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

"..."

Jiang Mo remained silent, his gaze deep and unfathomable, displaying his composure.

In the blink of an eye, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and another half month has passed. The moment of parting has finally arrived.

One evening in early September of the lunar calendar, in front of the mountain gate, Jiang Mo, dressed in black, his frosty hair swaying in the wind, was bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun, his eyes filled with undisguised longing.

He stood outside the stone steps, bidding his final farewell. Beside him, Zhuge Yu carried several bundles on his back, containing the provisions that Si Chong had instructed the other disciples to prepare for the journey for him and his disciples.

"Your journey to Southeast Asia is long and arduous, so please be careful. I hope you have a safe trip. Sichong and I are waiting for your return."

Zuo Ruotong looked at her junior brother who was about to leave, took a few steps forward, straightened his clothes, patted his shoulder, and gave him a gentle hug. Her smile was as warm as the wind.

"Junior brother, come back soon. Your senior brother and I will help you find a marriage partner, okay?"

This was Si Chong's thought. He spoke it out, hoping that his junior brother, who had worked hard all his life, would one day settle down, start a family, and find peace, enjoying a peaceful and comfortable life in his later years.

Even at this point, Jiang Mo refused to say "okay." He didn't express his opinion, but simply smiled and said:

"My two senior brothers, let's go."

"Well, take care."

Zuo Ruotong nodded gently. He knew that Jiang Mo had his own path to walk, and even if he never returned, as his senior brother, he would only fully support his ideas. As for the ending, as long as he had no regrets, that was enough.

"Remember to come home, silly boy!" Si Chong shouted loudly, waving incessantly.

“…”

Under the setting sun, with the autumn wind whistling, Jiang Mo walked along. Hearing the call behind him, he didn't turn around, but simply raised his hand and waved.

He knew that this parting might be forever.

After a long while, watching Jiang Mo and Zhuge Yu's figures disappear into the distance, a lump formed in her throat, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

"Waaah, Senior Brother... he's gone!!"

"Okay, I'm leaving..."

Zuo Ruotong sighed sadly. These two short months felt like a dream to him. With parting imminent, he had a bad feeling but was powerless to stop it.

"Life is like the stars, never to meet again; what night is this, that we share this candlelight? How long can youth last, before our temples turn gray?"

At this point, he couldn't help but recall Du Fu's poem "To Wei Ba, a Recluse," gazing at the vast twilight and softly reciting the first six lines to bid farewell to Jiang Mo on his long and arduous journey, wishing him peace and safety.

.......

"Boom!!"

In the modern timeline, in the laboratory area on the third floor of the Library, the mechanical sphere fully expanded, conjuring a scarlet vortex out of thin air, from which three figures emerged.

Two years later, Jiang Mo returned with Chengzhen and Zhuge Yu, laden with the spoils of the Five Qi Extremes and the wondrous Gu marks of the Southern Frontier.

Sitting cross-legged by the window, his body bathed in the morning light, Su Xing opened his eyes. His figure overlapped with Jiang Mo's, becoming one with him. Instantly, boundless and surging power filled every corner of his body.

This feeling of freedom, like a fish in water, without any suppression, made Jiang Mo's brows relax.

Moreover, the familiar power surpassed his previous peak moments. All the cultivation achievements of his Dharma Body over the past two years were bestowed upon him, leaving him only a thin veil away from the seventh level of the Profound Fate Realm.

Through memory sharing, he knows that it is now December 2021, and Gao Mei and Lü Ci have returned some time ago.

At the same time, he sensed more than a dozen familiar Qi auras in the sect. They were all disciples who had broken through the third level of reversal of life, as well as Si Chong, Chang Qing, Shui Yun, Li Qing and others who had refined the essence blood of the demon king.

"Come to the Sutra Repository later."

Jiang Mo transmitted his voice to everyone, then disappeared and went to the back mountain to bathe and purify himself.

When he changed into his Cloud Frost Jade Robe and returned to the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository, the disciples who had been summoned all turned to look at him, their expressions excited.

"Junior brother!"

"Uncle-Master!"

"Uncle Master!"

"Long time no see, everyone."

Jiang Mo took a seat and surveyed the crowd. He was pleased to see that they all possessed powerful blood energy, each one like a volcano, and had all reached the second level of the Profound Fate Realm.

Where is Jin'er?

"Reporting to Martial Uncle, Junior Brother Lu has been entangled in a fierce battle with a powerful demon recently, and he's been busy hunting it in the southwestern region."

Changqing responded.

"Okay, then I won't wait for him. I'll talk to him later."

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Mo, along with Si Chong, Chang Qing, Shui Yun, Sheng Sheng, and Li Qing, mentioned the right to inherit the secret realm and shared the method of tempering the body with the Five Qi Extremes, which aroused everyone's longing.

"In the past two years, I have conquered no less than ten secret realms, but unfortunately you were still in seclusion at the time, and your cultivation was far from reaching the level of refining secret realms and becoming masters. So I gave four to my allies and took the rest."

“In the future, I may not attack other secret realms, and there is only one Trinity Secret Realm, which can only be inherited by the sect leader, but your room for advancement is still very large.”

"Like me, you can integrate the five elements into your body, accumulate experience for a hundred years, cultivate to the fifth level of the Profound Fate Realm, stand in the mortal world, and possess cultivation that rivals that of your master."

"We can also use the essence blood of the demon kings of the Nine Provinces to temper your bodies; the upper limit will be the same."

"Of course, what I'm saying is all wishful thinking, based on the premise that you are willing to cultivate yourselves, and is the kind of help I can offer."

"If you feel that the years of spiritual practice have been long enough, or you are not in a hurry and want to rest, enjoy the scenery along the way, experience the world, and spend your days in peace, that is also fine."

Jiang Mo spoke softly, his gaze towards the crowd carrying the kind and gentle look characteristic of an elder.

Rather than striving to reach the pinnacle of cultivation, he hoped that his living disciples could accept their own emotions and desires, live freely and joyfully, and enjoy the wonders of the rest of their lives without being bound by anything.

Even he cannot, and should not, decide the fate of these disciples and how their lives should unfold.

As a teacher, all he can do is impart knowledge, teach skills, and resolve doubts, and lend a helping hand where he can. The rest is up to him to gradually understand on his own.

Whether one succeeds in cultivating the Tao or not, whether one reaches the pinnacle of human existence or not, it doesn't matter.

After all, these are his family members. Family members are not tools or weapons. Jiang Mo has never needed such weapons. He can still suppress the entire world with his own strength.

As for those who wish to continue their pursuit of enlightenment and become stronger, he will impart all kinds of experience, techniques, and resources without reservation to help future generations surpass him.

Everyone who heard this was deeply moved. Even after becoming the strongest master and a generation of Dao Lord, their uncle still treated them the same as before. More than eighty years had passed, and that affection had never faded.

"Let's make it clear first: the Five Qi Extremes are limited. The most abundant Nine Fiend Yin Earth has already been refined and cultivated by Zhuge and Chengzhen, and there is still a surplus."

"You and Jin'er can each receive one portion. To be fair, the other ten thousand tempered black gold, ancient Jianmu wood, daytime sun pure fire, and bitter sea heavy water will be given to the most capable. Those who finish refining first can choose the next type of cultivation resource. Those who are slower will have to wait until later."

Jiang Mo spoke earnestly. Everyone present had accompanied him through many years, and their relationship was as close as family. They were all equally dear to him. Unfortunately, the most precious Day Sun Pure Fire and Ten Thousand Tempered Black Gold were only available in 4 or 5 portions.

This means that nearly half of the eight people, including Chengzhen, Sichong, Lu Jin, Zhuge Yu, Changqing, Shuiyun, Shengsheng, and Liqing, will be unable to obtain either of the two ultimate items.

"Also, if you can't even get past the first level, don't be discouraged. I have some little gadgets that might suit you."

At this point, Jiang Mo suddenly smiled, revealing the answer:

"On this trip, I also found some traces of Gu worms. Their quality is still low and their effects are average, but if you feed them with care and dedication for decades, they can achieve remarkable results."

"For example, my Mountain-Shaking Gu has been with me for seventy-seven years. The increase it brings me now is almost the same as the ultimate martial art of the Ninefold Mountain."

"So, no matter what you choose, whether you succeed or fail, it's all meaningful. I will back you up."

Chapter 463 Changes in the World, Removing the Fuel from Underlying Circumstances

After saying that, Jiang Mo opened his palm, and the Heavenly Kingdom suddenly opened. One after another, lifelike Gu marks flew out and came into everyone's view.

They are condensed power derived from Gu worms, as if the soul has left the body, yet they possess unique life fluctuations, existing entirely like magical artifacts. Upon careful counting, there are eight types, totaling 42.

Soon, Jiang Mo gave a detailed introduction to his disciples:

"This is a rare Gu used to prolong life, called Longevity. It has effects on both the soul and the body, allowing one to live at least one more life. As for the third or fourth life, it's uncertain, as there is a chance of failure. However, if it is fed well, it can allow the host to live even longer."

"The Deceitful Gu is one of the most vicious Gu worms. Its main ability is to temporarily borrow the power of a certain future stage of itself for use in the present, in exchange for a significant increase in combat power. The price is that it requires overdrafting one's lifespan."

"The Yin-Yang Gu is hermaphroditic and has special limitations. When used, it will change the gender of the life form. When activated at night, it becomes Yin, and when activated during the day, it becomes Yang. Between day and night, the two different genders will each reach the peak of their power and have different amplification."

......

Each type of Gu worm has an ancient history and origin, and Jiang Mo can't fully explain it; he only knows a little about it.

After explaining all the types of Gu, including Mirage Gu, Mountain-Shaking Gu, Ten Directions Gu, Heavenly Balance Gu, Yin-Yang Gu, Longevity Gu, Soul-Devouring Gu, and Deceiving Heaven Gu, Jiang Mo waved his hand and sent them back to Heaven.

Next, it was everyone's turn to make a choice: whether to live a carefree and leisurely life or to continue cultivating.

Jiang Mo gave them the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. Apart from Chengzhen and Zhuge Yu, who had already been chosen, the remaining five people each had different answers.

A moment later, an aged voice spoke up, seemingly addressing the teacup in its hands, murmuring:

"We are living in a golden age of cultivation that is rare even in a thousand years. Compared with the elders and cultivators of the sects outside, I am not considered old. I can still take a few more steps. If I stop now, wouldn't that be a form of slackness?"

"Even if the progress of cultivation is slow, it is still better than standing still."

Si Chong frankly admitted that he wanted to try the cultivation path of integrating the five elements into the body.

Jiang Mo was generous and immediately handed him a transparent storage cube unique to the sect, containing the Nine Fiend Yin Soil.

"Thank you very much, junior brother. I am truly grateful for your kindness."

With a seemingly smiling eye, he bent down and accepted the object with both hands, his expression respectful and devout.

Even though the two were very close, Jiang Mo was the Master at this moment, as well as the sect's greatest pillar. As his senior brother, he had to pay attention to etiquette in public.

"You're welcome."

Next, Changqing and Shuiyun made the same choice as Si Chong, and were given the Nine Fiends Yin Earth.

When he reached the peak of his life, he stated frankly:

“Uncle-Master, I want to take the path of tempering the body using the essence blood of the Demon King. Firstly, it is effective quickly, and secondly, it can alleviate the shortage of cultivation resources. As you said, since the Five Qi Extremes are limited in quantity, let Senior Brother and Uncle-Master Si Chong cultivate them.”

"There are still 12 kinds of demon king blood essence in the sect. I would like to borrow them one by one. Please do not be offended."

“There’s nothing to be surprised about, Sheng Sheng.”

"With the revival of spiritual energy, there will definitely be more Five Qi Extremes born in this world in the future. You don't need to worry about not finding the materials; it's just a matter of time."

Jiang Mo worried that he had chosen this path because he didn't want to compete with his disciples, so he asked him again for his true thoughts:

"Now, I'll ask you one more time. You must consider this carefully, follow your heart, and tell me, is choosing to use the Demon King's blood essence to temper your body truly the cultivation path you most want to take?"

"Yes, disciple's talent is limited, but the last time I refined the essence blood of the Ancestral Snail, it went relatively smoothly, and I gained some insights. Therefore, I plan to cultivate this path further and continue on it. I humbly request my master's permission."

Sheng Sheng clasped his hands in a fist salute and spoke with a firm and resounding voice, without the slightest hesitation or reluctance in his expression.

"If you think this is appropriate, then go ahead and do it. Your senior brother will take care of the demon king's blood essence in the sect. You can discuss it with him later. Twelve kinds of blood essence are enough for you to cultivate for many years."

Jiang Mo cast an encouraging look at him.

"Yes! Thank you, Uncle-Master." Sheng Sheng bowed his head in thanks.

"And you, Liqing?"

Jiang Mo turned his head toward the last person.

"Reporting to my master, I am ashamed. Limited by my talent, my cultivation has reached a bottleneck, which I cannot break through. I am becoming increasingly frustrated and I am afraid I will disappoint your expectations."

"I want to rest for a while, calm my mind, and make plans for the future."

Li Qing looked ashamed and told Jiang Mo the truth about his situation. He dared not continue cultivating, fearing that he would suffer a qi deviation and regress instead of progress.

"It's alright, then put aside cultivation and do what you want to do. The sky is high enough for birds to fly and the sea is wide enough for fish to leap."

Jiang Mo smiled slightly, understanding his difficulties. After all, not everyone is good at cultivation, nor is everyone obsessed with it.

He then distributed copies of the "Three Ones Martial Record" to everyone and asked them to leave.

Inside the pavilion, incense burned slowly, creating an exceptionally tranquil atmosphere. Chengzhen took a newly activated computer, logged onto the dark web, and handed it to Jiang Mo.

"Uncle Master, I'm ready."

"Okay, go ahead and do your thing. I'll take a look at what changes have taken place in the world in the last two years."

"Yes, I'm working downstairs. If you need anything, feel free to call me anytime."

Chengzhen responded and quietly left.

Jiang Mo moved and clicked the mouse, and the webpage kept scrolling down.

He started browsing back in November 2019, and many posts appeared before his eyes, about the situation around the world. Most of the content was about wars between human civilization and superhuman behemoths.

After he ended his feud with the eight major sects, he served as a warning to other powerful forces in the Nine Provinces, causing those resurrected secret realm forces to restrain their arrogance in the mortal world.

However, the situation of the Demon King's fiefdom was severely countered in the following six months, which once led to the complete collapse of the defense lines of the Nine Departments and the Security Council in their respective jurisdictions, and the loss of most of their top combat forces.