One person said: "If I make you a holy child, will you be granted godhood through the art of Gu

“Because you are very strong.” Lü Liang smiled wryly, “And I feel that following you might be the way out.”

"I joined Quanxing only out of desperation..."

“A way out?” Jiang Mo interrupted him, shaking her head. “You should go to the Yaoxing Society.”

"What?" Lü Liang was taken aback.

"The Soul-Clearing Technique is good, but I've already obtained it," Jiang Mo said, raising his hand to release a Gu worm. "Look."

The Gu worm danced in the air, emitting a faint halo.

Lü Liang immediately sensed a familiar aura emanating from it.

"This is... the Soul Clarity Technique? You've copied my ability?" Lü Liang said incredulously.

When did Jiang Mo put the Gu with the ability to copy onto himself?

"More or less." Jiang Mo retracted the Gu worm. "So your ability is no longer useful to me."

"The Yaoxing Society, on the other hand, would probably welcome someone as talented as you."

"But......"

“Think it over carefully,” Jiang Mo interrupted him. “With your abilities, Yaoxing Society won’t treat you unfairly.”

After saying that, Jiang Mo turned and left.

His figure quickly disappeared into the night.

Lu Liang stood there, watching Jiang Mo's departing figure, his expression complex.

He had hoped to find a powerful backer, but he never expected that Jiang Mo had already copied his abilities.

This method is simply unheard of.

“Perhaps… I really should consider Yaoxing Society,” Lü Liang muttered to himself.

Jiang Mo is right. With his abilities, Yaoxing Society is indeed a good choice.

Compared to the chaos of Quanxing, Yaoxing Society is more organized and disciplined.

......

At this time, on Longhu Mountain.

In the old Celestial Master's room, Gong Qing knelt on the ground, his expression sincere.

"Master, I have something to confess."

"Speak," the old master said calmly, taking a sip of tea.

“Actually… I am the acting leader of Quanxing,” Gong Qing said, bowing his head.

His voice trembled slightly as he spoke, but his tone was firm.

He was initially quite optimistic about Quanxing's attack on Longhu Mountain!

But then Jiang Mo appeared from the middle!

His arrival disrupted all plans.

Countless masters of the Quanxing Sect died at Jiang Mo's hands.

With Jiang Mo around, Quanxing would have no chance of finding what they wanted.

It would be better to admit your identity to the Celestial Master.

If the old master can accept himself.

It can be considered as helping myself find a way out.

Jiang Mo might let him off the hook out of respect for the Old Master!

The old master put down his teacup and looked at Gong Qing, who was kneeling on the ground.

"I know."

"What?" Gong Qing looked up abruptly, staring at the old master in disbelief.

He has kept it well hidden these past few years, how could the Old Master have known?

“Jiang Mo told me long ago.” The old master smiled. “However, it’s a bit of a surprise that you were willing to confess.”

"It seems your experiences at the Celestial Master's Mansion over the years have brought about some changes in you."

He originally planned to deal with Gong Qing after the competition ended.

Gong Qing has now voluntarily admitted his identity.

There are a few things I can ask.

Gong Qing, who was kneeling on the ground, froze.

Little did he know that Jiang Mo had already seen through his identity.

Jiang Mo's strength far exceeded his expectations.

In that case, can he still receive the protection of the Heavenly Master?

"Master, I..."

"Alright," the old master waved his hand, "You're willing to confess, which means there's still hope. However, there are some things I want you to tell me personally."

Gong Qing knelt on the ground, cold sweat constantly streaming down his forehead.

What did the old master mean by what he said?

Could it be that they want to know why he stayed at Longhu Mountain?

Or is it that the old master simply doesn't believe what you're saying?

Thinking about what I was going to say next.

Gong Qing felt a lingering fear.

Because it could very well determine his life or death.

“Master, I have another guess…” Gong Qing’s voice trembled slightly.

The old celestial master sat upright on the futon, his teacup remaining perfectly still.

"Go ahead."

Those two simple words made Gong Qing's heart tighten.

He took a deep breath and laid out all his discoveries over the years:

"It's about Uncle Tian. Over the years, I've noticed that his behavior at the Celestial Master's Mansion is quite unusual."

"Whenever the Quanxing sect makes a big move, he always mysteriously disappears for a few days."

A strange light flashed in the old master's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Furthermore, Uncle Tian knows far too much about the secrets of the Quanxing Sect."

Gong Qing continued, "For example, when the Quanxing's stronghold in North China was destroyed last time, Uncle Tian was the first to guess where they would move to."

At this point, Gong Qing looked up and stole a glance at the old Celestial Master's expression.

Seeing that the other person remained calm, he gritted his teeth and continued:

"Most importantly, as the acting leader of Quanxing, I can sense that there seems to be some kind of connection between Uncle Tian and Quanxing."

"This feeling is subtle, but it definitely exists, and it's even related to the Jia Shen Rebellion!"

Upon hearing Gong Qing mention the Jia Shen Rebellion.

Only then did the old master's face show an expression.

But it quickly returned to normal.

The room fell silent again.

The old master tapped his fingers lightly on the table, making a soft "thump-thump" sound.

Every sound struck Gong Qing's heart.

After a long silence, the old master finally spoke: "Don't tell anyone about what you've said."

Then, he formed a hand seal, and a golden light entered Gong Qing's brow.

"what!"

Gong Qing felt a sharp pain in his head, as if a thousand needles were pricking him.

Immediately afterwards, a strange power flowed through his body, eventually transforming into a restriction.

"This restriction will prevent you from revealing your earlier guess, and it will also prevent you from leaving the Celestial Master's Mansion," the old Celestial Master said calmly.

Gong Qing's face was deathly pale, but he still respectfully kowtowed: "Yes, disciple understands."

"Go down."

The old Celestial Master waved his hand in greeting.

Gong Qing felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly left the room.

After Gong Qing left, the old Celestial Master's expression became solemn.

Tian Jinzhong, during the Jia Shen Rebellion.

Among those who came to Longhu Mountain to participate in the competition this time.

How many of them came because of the Jia Shen Rebellion?

.......

Gong Qing couldn't help but wipe the sweat from his forehead as he left the old master's room.

He thought the old master would kill him directly.

Unexpectedly, all they did was place a restriction on him.

This is good.

At least he won his gamble.

Jiang Mo will probably refrain from harming him out of respect for the Old Master.

......

Yaoxing Club.

The exquisite ritual implements emitted a faint glow under the moonlight, illuminating the entire room as if it were daytime.

Qu Tong contacted Ma Xianhong through a magical artifact.

Hearing what Ma Xianhong said, he couldn't help but frown.

"Xianhong, I'll say it again, leave Biyou Village first."

"No!" Ma Xianhong's voice came through the magical artifact, "The Body Cultivation Furnace has reached its most crucial moment, how can I leave at this time?"

Qu Tong rubbed her temples: "Do you know how dangerous that Gu Master you encountered was?"

"How dangerous could it be? My magical artifact..."

"Your magical artifact is utterly useless against him."

Qu Tong interrupted directly, "That young man named Jiang Mo can transform a Gu into something surpassing even a magical artifact. Do you know what that means?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the ritual implement.