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

No sooner had he finished speaking than he was reprimanded by Shi Fengye, who frowned and stopped this rude behavior.

"Shut up, junior sister!"

“Your knowledge is shallow, and you have not yet understood the Venerable Master’s intention.”

Seeing her senior brother about to erupt in anger, the woman realized she had spoken recklessly and made a grave mistake. She hurriedly explained, "Senior brother, Senior Xuanzun, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

"It's alright, little guy. Since your junior sister didn't understand my intention, why don't you explain it to me?"

Upon hearing this, everyone else in the hall turned their attention to Shi Fengye, curious about his unique insights.

"I dare not fathom the intentions of the Venerable Master, nor can I fathom them. However, I do have some understanding of the magic you mentioned. If there are any omissions or offenses, please forgive me."

Shi Fengye spoke humbly and behaved with neither arrogance nor servility.

"explain--"

Jiang Mo picked up his teacup, brought it to his lips, and showed some interest in the young man's ideas.

"Yes."

Then, Shi Fengye spoke fluently and naturally in front of everyone:

"This is nothing more than a simple mathematical concept: does an infinite loop of 0.9999... actually equal 1?"

"In theory, the two are equal. Countless scholars have explained both the massive and complex proofs and the simple and crude ones. I will not go into details here."

"I'm using this as an example to say that if you, Venerable Master, had the ability, you could send us to a world whose development patterns and trajectory differ from our current world by an infinitesimal margin."

"So, without a doubt, the two worlds are actually the same. It's just that people are influenced by memories and emotions, and subconsciously feel that the other world doesn't belong to them. Do you see, am I right?"

After his explanation, everyone felt as if the fog had been cleared up.

Jiang Mo's response to this was:

"Mathematics is mathematics, and techniques are techniques. Although there is an element of taking shortcuts, your understanding is correct, young man. It is basically the same as what you said."

"I am unworthy of such praise. The information you have already provided is more than enough, and it is not difficult to understand it."

As Shi Fengye spoke these words, he noticed that his fellow disciples beside him were beginning to waver. If the two worlds were exactly the same, they would naturally want to go back and find out some secrets related to themselves.

Lu Ci and Gao Mei, seated at the table, frowned more and more deeply, hesitating several times as if they wanted to speak but dared not.

"I'll give you fifteen minutes to think it over."

"I have some private matters to attend to later, so I won't keep you here any longer."

Jiang Mo has already paved four paths; as for how to choose, it's entirely up to these people's wishes.

"Then... Senior Xuanzun, could you, from your perspective, make the decision for us juniors? Which option do you think we should choose to maximize our value?"

A disciple of Wanxiang Hall asked hesitantly.

"I haven't experienced the life you've lived, so it's hard for me to tell you what's right. But if you want to pursue force, you can choose either 1 or 3."

Under the perception of the Eye of Truth, Jiang Mo clearly knew what the other party wanted. The person wanted to go back to the past, but what they wanted even more was the essence blood of the Demon King.

Not only him, but the thoughts of all the guests in the hall resonated clearly in Jiang Mo's heart.

Several junior members of the Myriad Manifestations Hall were eager for power, but they were also afraid that they would not be able to control it, or even that it would fall into their hands, and that they would be replaced by the other elites of the Nine Departments.

Lu Ci of the Lu family appeared calm, but his mind was in turmoil. He was almost unable to contain himself at any moment, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He ignored the instructions of his attendants and even showed displeasure at them.

The favors my Lu family has done, and you're the ones who are reaping the benefits?

absurd.

Given his experience, he doesn't even need to think to know what those higher-ups are planning.

Gao Mei of the Tang Clan was deeply troubled. She thought of her deceased relatives, her master, and others, feeling as if she were in a different world...

Tian Jinzhong of the Celestial Master's Mansion felt unworthy of such a generous gift and was prepared to decline it. He held Jiang Mo in high esteem and had no desire for any benefit whatsoever.

Zhang Chulan was stunned. He hadn't expected this immortal being to be so generous. Unfortunately, his advisor's stance would likely lean towards Senior Xuanzun. Knowing him as he did, the old man probably wouldn't dare accept the gifts, fearing it would damage the relationship between the two sects. Those precious treasures would remain unattainable...

Wait! What are you doing?

Zhang Chulan, have you gone mad?

Thinking about such nonsense here, what if the Venerable Master finds out? Hey, senior, please don't be offended, please don't hold it against me!

I'm already honest, please let me go!

While Zhang Chulan was muttering to himself, the Level 5 Awakened Ones and High-Rank Martial Artists present also felt genuine envy, and were even unsure whether they would receive a return gift.

However, Jiang Mo completely captured all these chaotic thoughts.

It was precisely at this moment that several middle-aged senior officials from the Nine Departments cast meaningful glances at the younger generation of the Myriad Manifestations Hall, hoping that they would choose the Demon King's essence blood with the highest potential value.

Over the past few minutes, seeing that the young people were still hesitating, the senior executives became increasingly anxious, and even their eyes turned cold, carrying a hint of pressure and threat.

At the same time, they also looked at Lü Ci, Gao Mei, and Tian Jinzhong, urging them on.

They hope that everyone will choose the essence blood of the demon king. According to the intelligence they collected some time ago, there may be more than 10 demon kings who died at the hands of the Sanyi Sect. If each person gets one and brings it back for the sword wielders to use, it will definitely have miraculous effects.

Alternatively, one could choose the third option, the secret technique, and then pass it on to the other nine elite units on a large scale, guaranteeing a profit.

"Choose! What are you standing there for, you idiot!!"

"Do you really want to go back to the past?"

Several senior executives, frustrated and disappointed, gritted their teeth and muttered to themselves, as anxious as ants on a hot pan.

After a brief stalemate, Shi Fengye made his decision. A fleeting hint of regret flickered deep in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it. He respectfully cupped his hands and decisively said:

"We are deeply grateful for the Venerable Master's favor. We juniors will accept it without hesitation. My fellow disciples, my junior brothers and sisters and I will all choose option 1."

"it is good."

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Momo extracted and refined the essence blood of the demon king from the sect's treasure vault. There were four types: Ancestral Snail, Vermilion Goose, Myriad Rot, and Six-Headed Flood Dragon. Four different colored bloodstains immediately appeared in his palm, each with a beast-shaped phantom condensing and exuding a breathtaking power.

"That is...."

"Four demon kings of different levels!!"

Everyone gasped in astonishment, for the essence of the Six-Headed Flood Dragon far surpassed that of the Zuwo, Wanfu, and Zhunu.

"Yes, take them! Quickly kneel down and thank them! Get them, get them!"

"We've struck gold! We've struck gold! It's a top-tier six-headed dragon!!"

"If we bring it back, we'll have made a great contribution!"

The three executives were overjoyed, and their smiles, which had been perfectly restrained, suddenly froze, and they could no longer smile.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Mo's words were like a bucket of cold water, shattering their delusions.

"come on."

Jiang Mo announced calmly, "I will personally refine your blood and infuse it into your bodies, thus settling the good ties between me and my old friends."

"Wha...what?!"

Shi Fengye and the others' eyes lit up suddenly, and their joy erupted like a torrent. They knew all too well what this meant.

Given their status and abilities, they simply cannot bear such a blessing. Even if they succeed, it will not belong to them and will be taken away sooner or later. Xuanzun did this simply to ensure that they truly enjoy the refinement of the Demon King's essence blood.

Shi Fengye's body trembled slightly, as if he had been electrocuted. He suddenly knelt on one knee and raised his voice:

"I will never forget your kindness!"

"You've said too much. Just remember the kindness your sect has shown you, and there's no need for you to repay me."

Jiang Mo smiled calmly, not taking it to heart, and simply waved his hand, signaling the four of them to come forward.

The three executives who witnessed this scene were furious at Shi Fengye's composed attitude.

"You ignorant fools! Is that a treasure you can lay your hands on?"

"It's a waste to use it on you instead of leaving it for those who need it most!"

"Hmph! Once we get back, we can still separate the essence and blood by sending it to the laboratory."

The group didn't say anything, and even pretended to be surprised and happy for them, but in reality, they already had a new plan.

"..."

Jiang Mo stroked Shi Fengye's head, preparing to bestow blood for purification, but stopped. His deep, abyss-like eyes gazed at the three of them, piercing their hearts like sharp swords.

The atmosphere inside the hall suddenly turned cold and eerie. Faced with the abrupt stare, the high-ranking officials turned pale and realized something was wrong.

wrong?

Discovered?

The next moment, a cold voice rang out, shattering their psychological defenses like thunder, and the men's faces turned pale with shock.

“Come on, repeat it to my face.”

"Who exactly is qualified to deprive them of their right to use the Demon King's blood?"

"And who gave you the audacity to send them into the laboratory, harm their lives, and rob them of their destiny?"

"!!!"

Hearing Jiang Mo's words, everyone was horrified.

Zhang Chulan, in particular, was completely numb, his heart rate skyrocketed, and his hands and feet were ice-cold and stiff. Could someone really be eavesdropping on someone's thoughts?!

Oh no, oh no, thank goodness I didn't lose my composure just now.

A cold sweat instantly soaked his back. Just as he was feeling extremely relieved, the other executives weren't so lucky. They panicked and stammered:

"No, that's not how it is, Venerable Master, please listen to us..."

Tell me who it is.

Jiang Mo swept his gaze over them, and his true technique was activated instantly, reconstructing their lower bodies with Qi, completing the transformation of matter. Just a moment ago they were flesh and blood, but now they have turned into stone, and the transformation is spreading to their upper bodies.

"If you're not going to talk, then stay here today."

"ah....!!"

Feeling the strangeness in their bodies, cold and numb, the group looked down and nearly fainted from fright; almost half of their bodies had turned to stone.

The accompanying Awakened Ones and martial artists, upon witnessing the conflict, lost their courage to fight and remained silent, helpless. The difference in strength between the two sides had become so great that resistance was futile.

"I...I said..."

"call out--!"

Before the words were finished, a cold glint suddenly flashed towards the three of them. It was a middle-aged man with gray hair who had made his move, intending to kill them to silence them.

However, before he could even realize what he had done, his body was forcibly pressed to the ground by a terrifying force, his bones shattered, and he coughed up blood. The attack he launched turned to ashes and vanished before he could even touch its target, much to his astonishment.

Failed.

A complete failure....

"Pfft!"

As Jiang Mo's gaze fell upon him once more, the man vanished. However, a mournful wail echoed from the mountain gate outside the hall. After only a few seconds, a piercing explosion rang out, scattering blood and flesh, and leaving shattered bones everywhere.

"Bang!!!"

died.

A Level 5 Awakened One was wiped out without even the slightest ability to resist.

"who is it?"

Jiang Mo completely disregarded the feelings of these visitors and continued the interrogation.

"It is... leaving the world, arrows of bitterness, vines of sealing..."

"They are sword wielders under Yin Qian and Ji Yunzhou, and they informed us before they came..."

"Lord Xuanzun, please! Spare us!"

The group was emotional, having just survived an assassination attempt, and were eager to reveal all the secrets they knew.

"Wow!"

Jiang Mo ignored them; their figures turned into wisps of ashes and their souls returned to heaven and earth.

The remaining nine elite units stood silently in place like wooden stakes, caught in a dilemma, their minds blank and their thoughts in disarray.

After listening to the conversation, Shi Fengye and his fellow disciples felt utterly disheartened. It turned out that their fate, in the end, was to be used as stepping stones by others...