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

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Mo controlled the attendants present, activated the Eye of Truth to forcibly blank their memories, and with a wave of his hand, knocked them off the mountain like shooting stars, crashing to the ground and falling unconscious.

"Vell!"

"?"

The man in the underground laboratory was startled. Upon receiving the message, he dared not delay and immediately appeared in the main hall.

"exist."

"Please give your orders."

"Take care of a few people for me."

Jiang Mo ordered him to step forward and copy everything that had happened into a memory orb, which was then placed in front of his forehead. He even gave him an extra talisman containing his power, so that in case of emergency, he could ignore obstacles and kill the target.

"Yes."

"Please rest assured, I'll be right back."

Will placed one hand on his chest and made a solemn vow.

"Buzz!"

A portal in the void suddenly opened, and Will swept in, disappearing without a trace.

The entire room fell silent; after what had happened, no one knew what to say.

Subsequently, Jiang Mo cleansed the bodies of Shi Fengye, Yue Xu, Yun Qing, and Wan Ning in less than a quarter of an hour, and then placed a backup plan within their bodies to prevent the Demon King's essence blood from being taken away.

"Thank you... Venerable Xuanzun," the four said, tears streaming down their faces.

"The sky is high enough for birds to fly freely. Only you know what happened today. Their memories have all been erased by me. From now on, you will have to rely on yourselves. Go back now."

Jiang Mo looked at the young men and women kneeling and bowing in unison, and in an instant, he used his teleportation technique to send them away from the sect.

"It's your turn."

"Choose."

"Master Jiang... if I could, I would like to go back to the past."

When Lü Ci uttered this request, he was very flustered, expectant, and even a little heartbroken, with all sorts of complex emotions brewing in his heart.

"Me too... I'm sorry to trouble you, Master Jiang."

Gao Mei also bowed slightly, saying with great shame.

"it is good."

"And what about you, Jinzhong?" Jiang Mo then looked at the old man beside him.

"Me? There's not much to choose from. I'm too old for that. Forget it, forget it. I'm just happy to be able to visit you this time."

Tian Jinzhong declined, his wrinkles smoothing out and his smile bright, just as cheerful as when he was young.

"Then stay and have dinner together. I'll take you back later."

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Sigh, if only my senior brother and Lao Lu were here." Tian Jinzhong sighed with emotion.

night.

At 12 o'clock, inside the Dao Palace, everyone was in high spirits. Lanterns and candles were hung up, and a group of younger generations and the remnants of the elven race were all celebrating Jiang Mo's birthday.

"Come!"

"Uncle-Master, your noodles are ready!!"

Changqing carried a steaming bowl of longevity noodles, which emitted a rich and fragrant aroma. He carefully placed it in front of Jiang Mo.

"Excellent cooking skills."

Just from catching a whiff of the scent, Jiang Mo couldn't help but smile knowingly.

"Come on! Let's wish our martial uncle a happy birthday!"

Amidst laughter and conversation, Jiang Mo, at the request of these younger generation members, took one group photo after another with them in front of the camera. Chang Qing, Yu Huai, and a few others even kept up with the times by preparing a birthday cake for their uncle, lighting candles, and humming a birthday song, hoping he would make a wish.

"Thanks...."

Surrounded by the crowd, Jiang Mo smiled warmly and gently blew out the candle.

Time flies, and it's almost 2 a.m.

Apart from Lü Ci and Gao Mei, the other guests departed one after another. Will also returned safely and reported with lowered eyes:

"The five people you were supposed to deal with have all been cleaned up."

After saying that, he handed back the original talisman.

"Keep it."

"How are you doing?" Jiang Mo asked again.

“Not a drop of water will be spilled,” Will replied in a low voice, like a ghost.

"Okay, go down."

After a short while, Jiang Mo, along with Chang Qing and Yu Huai inside the gate, went to the third floor of the Sutra Repository with Cheng Zhen, Zhuge Yu, Gao Mei, and Lü Ci.

"Have you written your resignation letter? The time of your departure depends on you; it could be one or two years, or it could be a lifetime."

As they went up the stairs, Jiang Mo asked casually.

"I'm quitting... With my abilities, I'm only about the same as a level 5 Awakener."

"The Security Council has plenty of elites like me. If it weren't for my seniority, I would have been eliminated long ago. There's no shortage of ambitious young people these days, so let them show their skills."

Lu Ci sighed. He never dared to imagine that he could achieve what he had today, but in this new era, he could not see the road ahead and wonder where it led.

Gao Mei gave a similar answer. She did not resign, but she took an indefinite leave. As for whether she could come back, she was not sure. She just wanted to go back and visit.

"You know about what happened before?" Jiang Mo asked meaningfully.

"Yes, it was only later that I vaguely felt something was wrong, so I asked my senior brothers in the sect about it."

"Da da da!"

The group continued walking.

"When would you like to go back to?"

Jiang Mo pushed open the attic door, and his footsteps created ripples of magical energy.

"Before the landing of the He Ren, probably in the winter of 1940 or the spring of 1941, either is fine." Lü Ci felt somewhat dejected.

"Just to make things easier and not cause you any trouble, Master Jiang, I also recovered around this time," Gao Mei added.

"it is good."

In a short while, Jiang Mo arrived in front of the alchemy table. The mechanical sphere, which had been dormant for many years, slowly started up with a roar as he took out a copy of a magic book, formed a hand seal, and loudly chanted an ancient incantation.

In an instant, countless threads of the world appeared before Jiang Mo's eyes. He was in a vast, dark starry sky, covered with boundless, shimmering white lines all around him, like waves dancing in the wind.

In the past, it was in such a complex environment that You Sha would select world lines that met the requirements for them, and then cast spells to teleport them.

Now, as Jiang Mo chants incantations and selects, his gaze sweeps across the endless void, finding a straight line continuing downstream in the upper reaches of the river of time. This line is almost the same mainstream as the one he is on, except for subtle changes at certain forks in the road. After that, it flows downward continuously, sometimes parallel or intersecting, roughly matching each other with minimal error.

"Boom!!!"

Soon, the mechanical sphere fully expanded and opened, collapsing inward to reveal two scarlet magical vortexes, each containing a different great world.

Then, Jiang Mo gathered magical power at his fingertips and inscribed a magical rune on the wrists of Lü Ci and Gao Mei, instructing them:

"You have only one chance within two years. If you can erase the lines on your wrists, you can return to reality. If you stay there for more than two years, you will be stuck there forever. The passage on the left is the timeline you need."

"Understood, thank you."

Gazing at the world within the vortex, the two were dazed, their feet uncontrollably moving forward.

"Go-"

At Jiang Mo's signal, they stepped into the vortex without hesitation, and the huge mechanical sphere roared and trembled.

"Wow!"

The crimson light vanished in an instant, and the two figures disappeared into the pavilion, heading back to the Republican era.

Subsequently, Jiang Mo led Chengzhen and Zhuge Yu into the vortex on the right.

Chapter 455 Echoes of the Past (Part 1)

Winter of 1940, in the mountains outside a county town in northern China.

Suddenly, thunder roared, winds rose and clouds surged, birds and beasts fled in terror, and space, like soft paper, was easily sliced ​​through by a blade forged from scarlet magic, revealing two aged figures.

The moment they landed, the almost sparse spiritual energy caused Lü Ci and Gao Mei to subconsciously furrow their brows, and their bodies even experienced a sense of rejection, similar to the discomfort felt by fish after being brought ashore. A strong feeling of suffocation and oppression permeated every corner of their bodies and minds.

In recent years, their bodies have gradually adapted to the environment rich in spiritual energy. Now, returning to the old era overnight, they are bound to be affected.

"They're really back..."

Stepping on the soil beneath his feet, and noticing the air around him free of the smoke of war, Lü Ci gently inhaled, and his whole body suddenly relaxed.

He murmured softly, his expression deeply moved.

"Don't be careless, this world is just as dangerous."

Gao Mei cautiously reminded her, and she slowed her breathing, exhaling repeatedly, and began to adapt to the environment as quickly as possible. The feeling of suffocation was gradually subsiding and she was feeling slightly better.

In terms of cultivation alone, their strength was comparable to that of a level 5 awakened individual. In an era when secluded sects were hiding in their secret realms, they were undoubtedly the overlords of this continent, able to do almost anything at will.

"I know."

Lu Ci looked up with a sigh, his usually ruthless and cold eyes revealing a trace of almost extinct tenderness as he gazed at the scattered lights of the county town in the distance.

The pain in their bodies continued to lessen, and before long, the two of them had basically adapted to the environment.

Lu Ci lightly touched the ring-shaped magical artifact on his left wrist with his right hand. It was a storage ring created by the research and development department in the past two years. It was similar to the Devouring Pouch, but much larger, with a full twenty cubic meters in size.

As he patted, a certain sensor was triggered, and a flash of silver light immediately revealed a transparent, ultra-thin mask, embodying the most advanced biological facial mimicry technology.

Lu Ci skillfully put it on, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into an ordinary-looking middle-aged man.

During the brief moment of disguise, he didn't forget to talk to Gao Mei:

"President Gao, what are you planning to do this time you're back?"

"kill."

The old woman spoke concisely, with a slight smile, her voice flat and indifferent. She was also concealing her true appearance, presenting herself as an ordinary peasant woman.

"Do you think we'd want to go back if we stayed here too long?"

Lu Ci stared at the magic rune on his wrist, and Jiang Mo's reminder echoed in his ears, making him thoughtful.

He is still maintaining his rationality, but subconsciously he is subtly avoiding the most important question: what should he do when the deadline arrives?

He didn't make any plans or hard decisions beforehand because he knew that the constraints of family ties and everything that was about to happen could very well turn into invisible chains, locking his mind and body in this world.

Regarding the question raised by Lü Ci, Gao Mei sighed softly:

"President Lü, I have no way to answer your question. Let's just take it one step at a time. Who can predict the future?"

"Even if it exceeds the two-year period, it is not impossible for us to go back."

"You mean... the Jiang Clan Leader of this world?" Lu Ci could easily guess the answer.

"Yes, if we have the chance in the future, we should visit him when he was young."

During their conversation, the two walked along the rugged mountain path as if it were flat ground, covering dozens of feet with each step. They arrived at the county town, which was far away on the horizon, in no time.

Upon entering the city, before they could gather any information, they were encountered by a group of local thugs. Seeing their strange attire, apparent wealth, and unfamiliar faces, they assumed they were refugees from out of town and were tempted to extort and kill them.

The result was predictable; a few minutes later...

In a narrow alley, the stench of blood spread wildly, and the ground was covered with blurred, rotten flesh.

After obtaining the information he wanted and some money, Lü Ci released his true qi and sent the group of thugs to their reincarnation.

After some investigation, it was discovered that they are currently located in an island city on the northeastern coast, more than 600 kilometers away from the province where the Lü family is based, and even further away from the Tang Clan in Sichuan, at 2300 kilometers away.

Within the circle of extraordinary individuals, the most well-informed Jianghu Inn became their first stop.

After traveling for several hours, Lü Ci and Gao Mei traversed four or five provinces, heading southwest.

As the sun was just rising, they arrived at the inn, found the owner Liu Wei, paid him the appropriate reward, and inquired about information.