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

"After all, I'm already quite old. There's really no difference between dying of natural causes and being killed by someone seeking revenge."

"But you... should take my advice and leave here as soon as possible."

Mr. Liu noticed the commotion outside and frowned slightly.

Even though he was hiding in the house, he could clearly feel the lurking murderous aura. It was like a blade pressed against his throat, ready to go berserk at any moment.

"Wugensheng is unlikely to come."

"Others who have grudges against you might come."

"Of course...they are Quanxing, and they certainly didn't come to save me."

Mr. Liu appeared indifferent to life and death; his kind smile did not disappear despite being in danger. He simply continued:

"Starting from evening, I heard noises from at least six or seven people..."

"You still have time to leave now. Otherwise... by tomorrow morning, you might not have another chance."

Si Chong looked solemn, but how could he not know about those Quanxing bastards lying in ambush outside the courtyard?

"Things have come to this point, so all we can do is fight it out."

"If one ends up in prison or dies a violent death, it is because one has been lax in one's daily practice and is inferior in skill; one has only oneself to blame."

The words were not spoken loudly, but to Mr. Liu they were deafening, like the sound of a morning bell and evening drum.

His brows relaxed, and he suddenly smiled: "Is this the enlightenment of the Trinity School?"

"Now I understand the rumors circulating in the streets. He truly deserves to be called the number one Xuanmen sect in the world; he does have quite the spirit."

"A Great Immortal, a Gentleman of Vast Elegance... People of the Righteous Path, how interesting."

As Chengzhen chewed on the rough flatbread, as gentle as a squirrel munching on a pine cone, he said, "More and more people are gathering. If this continues, it will get out of control sooner or later."

"Once a fight breaks out, it will most likely be a life-or-death battle."

"Let me be frank, if Wugensheng is not seen by tomorrow dusk, my uncle and I will cover your escape. At least the enmity that follows will not affect you."

Mr. Liu shook his head in rejection of his suggestion, his face full of worry, and said with a faint smile, "That's hard to say! There are too many rats in the Quanxing Society. I don't know how many people will come this time..."

"But the only thing we can be sure of is that if the three of us want to leave here alive, we have to shed some blood."

As if slowly closing his eyes, whether from exhaustion or from secretly making some kind of decision, his voice was calm to the point of indifference.

"Let's talk about it later. Even if things get worse, if I cover the rear, you two can evacuate safely."

"Uncle Master, no!"

"If you don't see Wugensheng tomorrow, you take Mr. Liu and break through the encirclement. I will intercept them."

Chengzhen couldn't bear it; his delicate features, though revealing weariness, appeared incredibly resolute.

Seeing the two arguing, Mr. Liu adjusted his reading glasses and joked, "If you had known this would happen, you would have brought more people with you, wouldn't that have solved the problem?"

"Besides, this is Quanxing's territory. If it really comes to a fight, they can gather at least forty or fifty extraordinary people, if not a hundred. You and your nephew are probably just moths to a flame."

This time, Si Chong smiled, a smile of satisfaction.

"It is precisely because of the danger that I am unwilling to let those young lads come along. They are all promising talents. It would be such a pity if they were to perish here, and it would break my heart."

"What about the other seniors in your sect? Are there only the two of you left?"

Mr. Liu was puzzled. Since Old Master Zuo had passed away, he felt he bore some responsibility for the incident.

He had originally expected that a large number of elite members of the Sanyi Sect would come seeking revenge, but he never imagined that only the two renowned figures, 'Kuang Ya' and 'Wei Xuanzi,' would arrive.

"The others...."

Upon hearing this, Si Chong's smile turned bitter, and his thoughts paused for a moment.

A distant memory surfaced before my eyes, and a familiar yet unfamiliar figure seemed to be right next to me.

The man was tall and slender, with black hair like a waterfall. He exuded an aura like the blazing sun, and every gesture he made carried the imagery of dragons and tigers.

"Brother Si Chong, I'm going down the mountain to travel the world!"

"When I find an opportunity, or perhaps in that extreme place on earth, with the help of a natural disaster, I will ascend to the third level. When that time comes, I will return to you to study the Great Dao together and show you the best of things!"

"Hahaha, let's go!"

One day, this exceptionally talented junior brother stood in front of the mountain gate, his back to himself and his senior brother, and walked away down the steps, disappearing into the vast world.

"Guard your pure yang body, don't let wicked women deceive you and delay your cultivation!!!"

That year, the young and vigorous Si Chong shouted loudly on the mountain, and it is unknown whether his foolish junior brother listened to him or not.

If only he were here...

No matter how much his senior brother tried to stop him, the junior brother would not let Wugensheng and Li Muxuan leave so arrogantly.

Sigh... Where are you?

Memories vanished like mist, the brief warmth vanished in an instant, the atmosphere inside the cramped room remained heavy, and outside, a murderous aura permeated the air.

Under Mr. Liu's gaze, seemingly meeting his curious eyes, she smiled, whether with schadenfreude or provocation, and said:

"I think Mr. Liu, you should be glad that it was me and Chengzhen who came."

“If it were another junior brother who is on good terms with me and the sect leader, it wouldn’t be so easy to talk to him.”

"Is it?"

From the other person's words, Mr. Liu sensed a kind of almost fanatical worship. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but chuckle awkwardly.

"Mr. Kuang Ya, your gaze is so creepy, it's giving me goosebumps."

"It seems that the junior brother you mentioned is quite an extraordinary person."

"That's right. If he knew what was going on in the sect, then your entire sect... would most likely be in trouble."

Even the elderly Si Chong's previously gloomy face brightened slightly when he mentioned that person.

He sincerely remarked, "He doesn't listen to any of the principles of philosophy; but when it comes to the refinement of skills, there is probably no one in the world who can definitively surpass him."

Chapter 6 Murder in the Long Night

"Such high praise, it seems he holds a very high place in your heart."

Since the matter concerned the secrets of the Trinity Gate, Mr. Liu tactfully stopped the conversation and did not continue.

After a day of conversation, he felt tired, yawned, and got up to go back to his room: "It's late, you two, get some rest."

"Yes, go ahead, Mr. Liu."

Chengzhen wiped the crumbs off his hands, took a sip of tea, and said solemnly, "With us here, you can at least get a good night's sleep."

"Okay... thank you both." Mr. Liu smiled knowingly and said nothing more.

He went inside, gently closed the wooden door, took off his glasses, took out two pieces of cotton from the box by the bedside, stuffed them into his ears, lay down on the bed, and gradually fell asleep.

The living room was empty except for the two of them; they remained silent.

The candlelight on the table flickered and burned, casting two haggard and weary figures on the brownish-yellow wall.

After a long while, Chengzhen, who had turned her gaze away from the room and confirmed that the clay figurine Liu had fallen asleep, spoke first.

"Uncle-Master... deep down you're not entirely sure either, are you?"

"The path to rebirth is blocked in the eyes of our master."

"It's simply that after the third level, the Qi cultivated doesn't transform from acquired to innate..."

Those aged eyes seemed to gleam with a complex and weary light.

Chengzhen's words were like a sharp thorn, piercing his sensitive and fragile heart, which was most unwilling to accept the cruel truth.

This highly respected senior in the sect was renowned outside the mountains for his "broad-minded and elegant" character.

At this moment, however, he felt anxious and uneasy. He moved his dry lips, his throat felt like it was blocked by a thousand-pound weight, and finally managed to say with difficulty:

"Senior brother used the demon's hand to enter the third level of reverse life."

"He has the right to speak his true thoughts... but you and I are just bystanders, not personally involved, so how dare we make any definitive conclusions?"

"Perhaps everyone's three levels are different. The hidden ailment left behind by my senior brother when he broke through in middle age will most likely affect his state of the three levels."

"Moreover, even if there are problems with the cultivation technique, and it has fooled the disciples and caused trouble, all the blame should absolutely not be borne by Senior Brother alone."

Chengzhen fell into deep thought, the candlelight illuminating his slightly struggling expression, and his conjectured words were not concealed.

"So...you want to prove that Master is wrong?"

"When we were in the cave, my senior brother said that if we have faith in the Triple Realm, it would be fine to continue on."

"Rather than proving my senior brother's conclusion wrong, I want to see for myself whether my lifelong cultivation and pursuit of the Dao has been an illusion."

Having vented these suppressed feelings, it seemed as if Chong was no longer burdened, and continued:

"Besides... don't forget, your junior uncle is still traveling abroad, and his fate is still unknown. Perhaps he is trapped in some dangerous place, seeking an opportunity to break through."

"In terms of skill level alone, he is never inferior to the sect leader or senior brothers..."

Even if our enlightenment this time is still wrong, there is still hope in him!

"This path of transcendence and ascension to heaven, known as 'Reversal of Life,' has been passed down for over a thousand years. From the founders of our sect to the sages of all ages, and now to you and me, it has come a long way..."

"This is the path that belongs to all disciples, and no one has the right to deny it based on their own opinion."

Chengzhen's smile grew increasingly bitter. He exhaled a breath of pent-up frustration and said blankly, "But the existence of three realms and the ability of three realms to reach the heavens are two different things."

"I believe in the traditions passed down through generations; it's definitely not a scam!"

Si Chong clenched his fist, his nails digging deep into his palm, and with this powerful statement, he prematurely ended the subsequent detailed discussion.

"Okay... if Uncle-Master believes it, I believe it too."

Chengzhen smiled gently with relief. Sanyi is family, and rebirth is the root. He also wants to see through the fog that has covered him for thousands of years.

......

Outside the courtyard, the number of lurking shadows grew increasingly alarming, reaching dozens.

"We've searched the area and confirmed that there are only these two people."

A thin, shifty-eyed young man was whispering to his companion.

"Ha! The sect leader ordered us to avoid those guys from Sanyi. Since they're courting death, let's grant them their wish!"

The speaker was a strange man whose body was covered in five poisonous creatures.

His voice was hoarse, and half of his left cheek was covered in charred, twisted tumors, making him look particularly frightening.

"But that old Liu is still inside. Tomorrow morning... should we..." The skinny young man chuckled wickedly and made a throat-slitting gesture.

"If we don't get rid of him, we won't have an excuse to deal with the sect leader."

The strange man stroked the poisonous insect on his pale fingers, his smile cruel and vicious, and asked, "How many people have gathered at the Trinity Sect?"

"About twenty, I guess. According to our plan, we'll go back and slaughter those old fogies and seedlings, and then burn the entire mountain gate down."

"We might act sooner rather than later. Even if we fail to ambush the people inside tomorrow, and they escape back to the mountain gate, it'll just be ruins!!!"

"The thought of them wailing and regretting makes me incredibly excited and happy!"

"Alright, calm down and continue to lie low."

The strange man planned his next move: "My poisonous miasma has already been planted all around."

"If more disciples come, especially those who have fought with Kuang Ya and Wei Xuanzi, the chances of capturing them alive will be higher."

"okay."

......

Late at night, at Trinity Gate.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, the sky is cloudless, and starlight spills across the quiet courtyard.

Lu Jin respectfully handed two sets of white training clothes of different sizes to the young man in front of him.

"Uncle-Master, these are their clothes."

"it is good...."

Jiang Mo, who was sitting in a grand chair, was meditating when he heard the call. He immediately opened his deep, still eyes, which were as deep as a still pool.