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

The cold, clear words, like the tolling of a morning bell and the sound of evening drums, made Liu Wei's eyes light up. Upon learning of his enemy's demise, he repeatedly exclaimed, "Good!"

"Thank you both for your hard work. I am deeply grateful for your kindness."

After saying this, he quickly stood up, clasped his hands in thanks, and bowed deeply.

"You're too kind, Mr. Liu. You and my father are good friends, so please don't stand on ceremony."

Lu Jin quickly stepped forward to support Liu Wei, indicating that it was not necessary.

"I wonder what brings you two here? Is there anything I can help you with? I, Liu Wei, will do my best to assist you within my capabilities."

Seeing his sincerity, Jiang Mo got straight to the point: "Just two things."

"I need to know the location of Quanxing's strongholds. You should have quite a few here, right?"

"Furthermore, I've heard that the Iron Plate Immortal, Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, and Myriad Elephant Hall are skilled in fortune telling and divination. I'm looking for someone's whereabouts. I wonder if you, Mr. Liu, are acquainted with any of these families?"

Upon hearing Jiang Mo's request, Liu Wei initially thought it would be something difficult, but he was surprised that it was so easy, so he said:

"Of the Quanxing's strongholds throughout the country, some have changed locations frequently. I can only confirm the locations of nine of them."

"Nine locations? That's enough..."

Jiang Mo knew that these demons had no fixed abode, but being able to uncover so many dens made the trip worthwhile. He was determined to slaughter the entire Quanxing sect from top to bottom.

"I can provide you with all this information."

Following this, Liu Wei added:

"As for the Iron Plate Immortal and the Heavenly Secret Pavilion you mentioned, I have little contact with them. However, the head of the Myriad Elephant Hall is an old friend of mine. Their lineage is proficient in feng shui, divination, and fortune telling. It would not be difficult for them to find someone for you."

"Oh? How was the result?"

Jiang Mo immediately became very interested. He did not study divination or numerology and knew nothing about fortune telling or divination, but he had to admit that searching for and predicting the whereabouts of Wugensheng and Granny Liu was their specialty.

"Excuse me for speaking frankly, but my old friend's methods are far superior to those of Tiebanxian and Tianjilu, of course... there's a price to pay."

At this point, Liu Wei paused for a moment, then spread his hands somewhat helplessly:

"It's at least three times more expensive than the previous two companies. That ancestral skill has never failed."

"Furthermore, they have a blood feud with Quanxing. If they knew that you had killed Wugensheng, the acting leader of Quanxing, and were about to wipe out Quanxing's strongholds, perhaps the price would be much easier to negotiate."

"Really? Then I'll trouble Mr. Liu to introduce me to him." Jiang Mo was very pleased.

"Of course, of course. I have another suggestion, I wonder if Master Jiang would be willing to listen?"

Liu Wei crossed his fingers and rested them on his chin, looking beaming with pride.

"speak."

"There's a den of sorcerers right here in the city. Why not take advantage of this opportunity? Would you be interested in going to check it out?"

Liu Wei opened the drawer, took out a pen and ink, and began to write down the specific location, not forgetting to say:

"Communication is not like it used to be. The foreigners' telephone is very convenient. Although it can't compare to the Wang family's divine paint or secret painting, it is still easy to use."

"When you go to sweep away the demon's lair, Master Jiang, I can contact an old friend. If all goes well, you can meet and discuss it tomorrow."

"Just to my liking."

Jiang Mo exchanged a smile with him, accepted the note that Liu Wei respectfully handed over with both hands, lowered his eyes and glanced at the handwriting, instantly memorizing the location.

"Mr. Liu, I'm counting on you for my matter."

"You're too kind, Master Jiang."

Liu Wei felt extremely pleased and grabbed the wine gourd from the side of the table, throwing it over.

"Want to try some? It tastes good, a fine wine."

"Snapped!"

Jiang Mo raised his hand to accept the gift, placed it on the square table beside him, slowly stood up, and declined with a faint smile: "Thank you, but I have no interest in this Du Kang wine."

"If Mr. Liu is so kind, why not warm a pot of hot tea? Jin'er and I will be right back. We might need to stay at your place tonight."

"Alright! Just because you said so, I won't close for today. I'll be waiting for your successful return."

Liu Wei rose to see him off.

Jiang Mo and Lu Jin bid him farewell, then left the room, went down the stairs, and disappeared into the quiet night.

"Click...click...click..."

Liu Wei's slender fingers turned the dial of the telephone, the gears making a mechanical sound.

After a brief exchange with the operator, communication was successfully established.

"Old Ji, how have you been lately?"

"It's me, Liu Wei. I have a business deal with Wanxiangtang. Are you interested?"

The man on the other end of the phone looked slightly surprised, and his reply was deep and magnetic:

"Really? I appreciate it if you, Mr. Liu, would go to such lengths for me. What kind of company is the employer?"

"Sigh, it's no fun telling you directly. Why don't you get your fortune told and see if your abilities have declined?"

After he finished speaking, the man fell silent, and the sound of copper coins shaking and clattering came from the phone.

After a long silence, the head of Wanxiang Hall pondered and asked tentatively, "Is it the Sanyi Sect?"

"Wow, impressive, it's them."

While drinking, Liu Wei introduced, "The recent incident involving the Sanyi Sect and Quanxing has caused quite a stir. The entire martial arts world knows about it. Just this morning, Wugensheng and Li Muxuan were killed."

"That Taoist priest who made the move was trying to find the whereabouts of certain people. I figured this was one of your signature skills."

"Besides, your Wanxiang Hall and Quanxing are sworn enemies. In that case, I'll act as an intermediary and make a connection. I don't think you'd mind, would you?"

A sigh echoed from afar, and the Master of the Myriad Manifestations Hall looked somewhat troubled:

"Did you explain the price to him? As an old friend, I think you should know the cost of each divination session."

However, Liu Wei did not answer his follow-up questions, but instead continued to speak to himself:

"That Taoist priest has a very strong murderous aura and is currently causing trouble for the Quanxing Sect. He has killed more than a hundred demons in the past few days."

"Before contacting you, I gave him the location of the Quanxing stronghold in the city, but that's gone now."

The Master of Wanxiang Hall was moved. He vaguely heard the unspoken meaning, but he was not sure. He asked again, "How strong is Daoist Sanyi?"

"Based on my feeling and impression, he's similar to the Left Gate Chief I've met before. I might not be right, this is just a rough guess."

Liu Wei's answer silenced the person opposite him, as if they were weighing the pros and cons.

After a long silence, the Hall Master of Wanxiang spoke again: "You want to help me? Have you told him about Master's matter?"

"No, this is just asking for your opinion."

Liu Wei explained his plan in detail: "Master Jiang needs to find someone and requires your help."

"You want to take revenge on those two old ghosts from Quanxing again. Isn't this mutually beneficial?"

The owner of Wanxiang Hall had many concerns and dared not accept the deal.

"Sigh... So many years have passed. If revenge were possible, I would have done it long ago. That demon is beyond the control of ordinary people."

After all, in his view, the risk to Sany was too great.

It would be fine if it were just a simple payment of silver dollars or gold bars, but Liu Wei's words implied that both parties owed each other a favor, which he felt guilty about.

Liu Wei had anticipated this; how could he not understand his old friend of many years?

At this point, he suddenly smiled and revealed his trump card: "Old Ji, what makes you think that without this deal, the devil won't cause trouble for the Trinity Sect?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

The head of Wanxiang Hall was puzzled and frowned slightly. He could hear the gloating in his old friend's tone.

"That demon only had one heir, and he was killed by Master Jiang a few days ago, leaving not even a corpse. Do you think he's worried?"

Liu Wei tilted his head back and drank the wine, saying with delight, "Whether it's this blood feud or the fact that he was the former acting leader of Quanxing, he and Sanyi will have to fight sooner or later."

"Let's ride the wave and take this deal. Master Jiang will help you rip people off, and you'll help him find them. Isn't that a win-win situation?"

All the problems were solved. Upon hearing that the last surviving member of his enemy family had been killed, the Master of Wanxiang Hall was overjoyed and answered decisively without even a moment's hesitation:

"Alright, I'm ill and shouldn't move around, so you'll take charge of this deal for me."

"No matter where the person he's looking for is hiding, I will do my best to search for him."

Chapter 68 Agreement Reached

The Qingxuan Teahouse, located in the north of the city, was brightly lit, and dozens of diners dressed in various styles were gathered there to discuss something.

"Hey, have you heard? The sect leader died at Longhu Mountain. He was killed by a master from the Sanyi Sect. There wasn't even a complete corpse left."

"Hmph, they brought this on themselves, and now we've been dragged into this mess too. What are we going to do?"

"In just a few days, many disciples died, and even Granny Liu's side could not be contacted."

At a mahogany octagonal table, the Quanxing demons were discussing in hushed tones, occasionally sighing and frowning. The atmosphere in the teahouse was somewhat oppressive, and many of their followers were even starting to consider running away.

"Da da da...."

The sound of light footsteps came from outside the house, but at first it did not attract the attention of these demons.

It wasn't until the stench of blood grew stronger that they became alert. Turning their heads, they saw two handsome, aloof young men walking towards them, each carrying a corpse. It was none other than Xu San'er, who was on guard duty.

"boom!"

Jiang Mo exerted force with his wrist and threw the dead man over before these demons could ask any questions.

"Who?! Daring to cause trouble here!!" A burly man suddenly stood up and shouted.

Jiang Mo ignored him, simply raising his right hand, gathering his Qi into a spike, and shooting it out with a "boom!" the instant it locked onto the man's throat.

"Pfft!"

His entire throat was broken. The man clutched his throat in pain and panic, blood gushing out. It was as if his spine was broken; he could neither speak nor stand. He collapsed to the ground, his breath ceasing.

"Who...who is this?" One of the demons was afraid and subconsciously stepped back, not wanting to participate in the ensuing bloody battle.

As soon as the words were spoken, someone responded, revealing the two men's identities: "The one in white is the young master of the Lu family. They are from the Sanyi Sect. Their sect leader died at their hands. Now these people are going to kill us too. Everyone, attack together! Don't get separated."

"What?! He's the one who killed the sect leader! I can't swallow this!"

Enraged, one of them ignored his companions' advice and attacked first.

However, what he didn't know was that his companion, who had encouraged him, had already quietly made his way to the side door under the cover of the crowd, and was about to leave.

"call out!"

Jiang Moran countered with three sharp spikes condensed from Qi, launched from a distance faster than bullets. In an instant, they pierced the demon's vitals, shattering his skull and flesh, pinning him firmly to the doorway, where he bled to death.

The demon who tried to escape only saw a blur before his eyes, heard a crisp snapping sound as his neck broke, and fell to the ground the next second, his pupils dimming.

Jiang Mo moved as if he were in an empty field, instantly appearing in front of him, grabbing his throat with his right hand and twisting it, easily subduing him.

Rather than reasoning with them to reform them, he was better at sending them on their way.

In the blink of an eye, two disciples perished, shocking and enraging the Quanxing members present. They drew their weapons and began to fight back, attempting to fight to the death.

"Close the door, Jin'er."

Jiang ignored it, his right hand hanging down, the blazing silver energy gradually condensing into a sharp longsword, and he walked towards the crowd.

"Squeak—" Lu Jin silently closed the door, channeling his profound inner energy. His hair turned as white as frost, and he stood in front of the door, not intending to let anyone escape.

"Do you really have to resort to violence? We have conditions to discuss!!"

An old man, suspected to be the leader, had a gloomy face and was gritting his teeth in anger.

"I don't want to talk about it right now."

Jiang Mo strode forward with his sword in hand. The demons attacked him en masse, but were repeatedly cleaved in two by the sharp blade, their bodies sliced ​​vertically, and they fell into pools of blood.

"Cuckoo!"

Seeing that things were not going well, the leader of the Quanxing sect tightened his abdomen and suddenly sprayed out a sky full of putrid liquid.

"what!!!!"

The disciple who was accidentally injured let out a shrill wail, and his skin instantly ulcerated and oozed pus.