One person: Lu Jin, do I look like your master?

He didn't want to maintain that embarrassing image from last night in front of the younger generation, especially in front of this young man who might have a deep connection with his sect.

However, his reaction just happened to run into the old master who loved to see him make a fool of himself.

"Hahahahaha!"

The old celestial master let out a hearty laugh, completely undisguised in his gloating, and as if by magic, instantly pulled a brand-new smartphone from the wide sleeve of his Taoist robe.

He quickly swiped his fingers across the screen a few times, then shoved the screen directly in front of Lu Jin's eyes without any hesitation.

"Look? The evidence is irrefutable! The proof is undeniable! Tsk tsk, look at how he's crying, it's truly heartbreaking, enough to make anyone who hears it weep, a tragedy that grieves the entire nation!"

On the phone screen was a photo taken from an extremely "tricky" angle and with an extremely "clear" image—in the dark forest at night, under the pale moonlight, he, Lu Jin, one of the Ten Elders, was kneeling on the ground without any regard for his image, burying his head in his hands and weeping bitterly.

Tears streamed down his face, and he looked utterly miserable and wretched, perfectly capturing the breakdown of a centenarian.

Lu Jin: "!!!"

A surge of hot blood rushed to Lu Jin's head, and she felt a sudden darkness before her eyes and a ringing in her ears, almost choking on her breath.

At that moment, he understood a truth very deeply: sometimes, physical death may not matter, but this kind of social death, especially the social death caused by his old enemy holding dirty secrets, is what is truly tormenting.

"Zhang Zhiwei! You disrespectful old man! Shameless! You old scoundrel who pries into other people's privacy!"

Lu Jin was so angry that he trembled all over, and his snow-white beard stood on end. He shoved away the phone that was almost touching his nose.

But his chest heaved violently a few times, and he finally managed to suppress the impulse with great willpower.

Right now, there are things a million times more important than arguing with this old bastard.

He ignored the old Taoist priest who was still winking and chuckling, as if he were invisible.

He walked step by step to Wang Xuan, his steps even trembling slightly due to his inner excitement, anticipation, and a certain indescribable tension.

He carefully examined Wang Xuan's young yet serene face.

Those eyes, which had seen through a century of vicissitudes and experienced countless joys and sorrows, once again uncontrollably welled up with turbid and scalding tears.

This time, it wasn't sadness, but an indescribable excitement.

"It's so similar...it's really too similar..."

He muttered to himself, his voice choking uncontrollably.

"Senior Lu."

Wang Xuan bowed slightly and greeted a junior.

His movements were natural and fluid, carrying a kind of ancient charm.

No matter how extraordinary his strength was, the other party was an elder over a hundred years old, so this gesture of respect was both appropriate and reasonable.

Lu Jin quickly offered a gesture of support, seemingly hesitant to fully accept the courtesy.

He asked eagerly, with disbelief and immense anticipation, his voice still trembling slightly with excitement:

"Young man, you...you could be studying...my Trinity School...?"

Wang Xuan did not answer directly with words.

He knew that for Lu Jin, any words would be inadequate to describe her.

He provided the most direct, irrefutable, and inspiring answer through his actions.

With a slight thought, his internal energy began to circulate silently!

The next moment, under Lu Jin's suddenly wide-eyed gaze and the old celestial master's slightly curious and inquisitive eyes, Wang Xuan's skin became crystal clear at a speed visible to the naked eye.

His long, jet-black hair moved without wind, and the ends of his hair even seemed to shimmer with a pure, jade-like luster.

His body defied common sense and slowly floated up, his feet lightly three feet off the ground, floating in mid-air so lightly, naturally, and as if weightless!

There was no violent burst of Qi, no earth-shattering sound, no strange phenomenon of swirling smoke and clouds; everything happened so smoothly and harmoniously.

Reverse Rebirth Triple Stage! And it's the third stage of Reverse Rebirth Triple Stage that he has cultivated.

Lu Jin stared intently at the scene before her, her breath suddenly stopping! Her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand!

This posture, this aura, this pervasive sense of purity and holiness, so close to, even seemingly returning to, the primordial Qi...

How similar it was to the scene deepest in his memory when his mentor, Zuo Ruotong, finally stepped into that profound and mysterious third realm!

An immense joy, excitement, relief, and an indescribable sense of liberation, as if a thousand-pound burden had been lifted, swept away Lu Jin's carefully maintained defenses like a mighty gust of wind.

"Great! Great! Great!"

He said "good" three times in a row, his voice trembling uncontrollably, and tears welled up again, rolling down his aged cheeks.

But he was laughing, laughing heartily and joyfully, as if he wanted to sweep away the pent-up frustration of the past few decades!

The guilt and despair over the loss of the lineage finally saw the glimmer of hope for its continuation and brought unimaginable comfort!

He was so excited he could hardly contain himself. He stepped forward, almost grabbing Wang Xuan's arm, his voice still trembling violently:

"Excellent! Young brother! That's wonderful! Heaven truly has eyes! Our ancestors have blessed us! Our Sanyi Sect... will never perish! Never perish!"

He carefully examined Wang Xuan's youthful face and asked the most crucial, urgent, and unbelievable question to him:

"I don't know... I don't know where you came from, or how you learned my Three Ones Sect's method—the Reverse Rebirth Triple Technique?"

In order to prevent the lineage of the Sanyi Clan from dying out completely, he did not hesitate to break the Lu family's thousand-year-old rules.

Since the methods learned outside were not to be passed on to family members, he made an exception and passed on the Reverse Life Triple Technique to his great-grandson Lu Lin, hoping to leave behind a tiny spark that could one day ignite a prairie fire.

But he never expected that there would be outsiders in this world, without his knowledge.

He quietly honed this skill to such an astonishing level that it was almost comparable to his former mentor, Zuo Ruotong!

This is nothing short of a miracle! It is the greatest gift that God has bestowed upon the Trinity!

Chapter 60: The Complete Nature?

Lu Jin's eyes welled up again, and tears of excitement almost spilled out again, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the old master's amused expression, as if he were enjoying the show.

And with that phone that seemed ready to be raised again at any moment, he forced back the bitterness in his eyes, stubbornly maintaining the last shred of dignity he had as a senior.

Don't cry! We absolutely cannot give this old scoundrel any more leverage!

He took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound steady, but his urgent curiosity and concern were hard to hide:

"Wang Xuan! Where exactly did you learn this Triple Reversal of Life technique?"

He simply had no choice but to ask for clarification.

In his mind, the orthodox lineage of the Sanyi Sect had been completely severed with the passing of his mentor, Zuo Ruotong, and the subsequent calamities. The disciples had scattered and withered away. Now, the only ones in the world who clearly knew the complete Reverse Life Triple Cultivation Method were him, Lu Jin, and his great-grandson, Lu Lin.

The sudden emergence of a young man like Wang Xuan, who has cultivated the Reverse Life Triple Realm to such an unbelievable level, must indicate that his origins are extraordinary.

"This one……"

Wang Xuan hesitated for a moment, having already prepared his words. He revealed a perfectly measured hint of reminiscence and emotion, and slowly began:

"It was quite a coincidence. After my father passed away, I was heartbroken after arranging his funeral, so I went into the mountains to clear my mind."

In a secluded, remote mountain cave, the remains of a senior cultivator were discovered by chance, with a silk scroll containing the "Triple Rebirth" cultivation technique lying beside him.

He paused, his tone becoming more natural, as if it were indeed true:

"Perhaps, it was a senior from the Sanyi Sect who went out alone to cultivate and comprehend the Dao in order to break through to a higher realm."

Unfortunately... the senior ultimately failed to achieve his goal, but the technique was preserved as a result. It was through this stroke of luck that I learned this unique skill.

This explanation makes sense.

Wang Xuan remembered that the original work mentioned that many senior masters of the Sanyi Sect chose to stay away from the mortal world and cultivate in seclusion in order to break through the bottleneck of the Reverse Life Triple Realm. It is entirely possible that they eventually passed away peacefully in some deep mountain cave.

Using this excuse is the most appropriate thing to do.

Are you suggesting he tell the truth, that he possesses an incredible thing called "System" and that his cultivation techniques, secret manuals, and cultivation level were all obtained through daily check-ins?

Let alone whether Lu Jin and the Old Celestial Master can understand it, even if they do believe it, this matter is too shocking and will inevitably attract endless scrutiny and trouble.

Although Wang Xuan was confident that he was unmatched in the world of supernatural beings, he also knew the principle that "human strength has its limits" and that he was no match for modern technological weapons.

Never underestimate the wisdom of ordinary people and the devastating power they possess. A low-key and reasonable explanation is the best form of camouflage.

After listening to Wang Xuan's explanation, Lu Jin's excited expression subsided slightly, and she nodded thoughtfully.

This statement is indeed the most logical speculation.

During the heyday of the Sanyi Sect, there were many disciples. Some of the senior brothers and sisters went on journeys and never returned. It is not impossible that they would eventually leave their teachings behind somewhere and be obtained by someone with the right destiny.

This put his mind at ease, at least the sect's secret techniques were not spread through any crooked or evil means.

However, as I relaxed, another question arose in my mind.

He looked at Wang Xuan's young face, hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help speaking. His tone was filled with the concern of an elder, yet he was also somewhat cautious, afraid of touching on the other person's painful memories:

"I see... It's your good fortune after all. And... your father...?"

He didn't finish his sentence, but his meaning was clear: he wanted to find out about Wang Xuan's family background, why he buried his father alone, and why he happened to enter that mountain.

Wang Xuan seemed completely unconcerned, his expression calm, as if discussing a trivial matter unrelated to him, and casually replied:

“Oh, my late father. He was not my biological father. I was just an abandoned baby he found by chance when he was collecting herbs in the mountains when he was young. He was also a member of the Quanxing in his early years.”

"Oh, so it was adoption... Huh?! Wait! What did you say?!"

Lu Jin initially nodded in agreement with Wang Xuan's tone, but the words "Quanxing" struck him like thunderbolts.

The gentle concern on his face froze instantly, and he stood there as if he had been frozen in place, his pupils suddenly contracting!

He even wondered if he was hallucinating due to his age. He subconsciously rubbed his ears, and his voice was distorted. With incredulous astonishment, he asked again:

"All...all sexes?! You just said...all sexes?!"

Standing to the side, the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei, who had been watching the show with a smile, suddenly had a glint of light flash in his usually half-closed eyes the moment he heard the word "Quanxing"!

Almost reflexively, he quickly reached into the wide sleeve of his Taoist robe again—the movement was clearly to pull out his "sinful" cell phone!

The reason? It couldn't be simpler!

He knew his old friend too well! In his life, Lu Jin could endure anything and let go of anything, but there were two things that were his Achilles' heel and could not be touched!

First, any disrespect shown to his mentor Zuo Ruotong and the Sanyi School.

Secondly, he was involved with the "Quanxing" monster! Especially the latter, which was an absolute forbidden zone that could make him go berserk and lose all reason in an instant!

After receiving confirmation from Wang Xuan.

"Yes, my father was once a member of the All-Sex Society."

Later, he must have grown tired of the constant fighting and insecurity within the Quanxing sect, which is why he chose to escape to such a remote place to live in seclusion. Unexpectedly, by sheer chance, he found me.

The color drained from Lu Jin's face at a visible speed, replaced by an extreme, livid hue caused by rage!

On his forehead and temples, veins bulged out like writhing dragons, throbbing violently!

The Qi around him, which had become peaceful after seeing the same ultimate technique, instantly turned into a powder keg that had been ignited, becoming violent, chaotic, and filled with a destructive aura!

The temperature in the entire hall seemed to drop several degrees suddenly!

Lu Jin slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with terrifying bloodshot veins due to extreme anger, and he stared intently at Wang Xuan.

His voice was low and hoarse, like sandpaper scraping against the skin; each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a cold, almost tangible killing intent.

"Little-zi-!"

"Do you—know—what—you—are—saying?!"

"All-Genders?!"

He practically roared out the last two words, the sound so loud that dust fell from the beams and pillars of the main hall!

An immense, mountain-like pressure instantly locked onto Wang Xuan!

Lu Linglong, who was standing to the side, was so frightened by this sudden turn of events that she turned pale and subconsciously took a step back, tightly grabbing Zhang Chulan's arm beside her.

Zhang Chulan's scalp tingled, and golden light unconsciously began to flow around his body as he inwardly groaned:

"Holy crap! This guy's saying whatever comes to mind! This is going to be a disaster!"

As for why Zhang Chulan was here, it's because he sneaked over when Grandpa Lu came over, but no one paid any attention to him!

Chapter 61 Lu Jinhong is warm