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

"clear--!"

Si Chong's expression was solemn as he pleaded with Jiang Mo, "Junior brother, please don't neglect them. You have to take good care of these little ones. I'll be heartbroken if even one of them comes back."

These disciples who have come down the mountain are undoubtedly the most skilled young generation in the sect, carrying the hope for the sect's rise and prosperity. It seems that Chong is also uneasy about sending them to intercept and kill the bandits.

"Okay, senior brother, I'll bring you back every single one."

Jiang Mo was confident of victory and smiled calmly.

Chapter 101 Arrival at the Outpost

In the evening, Chengzhen, Shuiyun, and Lu Jin, carrying dry rations, weapons, and medicine, arrived at the pool behind the mountain.

Upon seeing the scene before them, they all stopped in their tracks, their expressions filled with shock.

Jiang Mo sat cross-legged on the bank of the pool, his body radiating a shimmering white aura that resonated subtly with the heavens and earth. A rich, surging innate energy flowed from his hands, continuously pouring into the deep pool.

Three blurry figures gradually took shape at the bottom of the pool. Hearing the commotion behind him, Jiang Mo called out softly:

"Come all over."

"Yes, uncle."

When the group approached the pool and looked down at the four white figures at the bottom, they were all puzzled.

"Uncle-Master, what is this...?" Chengzhen vaguely felt that one of the figures was inexplicably similar to him.

"The teleportation points created based on you are an advanced application of a technique I have learned. If you encounter danger after descending the mountain, you can return immediately."

Jiang Mo didn't explain further, but simply asked them to sit down and extended their hands to him.

The disciples did as instructed. Jiang Mo placed his right hand down, and his true technique extracted their innate Qi, causing them to sink to the bottom of the pool and overlap with the blurry white figures, completing the fusion.

Suddenly, a strange sensation arose in the hearts of the three. They could clearly sense the situation at the bottom of the pool, as if they were there themselves, as if the figures below were extensions of their own limbs.

Jiang Mo raised his hand as a brush, creating runes in the air and inscribing one intricate inscription after another, sealing the effect of 'Close at Hand' within the runes so that the disciples could easily trigger it.

In an instant, Jiang Mo held three transparent, thin talismans in his hand and distributed them to the three people.

"This talisman can only be used once. No matter where you are, as long as you tear it, you can return here. I can sense it and will provide you with appropriate assistance, understand?"

Even Jiang Mo didn't realize that since becoming the sect leader, he had been increasingly concerned about his disciples. In his eyes, these were all inexperienced juniors who needed to be patiently nurtured.

"Understood, thank you, Uncle-Master."

Chengzhen accepted the talisman with both hands, his heart leaping with joy. His joy was not because he had this life-saving means, but rather because he felt his uncle's concern through the talisman, which moved him deeply.

"Thank you for your help, Uncle-Master."

Shuiyun stared blankly at the talisman in her hand, a faint smile on her lips, as if it were a treasured gem, and put it into her bosom.

"Uncle-Master, thank you."

"Oh! By the way, I still have the talisman you gave me last time."

Suddenly, Lu Jin remembered this matter, but Jiang Mo stopped her:

"I've given it all to you, why would I take it back?"

"You fool, you're not as quick-witted as your two senior brothers. Keep the talismans for self-defense."

"Ah? I know you don't want it, but I wanted to share it with my two senior brothers."

Lu Jin rummaged through her luggage and quickly found four crystal-clear talismans of different shapes. She gave one to Chengzhen and Shuiyun, kept one for herself, and handed one to Jiang Mo.

"Uncle-Master, please take it. It's not about scarcity, but about inequality."

"Fine... I really can't do anything with Jin'er."

Jiang Mo accepted the weapons and then inspected them. He found that they were all M3 submachine guns, equipped with twenty magazines and twelve explosive grenades. Their melee weapons were bayonets and daggers.

"Aren't you going to bring a few machine guns with you?"

“Uncle-Master, that thing is inconvenient and too conspicuous. Besides, a submachine gun has a faster rate of fire. As long as we hit the Japanese aliens, I’m confident we can keep them here.”

Chengzhen initially wanted to bring a heavy machine gun to provide fire support, but he gave up on the idea because it would make walking difficult.

After being instructed by Jiang Mo, his reversal of life technique has improved slightly. Now he can transform nearly a third of his body into Qi, so he doesn't need many firearms. Even if he fights those Japanese superhumans head-on, he is not afraid of the sharpness of weapons.

As for Shuiyun and Lu Jin's reverse rebirth duality, their Qi transformation covered about one-fifth of their bodies.

Jiang Mo understood Chengzhen's idea.

He got up and made further arrangements, just as he had done when he descended the mountain. He summoned a large area of ​​thunderclouds from the dome of the Sanyi Mountain Gate and erected a stone tablet at the mountain steps to announce the closure of the mountain. Even his disciples could not cross the thunder zone to descend the mountain.

"Alright... let's go."

As night fell, Jiang Mo bid a brief farewell to his disciples and then led three disciples down the mountain.

"Buzz!"

A vortex-like spatial fluctuation emanated from his right hand, and the Heavenly Kingdom opened, taking away all their luggage and weapons to the astonished gazes of Chengzhen and the others.

"Uncle-Master, what is this?!"

Shuiyun stared wide-eyed. He knew that the Devouring Pouch of the Heavenly Craft Hall had this storage effect, but he didn't expect that his uncle would also have it.

"In Heaven, time stands still. Would you like to go in and rest?"

"Can people go in too?" Chengzhen asked, quite surprised.

"Ah."

Then, the three curious people were sucked into the Heavenly Kingdom by Jiang Mo and stayed there obediently.

The mountains and fields were pitch black. This time, Jiang Mo did not ride the wind with his Qi. Instead, he transformed into the Qi of nature, disappeared into the mountains and rivers, and concealed his tracks. In an instant, he was already a hundred meters away.

......

Coastal area, late at night.

In a deserted fishing village, a temporary encampment was set up. A campfire blazed brightly, and several ships were moored in the nearby harbor. There were also many strange people on guard duty around the area.

The closest forces, such as the Lu, Lü, and Wang families, arrived first and are gathering in the center of the village to wait, while the more distant sects, such as the Celestial Master's Mansion, the Fire Virtue Sect, and the Shangqing Sect, are still on their way.

The entrance to the fishing village was guarded by several disciples of Yanwu Hall, while the surrounding area was guarded by bodyguards hired by the Wang and Lu families, keeping a tight watch over the area for miles around.

"call--!"

A gentle breeze swept by, and four white figures suddenly appeared not far away. The disciples of Yanwu Hall seemed to be in a daze, rubbing their eyes, finding it hard to believe whether it was an illusion or not.

It was unbelievable that four people suddenly appeared from the vigilant gaze that had been fixed on them.

Gazing at his iconic white robes and ethereal aura, several disciples of the Yan Martial Hall respectfully greeted Jiang Mo as he approached the entrance:

"Junior generation: Gu Yao, Zhang Tieyi, Liu Jinghuo."

"Greetings, Sect Leader Jiang!"

"Hello, is everyone else here?"

Following the coastal location given by Lord Lu, Jiang Mo and his three disciples arrived smoothly without wasting too much time.

"No, only our Yanwu Hall, the Wang family, the Lü family, and the Lu family have arrived first, followed by everyone from the Sanyi Sect. The rest of you are still on your way. Please come in quickly."

"Then I'll trouble this young man to lead the way."

Led by Gu Yao, Jiang Mo and his group went straight to their camp in the center of the fishing village, where many simple tents had been set up.

The strange people and镖客 from the three families were drinking and chatting around the nearby campfire. When they suddenly saw Jiang Mo arrive, they all turned their heads and the noise quieted down. They gazed at the figure in silence, their eyes filled with admiration, and some even greeted him warmly.

"Master Jiang, please. Our seniors and master are inside."

Gu Yao stopped, lifted the chain on one of the tents, and bowed to invite him in.

Jiang Mo didn't say much and stepped inside. As soon as he entered the tent, he saw many familiar faces.

The heads of the Wang, Lü, and Lu families all came, as did the head of the Yanwu Hall. In addition, Liu Wei from Jianghu Xiaozhan was also present.

They were all gathered around a wide, long wooden table to discuss their plans, which was piled high with maps of all sizes.

"Master Jiang, it's been a long time! How about some fine wine to soothe your throat?"

Liu Wei laughed heartily and tossed the gourd of wine in his hand over.

"Snapped."

Jiang Mo accepted the gourd of wine, but politely declined with a smile, saying, "Boss Liu, I appreciate your kindness, but I don't drink alcohol. Please forgive me."

"Come, please sit down, let's talk business."

Liu Wei quickly got up and pulled Jiang Mo to sit down.

Chapter 102 The troops are divided into three groups

Inside the tent, the oppressive atmosphere eased slightly with Jiang Mo's arrival. Several family heads and the head of Yanwu Hall gave a general explanation of the current situation.

"The Shanhai Chamber of Commerce was jointly founded by the Wang family and some local powerful families. The person in charge of escorting the cargo on the ferry this time is Wang Yin, the cousin of Wang's brother."

Lu Xuan handed a maritime map to Jiang Mo and circled a shared sea area between the East and the mainland with his finger.

"Look, Master Jiang, this is the place, the East Sea."

"According to the ferry's sailing direction, it should have continued to turn southwest to avoid risks, but the accident happened very suddenly. Those foreigners from the East seemed to have prior knowledge and intercepted the ferry midway when it entered this sea area and was less than two days away from reaching the mainland."

Everyone's expression was solemn, especially that of the Wang family patriarch. He prided himself on the clan's excellent secrecy, but the unexpected death of his cousin made him, who was already suspicious, extremely certain that there was a traitor in the ferry's escort team.

Following Lu Xuan's directions, Jiang Mo looked at the map and saw numerous small islands scattered across the boundless sea like stars in the sky, making it difficult to pinpoint the enemy's location.

"The number of Japanese monsters who attacked the ferry exceeded one hundred, and their styles were completely different. My Wang family's guards alone could not hold out for long."

"Before communication was lost, the last message I received from the 'Divine Scripture' indicated that the ferry's steam engine had been destroyed by several skilled members of the tribe, and some of the cargo had sunk to the bottom of the sea. Whether there were any survivors remains unknown..."

"These Japanese devils are still at sea. At the latest, they will infiltrate the border like locusts and come to the interior within a week."

The head of the Wang family had gray hair, and his already somewhat cunning and mean face became even more unsightly due to the irritability in his heart.

He rubbed his tightly furrowed brows, every second of waiting felt agonizing, and his tone was weary:

"Several of our families have dispatched skilled investigators to search the area, and Yun Cang Valley has agreed to our request, releasing thousands of seabirds to roam the surrounding waters day and night..."

"We still can't find any trace of them; it's very troublesome."

After he finished speaking, the head of Yanwu Hall immediately followed up: "As long as they haven't approached the surrounding sea area, we will have time to make preparations. Fortunately, the people from Longhu Mountain, Shangqing, and Huode Sect will also be here tomorrow."

"Also, Brother Lü, how's the situation on your end?"

Upon hearing this, a rare, cold smile appeared on the already haggard face of the Lü family patriarch:

"It's done. My son has successfully secured the Tang Clan's assistance. With everyone here also involved, I don't believe these beasts will leave alive..."

After his eldest son was brutally murdered by the Japanese demons, he was heartbroken for more than half a year, barely surviving until his last breath. Now, all that remains is hatred. He is willing to pay any price to kill as many Japanese monsters as possible.

The group discussed their next steps and devised strategies. Jiang Mo examined the sea map and secretly used his Qi to make a copy.

......

Against the dark sky, shrouded in mist, a seabird skimmed across the low-lying sea, its eyes gleaming with a strange blue light, heading towards the distant islands.

On the beach near the sea, a large number of people gathered around a campfire, dressed in Japanese clothing, their laughter rising and falling.

"You'd better hand over what you're hiding."

A rusty iron chain pierced through the middle-aged man's limbs, hanging him upside down from a tree, his thick blood dripping down with a resounding echo.

The person in charge of the interrogation was a young man wearing a Tang-style shirt.

However, Wang Yin, barely breathing, was becoming increasingly delirious, feeling as if all the blood in his body was draining away. He forced a smile and said, "Alright... you little traitor, save your breath..."

Standing beside the young man were several elderly Japanese men, whose patience had also been exhausted after waiting for two days.

"Get rid of him, Lord Wei, he's no longer of any use."

Upon hearing the order from behind, the young man in the Tang-style shirt drew his long sword from his waist and struck Wang Yin's head, killing him instantly, blood splattering everywhere.

“Mr. Fujimiya, I regret to say that I was unable to extract any more useful information from this man.”

Wei Youchuan smiled calmly, wiping the blade with silk and slowly brushing away the blood. Unlike other superhumans, he came from the mainland and had been lying low on the ferry of the Mountain and Sea Merchant Guild, providing navigation intelligence after reaching certain transactions with the East.

Just then, an old man seemed to notice something and looked alertly up at the night sky, only to see a lone seabird flying by.

However, his inner unease and his killer instincts made him almost without hesitation raise his hand and throw a dart. It was extremely fast and hit the target in an instant.

"call out--!"