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

Where did he go in that vague and ominous future?

Did they lose despite their best efforts?

Jiang Mo couldn't believe it. He silently got up, pushed open the door, and walked towards the Scripture Pavilion, deciding to have a talk with You Sha.

Chapter 327 The Immortal Clan's Invitation, The Feast of the Six Treasuries and the Spirit Binding

Is that the world you see?

Inside the third floor of the Scripture Pavilion, after listening to Jiang Mo's description, You Sha seemed thoughtful. Her slender right hand then left his wrist, and based on the empty magical energy fluctuations within him, she made a judgment:

"It's not a reversal of fate, but your dream."

"Two incredibly similar worlds, the complexity of traveling back and forth is like finding a needle in a haystack. Without spacetime positioning equipment and specific incantations, it's impossible for you to successfully travel there and return safely."

"In addition, whether it is an ordinary person, an extraordinary person, or a highly intelligent life form other than humans, there are certain patterns in which they create dreams during their sleep, allowing their consciousness to linger within them."

"As for the future you see, it should be the result of the combined effect of your subconscious mind and soul. This omen may be manifested in the form of a dream because your body is far stronger than that of ordinary known life forms."

You Sha's analysis was quite detailed. She noticed that Jiang Mo seemed worried, and a gentle smile curved her lips slightly.

“A long time ago, I read a magic manual. I still can’t deny the views mentioned in it. The sage said that the unique effect of dreams on humans is that they can briefly enter the fourth dimension from the three-dimensional space and see the development of fate and all things in the world.”

"Of course, this is something that only magicians with extremely high attainments in the field of dreams can achieve. For ordinary people, the most typical example is dreaming of appearing in an unfamiliar place, and upon waking up, the memory is blurred and sealed away, until one day they suddenly realize that it is as if they have been there before."

Having said that, she swirled the coffee cup in her hand, took a small sip, her eyes serene, and asked Jiang Mo:

"Do you need me to go and take a look for you?"

"For reference, is the world that is closest to the future reality the same as what you saw in your dream? The preparation time for the magic ritual and materials is 2 days."

"No need..."

Jiang Mo declined her offer. His brow furrowed slightly, a hint of hesitation in his eyes, and he blurted out:

"As you know, at my level, or with the divination skills of someone like Little Zhuge, it's impossible to foresee news involving major changes in the world's trajectory."

"The whole world is rejecting me from making contact; it will do everything it can to stop me. It's some kind of mysterious force that maintains order."

"Even if I break through the underlying logic buried deep in the real world, let's just call it the law of nature, the information I forcibly obtain through direct or indirect means is not necessarily true."

"Because once I can do that, it means that the fate of all living beings will be at my mercy, like the strings of a puppet."

"The ever-changing world has since become a stagnant pool. What goes up must come down. From the moment I tried to reach the future and interfere with the world's trajectory, destruction was inevitable."

"......"

You Sha remained silent, letting out a quiet sigh. She understood Jiang Mo's meaning and could see his weariness.

It's not just domestic practitioners who face this problem; some overseas prophets and practitioners who attempt to foresee the future, control their destiny, and manipulate things related to themselves to their advantage also encounter this dilemma.

The root cause of all this lies in the fact that the power they have painstakingly cultivated is indeed so powerful that it can shake the course of the world, thus incurring the world's rejection. This is what is known as "deceiving the heavens and incurring divine retribution." Losing one's lifespan is considered a light punishment; if one is not careful, one will either perish on the spot or gradually die amidst the karmic calamities brought about by various misfortunes.

In the early 1980s, Zhuge Yu achieved great success in his own Wuhou Qimen Dunjia, and he gained a new understanding of the composition of the world. He took the initiative to share this with his teachers and mentioned that the world is a huge Qi system composed of countless smaller Qi systems. To live within a Qi system, one must obey certain naturally formed laws. The good and evil deeds between people are the different Qi systems performing their respective duties, all in accordance with nature.

The actions of certain extraordinary individuals who glimpse the future are merely small-scale schemes within the larger picture. Their attempt to overthrow the Heavenly Gang and control the Great Qi of Heaven and Earth is a result of the development trend, and their destruction is in line with this trend.

"So what do you plan to do? Gather your strength and wait for the world to change?"

"Um......"

"It's time to go out for a walk."

Jiang Mo's current cultivation level is at the sixth level of the Profound Fate Realm. There is still a long way to go before he can advance to the next level. Having achieved great success in martial arts, he has pushed his combat power to its most flawless state within his limited realm.

However, this alone might not be enough. Rather than staying in the sect and working in isolation, it would be better to go out and explore.

"Where?"

"Undecided."

Jiang Mo replied calmly. When he said this, he had considered that New York City, with the advent of the G1, would soon become the most glorious and dazzling city in history.

Countless humans have broken free from the shackles of their genes and discovered the primal power of life.

He plans to cross to the other side to witness its splendor and see if a sufficiently large number of awakened samples will give rise to a group of extraordinary evolvers.

Unfortunately, it's too early. Even if we go there, we'll only encounter a group of evolved beings who have just broken free from their genetic shackles, so there's not much value in exploring them.

Furthermore, given the scene he saw in his dream—those monsters lying dead for thousands of meters—it made him think of a better place to go.

This world is not only inhabited by humans. In the deep wilderness of the northern frontier, in the famous mountains and rivers, there are many unknown species that have also cast hopeful glances toward the human world.

Perhaps it's time to give them a visit...

Just as he was lost in thought, a clear, ethereal voice came from in front of him.

"Since you have no destination, I wish you all the best, Master."

More than seventy years have passed, and she still calls him that; it has become a habit.

You Sha brought the coffee in her cup to her lips, tilted her head back slightly, and drank it all in one gulp, bidding farewell to her old friend and silently offering her blessings.

"Thank you."

Jiang Mo left with those words, without further pleasantries.

Yu Sha rested her chin on her hand and watched them leave, a helpless, bitter smile on her lips. The cup of coffee that had been on the other person's table remained untouched, wisps of white steam rising into the air.

This person doesn't drink alcohol or coffee.

"How utterly clueless about romance!"

The woman's murmurs, seemingly to herself, vanished in an instant within the dimly lit attic.

.......

The next day, afternoon.

Inside the Qingxin Hall, Jiang Mo wrote a letter by hand, outlining his plans to travel to the northern frontier. He entrusted the letter to Lu Lin and instructed him to give it to Chengzhen, who was about to leave the pass.

Ever since being spied on while browsing data on the dark web, Jiang Mo no longer trusts the electronic devices he possesses. While such communication methods are convenient and fast, they have a fatal flaw: the uploaded data is at risk of being secretly stolen.

He prefers handwritten letters to text messages.

Seeing the words is like seeing the person. Finally, Jiang Mo placed a restriction on the surface of the envelope, which could only be opened by the Qi of the recipient.

At the same time, Lu Jin, who was by his side, felt his phone vibrate. He answered it, heard the message on the other end, frowned in surprise, and gave a few simple replies.

"good....."

"Please convey my gratitude to the kind people in your hall. I will ask my uncle for his opinion."

Lu Jin put down her phone and immediately looked at Jiang Mo:

"Uncle-Master, in three days, a certain immortal from the Northeast will be celebrating his birthday and wishes to invite you to attend. What do you think...?"

"Those that the Gao family worships?"

Jiang Mo asked subconsciously, after all, not long ago they had rescued a girl from the Gao family, and when they met with Gao Lian, the person in charge of the company's northeast region, it seemed that something inside the other party was watching them. Now that he thought about it, it must be them.

“Yes.” Lu Jin nodded.

"You can go, just prepare a gift."

Jiang Mo was planning to travel to the primeval forests of the northern frontier to meet the mountain spirits and see how much they had evolved over hundreds of years, so he naturally wouldn't refuse the invitation to the birthday banquet.

"Alright, don't worry, I will take care of everything."

..........

As the days ticked by, news about the G1 evolution reagent wasn't completely blocked in China, but rather its dissemination was restricted. Only a small number of ordinary people knew about it and didn't take it seriously, initially thinking it was fabricated by some unscrupulous media outlet.

Overseas, extraordinary individuals and wealthy and powerful people from all over the world flocked to the site, eager to buy Behemoth injections as soon as they were sold to experience their effects. The entire city of New York was packed with people, and many local residents were also thrilled.

On March 12, Behemoth announced that it had prepared 30 million G1 reagents. Many demons lurking in the city could hardly contain their growing appetite and began to prey on some Inhumans.

On the same night, in the royal bunker of an eastern country across the ocean, chilling laughter rang out unrestrainedly and wildly. It was a feast for the devils, and it was no different for them.

The gaunt old man in black robes conspired with the elders of the Wang family to devour people and souls through the Six Treasures, creating a large number of extraordinary individuals who would soon be born, providing them with an opportunity for rapid advancement in their cultivation.

"Old friend, congratulations! You have enough materials to refine the Demon General this time."

The old man who cultivated the Six Treasuries and Wind God said this with a look of great pleasure on his face. He was the murderer who attacked the Quanzhen Sect and seized the Tongtian Talisman half a year ago.

"Isn't it the same for you?"

"The land there is teeming with prey. With your Six Treasuries complete, it will be just around the corner. Moreover, with Feng Hou's assistance, the day when we storm the Celestial Master's Mansion is not far off."

The Wang family elder had a sinister expression and a cold smile. He exuded an evil and twisted aura. His long-term consumption of spirits had affected the essence of his soul, which in turn made his appearance less and less human.

"My ability to control spirits has its limits. If I consume too much, I will become a demon. I will not be greedy on this trip to New York. I will only gather enough materials for three high-level demon generals and then return. I still need Brother Ren's help."

Upon hearing this, the old man in black clapped his hands and laughed: "Good!"

"Three high-ranking demon generals, plus two immortals, making a total of seven supreme grandmasters including you and me."

"Once the G1 reagent is introduced into the country, and a storm brews, it will be the best time to attack the Celestial Master's Mansion. No matter how capable Zhang Zhiwei is, he can't stop us from slaughtering the entire Longhu Mountain!"

"Ah."

The Wang family elder snorted coldly: "I've already arranged the flight. We'll depart tomorrow morning. His carefree days at the Celestial Master's Mansion are coming to an end."

Chapter 328 Departure to the Northeast, Arrival at the Ancestral Land of the Shamanic Immortals

The birthday of the immortal in the Gao family of Northeast China is the sixth day of the second lunar month, which is March 3.14th, the day before Behemoth sold the G1 reagent.

On the evening of March 3.13th, Lu Jin prepared congratulatory gifts as instructed by his martial uncle, and even went to ask the old man of the Gao family about the relevant taboos.

The so-called immortals are not gods in the true sense, but rather a respectful term used by disciples of the shamanic lineage to refer to animals and spirits who have achieved success in their cultivation and are on good terms with humans.

The bodies and souls of immortals are extremely powerful, possessing all sorts of incredible supernatural abilities, much like humans cultivate Qi and practice magic. Moreover, they have long lifespans, slumbering in their respective mountain peaks and generally not moving around easily.

The human families who worship them usually invite the 'deities' to possess them, but what they receive is only an incomplete soul. The two benefit each other: humans use this to solve problems beyond their control, while the deities accumulate merit, absorb incense offerings, and improve their cultivation.

In Northeast China, the most common types of shamanic practitioners include "Hu, Huang, Chang, and Mang" plus "Qingfeng and Yanhun";

Hu - fox, Huang - weasel, Chang - snake, Mang - python, none of these four are human, only Qingfeng Yanhun is a ghost immortal cultivated by humans;

The male is like a gentle breeze, and the female is like a wisp of smoke. Their bodies decay into dust, but their souls grow stronger through generations of secret cultivation techniques or by chance, thus allowing them to remain in the mortal world for a considerable period of time.

In terms of ability, these ghost immortals who lack physical bodies, like Qingfeng and Yanhun, are slightly inferior to the immortals.

In addition, the three mountain ranges in the Northeast region—the Greater Khingan Mountains, the Lesser Khingan Mountains, and the Changbai Mountains—are home to countless mountain spirits, each with slightly different cultivation methods.

Immortals, a class of beings, accumulate merit and absorb offerings in order to continuously transform themselves.

Those born of nature disdain human beliefs, consuming the essence of the sun and moon, flowers, fruits, and springs. They dwell beneath the earth's veins, nurturing their physical bodies, like water dripping on stone, enduring the years, with the goal of breaking free from the shackles of the physical body and roaming freely in the vast world.

The two are simply different paths, not superior or inferior. However, the standard for measuring their strength is the same: to cultivate a flawless human body and truly transform one's life form is to be powerful.

Similar to certain cultivators within the supernatural community, they are obsessed with fusing the bloodlines of various species, shedding their mortal forms, and transforming into another life form.

Invited, Jiang Mo and Lu Jin left the mountain. They rode the wind and traveled thousands of miles north, arriving at the Gao family in the Northeast at 8 p.m. sharp.

The person in charge of receiving them was none other than the patriarch of the Gao family, Gao Youming, who was of the same generation as Lu Jin and was Gao Lian's father. He was an ordinary man who devoted himself to the war in turbulent times and whose life was full of ups and downs.

He wore a festive red shirt, with frosty hair and snow-white eyebrows. His eyes shone brightly and were not cloudy. He was neither a qi cultivator nor a shaman. At over a hundred years old, he was still full of energy and did not need the support of the Gao family's descendants to walk.

Upon seeing the two tall, slender figures, one in white and one in black, approaching, the old master of the Gao family slowly stepped forward and warmly greeted them:

"Junior Gao Youming respectfully welcomes Senior Jiang. My humble abode is honored by your presence. Please take a seat!"

"Brother Lu, you've arrived? Come in quickly, come in with me and let's catch up. We owe you a lot for what happened to Shan'er last time."

"You're welcome."

Jiang Mo smiled faintly and asked, "We're not late, are we?"

"No, you're joking. Please."

Old Master Gao led Jiang Mo and Lu Jin into the hall, ordering the butler to brew the finest Da Hong Pao tea and bring out various snacks to entertain them. The bustling crowd around them, whether the younger generation of the Gao family or the middle-aged uncles and elders in their forties and fifties, all showed deep respect in their eyes.

Jiang Mo.

In the past century, the most accomplished extraordinary person in the country is like a celestial being, whose brilliance shines like the sun in the sky, surpassing the founders of all schools. In the present era, he is absolutely unique, and no matter how amazing other extraordinary people are, they all pale in comparison to him.

Even a chance to meet once was enough to excite many of the direct descendants of the Gao family.

If it weren't for the elders stopping them and making them observe proper etiquette, the younger generation would have all wanted to go over and say hello, ask for autographs, take photos, and so on. They would have been so proud of themselves, and once the news spread in the industry, who wouldn't be envious?

Inside the hall, Jiang Mo chatted briefly with Old Master Gao. It was learned that this birthday banquet was the 300th birthday of the immortal 'Hu Tianbiao' worshipped in the clan. In the past, it was held once every twenty years for peace and quiet. Each time, the spirits of the mountains were invited as guests, making it very lively. The venue was not in the human realm, but in a blessed land deep in the Greater Khingan Mountains.

Even within the Gao family, apart from Old Master Gao, only Gao Lian and a few elderly clan elders were qualified to attend. The rest of the clan members stayed at home, burning incense and making offerings, holding a family banquet, and congratulating the immortals on their birthdays.