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

That is a precious garment that protects both the physical body and the soul, and it is perfectly compatible with disciples who cultivate the Reverse Rebirth Triple Stage.

Even if one's cultivation level is at the low level of the Profound Fate stage, it will not affect the ability to unleash the maximum power of the corresponding level. After wearing it, it is almost like an extension of the body.

"Kacha!"

Jiang Mo took out his phone and stood side by side with Lu Jin, who was smiling brightly, to take a photo together.

"Practice diligently. I'm leaving now. Contact me if you need anything."

Jiang Mo patted Lu Jin on the shoulder, said goodbye, and then traveled thousands of miles to the headquarters of Baotiange in the Central China region, where he met with Yu Huai, Xian Shu, Zhuge Yu, Wei Er, Ming Ku, and others.

"Uncle-Master! You've arrived!"

Upon seeing his commander right in front of him, Zhuge Yu rushed over and gave Jiang Mo a bear hug, clearly delighted.

"Hmm, look at you guys."

Jiang Mo's eyes were full of kindness as he reached out and gently pressed down on the top of Zhuge Yu's buzz cut, shaking it a few times, his mood very good.

Afterwards, Jiang Mo reminisced with them and presented them with several Cloud Frost Jade Robes, which the four humans and one demon wore. Undoubtedly, these were symbols of their sect status.

"There are still some left. Let's summon the other juniors as well."

Upon hearing Jiang Mo's instructions, Zhuge Yu quickly complied. In no time, rows of young disciples stood in the office of the highest-ranking official, greeting him.

"The Taoist robes I give you will protect your lives from now on. With a single thought, you can hide them within your body, not revealing them to the outside. They also have many wonderful benefits for your soul, which you need to experience one by one."

"Thank you, Master!"

"Thank you, Grand Tutor!!"

Let's take a group photo, everyone.

Jiang Mo chuckled softly, urging everyone to come closer, and then took out his phone to press the shutter.

"Master, may I take a picture with you?" Zhuge Yu's grand-disciple asked expectantly.

"can."

"Go, go, little guy, go to the back of the line. Uncle-Master, I'll go first."

However, Zhuge Yu immediately snatched it away.

"Master, I'd like to take a picture with you too!"

The speaker was Junze, Chengzhen's eldest disciple, who had also gone down the mountain with Zhuge for training.

"Is it okay if it still needs an autograph?"

"Uncle-Master, wait for me!"

Yu Huai walked over laughing, quickly took a place, and put his arm around Jiang Mo's arm.

"Ok, Ok."

"Master! I, I! I!"

"Grand Tutor, don't forget me!"

"Master Xuan, may I also take a picture?"

Surrounded by his entourage, laughter filled the entire office.

Jiang Mo hadn't been this happy in a long time. He took photos with each of his disciples and used 'Sui Xin' to instantly mold the photos into his hand, leaving his signature and message on them before distributing them one by one.

Everyone was overjoyed when they received the photos, especially Zhuge Yu, who had twenty photos of himself with the group.

Jiang Mo doted on this disciple who was diligent in his cultivation and had a resolute and honest character, granting his every request.

Until he dared to ask a rebellious question:

"Uncle-Master, when will you find your partner and settle down?"

"Give birth to a big, healthy boy, and we guarantee to feed your baby until he's plump and healthy."

"Zhuge, you really are..."

Jiang Mo couldn't help but smile bitterly. He really couldn't do this. He had cultivated for over two hundred years, so how could he understand love? In the end, he smiled but didn't answer.

After staying at Tianbao Pavilion for two days, Jiang Mo left and went straight to Kyoto. In a villa in a bustling urban area, he found Lin Qi, who was being helped out by an elderly noblewoman.

"Uncle-Master, you've arrived!?"

"This is... Shu Qing, my... beloved."

"Shu Qing, this is my martial uncle."

Lin Qi, who is over eighty years old, still looks like a middle-aged man because of his cultivation of reverse life. At this moment, he is as awkward as a teenager being inspected by his parents, and he even stutters when he speaks.

The noblewoman standing next to him looked surprised when she saw Jiang Mo.

Upon hearing Lin Qi's words, a blush appeared on her weathered face, and she quickly greeted Jiang Mo respectfully and politely.

"Beloved?"

"Shouldn't it be the wife?"

Jiang Mo asked with great interest.

He was delighted to meet someone who shared his love of chess. It was their first meeting, and he had forgotten to bring a gift, but he quickly came up with a more meaningful one.

"We met in our early years, but later, due to work, we were separated by distance and never married. Now that we're old, we don't care about these things anymore. It's enough to see the person we once longed for by our side."

"Uncle-Master, may I address you like that?"

Liu Shuqing first explained the reason, then asked with a subtle smile, implicitly acknowledging Jiang Mo's use of the term "wife".

"of course."

Over the next few hours, Jiang Mo chatted with the two and learned about their past.

Liu Shuqing was an ordinary person who had never cultivated. She used to work in archaeology of ancient civilizations. By chance, she became acquainted with Lin Qi and they fell in love. They admired each other for half their lives, wasting away their time together.

"How about this."

"Here's a gift for you."

As an elder, Jiang Mo didn't want his respected junior to have any regrets, so a mysterious light ignited at his fingertips.

As he reached out and lightly touched the foreheads of Lin Qi and Liu Shuqing, he bestowed the 'Seclusion from the World' effect upon them. Since one of them was not yet a Dao Lord and the other had no cultivation at all, it didn't take much effort at all.

"This...is this?"

Lin Qi's pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt a thin film instantly cover his body and then disappear in an instant.

"I have frozen the flow of your time. From now on, you two belong to time outside of time. You can go anywhere in the world and enjoy the years you have lost."

"There is no time limit, until you are tired, whether it is a hundred years or two hundred years, it doesn't matter."

"Congratulations on your marriage. Linqi, please make sure to give a belated wedding to someone who deeply loves you."

Jiang Mo smiled and gave him earnest instructions, then handed him a cloud-frost jade robe.

"Master... Uncle-Master... Thank you!!"

At that moment, Lin Qi trembled all over, tears blurring his vision. He could no longer hold back his emotions and hugged Jiang Mo's knees, bursting into tears.

"Waaah... Uncle-Master... thank you... waaah..."

"Good child, why are you crying? You should be happy."

Jiang Mo stroked Lin Qi's head, his eyes gentle and full of pity.

He didn't see a disheartened and dejected old man, but the boy who had slept soundly on his lap one night more than seventy years ago, whispering:

"Enjoy your life and make up for your regrets."

Chapter 496 Once close friends, now going their separate ways

Jiang Mo only stayed in Linqi for half a day before moving on to the next stop to visit the other disciples who were training elsewhere, presenting them all with Cloud Frost Jade Robes.

Originally, he possessed the Qi of these disciples and juniors. Within the sect, even across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, he could send it to them in an instant. However, that was too indifferent. So he made a trip himself, treating it as a journey.

It took a week, during which time the Renwu Sect and the Nine Departments were given ample time to negotiate.

When he returned to his sect's dormitory, he was carrying a pile of photos. He hung them one by one on the south-facing wall of the room, which immediately added a touch of unseen but real warmth to the previously empty room.

"Drip!"

"Drip!"

Just then, the cell phone in my arms emitted a pleasant ringtone and a slight vibration.

As soon as Jiang Mo answered the call, Ning He said, "Senior, we have already reached an agreement. You are welcome to come anytime. The senior from the Martial Sect is also here."

"......"

After learning the details, Jiang Mo did not respond. He hung up the phone, raised his right hand, and his fingertips flashed with brilliant purple light, leaving a crack in the void that looked like a sword cutting through it. The world behind the crack was the secret base of the Nine Departments located a thousand meters underground in the capital.

"Wow!"

Looking at the heavily guarded base, Jiang Mo walked in calmly.

Ning He, Xu Qiuyu, Gu Zhiya, Yuan Xiao and other leaders, along with a series of high-ranking officials from the Ninth Department, watched this scene with bated breath. The next moment, they led a group of base guards in a loud, thunderous greeting.

"Welcome, Venerable Master!"

"Welcome, Venerable Master!"

"Welcome, Venerable Master!"

The base's guardians and warriors were filled with excitement; when they saw the approaching figure, they felt their blood boil.

The strongest Master of the era, the starting point of a new myth, all sorts of legendary deeds are just insignificant embellishments to his life.

The moment they finally saw Jiang Mo, all the powerful humans present felt a breathtaking tension, experiencing for the first time the immense contrast between the light of a firefly and the brilliance of the sun and moon.

Not far away, several elders from the Renwu Sect and a group of elders who had followed them couldn't help but cast a look of awe.

The man before them was simply too amazing. Despite rising from the mortal realm, he was able to suppress a group of worldly sects from the era of spiritual energy revival, leaving them breathless and completely unable to act rashly.

No one knows what kind of personality or nature this so-called Xuanzun or Demon Lord has, but he possesses the ultimate martial power. Even if he does nothing, just quietly guarding the southern Fujian province, no sect or demon king in the region dares to cross the line there.

"It's you?"

When Jiang Mo met with the people from the Martial Sect and the Nine Divisions, his gaze immediately fell on an old man dressed in simple black clothes.

He was only 1.7 meters tall, with a hunched back, and a cane shaped like a sword in his hand. His beard and eyebrows were all white, and he was already old and frail. Even his walking was shaky and weak. However, the terrifying energy contained in his body still overwhelmed everyone. This was undoubtedly the master of the Human Martial Sect.

"Greetings, Venerable Xuanzun, this old man is Tu Zhu."

A friendly smile appeared on the old man's wrinkled face.

Those cloudy, deeply sunken eyes were also scrutinizing Jiang Mo's appearance very seriously, a fleeting look of surprise crossing their faces.

"I've met senior."

Jiang Mo also greeted him politely. Apart from the Demon King and Master who were his enemies, he was used to addressing anyone older than him in this way, and he did not look down on them because of their strength of cultivation.

"I have long admired the illustrious name of the Mysterious Venerable, and seeing him today, he truly is like a celestial being reborn in the world."

Tu Zhu stroked his beard and praised, then introduced each of the elderly men who had accompanied him:

"These are the Supreme Elders of our sect, and also my fellow disciples of the same generation. They are Yun Nian, Kong Lian, and Gai Yuan."

"Greetings, Your Excellency Xuanzun." The elders bowed in unison.

"I've met all the seniors."

Jiang Mo glanced at them and saw that these old men were all around three hundred years old. In other sects, they would usually be young sect leaders or elders in their prime, but in the Human Martial Sect, they were the most senior members of the sect.

Jiang Mo was not surprised by this, and he even knew the reason. It was nothing more than the cultivation method passed down by the Martial Sect. By sacrificing a certain amount of lifespan, one could gain combat power several times stronger than other cultivators of the same level. This had been the case since ancient times.

Moreover, during a certain period of their heyday, they almost squeezed into the ranks of the upper echelons of religious sects.

"How about we meet up?" Elder Tu Zhu suggested heading to the secret realm of their Human Martial Sect.

"it is good."

Jiang Mo knew the location of that secret realm. He stomped his right foot, and a void portal reappeared out of thin air.

Then, Tu Zhu and the three Supreme Elders led the way, welcoming everyone back to a scenic pavilion in the sect, and driving away any irrelevant people.

In the end, only Jiang Mo, Ning He, Xu Qiuyu, Gu Zhiya, Yuan Xiao, Xia Fei, and the four elders of the Renwu Sect remained.

The first to speak was Tu Zhu's youngest junior brother, Gai Yuan, an old man with only one eye and one arm, dressed in a black and gold martial robe. His voice was deep and solemn as he said: