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

Zhang Jingqing scrutinized Zhang Zhiwei, her face full of satisfaction, and she rarely praised him, saying, "Good, your idea is quite good."

"Huaiyi, what do you think?"

The loud voice immediately drew Zhang Huaiyi's attention away from the letter. His attitude was clear: "This disciple has no objection and will follow your and my senior brother's arrangements."

"it is good...."

Zhang Jingqing gave Zhang Huaiyi a complicated look: "Then you should stay at Longhu Mountain. Let your senior brother go."

"Master, shall we set off now?" Zhang Zhiwei stood up.

"Okay, when you get to the Trinity Gate, be careful what you say."

"Don't waste the social skills and interpersonal relationships I taught you before when you went down the mountain."

"Understood, Master. This disciple will take his leave now." Zhang Zhiwei said a brief farewell and hurriedly left.

.......

At night, on the riverbank, Jiang Mo sat on a lone boat, slowing his breathing and resonating with heaven and earth. The continuous moonlight fell from the void, being tempered and integrated into his body.

"Uncle-Master... The owner of the Jianghu Inn, whom I arranged to meet through my family's informant, has arrived."

Lu Jin sat at the bow of the boat, watching the ships on the side gradually approach, and immediately reported to Jiang Mo.

The wooden boat swam across the shallows and reached the shore, almost touching the boat where Jiang Mo was.

Liu Wei, the owner of Jianghu Inn, wore a brown long robe, was tall and slender, wore glasses, and had a slightly decadent face. His right hand, with its distinct knuckles, gripped a wine gourd.

After they disembarked, they walked towards each other. Liu Wei greeted them with a faint smile, "Long time no see, Young Master Lu."

"Mr. Liu, it's been a long time. I apologize for bothering you so late at night."

Lu Jin greeted him politely, not forgetting to introduce him: "Uncle-Master, this is the owner of the Jianghu Inn that I mentioned to you—Liu Wei."

“Boss Liu, this is my Uncle Jiang Mo.”

"Hello! Master Jiang."

Liu Wei reached out and took the opportunity to examine the young man in front of him. He was dressed in black, had long hair, and was barefoot. His temperament was completely different from that of the deceased Master Zuo. Although his Qi was restrained, his eyes and eyebrows still had a sharp edge.

"Hello, Mr. Liu."

Jiang Mo shook hands with her and got straight to the point: "I heard from Jin'er that your intelligence network covers the whole world. I wonder if you have any information about Granny Liu of Quanxing and the sect leader Wugensheng?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Wei shook his head and said with shame, "Gentlemen, let me be frank. Years ago, I had dealings with Wugensheng at Yinghe Tower."

"Unfortunately, even though I started paying attention to this person's background and identity from then on, and even sent informants to investigate, all my efforts were in vain."

At this point, Boss Liu picked up his wine gourd, took a small sip to ease his inner turmoil, and then said:

"So many years have passed... with no progress whatsoever. His background is completely shrouded in mystery, appearing and disappearing like a ghost, and the pursuit has even been interrupted several times."

"In addition, the old woman Liu you are looking for also has a strange background. I have some information, but it doesn't match up at all."

“An informant found out that she migrated from the northern desert to the south ten years ago, while another informant said that she was a local resident who had been rooted in Quanxing for decades.”

"In addition, she has lived in seclusion for many years, and no informants have been paying special attention to her or digging deep into her, so that's all the intelligence we have."

Chapter 40 No Regrets

"However, please rest assured, I will instruct my informants to keep a close eye on things, and I will try my best to contact you as soon as possible if there is any disturbance."

Liu Wei took a sip of wine, feeling slightly tipsy, and his speech sounded somewhat weary.

Lu Jin stood rooted to the spot, his brows furrowed, his fists clenched tightly as resentment welled up within him: "Alright... I'm extremely grateful, Boss Liu!"

"Oh, not at all."

Liu Wei declined, waving his hand, a look of reminiscence appearing on his thin face, and politely said:

"Years ago, I found myself in grave danger, surrounded by my enemies, but fortunately, Master Zuo helped me escape this calamity."

"This kindness is etched in my heart and I will never forget it. Unfortunately, I have never had the chance to repay it. I never expected that Master Zuo would pass away first. It is truly a pity."

"These trivial matters are not worth mentioning."

Jiang Mo had never imagined that the man in front of him would have some connection with his senior brother. He said in a clear voice, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Boss Liu."

Liu Wei reached into his robes, pulled out a letter, and met Jiang Mo's gaze with a slight smile of approval.

"Master Jiang... I only found out tonight about you and Young Master Lu destroying the Quanxing stronghold."

"Although this time they didn't bring news of Wugensheng or Granny Liu;"

"But I wonder...would you be interested in the other Quanxing masters?"

Lu Jin's expression turned serious, and she couldn't help but feel a little expectant about the unknown news.

"Who?" Jiang Mo's eyes narrowed, his tone flat.

"The two remaining survivors of the Six Evils are up there."

Without any hesitation, Liu Wei handed the crumpled letter to Jiang Mo.

Even after years of experience in the martial arts world, this was the first time he had ever seen such an overbearing person.

According to his subordinates, the enemy not only coerced Quanxing into handing over the leader's corpse, but also slaughtered Quanxing's stronghold, leaving it littered with corpses.

Jiang Mo took the note, his eyes gleaming, and scanned the key words, memorizing them.

"Alright, according to your rules, what should this intelligence be worth?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Wei quickly declined, saying, "No, really, there's no need. You don't need to pay me."

"To be honest, one of the sorcerers has some grudges against me. If you can really get rid of these two, I might owe you a favor."

"Thank you!" Jiang Mo bowed and expressed his gratitude.

"Mr. Liu, your information has been a great help to us. Once this matter is settled, I will express my gratitude to you with a generous sum of money."

Lu Jin then expressed her opinion.

"Look at what you're saying, Young Master Lu."

Just as the two were about to part ways, Liu Wei suddenly remembered something and blurted out, "By the way, a friend of mine would like to see you. Would it be convenient for me to let him know?"

"It's convenient..." Lu Jin roughly guessed the identity of the visitor and did not object.

"okay."

Liu Wei gave a look, and his henchman immediately understood and blew a loud whistle.

A handsome man wearing a light brown long robe and with black hair reaching his shoulders suddenly appeared on the riverbank and walked over.

"Long time no see, young master."

"Old Zheng..."

Lu Jin's expression was complicated. Thinking of the blood feud he had committed and the fact that the battle with Quanxing was not yet over, he crossed his arms over his chest, closed his eyes slightly, and clearly did not want to talk too much with this close friend.

"You're quite something, seeing me so late at night. What do you want?"

Zheng Zibu could sense the impatience in his old friend's words. He said softly, "I have come on the orders of my master and the elders of Shangqing to ask you to stop."

"The Quanxing faction is powerful and cannot be shaken by any single sect or faction. If this continues, I'm worried that you will..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Jin, as if provoked, couldn't suppress his anger and interrupted, "That's impossible!"

"Wugensheng stormed the mountain, killing my master; and now a demon has injured my senior brother and uncle."

"Furthermore, two of my fellow disciples, who were like brothers to me, died in a night raid by the Quanxing sect. Now, there are six of them in hospital beds!"

The more Lu Jin spoke, the angrier he became. His face turned ashen, and he grabbed Zheng Zibu by the collar with one hand, shouting at him several times:

“I’m telling you, Zheng Zibu.”

"Since it wasn't your master or your fellow disciples who died, you can certainly maintain a clear-headed outsider's stance!"

"And I, I am sworn to the death with Quanxing, and I will surely kill Wugensheng and Li Muxuan!"

Seeing his close friend lose control of his emotions, Zheng Zibu's words, which were still brewing in his heart, weighed heavily and choked him up.

He wanted to persuade them, but under the gaze of those angry eyes, he was helpless.

"Could you please listen to me just one more word..."

A hint of self-reproach flashed across Zheng Zibu's eyes.

He realized that he had unknowingly reopened the wounds of his dear friend. Out of guilt, he reached out and tried to put his arm around Lu Jin's neck, just like when they had been drinking and laughing together before.

"Snapped!"

However, he was met with a cold wave.

Lu Jin pushed him away, keeping her distance, controlling her emotions, took a deep breath, and said, "This is a feud between our Sanyi and Quanxing, no need for you Shangqing to worry about it."

"If my uncle and I have been negligent in our cultivation for many years and thus perish on the road, I will have no regrets."

"Uncle-Master, let's go!"

Seeing him turn and leave, Zheng Zibu became increasingly uneasy, feeling that an invisible barrier had already formed between them.

"Lu Jin, wait!"

Before the words were even finished, on the other side, Jiang Mo and Liu Wei bid farewell, their gazes sweeping over Zheng Zibu, instantly making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his whole body stiffening.

The man in black with long hair exuded an aura of power that was indescribable, like a natural disaster. With just a glance and without any further words, he forced the other man to retreat.

"call out!!!"

In the next instant, Lu Jin and Jiang Mo's figures flashed, swept across the riverbank, and disappeared into the vast night.

Zheng Zibu felt a surge of frustration in his chest, a sense of loss washing over him, and he sighed helplessly.

"Master Zheng, how can you advise people like this?"

Seeing this, Liu Wei stretched lazily, drank his wine, and joked, "This is a blood feud; if you really want to help, then help."

“If you’re not going to help, then don’t stop them. Even their father and my old customer couldn’t stop them, let alone you.”

"Besides, you've known each other for many years and you know Young Master Lu's personality well. If you suggest going together, he won't be angry at all. On the contrary, he'll remember your kindness for a lifetime."

Zheng Zibu stood on the muddy riverbank, shaking his head bitterly: "Boss Liu, Quanxing is as dangerous as a dragon's pool, with all sorts of monsters gathering there. I'm just worried about Lao Lu and the Sanyi Sect..."

"There's no need for that kind of explanation."

Liu Wei smiled faintly: "Even someone like me, who runs a small business in the martial arts world, can understand the principles involved. I don't believe that you gentlemen of Shangqing cannot understand. In the end, you are just observing, aren't you?"

Faced with those sharp words, Zheng Zibu fell silent for a moment, his brows furrowed, his face hesitant, but he was unwilling to offer any further explanation.

"Besides, you don't need to worry about Young Master Lu's safety. His martial uncle is incredibly fierce!"

Liu Wei looked up at the moon, the world vast and boundless. He drank heartily and praised, "Even the mere Quanxing, the Six Evils and Three Demons, plus many elites, grandmasters, and old ghosts, cannot stop him!"

"Man, that's it!"

"One step, one kill; a thousand miles of exhilarating joy!"

Chapter 41 Never Feared

The boundless sea of ​​clouds rolled, and silver light stretched across the sky. Jiang Mo rode the wind with his Qi, his hair disheveled by the gale. He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the brilliant starry river and the dark night sky reflected in his eyes.

"Uncle-Master, where do we go next?"

Lu Jin sat beside Qi Yun, the cool moonlight falling from the sky like a veil of mist across his face.

"It was based on Yuan Jingui's guess that they went to Dawang Mountain to intercept Wugensheng and his group."

"Should we deal with the two evil ones who provided the intelligence to Boss Liu first?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mo didn't think much of it and handed the paper to Lu Jin.

"The two are not in conflict. They are scattered in ancient cities along the way, so we can deal with them as we go."

"Really? Let me take a look."

Lu Jin easily unfolded the letter with his slender fingers.

The hastily written characters above contained basic information about the two evil spirits, as well as the city they lived in.

"The Enchantress—Yi Wan Ning, age unknown, with a graceful figure and innate allure, comes from an unknown tribe in the Western Regions. Her methods are wicked, and she is skilled in inducing lust and causing soul loss. For the past three years, she has been entrenched at No. 27, South Street, Qingxuan Ancient City..."

"Chiyan—Mu Ruiteng, age 42, is proficient in the ancient rock techniques and mud swamp arts. In terms of physical strength alone, he is the strongest among the Six Evils. Half a month ago, he intercepted a caravan escorted by Yanwu Hall, killing 16 people. He is currently hiding at No. 131, East Ward, Cangwu Town..."