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

In today's world of supernatural beings, few of the younger generation know this name, unless they are descendants of old friends like Grandpa Lu Jin who have a deep connection with the San Yi Sect.

Or perhaps they are older figures who have conducted in-depth research on the history of the supernatural world.

It's perfectly normal for a "young" disciple like Wang Ye to be unaware of the existence of the Sanyi Sect.

"Tsk, looks like I'll have to go back and flip through some books or ask around."

Wang Ye muttered to himself that Wang Xuan's brief introduction not only failed to satisfy his curiosity, but also seemed to have planted a new seed of doubt in his heart.

Wang Xuan, who suddenly appeared in Biyou Village and was described by Zhuge Qing as "the sun in the inner world," claiming to be from no sect but inheriting the methods of the "Sanyi Sect," seems to be shrouded in even greater mystery.

A cool night breeze blew by. Wang Ye stood there for a moment, pondering, then shook his head, temporarily suppressing his many questions, and strolled back to his residence.

Chapter 78 The Past of the Trinity Sect

As dawn broke, the thin mist of the night dissipated from Biyou Village, draping the village nestled among the mountains in a soft golden veil.

The chirping of birds replaced the silence of the night, wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys, and the villagers began another day of work. On the surface, everything remained peaceful and harmonious.

Wang got up very early, or rather, he hadn't slept well last night because he was thinking about the "Sanyi Gate" incident.

With this matter on his mind, he quickly washed up and then wandered around the village, looking for Zhuge Qing.

He knew that with Zhuge Qing's cunning nature, he definitely wouldn't sleep in.

Sure enough, under the big locust tree in the center of the village, he saw Zhuge Qing chatting with Fu Rong.

Fu Rong seemed to be asking him for some tips on the circulation of Qi, while Zhuge Qing, with a knowing smile, explained.

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on his handsome face, making him look exceptionally content.

"Yo! Master Wang! Good morning!"

Zhuge Qing caught a glimpse of Wang Ye strolling over out of the corner of his eye, raised his hand, and lazily greeted him, his smile as enigmatic as ever.

When Fu Rong saw Wang Ye, she nodded politely, and then tactfully said to Zhuge Qing:

"Mr. Qing, I understand what you've said. I'll go give it a try. Thank you!"

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Zhuge Qing then focused all his attention on Wang Ye, his narrowed fox-like eyes scanning him up and down, his tone slightly teasing:

"What's wrong, Master Wang? Look at your dark circles, didn't you sleep well last night? How have you been adjusting to Biyou Village these past two days?"

His question, seemingly out of concern, actually carried a hint of schadenfreude, as if saying, "Let me get you involved in this mess too."

Wang Ye glared at Zhuge Qing with his signature dead fish eyes, looking at him with annoyance.

He knew this fox's nature all too well. He had previously tried to persuade him to "see" Wang Xuan's "sun" but failed. Now he was definitely up to something bad again.

"You boy!"

Wang Ye curled his lip, too lazy to beat around the bush with him, and directly ignored Zhuge Qing's questions about sleep and adaptability, asking directly.

"Old Qing, don't interrupt. Your Zhuge family is an ancient family of extraordinary people with a long history and extensive knowledge, much better than me, a Taoist who came to the sect halfway through my life."

I ask you, have you ever heard of a sect called 'Sanyi Sect'?

"Trinity Gate?"

Upon hearing this name, Zhuge Qing's usual, seemingly unchanging smile faded slightly, and his narrowed eyes opened a crack, revealing a hint of surprise.

He didn't answer immediately, but instead asked:

"Why did you suddenly ask this? The Trinity Gate... that name is rarely mentioned these days."

Seeing Zhuge Qing's reaction, Wang Ye felt reassured. There's hope! This guy really did know!

He knew that going to Zhuge Qing was the right choice.

Wang Ye smiled smugly, put his hands behind his head, and gave off an expression that said, "I saw right through you."

"I'm not as stupid as some people who are just curious and blindly go into the interior to face the 'sun.' If I have any questions, I usually just ask directly. It's much easier and doesn't hurt my health."

He paused deliberately, admiring the slight twitching of Zhuge Qing's lips, before continuing:

“I ran into Wang Xuan yesterday and asked him directly. He said he was from no sect or school, but he learned the techniques of the Sanyi Sect.”

Wang Ye repeated Wang Xuan's words, then stared at Zhuge Qing, waiting for his explanation.

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Qing was first taken aback, then raised his hand and patted his forehead, a look of annoyance and self-deprecation on his face:

"Oh dear! Really... How could I not have thought of such a simple method! I was so focused on being amazed by the interior that I completely forgot that the most direct way was to ask the person in person! What a blunder!"

He shook his head, seemingly genuinely regretting his "fixed mindset."

Wang Ye looked at him like this and was too lazy to complain. He just silently urged him with his eyes: Stop acting and get to the point!

Zhuge Qing put away his joking expression, knowing that Wang Ye was waiting to hear what was to come.

He paused for a moment, seemingly organizing his thoughts on how to clearly recount the history of this sect that had been buried for many years.

"He said he belonged to no sect or school, yet he had learned the methods of the San Yi Sect..."

Zhuge Qing spoke slowly, his gaze becoming somewhat distant, as if recalling records from his family's ancient texts.

"That's actually not wrong. Because..."

He stopped halfway through his sentence and looked at Wang Ye's eyes, which were full of curiosity and a hint of impatience.

He then sighed softly and revealed a truth that was already unfamiliar to most young people in the world of supernatural beings:

"Because the Trinity Clan ceased to exist decades ago. It can be said that it was wiped out."

"The entire family was wiped out?"

Although Wang Ye had a premonition, he was still surprised to hear the word in person.

A sect that once existed has completely disappeared into the annals of history.

Zhuge Qing nodded, his tone carrying a calm, historical narrative quality, yet also subtly tinged with a hint of melancholy:

“That’s right. Looking at the entire world of supernatural beings now, the only one who can still be considered a successor of the Sanyi Sect and barely represent the Sanyi Sect’s reputation is probably only one person—Lu Jin, one of the current Ten Elders, the old master Lu.”

"Old Master Lu Jin?"

Wang Ye was taken aback again.

Zhuge Qing affirmed, and continued to explain.

"In the past, the Sanyi Sect was a renowned sect. Its ultimate technique, 'Reverse Rebirth Triple,' was incredibly profound. It is said that when cultivated to a high level, one could transform the primordial Qi, return to simplicity, and become almost like an immortal."

Its leader, the Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong, was recognized as one of the top masters of his time, renowned throughout the world of extraordinary beings.

His tone carried a nostalgic air of reminiscing about that glorious past, but then his voice suddenly turned somber:

"Unfortunately... something happened later. The specific details are not recorded in the classics, and various schools of thought have remained tight-lipped about them."

All that is known is that it was related to the Quanxing demons, which ultimately led to the fall of Immortal Master Zuo Ruotong.

With the sect leader gone and its disciples facing further misfortunes—some dying, some scattering—the once illustrious San Yi Sect vanished into history.

Zhuge Qing sighed again as he finished speaking.

Although the Zhuge family had no direct conflict with the Sanyi Sect, as an ancient family of extraordinary individuals, they couldn't help but feel a sense of shared sorrow over the demise of such a once glorious sect.

He even vaguely remembered that an elder in his family seemed to have some connection with the Sanyi Sect in his early years.

Zhuge Qing concluded, his gaze refocusing on Wang Ye's face.

"Wang Xuan said he was unaffiliated with any sect and learned the methods of the Sanyi Sect, which is not contradictory. He may have just obtained some of the remaining inheritances of the Sanyi Sect by chance, but he is not a disciple of the orthodox sect."

After all, the true Trinity... no longer exists.

Chapter 79 Liao Zhonghe, Temporary Worker

Wang Ye stood under the locust tree, dappled sunlight filtering through the leaves and casting a warm glow on him, a warmth unique to the early morning.

He listened attentively to Zhuge Qing's account of the "Sanyi Sect," from its once-glorious technique "Reverse Rebirth Triple" to the unparalleled prowess of the Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong.

Then came the conflict with Quanxing, the fall of the sect leader, the dispersal of the sect, and finally, only Old Master Lu Jin remains to maintain that invisible plaque.

These long-forgotten histories, like a thin veil blown away by the wind, reveal the blurred and weathered outlines behind them.

Although Wang Ye is not a history buff, as a sorcerer, he has a natural sensitivity to cause and effect, rise and fall, and cycles of life.

After listening, he slowly nodded, finally receiving a preliminary, background-style answer to many of his questions about Wang Xuan.

Wang Ye stroked his chin and thoughtfully concluded.

"What he learned should be the core technique of the San Yi Sect—'Reverse Rebirth Triple'."

This makes a lot of things make sense.

The mystery and formidable strength of a young master who possesses a lost art but is unaffiliated with any sect or school have a plausible, or at least partial, source.

"Now that we know its origins, there's really no need to risk going into the inner realm to inquire further."

Wang Ye felt relieved and much more relaxed.

He wasn't like Zhuge Qing, someone with an almost obsessive thirst for exploring the unknown. Given a safer, more direct way to obtain information, he would never choose to confront the so-called "sun" head-on. Curiosity is important, but his life is more crucial.

Meanwhile, on a winding mountain road far from the hustle and bustle of Biyou Village, there was a seemingly ordinary van that had actually undergone special modifications.

We are driving steadily and firmly along the winding mountain road toward Biyou Village.

The scenery outside the car window rushed past, with rolling mountains and lush forests, but it couldn't conceal the somber atmosphere that was subtly spreading inside the car.

Sitting in this car were the elite team of temporary workers temporarily drawn from various regions by Nadutong Company.

The driver was a black-clad driver from the East China region. He was calm and collected, his sharp eyes fixed on the road ahead.

Sitting in the passenger seat was Xiao Zizai, who was also from East China. He wore glasses and seemed calm, but the occasional glint of shrewdness behind his lenses made him someone not to be underestimated.

The back row was a bit more "lively".

Sitting by the window was Lao Meng, a temporary worker from the Northwest District. He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man who would be easily lost in a crowd, with a gentle demeanor and even a somewhat timid air.

Next to him was Liao Zhong, the representative of the South China region, who was standing with his arms crossed and his brows slightly furrowed, seemingly pondering the next course of action.

Although the company made it clear that he would not participate in direct combat, the pressure was still considerable as a liaison and on-site commander.

Next to them is the "duo" from the North China region—Zhang Chulan and Feng Baobao.

Zhang Chulan seemed relaxed as he whispered something to Feng Baobao, but his eyes kept glancing at the other people in the car with an assessment and vigilance.

Feng Baobao, as always, was adorably dazed, pulling an apple out of nowhere and taking small bites of it.

Sitting on the far side, by another car window, was Wang Zhenqiu from the Southwest District. He was as handsome as a young girl, with striking long hair.

He was now observing everyone in the car with great interest, his eyes sparkling, and it was unclear what he was planning.

For a time, the only sounds inside the carriage were the roar of the engine and the faint sound of Feng Baobao munching on an apple.

Finally, it was Old Meng who broke the silence first. He turned to Liao Zhong beside him and asked in a low voice with the concern of an acquaintance:

"Old Liao, how is Chen Duo doing now?"

He and Liao Zhong were old acquaintances. Back when Liao Zhong was in charge of South China, he had given him a lot of support, and the two had a good personal relationship. He was also well aware of Liao Zhong's complex and deep feelings for Chen Duo.

Liao Zhong, who was deep in thought, was pulled back to reality by Lao Meng's words.

The moment Chen Duo was mentioned, the solemn expression on his face melted away as if ice and snow were melting, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned upwards.

He flashed two rows of big teeth, radiating a heartfelt joy and satisfaction.

"Yes! Good! Very good!"

Liao Zhong nodded repeatedly, his voice becoming louder.

"I've already made arrangements. I've found a trustworthy and gentle mentor to guide her through the process, starting from the basics, gradually conditioning her body, and helping her adapt to a normal lifestyle."

That child... finally has something to look forward to!

His tone was filled with a sense of relief.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Old Meng was genuinely happy for him, and then confirmed it.

"I heard that the deadly primal Gu in her body has been completely eliminated? Is that true?"

"Yes! It's solved! It's completely eradicated!"