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

Xu Qiuyu looked at the document in her hand and explained the origin of the two fragments.

"It's what I want."

A gentle smile bloomed on Jiang Mo's face. He was in a good mood, having obtained two fragments in one go. It was truly a worthwhile trip.

"Are you going to fulfill the promises you made now?"

"Lord Xuan, may we have time to consider this?"

Xu Qiuyu looked hesitant; he couldn't make up his mind for the moment.

"Ah."

Jiang Mo answered casually, his mind currently contemplating how, with the help of Xuan Hua, he could obtain the secret technique to activate the four fragments and potentially reverse time... not just a few decades, but hundreds of years.

In theory, if we can return to the time before the great battle with the Divine Descent Sect and the Reincarnation Palace, we will have more room to maneuver.

Ah.

You can play through it twice, but I can't?

While he was lost in thought, Ning He and Xu Qiuyu were both facing a dilemma.

Given the current situation, it's unlikely that the Demon King's essence blood will help them cultivate warriors capable of contending with the Demon King in a short period of time.

If it were one or three pieces, that would be fine, but it's only two, stuck in the middle. If it were the essence blood of a demon king, I can't help but feel a sense of regret, since I'm just one piece away from getting the essence blood of an ancient demon king.

As for the remaining piece, they were unsure when they would have another chance to find it.

From a long-term perspective, the seven fragments of the sect's secret technique clearly hold the greatest potential value.

After nearly ten minutes of discussion, the two decided to work together to conceal the existence of this matter and ordered their subordinates to keep it a secret. They planned to continue to arrange for other personnel to search for these fragments.

"Master Xuan, we'll leave the fragments with you. If we find more in the future, we can exchange them with you all at once, is that alright?"

Ninghe asked cautiously.

"can."

"The more you find, the better."

Jiang Mo didn't mind when they exchanged the currency. After a brief discussion about the reception arrangements for tomorrow, he left the meeting.

Inside the attic, silence returned. Jiang Mo then transmitted his voice to Wei Er and Ming Ku.

"Come over here, I have something to take care of."

Half a minute later, two familiar figures walked up the stairs to the fourth floor, greeted Jiang Mo, and bowed.

"Master, if you have any small matters to attend to, please feel free to give us your instructions. We will do our best to assist you."

Mingku spoke in a hoarse voice, his expression extremely respectful. Even though he was of demonic origin, he regarded the man before him as a supreme deity.

"I want to establish a subordinate force of the Trinity Sect, stationed in the Central China region. I will speak to the Flying Immortal Sect, and they will not interfere with you."

"And the task I'm giving you is to gather a group of subordinates skilled in buying and selling, whether human or demon, in the shortest possible time, to exchange cultivation resources for me. You must find these few things."

With a casual wave of his hand, Jiang Mo conjured fragments of the Book of Time and the Five Qi Extremes, all formed from true qi, before their eyes.

"The sect currently possesses so many resources that they are almost countless. Go and hand them over to the sect leader and Zhuge later. Take out one-tenth of them and place them within the newly established force as reserves for future exchanges."

At this point, Jiang Mo opened his storage pendant, took out dozens of ancient books about the functions and value of a large number of cultivation resources, and handed them over.

"Get familiar with it as soon as possible. I'll give you two months to prepare. Also, don't let the outside world know that the newly established force is related to the Trinity Sect."

"Yes!"

Mingku and Weier took the ancient books without asking why; they were simply carrying out the task.

"This is a protective charm I'm giving you. If you encounter any trouble or anyone who provokes you, regardless of their strength or background, anyone below your Master can be killed on the spot. You have the freedom to make your own judgments."

With a thought, Jiang Mo summoned the Chongyan Heart Demon from the secret realm. It was a walking, sect-protecting magical artifact, appearing in its second stage form. It was exceptionally terrifying and possessed cultivation comparable to the peak of the fifth level of the Profound Fate Realm.

This was a state that Jiang Mo had deliberately reduced. If his cultivation level were any higher, there would be a risk of him developing sentience. Now, he could control it at will.

"Yes, sir," Will and Mingku replied in unison.

"If you feel that you are outnumbered and unable to act, there are some youngsters in the sect. You can take them out to gain experience, broaden their horizons, and understand the cruelty of the world. Just remember to conceal your true appearance."

"Okay, please don't worry."

The conversation lasted less than fifteen minutes. Upon receiving the mission, Mingku and Weier went to make preparations. The new force they established was named 'Baotiange', and its trading scope covered the entire globe, both online and offline.

.......

The following day, as the sun rose in the east, magnificent rays of light swept across the sky and descended upon the Sanyi Gate. There were sixteen figures in total, none other than the Master of Xingluo Valley, accompanied by the Valley Master, a group of elders, and the young man with the Blood Lotus Physique, who came to pay their respects.

Soon after, Ning He and Xu Qiuyu, the two leaders of the Ninth Division, also arrived, following behind the four sword-wielders.

Both forces, led by Zhuge Yu, gathered at Qingxin Hall.

"Han Junyi from Xingluo Valley, along with his disciple Wu Han, greets the Venerable Xuanzun."

The Master, leaning on a cane and dressed in simple cloth, was slightly short and hunchbacked, with a weathered face. At this moment, he was bowing slightly to Jiang Mo to show goodwill.

Last night, the disciples in the valley received the email from the Nine Departments. The message was relayed to him level by level, from disciples and protectors to deacons, elders, and the sect leader. It almost gave him a fright. After thinking about it all night, he finally decided to bring people over.

His opening remarks were also quite interesting, as he identified the young man with the Blood Lotus Physique as his disciple, seemingly asserting his authority.

"Ninghe of the Nine Departments and Xu Qiuyu greet the Venerable Xuanzun." The other two also greeted him with the usual formalities.

Jiang Mo ignored them, only looking at Han Junyi and saying in a calm tone, "Bring your men over."

"Han'er, come with your master."

Master Xingluo held the boy's right hand and walked step by step toward Jiang Mo's seat, stopping only half a meter in front of him.

"Greetings, Senior Xuanzun!"

At just 14 years old, Wu Han has rosy lips and white teeth, and his appearance already shows some heroic spirit, though his posture is slightly awkward.

This was a legend he had admired since childhood. Being able to get so close to his master made him extremely excited, and even his hand holding his master's hand trembled slightly.

"How have you been in Starfall Valley?" Jiang Mo asked gently.

"Yes, Master and everyone else have taken good care of me," the boy told truthfully, his face beaming with an innocent and bright smile.

"That's good."

Jiang Mo gestured for the old man to step back. He then reached out with his right hand and placed it on the boy's head. He used his true energy to analyze the boy's physique and took a drop of blood along the way.

"......"

Master Xinglu remained silent, his aged eyes as calm as still water.

Even if he was unwilling, he dared not show it at this time. The huge difference in strength made him not even have the thought of dissuading him.

Throughout the process, the special inscriptions that were formed innately in the boy's body were embedded in his bones, appearing and disappearing intermittently. Jiang Mo could clearly perceive them and memorize their shapes and internal structures.

When it was over, Jiang Mo pressed down on the boy's head, shaking it like he was teasing a neighbor's child, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes, and said:

"You did me a small favor, do you have any wishes?"

In return, I can make it happen for you, but only on your own.

"Really? Senior Xuanzun!!"

Upon hearing this, the boy's eyes suddenly lit up, sparkling with excitement.

"Do you think I would lie to a child like you?"

Jiang Mo was amused by him and casually pinched the boy's cheek.

Compared to the cunning and calculating cultivators and ordinary people, he showed extraordinary tolerance and kindness towards innocent and carefree children.

"Then...then I'd like you to engrave an inscription on my sword, is that alright?"

"Of course." Jiang Mo couldn't help but smile.

Then, the boy took out the gift given to him by the Valley Master of Starfall Valley as a token of his apprenticeship. It was a longsword made from the ancient and precious material, Blood Phoenix Wood, and was incomparably sharp.

"May you forge ahead without hesitation, achieve success in your cultivation, and one day be free from all constraints in the mortal world."

Jiang Mo encouraged the young man's vision for the future. On the Blood Phoenix Sword, he channeled his Qi and used his fingers as a brush to carve the two characters 'Wu Han'. The characters were magnificent and imposing, resembling a soaring dragon at first glance.

"Thank you! Thank you!!"

The boy was delighted with the sword and thanked the man repeatedly.

"Thank you for engraving this inscription, Venerable Master. If this foolish child develops some of your abilities in the future, I, as his master, will be honored for the rest of my life."

Master Xinglu, who was standing to the side, also bowed and smiled slightly.

"There are some other trivial matters concerning the child's whereabouts. You can discuss them yourselves, and I will bear witness to this."

Jiang Mo brought up the Immortal Source incident from a while ago, patted the boy on the shoulder again, and comforted him:

"Don't be nervous, everything is up to you."

"Yes." The boy nodded solemnly.

Then, Ning He and Xu Qiuyu began to negotiate with Master Xingluo, the Valley Master, and a group of elders. Although they appreciated talent, they felt powerless in the face of the cold reality.

In terms of the closeness of their relationship, Master Xingluo has become the boy's master, and they have spent nearly two months together, so their relationship is close.

In terms of upbringing, the resources and training of the Nine Departments are far inferior to those of Xingluo Valley. They are afraid that taking the boy back will hinder his destiny and waste his talent.

These two points alone are enough to make Ning He and Xu Qiuyu back down.

They were under a lot of psychological pressure and did not ask the boy to return to their side. They simply talked peacefully with Master Xingluo, hoping that he could nurture such a genius and let him shine in the future.

The die is cast, and there's no going back. After half an hour of communication, the people from the Nine Departments and Xingluo Valley left one after another.

With about ten days left before the agreed-upon time with the Flying Immortal Sect, Jiang Mo decided to go into seclusion to see if he could undergo some further transformation.

Chapter 477 Demon Blood Tempers My Body, Who Will Be King of the Mortal Realm?

morning.

Jiang Mo explained the recent matters to Chengzhen and Sichong. Afterwards, he returned to the Sanyi Secret Realm and found a secluded place to cultivate.

The secluded cave was illuminated by the warm firelight, as bright as day. Dozens of enormous fireballs floated in mid-air, burning continuously, like an inexhaustible source of energy.

The entire underground cave was unusually quiet. The nearest sect ruins were 200 kilometers away. Now, this place was Jiang Mo's secluded cultivation cave.

He sat on the ground, and without needing to adjust his breathing or cleanse his mind, he entered a perfect state of cultivation.

"Wow!"

A colorless vortex writhed before his eyes, and a robust figure emerged—it was none other than Jiang Mo's ancient cosmic clone.

His skin was bronze, his hair was jet black, and the depths of his eyes revealed the vicissitudes of time. His body was covered with exceptionally beautiful flowing lines, not complicated or crowded, but simple and beautiful, just right, which greatly enhanced the divine aura he exuded.

The Ancient Universe Body has reached a minor level of mastery. This is the ultimate achievement that Jiang Mo could attain by accumulating time without a proper cultivation technique.

The remaining steps, from mastery to mastery, and then to perfection and flawlessness, require an understanding of the laws of time, which can no longer be achieved simply by cultivating in the heavenly realm.

Jiang Mo seemed to be deep in thought. The consciousness that controlled the clone was a wisp that was separated from the origin of his soul, but his understanding of the laws of time was completely blank, which caused the clone's cultivation to stagnate.

He estimated that if he wanted to complete this journey and achieve the great perfection of the ancient cosmic body, he would need an additional sixty or eighty years.

For ordinary Masters and Dao Lords, this is something they can afford to wait for.

However, for Jiang Mo, it was too slow and the results were too low.

Even if this clone cultivates to its fullest potential and becomes a Dao Lord, it will still be far inferior to the current him. The only worthwhile use might be to enter the River of Time and intercept the deceased.

However, judging from what Xianhua said, the probability is not high, and it may be used as a trump card to guard the sect in the future.

Jiang Mo controlled his clone, his true qi flowing through his limbs and bones, and began to activate the divine power that was growing within him. A gray river of time flowed from his fingertips, gradually expanding in size, like a wild horse that had broken free of its reins, galloping wildly.

"Crash!!!"

As Jiang Mo controlled the thought, the one-meter-wide gray river swirled around him, then suddenly rushed towards a piece of ore he had taken out. The moment they made contact, hundreds of years of time swept over it, instantly causing it to decay, fade, and even crack into many fragments.

After soaking for a few more seconds, the fragments turned into dust and vanished completely into nothingness, as if they had never existed at all.

"..."

Witnessing this scene, Jiang Mo deduced that the combat power of this clone was at the peak of the Demon General realm or the Quasi-King realm, and it did indeed have unique abilities.

If we take today as the boundary and collect more innate physiques to cultivate clones, the scene a hundred years from now might be quite beautiful.

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated and immediately took action. His figure was swallowed up by the vortex unfolding in the Heavenly Kingdom. He needed to use the time difference between the two worlds to create another innate clone.

As day and night turned, a full twelve hours passed before Jiang Mo emerged from the Heavenly Kingdom once more, this time with an additional clone behind him. After years of failures, he had succeeded by chance in one go, perfectly replicating the Blood Lotus Physique.