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

In ancient times, there was a being with two souls in one body who committed theft. Confident in his intelligence, he switched between his two consciousnesses, chanting incantations. Then, he was suddenly struck down by the heavens and his soul was blasted away, never to be reincarnated again.

"There's no need for you to incantation; this old man can do it himself..."

Ke Yue said respectfully, without hesitation, and recited in a loud voice:

"Heaven and Earth, Sun and Moon, Mountains and Rivers, unite my heart and soul, my vows are true, through the ages, may Heaven punish and Earth destroy, wherever my will leads..."

The complete mantra has nearly a thousand characters. Ke Yue's heart was as still as water as he continuously chanted it. In the darkness, he formed a subtle connection with the entire world, and an invisible great power transformed into shackles, firmly binding him.

The four sect leaders of Duchen Sect, Yaochi Yinque, Penglai Island, and Fangzhang Academy stared wide-eyed, their eyes even appearing somewhat empty and bewildered, so angry they were about to grind their teeth to powder.

That old devil was decisive; in order to sever ties, he was the first to surrender, which caused them great suffering.

Especially Ying Rulu, who was filled with anxiety, dared not utter this oath. The retribution for deceiving Heaven would be severe, not to mention for him, even the founder of a sect would die if he were to fall for it.

After a long silence, Ke Yue, who was unharmed, took a deep breath and silently bowed to Jiang Mo once more.

"Okay, please sit down first. I will revise the terms accordingly."

Jiang Mo wasn't determined to drive this sect to its doom. He turned to Ying Shoulu, and seeing the unease in the other's eyes, slowly said:

"Two paths, you choose."

“1. I will swear the same oath as that old man: if I am punished by the heavens, I will slaughter your entire family and destroy your lineage; if we are at peace, it is because I misunderstood you. I will halve the terms and personally apologize to you.”

"2. Prepare everything that needs to be prepared, except for the Boundary Breaker, double everything else."

"what?!"

Ying Shoulu's expression was as ugly as if he were mourning.

Either of these two paths would cost him his life.

The former would expose his lies and even implicate the entire sect;

The latter condition is doubled; whether or not he can produce it is another matter. If he does produce it, the senior monk who has been in seclusion will find out and will surely skin him alive.

"how?"

Are you lying to me? Or are you unwilling to choose?

Jiang Mo continued to exert pressure, his words cold and indifferent, making Ying Shoulu feel like he couldn't breathe.

"I wouldn't dare...I wouldn't dare! Venerable Master, please spare this old man!"

"I am willing to atone for my sins! I am willing to atone for my sins!"

"three?"

"two?"

Seeing that the old ghost was pretending to be stupid, Jiang Mo immediately decided to kill him.

"2!!!"

"I choose 2!!"

Driven to the brink of despair, Ying Shoulu's psychological defenses crumbled, forcing him to make a painful decision, his heart bleeding.

"..."

Jiang Mo sighed in disappointment again, reached for the teacup on the table, clenched his fist, and threw it at Ying Shoulu's face, saying with exasperation:

Why didn't you say so earlier?

"A stupid thing that insists on enduring hardship."

Chapter 427 Makes No Secret of His Thoughts to Kill and Destroy the Entire Clan

After the penance agreements were written, Jiang Mo distributed them to the five people, and despite the restrictions imposed by the incantation, he still gave them a warning:

"Don't expect to get away with sending something incomplete or flawed."

"Let alone making you swear oaths of truth, it's inevitable that the stubborn factions within the sect will be reluctant to part with them and will try to pass off inferior ones. If I discover this, there's nothing more to say. You know the consequences."

Bai Yiji of Penglai, with a bitter expression, nodded in response:

"Yes... Venerable Xuan, we dare not be negligent."

Standing there, Baili Qifeng, looking utterly dejected, hesitated before asking, "Has news of your return reached our sect's elders?"

"After all, you want far too much. Even as the head of the academy, I cannot make decisions on my own and allocate those resources."

In the Abbot's Academy, besides the headmaster, there are nine highly respected elders and two candidates for headmaster.

Often, decisions involving important matters of the sect require discussion among all 12 people.

Moreover, the spellbooks, magical artifacts, and rare treasures were guarded by different elders. It was impossible for Baili Qifeng to secretly siphon off most of the sect's accumulated wealth over the years while keeping it from them.

Not only him, but the other four sects were the same, and their leaders all looked at Jiang Mo with hesitation and confusion.

They were unsure whether the Demon Lord would continue to hide, just like this time, and launch a surprise attack from behind, catching the heroes off guard.

It was only after they had fallen to this state that everyone understood why the four sects, who had a blood feud with the Sanyi Sect, were so cautious, hiding in the secret realm from beginning to end, unmoved by the rumors from the outside world. It was just a matter of a single thought, which shows the difference in their levels.

"Whether you hide it or not is not important. Just tell your elders and disciples to keep their mouths shut."

"As for my whereabouts, there's no need for them to expose them."

Jiang Mo allowed them to clarify things when they communicated internally.

The fact that he killed nine demon kings and four sect leaders cannot be kept secret. No matter how hard he tries to keep quiet, some cunning demon kings and high-ranking human officials will still guess that he returned safely.

"Go down, I'll give you time to make the contact."

"You should abide by the rules and stay."

Jiang Mo waved his hand, as if shooing away flies, to make those old ghosts leave.

"Mysterious Venerable... what are your instructions?"

In the empty hall, after everyone else had left, Ying Shoulu felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, looking somewhat strained. He was terrified of being extorted, and even his voice lacked confidence.

"Let's talk about the Spirit Forging Sect."

Jiang Mo smiled slightly, giving Ying Shoulu no time to react, and went straight to the point:

"I won't take your people. After all these years, you've probably all become one. I just want those people to forge a magic weapon for me."

"..."

When Ying Shoulu heard the news, his pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, and his heart pounded. His premonition was right; it was indeed this matter.

"You...you said that I am not sure if those gentlemen can make it...therefore I dare not make a promise to you."

"The Longevity Ritual".

"!!!"

In an instant, Ying Shoulu's heart was filled with turmoil, and the muscles on his face stiffened instantly. He felt his scalp tingle as he thought of the Demon Lord's methods.

The so-called Longevity Ritual is considered one of the most deadly magical artifacts in history, and it is also a trump card that many secret realms fight tooth and nail to seize. Its function is to graft two secret realms, directly draining the spiritual energy of the weaker one and letting the stronger one inherit it.

The Spirit Forging Sect once had its forging method. He didn't know if it had been lost, but for magic weapons of this level, apart from the top sects who could possess them without risk, they were hot potatoes for other forces. Yaochi Yinque didn't even dare to think about it, for fear of getting burned.

Seeing the old man's changed expression, as if facing a formidable enemy, Jiang Mo couldn't help but smile:

"Oh, are you so afraid of me?"

"Mysterious Venerable One, what...what do you need this for?!"

Ying Shoulu was extremely flustered and regretted it deeply.

If they were to actually create the 'Longevity Ritual', there would be countless people throughout the world who would want to kill their sect. It's even possible that the Demon Lord might turn around and attack them instead.

"Kill people, destroy the sect, and fundamentally dismantle a secret realm."

Jiang Mo spoke frankly, saying that apart from the secret realm he promised to the Yue brothers, Yue Min and Yue Li, he planned to incorporate all the secret realms he would attack next into the Trinity Secret Realm whenever he had the time.

After learning of the Demon Lord's intentions, Ying Shoulu dared to ask:

"Then... then your target shouldn't be here, right?"

"The Gate of Creation, the Palace of Stepping into the Void, the Ninefold Mountain, the Palace of Bliss, the Gate of Intercepting Heaven, the Ancient Spring Ruins, the Lake of Longevity, and the Mountain of Refining Souls—none of them can escape."

Jiang Mo smiled calmly and spoke gently, soothing Ying Shoulu's panic:

"If I wanted to take action, I would have dragged you there before we even discussed it. Do you think you could stop me if I tried to seize things by force?"

"..."

The answer is self-evident; one should abide by the rules and sigh in despair.

"But if we build it, we might face the annihilation of our entire family!"

"You don't know? We have it now."

Jiang Mo's words were concise and to the point, showing little leniency towards Yaochi Yinque.

It doesn't matter if the Boundary-Breaking Shuttle is missing; with Yue Min around, we'll be able to break through sooner or later.

As for the longevity ritual, it is optional, except that it lacks an intermediate process.

Similarly, after conquering the eight major sects, Jiang Mo could activate his true technique, using himself as a vessel to devour all the spiritual energy of that secret realm, and then use it to nourish the Three Ones Secret Realm.

However, this method is slow, time-consuming, and requires him to maintain it continuously, making it inconvenient for him to withdraw. But in terms of effectiveness, it is actually not much different. The only cost is that he has to sacrifice his freedom for more than ten or even several decades.

Jiang Mo's indifference brought Ying Shoulu's long-suppressed anger to the brink of explosion.

From the moment they left until now, the other party has never taken Yaochi Yinque seriously, treating them as mere stepping stones that could be destroyed at any time.

Even a clay figure has a temper, let alone Ying Shoulu, a supreme leader who should be able to look down on others. He was so angry that his body trembled slightly, his chest heaved noticeably, veins bulged on his forehead, and his hands under his sleeves clenched tightly, as if he wanted to crush his fingers.

Jiang Mo stared at the scene without interfering, letting him make his own choice.

One minute...

Five minutes...

ten minutes......

Gradually, his clenched fist loosened, but Ying Shoulu still didn't dare to cross that final step. His heart ached, and he spoke with pain and inner turmoil:

"I'll ask around for what you need."

"If I am fortunate enough to create it, I have two conditions: first, you must not use it on us; second, you must protect us and ensure our safety. So that we may have some security and a place to live, I humbly request the Venerable Master to recite the true words."

“If you do not agree, I am afraid I cannot comply. The two paths you have given me are no different from death. We have chosen them, and it is only a matter of time.”

They should abide by the law and make a firm decision, without making any compromises or concessions on the bottom line. Without strong protection, they absolutely cannot withstand the consequences of the Longevity Ritual appearing in the world.

After a moment's consideration, Jiang Mo replied:

"Condition one is possible, but condition two is impossible."

“I can’t watch over you every second, but if your family is wiped out, and I know who did it, I can wipe out your family and go back to do it.”

"We must keep the matter of the Longevity Ritual a secret. There may not be many people who know about it. However, if anyone dares to make things difficult for you because of the Longevity Ritual, I will not stand idly by when I receive a request for help. Other grudges, revenge, and conflicts of interest are not included here. The above is on the premise that Yaochi must not betray Sanyi or fail to report any knowledge of the matter. Otherwise, all agreements will be void."

".....good."

Ying Shoulu agreed, his voice hoarse and his heart weary, as if he had aged many years in an instant.

"I humbly request the Venerable One to recite the true incantation."

"Let's talk about it after you've created the longevity device."

According to the Supreme One's memories, Jiang Mo knew that forging that magical artifact would take at least four or five years, or even eight or nine years, unless it was already in existence. He was just making some preparations in advance. Yaochi was a backup plan. He guessed that the eight major sects he was about to attack might have this thing.

Especially the Paradise Palace, the Creation Gate, the Sky-Stepping Hall, and the Ninefold Mountain, 1,700 years ago, they wanted to intercept the spiritual energy of the Three Ones Secret Realm because the lifespan of the secret realm was exhausted, and they most likely possessed the Longevity Instrument.

In later generations, the Bixuan Temple was destroyed, leaving many unanswered questions.

Jiang Mo learned from Cheng Zhen that the historical records provided by the Flying Immortal Sect stated that the attack on the San Yi Sect was carried out by the other five sects, and that there were other participants who were hidden very well and could not be identified.

If it was indeed their doing, then the Longevity Ritual is in the hands of the Four Sects, and they just happened to capture it in this attack.

Ying Shoulu stared blankly, then sighed silently:

“Alright, once it’s made, I will definitely inform you. At that time, I will make a pact with you, and the longevity device will be placed elsewhere. Once the pact is finalized, I will hand it over to you.”

"Ah."

Jiang Mo reached an agreement with him and then told him to step down and prepare properly.

Inside the deserted palace, only Jiang Mo and Yue Li remained. The old man seemed somewhat downcast, sitting blankly in his seat, lost in some kind of memory.