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

Zhang Jingqing, the 64th Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, officially ascended to the summit, traveling a great distance to reach the Sanyi Gate.

Following him were two disciples of average appearance.

"Sanyi Changqing greets the Celestial Master!"

Facing this leader who held the reins of the righteous path, Changqing dared not be negligent and immediately clasped his hands in a respectful salute, speaking with utmost courtesy.

"Changqing, it's been a long time."

Zhang Jingqing couldn't help but admire his loud and clear voice, full of energy.

"Upon hearing that you had a blood feud with Quanxing, I rushed here immediately."

"Whether it's punishing evildoers or anything else, just tell me if you can help!"

Changqing was moved, and although he was grateful, he still declined with a wry smile: "Thank you for your kindness, Celestial Master."

“I will always remember this kindness.”

"We want to settle things with Quanxing ourselves and don't want to trouble you."

"What are you saying!"

Seeing the child's exhausted appearance, Zhang Jingqing corrected him:

“Longhu Mountain and Sanyi Sect have always been on good terms and have shared a deep bond. Now that you are in dire straits, how can I stand idly by?”

"Master, we are deeply ashamed of your sincerity!"

Changqing sighed deeply and, without hiding anything, briefly explained the situation inside the sect: "Our sect has already dismissed most of its members today."

"This war against Quanxing is solely for revenge; there's no righteous cause involved..."

"Furthermore, Celestial Master, most of your Longhu Mountain disciples have gone to the battlefield, their fates unknown. These are turbulent times, and if my own affairs were to cause you further trouble..."

"I really feel bad about it."

Changqing placed his hand on his heart, and what he said was clearly from the bottom of his heart.

"Besides you, Yanwutang, Qingzhuyuan... also visited, and I declined them all. I will never forget your kindness in helping me in my time of need."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jingqing fell silent.

Changqing's tone was almost pleading, and his previous words clearly indicated that the remaining disciples were prepared to fight Quanxing to the death.

Thinking of this, even the Celestial Master felt a sense of helplessness.

He did want to help, but Sanyi, having accepted this favor, also asked Longhushan to understand and not interfere.

For a moment, Zhang Jingqing was also undecided and wanted to find another solution, so she changed the subject:

"Changqing, have Fellow Daoist Si Chong and Junior Nephew He Chengzhen returned to the sect?"

"Reporting to the Celestial Master... My uncle and junior brother are seriously injured and are currently unconscious. They are unable to see anyone. Please forgive them."

Changqing roughly guessed the Celestial Master's intention and told him directly that the remaining path was blocked.

At this point, Zhang Jingqing had no other choice.

He immediately said, "Okay... Changqing, I respect your choice."

"But be cautious in everything you do. If you encounter any difficulties, do not go alone. You can come to Longhu Mountain anytime, and I will do my best to help you."

"I will keep your words in mind, Master, and thank you." Changqing bowed deeply.

.......

cave.

Granny Liu sat cross-legged on the straw, and on the dark, cold ground, a person with a wretched appearance and a timid demeanor was kneeling.

His face was sickly white, parted in the middle, with a small mustache, and his nose was bright red, as if he were drunk. He was wearing a grayish-blue robe with a red scarf tied around his chest.

"Yuan Jingui...how is your child doing lately?"

The kind, teasing words came from Granny Liu's mouth.

"Hey, your medicine is amazing!"

Yuan Jingui gave a thumbs up, showering him with praise, and said in a flattering tone, "My chubby son, thanks to you, has recovered from his serious illness and is now in good health!"

At this, Granny Liu's wrinkled face relaxed slightly, and a mysterious smile appeared on her face:

"Then do you know why I summoned you here tonight?"

"This... please explain."

Yuan Jingui looked terrified and acted foolishly.

He was shrewd, and if it weren't for his only son and his illness;

Even if you offered him ten thousand taels of gold or the courage of a bear and a leopard, he would still not want to deal with this old woman whose methods were nothing short of ruthless.

Seeing that Yuan Jingui was pretending to be stupid, Granny Liu's tone became more and more kind, but what she said was chilling.

"Xiao Yuan, your sincerity is rather disheartening."

"Without my help, your child would have died long ago and been buried underground."

"I'm old and frail. If the child gets sick again, come find me...sigh."

Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Jingui immediately knelt down and banged his head on the ground:

"You are so kind, please don't take offense. If you need any help, I will take care of it for you."

"really?"

Granny Liu was fearless and had many ways to manipulate this puppet at will.

"Truth, and it's absolutely true! No one dares to be perfunctory!"

Yuan Jingui broke out in a cold sweat, his tone becoming increasingly respectful, not daring to offend anyone in the slightest.

"Good boy..."

Granny Liu smiled with relief and promised, "Next time the little one has a relapse, just come to me."

"Although my eyesight is failing, it is not difficult for me to save your child's life until he comes of age."

After this back and forth, Yuan Jingui was completely convinced and dared not play any more tricks. He praised, "You are so kind! You are a living bodhisattva! You are a living bodhisattva!"

"You should all know what's been happening lately, right?" Granny Liu asked softly.

In her eyes, Yuan Jingui was nothing more than a gossip, good at spreading rumors, and always idle and unproductive.

They don't even have any tricks up their sleeves, so they selectively ignored Sanyi's provocation and the sect leader's letter last time.

"what?"

Yuan Jingui was taken aback: "Could you elaborate?"

"I've been staying home taking care of the kids lately, not even leaving the house. How could I possibly know what's going on in the world?"

Granny Liu gave a brief account of how Wugensheng led Li Muxuan into the mountains, and how Zhao Wuyuan and the Three Evils perished.

Finished.

Within seconds, Yuan Jingui felt a chill run down his spine, realizing the venomous woman's intention in coming to find him.

In an instant, he turned deathly pale with fright, like an ant on a hot pan, and hurriedly knelt down to beg:

"Old Liu, please have mercy and spare my worthless life."

"My wife and children have nowhere to turn, and I really dare not wade into these muddy waters!"

What a joke! In the bloody battle between Quanxing and Sanyi, if I were to say something I shouldn't with my loose tongue, I could lose my head at best, or have my whole family wiped out at worst.

Seeing Yuan Jingui's terrified expression, Granny Liu closed her eyes, her voice low yet alluring.

“Here’s what we’ll do: you take care of this for me, and I’ll chart a route for you to the southern border. Your child’s illness will be cured once and for all.”

"Is it possible?"

Chapter 22 Long Cry of the Wild Dried Man

Like a merchant on a grueling journey through the desert who has found an oasis of life.

Faced with this near-fatal reward, Yuan Jingui's breathing became erratic. His mind raced, his cunning pupils narrowed, and his greed intensified.

All previous concerns and fears vanished.

"Sir, how confident are you that you can cure the child?"

Perhaps it's because Yuan Jingui has done too many immoral things in his daily life.

Even if it wasn't like what Old Man Wang once said, that "children are born without an anus," his only son was suffering from a strange disease.

For years, I have searched for both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, but there has been no cure.

On the contrary, every time the illness flared up, the child was in excruciating pain, with a persistent high fever, and was just a step away from death, which worried his father terribly.

Granny Liu, her back hunched, looked down at Yuan Jingui with cloudy eyes, her expression unreadable—whether mockery or pity—as she murmured:

"In terms of the sophistication of medicine and medical skills, your Central Plains and my Southern Frontier are almost at the same level."

"Unfortunately, your lineage has been severely affected by war, famine, and man-made disasters throughout history, and many precious medical classics have long been lost."

"For example, Hua Tuo, who was executed by Emperor Wu of Wei, had a medical book called 'Qing Nang Jin Shu,' which can be called a treasure of medicine."

"But my Southern Frontier is different. It is located in a remote area, surrounded by mountains, with various tribes. The medical and Gu techniques passed down through the ages have not only been perfectly inherited, but have even been carried forward and improved upon."

At this point, the pride in Granny Liu's tone became particularly evident, and she paused to recount her story:

“Your child’s illness is a congenital malformation, a brain tumor, insufficient blood supply to the heart, damage to the five internal organs, and disorder of the tendons and veins. If this continues, he will not live to be 15 years old.”

"Once this matter is settled, I will go to the southern border and use this token to seek the help of my dear friend, who will then grant me a full recovery."

His withered, skeletal hand trembled slightly as he pulled out a dark brown bell from inside his wide sleeve and tossed it to Yuan Jingui.

"Thank you so much! You are a living bodhisattva, I am deeply grateful."

Yuan Jingui picked up the bell and saw that it was covered with strange, ancient patterns, with poisonous insects and skull shapes surrounding it.

"Long-crying wild geese?" Granny Liu called out softly.

"Yes! Your junior is here! Please give your orders!"

Yuan Jingui was completely convinced, his eyes, fixed on the bell, were filled with an almost overflowing fervor and joy.

"Back then, you bewitched Old Wang, leading those children from Trinity School astray."

"There's another surveillance group monitoring the sect leader; let's see what he does."

"You've worked so hard all this time."

Granny Liu's gaze seemed to pierce through a dark cave, and a chilling smile slowly appeared on her aged lips.

“Holding this bell can captivate the soul… The water is not yet muddy or chaotic enough.”

"I need you to sing wildly and use your three-inch rotten tongue to stir things up badly."

"The mad dogs of Quanxing are already ignorant and muddle-headed. You only need to fan the flames, and with the help of the secret weapon, you can easily influence them."

"As for Sany, I want them to be utterly disgraced."

Before Granny Liu could explain the arrangements in detail, Yuan Jingui's eyes flashed with a sinister light, and he chuckled, "Isn't this simple?"

"I have personally witnessed the sect leader's methods; he broke Old Wang's Reversal of Eight Directions."

"Just say that Zuo Ruotong was narrow-minded. He relied on the Reverse Rebirth Triple Technique to transform himself into a terrestrial immortal, deceiving the world and stealing fame. However, the sect leader broke through his Triple Technique, causing him to fall into inner demons and die of anger!"

"At that time, regardless of whether it's true or false, if the world believes 30% or 40%, that will be enough to ruin their reputation."

Granny Liu smiled slightly, her expression satisfied. She reached out her skin-and-bones right hand and stroked Yuan Jingui's head, unable to help but exclaim in admiration:

"It's still Xiaoyuan who understands my heart..."

"Go and take care of this matter. I wish you a happy family and all your worries in advance."

"Take care, sir. I'll go and take care of things now." Yuan Jingui stood up, a smug and confident smile on his lips.

For him, manipulating people's hearts and minds and stirring up bloodshed in Quanxing and Sanyi was as easy as turning his hand.

Once the hounds had left, the cave returned to silence.

The smile on Granny Liu's face gradually froze. With a silent footstep, a murderous aura that was almost tangible spread wildly from the narrow cave.