Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

Cui Ming returned the greeting and took his leave with Wuming.

Three days later, in Sichuan Province.

Inside the council hall of the Divine Strategist Pavilion, Zhang Xuan was reporting the situation of the past few days to Cui Ming.

"...The news has already spread."

"As instructed by the hall master, the disciples secretly spread news about the Sanyi Sect along the way."

"Right now, the rumors in the supernatural world are that the San Yi Sect was almost wiped out by the Quan Xing Sect, and Zuo Ruotong was seriously injured and went into seclusion, his fate unknown."

Cui Ming leaned back in his chair, gently fanning himself with a folding fan.

"How was the reaction?"

"It's very lively."

Zhang Xuan's expression was somewhat strange.

"Some people feel sorry for him, some are gloating, and there are all sorts of things being said in the martial arts world right now."

"But there are still some people who are quietly inquiring about everything that has happened recently with the Trinity Sect."

"From the authenticity of Zuo Ruotong's seclusion to the daily procurement of the Sanyi Sect, we are collecting everything."

Cui Ming smiled.

"As expected. Now that the Sanyi Sect is weak and Zuo Ruotong is seriously injured, those guys who didn't dare to bare their teeth before are naturally unable to hold back."

Li Muxuan frowned as he spoke.

"Master, we..."

Cui Ming snapped his folding fan shut.

"As heroes of the Sanyi Sect, we should naturally go and join in the fun."

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"Let them go first, the more the better, the more they dance, the better."

"Just when everyone thought the Trinity Sect was finished, just when those lurking in the shadows all came out..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the murderous intent hidden in his words was palpable to everyone present.

Zhang Xuan couldn't help but ask.

"Master, what exactly do you want to do?"

Cui Ming closed his folding fan and tapped the table.

"What I want to do is very simple: beat those guys who have designs on the Sanyi Sect and the Shenji Alliance, beat them so badly they won't dare to extend their claws again."

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked outside.

"These days, the Japanese invaded, the world was in chaos, and all sorts of monsters and demons emerged."

"If the Quanxing sect dares to openly attack the mountain, then those small sects also dare to make moves."

"If we don't teach them a lesson, they'll dare to bite anyone in the future."

"Today it's Sanyi Gate, but what about tomorrow? Today it's Sanyi Gate, but what about tomorrow?"

"Now, let's see who takes the bait."

Li Muxuan and Zhao Pingshan exchanged a glance and then fell silent.

The news spread very quickly.

In less than half a month, the entire world of supernatural beings knew that the San Yi Sect had suffered a great calamity and was severely weakened.

The Great Immortal Zuo Ruotong was seriously injured and went into seclusion; his fate is unknown.

The Sanyi Sect has closed its gates to visitors, and even members of the Divine Machine Alliance are not allowed to enter.

Some people felt sorry for it, some sneered, and most people just watched and waited.

Among the onlookers, there are always a few who can't resist the urge to act.

In a remote mountain village in Hebei Province.

Several extraordinary individuals gathered together, with a hand-drawn map spread out on the table, marking the location of the Trinity Gate.

"Is the news true?"

A middle-aged man with a scar on his face asked.

"true."

A thin man across from him answered.

“I sent people to inquire near Sanyi Gate, and it’s true that the mountain is closed, and even the mountain roads are blocked.”

"Moreover, I have a friend who met a disciple of the Divine Machine Alliance a few days ago, and that disciple said it himself."

"Zuo Ruotong is seriously injured now, and it's hard to say whether she can pull through."

A glint of greed flashed in the scarred man's eyes.

"The Triple Rebirth Technique! That's a cultivation method that can lead to immortality. If only I could get my hands on it..."

Stop dreaming.

An old man next to him snorted coldly.

"Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse! Even if the Sanyi Sect is crippled, it's still not to be trifled with."

"Moreover, the Shenji Alliance is still around, they won't just ignore it."

"The Divine Machine Alliance?"

The thin man laughed.

"They withdrew. It's said they suffered considerable casualties and went back to Sichuan Province to rest and recuperate."

"Besides, why should the Divine Machine Alliance interfere with the Sanyi Sect? Helping them once is a favor, but can they keep helping them indefinitely?"

The scarred man pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked.

"Does anyone else know this news?"

"There are plenty."

The old man shook his head. If even they could find out, the news had probably spread far and wide.

"It's being spread throughout the entire world of supernatural beings. I reckon we're not the only ones eyeing the Trinity Sect."

A resolute glint flashed in the scarred man's eyes.

"Then we need to hurry. If we go too late, we won't even get any soup."

Similar conversations are happening simultaneously in many places.

Some are itching to make a move, some are watching coldly, and others... are preparing to fish in troubled waters.

Chapter 243 All guests are welcome, and none will be let off the hook.

In the first month after the news spread, the frequency of activities by extraordinary individuals around the San Yi Sect increased significantly.

At first, there were only a few scouts, disguised as woodcutters and hunters, who kept wandering around the area.

They didn't dare get too close, but observed from a distance, noting any changes at Sanyi Gate after the mountain was sealed off.

Whether the mountain path is truly blocked, whether disciples are patrolling, whether there are lights at night, and how much supplies have been replenished, etc.

The disciples of the Sanyi Sect, following Zuo Ruotong's instructions, ignored these spies.

Patrols continued as usual; as long as no one barged in, they could be treated as if the other party didn't exist.

They even deliberately revealed some flaws, making the spies think they had figured out the pattern.

Starting in the second month, some people began to tentatively approach the mountain path.

One night, three shadowy figures crept up the blocked mountain path.

They navigated around the obstacles and cautiously made their way to the summit.

When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, they triggered a trap left by the Divine Machine Alliance.

A trampling-triggered trap sent several crossbow bolts flying out from between the trees on both sides.

The two figures were shot through on the spot, screaming as they rolled down the hillside.

The remaining one was so terrified that it turned and ran away.

They only dared to stop after running two miles, and when they looked back, they found...

Lights had already been lit up on the mountainside, and the disciples of the Sanyi Sect were cleaning up the corpses.

By the third month, the probing had become more and more frequent.

A lone expert with exceptional light-footed skills attempted to bypass the mountain path and climb the cliff.

He had only climbed halfway up when thick smoke suddenly billowed from the rock face, choking him and causing his eyes to water. He lost his grip and fell...

There are extraordinary individuals skilled in burrowing underground who want to sneak in from underground.

As it turns out, there are also underground energy supply piles buried by Cui Ming, which are not identified by the Shenji Alliance.

Anyone who dares to go underground will be disturbed by the earth's energy, lose their way, and become lost underground.

In the end, this extraordinary person who could burrow underground never resurfaced.

More often, however, are small sects and independent cultivators in groups.

They were like a pack of hyenas, circling around the Sanyi Gate, not daring to actually make a move, only thinking about whether they could pick up any scraps.

They'll just wait for the Trinity to show signs of fatigue, then they'll pounce on them.

The disciples of the Sanyi Sect didn't bother to drive these people away; as long as they didn't cross the line, they were left to their own devices.

However, some people are gradually testing the limits of the Sanyi Sect.

One early morning, a commotion suddenly broke out at the foot of Sanyimen Mountain.

The disciples on lookout duty saw from afar that dozens of people had gathered at the entrance to the mountain path.