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

"Uncle-Master, what is the meaning of bringing this up?"

Jiang Mo made no attempt to hide anything and confessed directly:

"I once read an ancient scripture that mentioned that after the five types of insects—'Ying, Lin, Mao, Yu, and Kun'—cultivated, they absorbed the essence of the sun and moon, drank from clear springs and drank from spiritual fruits. After years of accumulating power within their bodies, they could form a core. The cores of the five types of insects and beasts also had a definite ranking in terms of strength: Ying was the strongest, Lin was next, and the remaining three were similar."

"When they cultivate to the point of perfect human form and ascend to the so-called position of immortal, their physical cultivation will increase rapidly, their bloodline will be revived, and they will awaken supernatural powers. The core that condenses the essence of their bodies will undergo a transformation and become a carrier of supernatural powers. The strength of the Kun is the first, followed by the Ying, and then the scales, fur, and feathers."

Hearing this, Lu Jin roughly guessed what his martial uncle meant and asked for instructions:

"Do you need me to dig out the cores of those five immortals for you?"

"Ah."

Jiang Mo decided the fate of those elves with a single sentence: "Remember to keep their tendons and bones. Use them to provide your senior brother Zhuge with some materials for refining weapons. Go now."

"Yes, disciple understands."

The next second, Lu Jin's figure disappeared from the spot and was also teleported to the edge of the starry sky, where he fiercely clashed with the elves who had fallen into a frenzy.

Jiang Mo stepped down, instantly traversing thousands of meters to arrive at a broken stone staircase.

"Humans! Let me out!!"

Even without a sense of smell or hearing, the moment Jiang Mo appeared, the Fallen Dragon Spirit Immortal's keen instincts quickly detected the bone-chilling danger emanating from its surroundings. It turned its head sharply, its eyes bloodshot and terrifying, exhaling billowing murderous aura.

Having been trapped for nearly a hundred years, the Fallen Dragon Immortal's consciousness was somewhat muddled and sluggish.

It harbored deep hatred, yet dared not confront Jiang Mo directly. It restrained its last shred of reason, attempting to escape this deathly prison through negotiation. The other party's methods had already left a mark of fear in its heart.

"Whether you want rare and precious materials, magical artifacts, or secret manuals, everything that Changbai Mountain has, I can give you!"

"Isn't cooperating with us better than those scumbags? They're just low-level beasts, how can they be compared to us!"

Seeing its submissive attitude, Jiang Mo smiled:

"If this were decades ago, and you had been sensible enough to beg for mercy, I might have let you go. But today... it's really not going to work. I'm saying I'll pull out your tendons and bones and use you to make soup. And that's it."

"Roar!!!"

The harsh words caused the Fallen Dragon Fairy to go berserk on the spot.

Its last shred of sanity was overwhelmed by rage, and it suddenly unleashed a deadly attack. Its Qi surged, and countless black arrows appeared in the void, raining down like a torrential downpour, forming a terrifying killing array that turned thousands of stone steps into ashes.

"No hurries."

Jiang Mo activated the Mirage Gu, completely separating his body from the current dimension, so that no matter how many arrows attacked, they could not touch his true form.

At the same time, the crimson-gold vertical line between his brows shimmered slightly, and the Soul-Breaking Curse locked onto the soul of the Fallen Dragon Immortal, unleashing countless waves of pain, brutally pouring into its soul.

In less than half a second, the black behemoth let out a shrill wail, and the brain tissue under its head began to collapse uncontrollably, causing it to almost faint from the pain.

"Boom!!!"

It was also when it was in a slump that Jiang Mo gathered Qi into a sword, the sharp Qi of the golden spear was bright and clear, as hot as flames.

He soared into the sky, his gaze fixed on the beast head of the Fallen Dragon Immortal. With a sweep of his sword, a hundred-foot-long sword light swept across the scene, as fast as thunder.

"Pfft!"

"boom!!!"

Black blood splattered, and the massive beast head died with a vengeance.

Jiang Mo then used his sword to cut open its beast bones and found a palm-sized core deep inside its head, which was bubbling with blood. He then grasped it in his hand.

The surface is covered with a unique, dense pattern, resembling ancient writing or an unknown design. The content inscribed on it is none other than the supernatural powers of the Fallen Dragon Immortal.

A spiritual immortal, who roamed the Changbai Mountains for four hundred years, saw his life's work, the culmination of his cultivation, ultimately fail as he served as a stepping stone for others.

"interesting...."

Jiang Mo had already grasped the core, and even before he began refining it, he could vaguely sense the massive amount of vitality and several distinct powers contained within it.

"Kakakaka!!!"

The true qi in his palm transformed into cold qi, instantly freezing the entire pill core. Jiang Mo then stored it in his storage pendant.

Soon after, the starry sky where the Heavenly Immortal of Tianchi was located was also brutally slaughtered.

The white snake, which had almost transformed into a dragon, was filled with hatred as it fought Jiang Mo. However, after only a few rounds, it was defeated and struck by his fist. Most of its body exploded into a bloody mist, and it died with its eyes wide open in disbelief.

Jiang Mo collected all the bones and muscles from the two immortals, while the number of spirits imprisoned in the Heavenly Kingdom was decreasing one by one.

Fifteen minutes later, they were all wiped out.

When Jiang Mo and Lu Jin walked out of the Heavenly Kingdom, they dragged one huge corpse after another into the valley. Looking at the wounded elves, Hu Tianbiao and the other immortals could not imagine what had happened inside.

"Gurgle, gurgle!!"

A huge iron pot, as Jiang Mo had instructed, had been set up, with firewood burning fiercely and water bubbles rising continuously from the surface after boiling.

"Boil them."

Jiang Mo gave one instruction and then stopped asking questions.

"Yes."

"It is an elf who answered cautiously."

The flesh and bones of the two fairies and five elves were cut, chopped, and thrown into a large pot.

The fox-faced, human-bodied spirit in charge of cooking was Hu Tianbiao's nephew. It sprinkled bucket after bucket of medicinal herbs and seasonings into the valley, and several hours later, a fresh and unique aroma filled the entire valley.

"Sir, please give it a try."

Late at night, at the main table where the banquet was held under the moon, a fawning elf brought over a bowl of warm medicinal soup.

"..."

Jiang Mo took it, brought it to his lips, took a small sip, frowned slightly, and found that the taste was not as good as he had imagined, and could even be described as ordinary.

"How is it, fellow Daoist?"

The immortals present watched eagerly. Jiang Mo was the first to drink it. Without his approval, no matter how curious or eager the other immortals were, they dared not try it on their own.

"generally."

Jiang Mo put down the soup bowl and stopped drinking.

"Why don't you guys give it a try?"

"it is good."

"Thank you, fellow Daoist."

The immortals eagerly drank it. The medicinal soup tasted bitter, but a hint of sweetness lingered on their tongues. It was barely drinkable, but far inferior to fine wine.

........

The next day.

After resting, Jiang Mo gained a deeper understanding of the physical structure of elves, which benefited him greatly. He also took advantage of the afternoon break to initially refine two spirit immortal cores and master the bloodline supernatural powers residing within them.

As evening fell, the second transformation experiment began.

This time, the target was the White Snake Immortal. Jiang Mo helped it transform into human form. With the experience from the first time, the process was even faster than expected, and it was completed in just two days.

"Thank you... thank you, fellow Daoist!!"

The awakened immortal was overjoyed, as if reborn, and was so excited that he was incoherent and immediately bowed down in worship.

"go out."

"Call the next person."

Jiang Mo smiled slightly and didn't say anything more. He planned to take advantage of his abundant energy to help all the immortals transform into human form at once.

"Alright!!" The White Snake Immortal did as he instructed.

As Jiang Mo refined more and more spirits, he collected all nine types of spirit body structure characteristics, which took three weeks.

Among them, the true forms of the immortals are: spirit fox, brown bear, three golden toads, white snake, red spider, golden monkey, centipede, weasel, and mountain scorpion.

On April 8th, having gained some insights, Jiang Mo prepared to leave and return to his sect for seclusion.

Before his departure, he specially crafted nine talismans containing the true power of transformation, and handed them to the immortals, instructing them:

"In the years to come, I may not return to the North. It will be difficult to meet again. No one can predict what the future holds. You may not be able to find me in the mortal world."

"I've left you some talismans. When you're ready, tear them apart. Your current human forms will be like ropes that have been untied from a dead knot, and you'll slowly revert to your true forms within half a day."

"Fellow Daoist! We will never forget such a great kindness."

The immortals did not accept the talisman, but instead knelt down to express their gratitude. The old mountain scorpion was even moved to tears, for to it, the person before it had given it a second life.

"Everyone takes what he needs."

"You are all seniors, and such a grand gesture is too much for a junior like me. I hope that your cultivation will be smooth and successful in the future, and that you will go far in your studies."

A slight smile appeared on Jiang Mo's lips. With a gentle flick of his sleeve, nine talismans floated into their hands.

"See you again if we are destined."

After speaking, he formed a hand seal, stopped exchanging pleasantries, and used the "Human World Within Reach" technique, transforming himself and Lu Jin into a sky full of shimmering white light, disappearing into the vast天地 (heaven and earth) in an instant.

"Congratulations, fellow Taoist!"

"Respectfully bidding farewell to the Venerable Xuanzun!"

The nine immortals spoke in unison, their hearts filled with a mixture of emotions: reluctance, regret, and admiration.

Chapter 336 The New Era: The Number of Extraordinary People Surges

Night fell, and the silvery moonlight enveloped the entire Sanyi Gate, creating a serene and peaceful atmosphere. Suddenly, a blinding white light shone from the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository.

After a 26-day journey, Jiang Mo and Lu Jin returned to their sect.

"Grand Master, Master."

The disciple on night watch froze on the spot, then immediately greeted him respectfully. He was a chubby little boy with a pale face, Zhuge Yu's grand-disciple, named Li Yan.

"It's late, go and get some rest."

Jiang Mo dismissed the child. With his Qi network covering the entire sect, he could clearly sense that Zhuge Yu and Chengzhen were in seclusion, so he did not inquire further.

"Grand Tutor, Master Lu, this disciple will take his leave now. You two should rest early."

"it is good."

After he left, Jiang Mo sat down on the ground, took out his tablet and phone, and charged them.

"Uncle-Master, let me make you some tea to help you relax. Please wait a moment."

Seeing that Jiang Mo hadn't rested for three weeks in a row, Lu Jin was a little worried, so she decided to prepare a pot of hot tea to nourish his spirit and replenish his energy for him.

"Okay, I'll go cleanse myself first and come back later."

Jiang Mo slowly walked downstairs, returned to his bedroom, took off his black robe, and took a hot shower. His body relaxed, but his mind was still processing all the information he had gained.

a long time.

Shower finished.

Jiang Mo, dressed in snow-white clothes, returned to the fourth floor of the Scripture Pavilion, opened his tablet, and prepared to check recent events.

More than half a month has passed. I wonder how the promotion of G1 reagent is going?

With a "buzz!" vibration, Lu Jin restarted his phone. Located in the deep forest cave in the northeast, there was a special restriction that shielded electromagnetic signals, causing it to lose contact with the outside world.

As soon as he opened it, he was greeted by a dense array of messages and missed calls, from the Celestial Master's Mansion, his company, and his fellow disciples Yu Huai and Xian Shu. Looking at the text on the screen, Lu Jin fell silent, deep in thought.

"Grrrrrrrr!"

"Uncle-Master, come here."

Lu Jin brought tea to Jiang Mo and said, "While we were away, Yu Huai..."

"Jingle Bell!!!"

He was just about to report on recent events when his phone vibrated. It was a call from his junior brother, who was thousands of miles away.

"beep--"

Lu Jin pressed the answer button and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Senior brother, I just saw you log into the communication channel. I happened to be awake, so I wanted to ask you if your uncle is with you?"