used the Shifting Scenery technique to cross the inner and outer Qi formations, and instantly brought them back to the Scripture Pavilion.

Inside the brightly lit room, two figures, one in white and one in black, sat on the floor. Their familiar profiles were as perfect as if they were unique creations in the world. Upon seeing their revered elders, Yu Huai and the other two were so excited that their eyes welled up with tears, and they all knelt on the ground.

"Disciple Yu Huai greets Martial Uncle!"

"Disciple Xianshu greets Martial Uncle!"

"Disciple Linqi greets Master!"

Unlike the other elders, whom they could still contact regularly, Jiang Mo had been traveling for twenty years. During those years of uncertainty, they could only learn about his general situation through snippets of conversation from their master.

Almost all the second-generation disciples in the sect had been taken by Jiang Mo to travel and train for a period of time to broaden their horizons. Because of this, they missed this elder who took care of them meticulously when they were young, wholeheartedly taught them cultivation methods, and helped them through the confusion of life. To them, Jiang Mo was a family member with whom they shared a bond of blood.

"I've missed you all so much since we last met."

"Arise, there is no need for formalities."

Jiang Mo turned his head to look at them, his gaze gentle. They were all getting on in years. Although they had made many achievements and were respected by others, they looked like they had suffered a lot of hardships and unspeakable grievances over the past twenty years. Their faces were covered with wrinkles, and their skin was no longer as tender and flawless as it had been when they were seven or eight years old.

"Thank you, Uncle-Master!!"

The men were deeply moved; those two simple words were more powerful than any flattery from the outside world.

They genuinely felt their elders' continued care for them, but their hearts were full of trivial things to say, yet they didn't know where to begin. They really wanted to reminisce, and several times they hesitated before speaking.

Chengzhen gestured for them to sit down, and Zhuge Yu poured hot tea for the young men to help them relax and pushed it into their hands.

As the night draws to a close, the travelers finally shed their heavy psychological burdens and the imposing image they projected while away from home. Like talkative young men, they recount to their elders the hardships they have endured over the past twenty years.

Yu Huai is in charge of supernatural events in the country. The troubles he encounters often result in serious casualties. Even he himself has brushed with death several times. Along the way, his teammates who once accompanied him have all died one after another, leaving him alone to continue.

Xian Shu's job is to deal with certain special life forms on this planet, as well as humans who have been contacted and modified by them. Some of these mysterious and highly intelligent life forms come from the depths of space, while others come from underground.

They posed an extremely high threat. Xian Shu, who had been confronting them for over twenty years, was the most exhausted. His hair had turned gray, and his skin was dull. He was completely different from the chubby, playful child he had been as a child.

His face was terribly thin, and his eyes were filled with deep sorrow when he talked about the past.

Several of his closest friends, with whom he had shared life and death, died, and he was powerless to do anything about it. Since joining the front lines, he had very little time to rest, as little as a squeezed-out sponge. The old wounds left by years of fierce fighting and the enormous work pressure made him feel like he couldn't breathe. Even though he cultivated the Reverse Life technique, he was aging quickly.

Lin Qi studies ancient civilization relics, which often keeps him extremely busy. He travels all over the country to deserts and rainforests. It seems easy, but it is still very dangerous. The ancient artifacts he excavates are either accompanied by ominous curses or contain ancient viruses. He has hardly ever encountered anything good.

"You've worked hard..."

"Little ones."

Jiang Mo felt gratified for the hardships and trials they had endured along the way. This was the path they had chosen themselves, and regardless of the outcome, their perseverance over the decades was already an extraordinary achievement.

The conversation lasted for several hours, and through their words, Jiang Mo felt as if he were there, experiencing the lives they had lived.

At four in the morning, the conversation about reminiscing came to a temporary halt. Chengzhen, understanding that they were still on a mission, allowed the group to get straight to the point.

"According to the rules, the Eight Extraordinary Techniques of the sect must be brought back. However, we have staked all our reputations on this matter and guaranteed the sect's safety. We believe that keeping them in the sect is at least safe."

"Besides, there are actually quite a few things that are more dangerous than the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. Once it gains the approval of the majority of people, this matter will be settled."

Yu Huai stated the purpose of his trip:

"Now there is only one problem to solve, which is to prevent overseas supernatural beings attracted by the Eight Extraordinary Techniques from causing chaos and casualties on a small scale within the country."

"The company and we have strict control principles for all individuals worldwide. We have the right to immediately execute anyone who is unregistered, wears a tracking electronic device, or enters another country without authorization."

"Similarly, our extraordinary beings must abide by similar agreements when they travel to other countries."

At this point, Xian Shu opened his laptop and showed it to the group.

The webpage inside was none other than the world's largest forum for people with supernatural abilities. The most popular post at the top was still the revelation that the Sanyi Sect possessed the Eight Extraordinary Skills, with nearly 20,000 views.