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

"Take care—"

After the ceremony, Jiang Mo rose and gazed silently at the grave.

His gaze seemed to pierce through the soil and reach the coffin underground.

Unable to utter a word, Jiang Mo remained there for a long time. As evening approached and the sun set, his memories came to an abrupt end, frozen in a warm moment.

Unwittingly, Lu Jin noticed the tear stains in the corner of his uncle's eyes. His back was desolate, and he remained silent before turning and leaving.

That night, the two returned to the sect and happened to see a group of disciples looking flustered and talking amongst themselves.

"Master has passed away..."

"With the disappearance of Uncle-Master Chong and Senior Brother Chengzhen, is our great Sanyi Sect destined to decline?"

Some people even cried out of embarrassment, showing great concern.

"That Quanxing demon is vicious, and my uncle and senior brother's fate is uncertain once they leave. What should we do?"

Hearing this, Changqing, with his long black hair and messy beard, said bitterly:

"In the past two days, some people have left the sect after paying their respects to their master."

"Then... who will take charge of the situation right now?" Lu Jin gritted his teeth secretly, his clenched fists betraying his anxious and uneasy heart.

Just as the disciples were dejected and filled with despair, a cold and clear voice came from behind them.

"It's very simple."

"Why don't I just become tripled?"

Dressed in black, Jiang Mo remained calm and composed, as if stating something perfectly natural.

Chapter 4 Undercurrent

"what?!"

Everyone turned around and saw that the person who spoke was none other than the mysterious young man next to Senior Brother Lu Jin.

"Who are you? How dare you speak such nonsense!"

"In the entire sect, apart from Master, Uncle Si Chong and Senior Brother Cheng Zhen have the highest cultivation levels."

"They don't even dare to say they can advance to the third level, so what makes you think you can?"

"Junior Brother Lu Jin, this person looks unfamiliar. Did you bring him back?"

Chang Qing's expression changed slightly, as if he had been stunned. He stared intently at Jiang Mo, feeling that he was very familiar with him, yet he couldn't quite place him.

Lu Jin, who had spent the entire afternoon with Jiang Mo, was visibly shocked, unable to believe the news: "Uncle-Master, you...you've reached the third level?!"

His question, trembling and not loud, was heard by everyone present.

The words "Uncle-Master" seemed to be a key phrase that Changqing grasped. A flash of inspiration struck him, and he finally cleared the fog in his mind, recognizing the figure he had admired in his youth. Excitedly, he asked:

"You, you are Martial Uncle Jiang Mo?!"

Everyone was shocked, and the disciples who had previously questioned and argued with the others fell silent instantly.

No one expected that the young man in front of them had such an astonishing seniority.

"Correct."

Immediately, Jiang Mo stopped concealing himself, activated the Reverse Life Triple, and perfectly transformed his entire body into Qi.

Blue and white spiritual energy swirled around his limbs and bones like clouds and mist, even turning his once cascading black hair white.

His gentle demeanor was completely different from that of his senior brother Zuo Ruotong when he advanced to the third level.

Jiang Mo moved gracefully, his feet treading on the void. His terrifying aura pressed down like a mountain, making the disciples feel as if they were standing on the edge of an abyss. They dared not breathe, and their bodies were so intimidated that they dared not move.

If we say that Zuo Ruotong of the Triple Realm possesses the appearance of a celestial being on land, like the bright moon in the night sky, gentle and calm, making her approachable to everyone.

Jiang Mo, who had also advanced to the third level, was like a sun fallen to earth, domineering and ruthless. His dark eyes were indifferent, making people afraid to look directly at him.

The disciples were struck dumb, their minds nearly blank, followed by an overwhelming joy.

"Triple! Triple again!!!"

"Is this the wandering martial uncle? I've heard Master mention him before!"

"Triple blessing!! May the heavens bless Sanyi, and may our Martial Uncle return in reverence!"

"Go with the flow to avoid disasters, go against the flow to achieve the ultimate power!"

Changqing's eyes welled with tears. His already low spirits surged with emotion. He led his fellow disciples to kneel down and proclaimed loudly:

"I earnestly request my uncle to take charge of the overall situation in place of my master and revitalize the Xuanmen!"

"I implore my martial uncle to revitalize the Xuanmen!"

The disciples remained kneeling, unable to rise. Jiang Mo then withdrew from his Reverse Life Triple State state and landed on the ground again.

"Everyone, get up."

"Changqing, tell me, how many disciples do you still have?"

"Reporting to my master... After Master passed away, most of the disciples at the first level of the sect have left after about fifty years."

"Including the seven of us, sixteen people at the cemetery, Uncle-Master Si Chong and Junior Brother Cheng Zhen who went out, and several elders from the sect, there are a total of 28 people."

After saying that, Changqing's eyes revealed an undisguised sense of loneliness.

It should be noted that just a week ago, this large sect, with over a hundred disciples, was on par with Longhu Mountain, the leading sect of the righteous path.

However, within just a few days, the master lost his power, the disciples left, and the once mighty Sanyi Sect was on the verge of collapse.

He saw all of this, his heart aching, yet powerless to change anything.

"28 people...."

After a moment's thought, Jiang Mo instructed, "Next, I ask you all to stay on the mountain and keep an eye on our elderly seniors."

"And what about you, Uncle-Master?" Changqing asked, puzzled.

"On my way back, I encountered Quanxing and killed six of them."

Jiang Mo explained his thoughts in detail:

"Furthermore, with my senior brother gone, the evil cultivators who have grudges against Sanyi in the past are already restless and could break into the mountain at any time."

"But there is no trace of Senior Brother Si Chong and Junior Nephew Cheng Zhen."

"I felt uneasy and guessed that they were going to find Wugensheng."

"Based on my understanding of them, these two are stubborn. They will either break through to the third level of the Dao or die at the hands of other Quanxing members."

"Now that I know, I should go down the mountain and bring these two back."

Upon hearing this, Changqing was worried, so he clasped his hands and said, "Uncle-Master, it is dangerous to go down the mountain alone. It is inconvenient for you to go alone. Your junior brother is willing to accompany you!"

"Uncle-Master, take us with you," the other disciples said worriedly.

"No need."

Jiang Mo glanced at the disciples present and declined, saying, "Changqing, you are the one with the highest cultivation level in the sect. You should lead the disciples to defend the mountain and prevent any accidents."

“This… Quanxing is extremely vicious. Uncle-Master, if you go alone, there may be mistakes.”

Changqing looked embarrassed, then immediately realized his mistake and quickly explained, "It's not that I don't believe in your skills, it's just that the Quanxing sect is a mixed bag with many members..."

"listen to me."

Jiang Mo interrupted Chang Qing before he could finish speaking.

"I know what I'm doing. Those monkeys can't hurt me."

"As for you, those of you who remain in the mountains, you must be extra careful."

"Alright... I understand." Forced by Jiang Mo's seniority and the pressure, Chang Qing had no choice but to accept the arrangement.

"Uncle-Master, could you take me with you?" Lu Jin pleaded.

"you?"

Jiang Mo sized up the little follower. Perhaps it was his white hair that reminded him of his senior brother from his younger days, as the two were quite similar, so he agreed.

"can."

"Lu Jin, go and fetch the clothes of your Uncle-Master Si Chong and Senior Brother Cheng Zhen."

"I will use the remaining Qi above to track their location."

"Changqing, hold Trinity until I get back."

Jiang Mo began making arrangements, and the disciples displayed fervent devotion and conviction. The root cause of all this lay in...

The senior uncle in front of me is the third senior to reach the third level of reverse life in recent years, after the patriarch and the master. As long as he is in charge, it is not wishful thinking to revitalize the Xuanmen!

......

A campfire in the countryside at night.

"Phew!" Li Muxuan opened his eyes, staring in horror at Wugensheng not far away: "Sect Leader, I dreamed about Granny Liu!"

"Save Mr. Liu!"

"I dreamt about it too." Gao Gen's face was grim, and he hesitated to speak.

"Come with me, all of you."

Wugensheng remained calm, stood up directly, and said nothing more.

.......

The inn is a gathering place for all members of the Quanxing clan.

"Hmph! That brat, he better not let me catch him!"

The one-eyed giant roared, "Without Old Man Zuo's protection, I'd kill him and that old beast Si Chong sooner or later."

"Don't be so anxious."

"The opportunity has come."

The woman in the military green uniform standing to the side, her face grim, murmured, "I just received a message from Granny Liu..."

“Wu Chengzhen and Sichong from Sanyi went down the mountain and went to Mr. Liu’s house during the day to kidnap him.”

"They even declared that they must see the sect leader within seven days, or they would kill Old Man Liu."

The one-eyed giant couldn't help but sneer, arrogantly saying, "Fine, then call more men over and ambush these two. Let's settle both our old and new scores together!"

"Hmph. That's natural."

The woman in the military green uniform gently stroked the gun in her hand, a chilling smile playing on her lips.

"You're in charge of gathering all the people in the vicinity; let's get ready for a big operation."

Chapter 5 Passionate Admiration

nightfall.

Liu's family of dough figurines.

"Gentlemen, please eat."

A kind old man wearing a faded white long coat and glasses placed two bowls of steaming hot noodle soup on the table.

Scattered scallions and thick slices of meat are sprinkled on the surface of the soup, emitting an enticing aroma. The aroma is presented by its maker to a young man with dark circles under his eyes and a spirited, thin old man.

"No, Mr. Liu, we have our own food."

Chengzhen chewed on the flatbread in her hand, her expression somewhat cautious. Her attention was constantly wandering outside the courtyard, where several faint murderous auras swirled in the dim light of the suburbs, monitoring their movements since dusk.

It seems that Chong also declined Mr. Liu's kind offer and returned the bowl of soup noodles untouched.

"I appreciate it."

"Sigh... alright then." Mr. Liu looked helpless and said with a self-deprecating smile, "I am from Quanxing, so it's understandable that you're worried about poisoning, but I don't need to worry about that."

"As I said before, once I accept a commission from an employer or apprentice, I will accept any consequences, no matter how serious they may be."

At this point, Mr. Liu gently lifted the teacup on the table with his right hand and took a small sip.