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

"Will I be able to too?"

Chengzhen immediately realized that although his cultivation level was still at the second level of the Profound Life Realm, he had refined too much of the Demon King's essence blood and already possessed combat power far exceeding this level, comparable to the fourth level of the Profound Life Realm. He would most likely not be able to escape the suppression.

"Yes, but if you tone it down a bit, you'll be fine. Come here."

"Oh." Chengzhen stepped forward.

Jiang Mo's large hand descended, stroking the top of his head, suppressing his cultivation level, causing it to plummet from the peak of the second level of the Profound Fate Realm to the initial stage of the first level.

"Hey, what kind of experience are you talking about?"

"Is the plan to send us to the Southern Frontier? Could it be that old monster?" Zhuge Yu asked suspiciously.

"That counts as part of it. His Gu worms are very rare. I'll give you some. There are also other trials... to meet our sect's elders."

"Huh?!" The two were completely bewildered.

“That man is named Chongyan. He dominates the northern frontier and has great ambitions. In terms of seniority, he is even higher than my master. His strength should not be underestimated. You must not be careless.”

Jiang Mo didn't beat around the bush and recounted the past events to them in general terms, repeatedly reminding them to be careful.

"Then, Uncle-Master, shall we stay until after midnight tonight?" Chengzhen suggested.

"Why?" Jiang Mo asked, puzzled.

"Your birthday is tomorrow, have you forgotten?"

Chengzhen smiled and said, "Senior Brother Changqing and everyone else are preparing in the kitchen. They've prepared a lot of dishes, including your longevity noodles."

"Even if we set off, there's no rush, is there? Let's celebrate for you first."

"Is that so...? Birthday."

Jiang Mo murmured calmly. With his cultivation level, it wouldn't be difficult for him to deduce the original birth time of this physical body, but he had never tried to deduce it. His birthday was actually the day he joined the sect.

For a moment, he was in a daze, recalling many past days, and warm scenes appeared before his eyes. After a long while, he finally said, "Okay."

"Then let's eat everyone's longevity noodles before we set off... It's just that Senior Brother, Xiao Lu, Sheng Sheng, and Li Qing are not here. If they were all here, that would be great."

Jiang Mo couldn't help but feel a little emotional; the person he had mentioned was still in seclusion.

"Dong Dong Dong!!"

Just as Chengzhen was about to respond, he heard footsteps behind him. It was Zhuge Yu's fat apprentice, Sun Liyan, who came to report.

"Master, Grand Master, Grand Uncle, people from the Celestial Master's Mansion, Tang Clan, Lü Family, and Wanxiang Hall have arrived outside the mountain gate. They say they are here to celebrate Grand Uncle's birthday and have brought several large carts of birthday gifts."

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Zhuge Yu and Chengzhen were both stunned. This came without any warning and was too abrupt. What surprised them the most was that Wanxiangtang, which had been almost out of contact and had no news, was also in the birthday celebration queue.

"Uncle-Master, do you think we need backup?"

After all, it was Jiang Mo's birthday, and Chengzhen didn't dare to let anyone in without permission when it came to outsiders' birthday wishes.

"Since you are a guest, please take you to the main hall."

"Yes, I'll go right away."

With Jiang Mo's permission, Li Yan hurriedly went to meet him.

"Wait, little one, just go to the main hall and prepare some tea. You don't need to go down the mountain."

Zhuge Yu gave an order.

"Yes, I understand, Master."

.......

Outside the mountain gate, before more than a thousand stone steps, gazing at the mist-shrouded peaks and the palaces that appeared and disappeared, the people who had come south from the capital showed awe in their eyes.

Lu Ci, Gao Mei, Tian Jinzhong, and Zhang Chulan, several young men and women from Wanxiangtang, were prominently featured.

There were also some high-ranking officials from the nine ministries and the Security Council's guards standing around. Behind them, there were rows of large trucks loaded with rare and exotic treasures, lined up like a long dragon.

In addition, many camps were also set up in the nearby mountains, with refugees fleeing from disaster, emerging martial arts forces, and envoys from the fiefdoms of various demon kings. The scene was a mixed bag, but it was eerily peaceful. No one dared to cause trouble or destroy a single tree.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, suddenly, the gray barrier revealed a passage, from which came a magnetic middle-aged man's voice.

"Come in, your martial uncle is waiting for you."

"Good! It's been a long time, Junior Brother Zhuge."

The white-haired Tian Jinzhong sighed deeply. He recognized the voice as that of his old friend Zhuge Yu, who had helped him uncover the truth about his murder years ago. He immediately stepped forward.

The crowd followed and entered one after another. The moment their bodies entered the magic array and their feet hadn't even landed, they felt the surrounding scenery blur, and then they arrived in an ancient hall. Jiang Mo was sitting in the seat directly in front of them, along with several members of the Sanyi Sect.

"Master Jiang, how have you been? On behalf of my senior brother and the Celestial Master's Mansion, I extend my greetings to you."

Upon meeting, Tian Jinzhong clasped his hands and bowed deeply. To him, this was the elder he respected most, besides his parents and master.

The others were still lost in thought; the Xuanzun was almost an immortal, his aura completely devoid of any earthly concerns.

"Jinzhong, sit down."

When Jiang Mo saw his old friend again, he smiled and waved for him to sit down in the seat on the right.

"Hey, here it comes, here it comes."

Tian Jinzhong smiled broadly and strode forward, looking remarkably energetic. Thanks to the revival of his spiritual energy, he has been getting younger and younger in recent years.

“Lu Ci of the Lu family, along with his juniors Lu Gong and Lu Nianshuang, have come to offer their birthday wishes to Elder Jiang.”

"Gao Mei of the Tang Clan, along with her disciples Sun An and Zhang Yuying, have come to offer their birthday wishes to Clan Leader Jiang."

"Shi Fengye of Wanxiang Hall, along with his junior brothers Yun Qing and Yue Xu, and his junior sister Wan Ning, have come to offer their birthday wishes to Xuanzun."

Those present greeted them and were invited to take their seats.

There are slight differences, but those who are familiar with Jiang Mo and have old acquaintances with him still address him as before.

The young disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Hall addressed the Venerable Master with utmost respect, not daring to overstep the bounds in the slightest, appearing uneasy and anxious, for fear of losing their manners.

"Young friends, who are you, my old friend Ji Yuqian?"

Jiang Mo asked softly. He had a deep impression of Wanxiang Hall and now felt quite nostalgic when he thought about it. Therefore, he arranged for the group to sit in the same seats that Ji Yuqian had sat in back then.

"Reporting to the Venerable Master, the person you mentioned is none other than our Grand Tutor."

"That's it..."

Jiang Mo replied thoughtfully, "Disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Hall who are skilled at divination often die young."

Historically, it is rare for people to live past sixty. Only a few young people came this time, which suggests that the elders in their lineage have already passed away.

After chatting for a while, about half an hour later, before the group could reveal their purpose, they ordered the Level 5 Awakened Ones who accompanied them to go down the mountain to carry the gifts, but Jiang Mo stopped them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I will not accept your gifts. It is the thought that counts, and your presence is enough."

"This, how can I accept this? Please accept it." Shi Fengye was slightly apprehensive.

Not only him, but people from other sects also experienced some emotional fluctuations and refused to accept congratulatory gifts. In a sense, the other party may not have welcomed their uninvited visit at all.

Jiang Mo, possessing the Eye of Truth, easily sensed their emotions and guessed what they were thinking, stating directly:

"No matter who invited you here, there's no need to talk about things that are impossible."

"Of course, as an elder, I understand your difficulties and am willing to offer you appropriate assistance, especially to the young friends from Wanxiang Hall. I have a good relationship with your grandmaster."

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and no one dared to utter a word of rebuttal.

Before they could respond, Jiang Mo looked around and smiled, "This birthday celebration is an exception, isn't it?"

"There's no need for next time. I rarely celebrate my birthday, so it doesn't mean much to me, and there's no need for you to make the trip yourself."

"Yes, we understand. We were indeed reckless on this trip. Please forgive us," Lü Ci said bitterly, utterly helpless.

Anyway, he hesitated for a long time and really didn't have the courage to say those words of pleading for help.

Perhaps the Venerable Master knew their difficulties and spoke up first to preserve their last shred of dignity. Thinking of this, he felt even more ashamed and ironic.

Gao Mei, Tian Jinzhong, and the others also looked gloomy, unsure of what to say.

"I have several ways to help you; you can choose whichever you prefer."

Jiang Mo sighed softly and said in a calm voice:

"1. There is a demon king's essence blood stored in the back mountain, which can cleanse your marrow and strengthen your body. Even if your bodies can't withstand it, I can adjust it to a suitable concentration to help your strength advance by one or two major levels."

"2. I have a collection of magical artifacts from various sects. I can bestow upon you high-grade magical artifacts. If you can wield them, slaying demon generals will be no problem."

"3. Similar to the previous point, if you have a general direction and goal for cultivating the secret techniques and cultivation methods of those sects, tell me in detail, and I will select the most suitable one for you."

"4. If you have any great regrets in life, I can send you back to another past to make up for your wishes. Of course, you can also choose to stay there forever."

"Choose. You are my juniors. You respect me and have come to celebrate my birthday. This is all the help I can give you."

After saying that, Jiang Mo smiled slightly and said nothing more. He simply sipped his tea casually, his gaze sweeping over everyone's faces, hoping they would think twice before acting.

Chapter 454 The Venerable One is Enraged, Blood Splatters on the Spot

The sound was not loud, but it resonated clearly in everyone's ears, echoing in every corner of the palace.

Jiang Mo's meaning was clear: this was the only time the guests present had made an exception. As for the gifts they brought, he neither needed them nor was interested in them. The return gifts he gave them were merely a basic courtesy of hospitality.

Upon hearing the four options, everyone reacted differently. The young people from Wanxiangtang were at a loss and felt bewildered, while the older generation, such as Tian Jinzhong, Lü Ci, and Gao Mei, suddenly lost their composure, their brows darkened, and a chill ran through their hearts.

At the same time, the nine high-ranking officials who followed were several middle-aged men of unknown identity. Their eyes lit up instantly, and the gloom of disappointment they had felt earlier gradually faded away. This visit could not be considered a fruitless one.

The Demon King's blood, magical artifacts, and cultivation techniques are all extremely valuable treasures. If they were to fall into the hands of the most elite sword wielders or genetically awakened warriors, their effects would be immeasurable.

Some people were already getting impatient, but with Xuanzun present, they dared not send messages privately, nor dared to act rashly. They could only use their eyes to signal to Lü Ci, Gao Mei, and Tian Jinzhong.

“…”

However, Lü Ci ignored him and was still immersed in Jiang Mo's words. Could he really go back to the past?

Such an unbelievable method is even more outrageous than many myths. If he hadn't heard it with his own ears, and if Jiang Mo hadn't told him, he would never have believed it in the slightest.

"Mysterious Venerable One, if I may be so bold as to ask, is the Demon King's blood something we can benefit from for life?"

Shi Fengye said with a slight apology, "This person has regular features, is handsome and dashing. When he asks questions, his eyes are bright and he doesn't flinch. He is someone who can uphold the reputation of the sect. When it comes to important things, he just says what he wants to ask without hiding anything."

"Yes, what I'm injecting into you is the essence blood of the Demon King, diluted with his power. It's like planting a seed of bloodline within your bodies. How high you can reach in the future depends entirely on your cultivation. The stronger you become, the more concentrated your bloodline will be, and you will gain all sorts of incredible amplifications."

Jiang Mo's eyes did not conceal his gentleness. This young man's demeanor and speech were only slightly similar to those of an old friend, yet he still managed to earn Jiang Mo's attention.

"The Demon King's essence blood! Is this the effect?"

The other disciples of Wanxiang Hall all showed expressions of amazement.

Unexpectedly, the Venerable Master gave away such a treasure of extraordinary creation without hesitation.

It should be noted that gene serums involving extraordinary beings are distributed within the Nine Departments and the Security Council, but only the most powerful individuals are qualified to use them, and their effects are weakened multiple times. Members of their level cannot even come into contact with them.

Who knows when we'll receive the gene serum extracted from the demon king's corpse?

Furthermore, the second offer of magical artifacts, the third offer of cultivation techniques, and the opportunity to return to the past—all these temptations immediately stirred the hearts of several disciples of the Myriad Manifestations Hall, causing them to waver for a moment.

Especially the last one.

"Is it truly possible to return to the past, and not just through inner visions or illusions? Mystic Venerable..."

Shi Fengye's eyes were filled with hope as he eagerly sought confirmation.

This was a method he had never heard of before. From the years when the number of superhumans skyrocketed to the current resurgence of spiritual energy, although he had heard of awakened individuals with time-related abilities appearing in some cities, they were still far from being able to travel through time and return to the past.

"Ah."

Jiang Mo met the young man's somewhat intense gaze and nodded slightly:

"So you need to think carefully. When you go, you will have a certain amount of freedom. If you exceed that limit and are unwilling to come back, you will be stuck in that world forever. To our world now, you will have completely disappeared. Of course, you can come back. It all depends on how you weigh the pros and cons. Your life is meaningful no matter what choice you make."

“…”

Shi Fengye's expression subtly changed. While his fellow disciples were still confused, he took a deep breath and speculated:

"So, the place you sent us to isn't the past in the true sense? In other words, even if we change what we want to change, the world won't change at all?"

"Yes and no." Jiang Mo gave him a look of appreciation.

"Then this is no different from an inner vision or an illusion..."

Meanwhile, her junior sister Wan Ning muttered something under her breath, finding it unremarkable.