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

"It's the Triple Rebirth Technique of the Trinity Sect."

He added a sentence that immediately drew everyone's attention back to him.

"Moreover, based on what I know, Wang Xuan's level of the Reverse Life Triple Realm is probably much stronger than that of Lu Jin, one of the Ten Elders."

"Stronger than Lu Jin?"

Wang Zhenqiu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

As one of the Ten Elders and the holder of the Heavenly Talisman, Lu Jin's strength is recognized as top-tier in the world of supernatural beings. This Wang Xuan is actually stronger than Lu Jin?

Although the others didn't speak, their faces showed similar shock and confusion.

They didn't understand why Zhang Chulan would directly compare Wang Xuan and Lu Jin.

Seeing the puzzled looks on everyone's faces, Liao Zhong took a deep breath of the somewhat stuffy air inside the car and began to explain, his tone carrying the heaviness of recounting history:

"Old Master Lu's methods, apart from the Tongtian Talisman, are fundamentally inherited from the Sanyi Sect."

He looked around at everyone, making sure they understood the relationship: "The doctrines of the Trinity are very unique."

They believed that when a person is born, the primordial energy disperses into the limbs and bones, which is considered "natural".

What they need to do is 'reverse'! By cultivating the Threefold Reversal of Life, they can revert the dispersed Qi acquired later in life back to its innate state!

He paused briefly to allow everyone to digest the idea, and then revealed the even more astonishing part:

"Legend has it that if one cultivates the Reverse Life Triple Technique to the highest third level, one can... return to one's original nature and ascend to immortality!"

Although "ascension to immortality" sounds somewhat mystical, it is enough to illustrate how grand the ultimate goal of this cultivation method is.

After explaining the background, Liao Zhong's gaze sharpened. He looked at Zhang Chulan, his voice low and slow, as if each word carried immense weight:

"Since Zhang Chulan said that Wang Xuan's mastery of the Reverse Life Triple Realm is much stronger than Old Master Lu's... then, could it be that he..."

Liao Zhong didn't finish his sentence, but the guess was already obvious.

"...He has already mastered the third level?"

In an instant, the air inside the carriage seemed to freeze completely.

All eyes were once again focused on Zhang Chulan. This time, the meaning in their gazes was more complex, containing shock, disbelief, and even a hint of horror.

Reversal of Life Triple! The Third Level! Ascension to Immortality!

If Liao Zhong's guess is true, then Wang Xuan's strength will completely exceed their existing assessment system!

That can no longer be described as "very strong" or "unfathomable". It may be an existence that has truly touched the pinnacle of the superhumans and even glimpsed the threshold of "immortals and gods"!

Under the intense gaze of everyone, Zhang Chulan did not directly answer "yes" or "no." He simply remained silent, and then, very slowly but with absolute certainty, nodded.

This simple action seemed to silence all the sounds inside the car.

Someone instinctively gasped.

The nonchalant attitude on Wang Zhenqiu's face vanished completely, replaced by a complex expression that blended extreme seriousness and excitement. He murmured:

"So... this person is beyond just being 'not easy to mess with'... this is practically... a nuclear bomb level existence!"

Hei Guan gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white. Xiao Zizai's gaze behind his glasses flickered, lost in thought.

Old Meng glanced worriedly at Liao Zhong, then at the rapidly receding scenery outside the window; Feng Baobao remained quiet.

The group continued their journey in this heavy, oppressive, and complex silence, tinged with awe for the unknown powerful being.

After an unknown amount of time, the deep sound of a clarinet driver breaking the silence:

The SUV gradually slowed down and finally stopped at the entrance of a secluded mountain road.

Ahead, through the gaps in the trees, the outlines of the houses built against the mountain in Biyou Village can already be vaguely seen.

The sun was shining brightly, bathing the village in peace and tranquility.

But everyone inside the car knew what kind of storm was about to brew beneath this calm.

Chapter 82 Harvest

At the end of the rugged mountain road, at the hidden entrance, Hei Guan slammed on the brakes, and the off-road vehicle came to a stop, the engine's low roar subsiding.

The car door opened, and led by Hei Guan and Xiao Zizai, Wang Zhenqiu, Lao Meng, Zhang Chulan, and Feng Baobao got out of the car one by one, their movements swift and silent.

Only Liao Zhong remained in the driver's seat; his task was to command and coordinate, not to charge into battle.

He rolled down the car window and addressed the temporary workers gathered outside in a deep voice:

"The basic information has already been shared with you: Ma Xianhong, Shenji Bailian, Xiushen Furnace, and those villagers who have been transformed."

You go in first and find out the specific layout and personnel composition of the village, especially the location of Ma Xianhong and the core Shanggenqi.

Note that we should try not to alert the enemy, and avoid direct confrontation unless absolutely necessary. I will set up a temporary command post on the outskirts of the village to maintain constant communication.

The group responded, their voices not loud, but each carrying its own rhythm and characteristics.

Wang Zhenqiu's voice still carried a hint of nonchalant excitement, the clarinet's response was brief and powerful, while Lao Meng seemed somewhat nervous.

They didn't glance at Liao Zhong again; their gazes were already fixed on the seemingly peaceful village ahead.

This special team, composed of various "oddballs," moved swiftly and systematically toward the entrance of Biyou Village, like several shadows of different colors.

They did not deliberately conceal their presence completely, and their numbers and unfamiliar aura quickly attracted the attention of villagers near the village entrance.

Some of the "villagers" who were working in the fields, but were actually cultivating their spiritual power, stopped what they were doing and looked warily at the group of uninvited guests.

The news spread like wildfire, reaching the heart of the village.

Before long, Ma Xianhong arrived at the village entrance with several calm and sharp-eyed individuals of superior talent—including Qiu Rang and Zhang Kun.

His expression wasn't good, partly because Wang Xuan's words about Zhao Guizhen and Qu Tong were still lingering in his mind.

On the other hand, the fact that the company's people came to him so quickly confirmed a certain ominous premonition deep in his heart.

A brief standoff ensued at the village entrance. The atmosphere became somewhat tense for a moment.

Just then, Zhang Chulan fully utilized his shamelessness, put on an innocent smile, took a step forward, and began his set of deceptive lies that were hard to distinguish from the truth.

Although Ma Xianhong had his doubts, his subconscious belief in "education for all" and his confidence in his own strength and that of Biyou Village prevented him from immediately expelling these people.

He scrutinized the group for a moment, his gaze lingering particularly on Hei Guan and Xiao Zizai, before finally stepping aside to make way. His tone wasn't exactly warm, but it wasn't hostile either:

"Since you are guests, please come in. However, we hope you will all abide by the village rules."

And so, after some somewhat absurd negotiations, the company's temporary workers swaggered into the core area of ​​Biyou Village in an almost "invited" manner.

Their arrival was like dropping several depth charges into a seemingly calm lake. The long-standing peace in Biyou Village, built on a fragile balance, officially began its countdown from this moment on.

At the other end of the village, in the small house where Wang Xuan was temporarily staying.

He slowly opened his eyes, his brows furrowing slightly.

'Still not working...'

Wang Xuan sighed inwardly.

He knew that reaching this level of cultivation often required more than just hard work and perseverance to break through; it also necessitated opportunities, sudden enlightenment, or some kind of external stimulus. Forcing a breakthrough might actually backfire.

However, this retreat was not entirely fruitless.

He had previously been trying to integrate some of the characteristics of the Six Treasures Immortal Thief into the Reverse Life Triple system.

The Six Treasures Immortal Thief can imbue his Qi with powerful "digestion" and "devouring" attributes, and can even corrode and dissolve all things by spitting out his saliva.

At this moment, he felt as if he had grasped a little of the trick.

Wang Xuan raised his right hand, a wisp of pure white light flowing from his fingertips—this was the most primordial Qi of the Threefold Reversal of Life.

However, upon closer inspection, one will discover that the edge of this wisp of white light seems to be attached with an extremely subtle, almost imperceptible, strange fluctuation that is constantly "wriggling" and "sucking".

With a slight thought, he gently touched the corner of the wooden table beside him with the white light from his fingertip.

There was no earth-shattering sound, and not even a significant fluctuation in Qi.

But the solid wooden corner of the table, upon contact with the white light, melted and disintegrated silently, like ice meeting a raging fire, turning into the purest particles, which were then completely "swallowed" and absorbed by the white light.

Not a single trace was left! The whole process was incredibly fast, as if that part of the wood had never existed.

"Success..."

A look of satisfaction flashed in Wang Xuan's eyes. 'Although it's only a preliminary fusion, the direction is correct.'

The 'devouring' property of the Six Treasures Immortal Thief is imbued with the Qi of Reverse Life Triple.

In this way, when facing an enemy, each of my attacks not only carries the decomposition and reversal power of the Triple Rebirth itself, but also gains this terrifying devouring and dissolving effect. The power is more than doubled!

This is undoubtedly a powerful trump card.

However, the bottleneck to breaking through the third level still existed. Wang Xuan knew very well that continuing to sit in meditation would be pointless.

He stood up, stretched his stiff limbs, and decided to go for a walk.

The way of cultivation is to maintain a balance between tension and relaxation; sometimes inspiration is born precisely in moments of relaxation.

A change of environment and a change of mood might just bring an unexpected flash of inspiration.

He pushed open the door, the afternoon sun was a bit dazzling. He had only taken a few steps when he bumped into Wang Ye, who was wandering around aimlessly, not knowing where he was going.

"Hey! Mr. Wang!"

Wang Ye still looked as lazy as if he hadn't woken up yet. When he saw Wang Xuan, he casually raised his hand to greet him, but his eyes quickly swept over him, as if he was observing his condition.

Wang Xuan nodded in response, said nothing more, and walked straight into the village.

Wang Ye watched his retreating figure, stroked his chin, and muttered:

"His aura seems a little different again... This guy is a monster."

Wang Xuan began to wander aimlessly through Biyou Village.

He walked along the babbling brook, passed through neatly arranged fields tended by the flower-shaped dolls, and glanced at the villagers, some ordinary and some with spiritual cultivation.

We also saw those peculiar buildings and mechanisms that were clearly the creations of Ma Xianhong.

His mind relaxed, and he stopped deliberately thinking about the bottleneck of his cultivation technique. He simply felt the atmosphere of the village and observed the people and things here.

Unbeknownst to him, he had wandered into a relatively secluded area.

Just then, his gaze casually swept across the path ahead and he happened to see a familiar figure—Zhang Chulan.

Zhang Chulan seemed to be investigating something alone, his head down, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking of a solution.

He subconsciously looked up and his gaze met that of Wang Xuan, who was standing quietly not far away, watching him.

Zhang Chulan froze instantly, his brain seemingly shutting down for a second.

His eyes widened, his face filled with astonishment, shock, and a hint of panic at being caught off guard.

He never imagined that Wang Xuan, whom they had been seriously discussing in the car and whom they considered a huge variable and potential threat, was now a threat.

At this moment, without any warning, they were standing right in front of me, right here in Biyou Village!

The air seemed to freeze for a moment. Zhang Chulan felt a fine layer of cold sweat instantly seep out from his back.

Chapter 83 Report

Zhang Chulan's momentary daze lasted only a very brief instant. It was an instinct honed from constantly walking the line between various dangers and conspiracies.

He quickly suppressed all his shock and panic, his face instantly switching to that signature smile, tinged with a hint of flattery and familiarity.

"Oh my! Isn't this Senior Wang? What a coincidence, I never expected to meet you here!"

Zhang Chulan jogged up to Wang Xuan, his waist slightly bent, his face beaming with a warm smile. He looked as if he had met a long-lost elder and shamelessly tried to get close to him.

"How have you been lately? I've been thinking of you ever since we parted ways at Longhu Mountain!"

Wang Xuan watched Zhang Chulan's textbook-perfect change of expression and his unreservedly ingratiating attitude, and even with his calm and indifferent nature, he couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

This kid truly has the phrase "shameless" etched into his very bones. He's flexible, adaptable, and has an unusually thick skin. No wonder he can thrive in all the cracks of the supernatural world.

However, Wang Xuan didn't bother to expose his little scheme. His attention had already shifted to another more crucial issue—Zhang Chulan's presence here was no coincidence.

Thinking about his vague memories of the original work, the company's actions regarding Biyou Village have clearly already begun.

Zhang Chulan's presence here means that those troublesome temporary workers have most likely already infiltrated the village.

Now that the company's people have arrived.