Chapter 267 Welcome home
7.14 night.

The silver moon was high in the sky. Inside the Trinity Gate, Jiang Mo leaned against the south-facing window railing on the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository, gazing at the endless night scene. He heard the voice of his senior brother muttering in his ears.

"Yu Huai, Xian Shu and the others have informed me about the overseas affairs. I think they will be here soon."

"Junior brother, could you please receive us? We are all family, so please feel free to speak openly. Those guys couldn't figure out what you were thinking, so they came to me for help."

"Okay, as you say, brother."

Jiang Mo responded with a faint smile. The so-called Eight Great Skills were not important to him. What's more, the current head of the sect was Cheng Zhen. He would probably just drink tea and listen to their discussions. As for how to arrange things, it was up to these young people.

The two chatted for another half an hour. After the call ended, Jiang Mo turned around and walked back to his seat at the tea table. He smiled and asked Cheng Zhen and Zhuge Yu:

"Did you hear everything? You can talk later."

"Ah."

Cheng Zhen nodded softly, his eyes calm as he looked at the eight volumes of scriptures placed in the corner, and said:

"I won't allow them to take away the spoils you worked so hard to obtain, even if they are left there to waste."

Zhuge Yu’s ideas are similar to those of his senior brother.

"If they want to learn, of course they can. This has been the rule of the sect for a long time. Anyone is qualified to learn. But if they take it away, it would be a bit too much. The magic techniques sealed inside are truly unique, but not everyone can learn them. Once they go wrong, they will fall into demons, causing disasters and ruining the reputation of the sect."

"Why bother getting angry with a child? It doesn't seem like they want to take him away."

Jiang Mo had nothing to do, so he took out the chessboard and played chess with Cheng Zhen. They chatted about random things.

At one o'clock in the morning, the faint roar of helicopter propellers was heard from afar, and a dozen punctuation marks appeared on the Qi diagram suspended in the air, indicating that a guest was coming.

"Zhuge? Go pick up the three of them."

Jiang Mo fell down with a black piece in his hand, and switched offense and defense with Cheng Zhen, starting a new round of confrontation.

"Okay, wait a moment, I'll be there soon."

Zhuge Yu's figure disappeared in an instant. He was in the area covered by the strange magic formation. He came and went freely and appeared at the foot of the mountain in a flash.

At this time, a helicopter slowly landed, the hatch opened, and three tall and thin figures walked out one after another. They did not bring more people.

Yu Huai saw Senior Brother Zhuge waiting for them in the distance and couldn't help but smile: "Long time no see, Senior Brother, how are you?"

"Brother!!"

"Uncle Master!!"

Xianshu and Linqi greeted them politely. Their cultivation was close to the perfection of the second level of rebirth. They were invited to go down the mountain for training more than 20 years ago. Now they were in high positions and looked much older. They were no longer as young and ambitious as they were back then. They had many feelings when they returned to the sect.

"Come on, little ones, go home."

"Master and the head of the sect are waiting for you."

Zhuge Yu stamped his feet lightly, used the technique of changing his shape and scene, crossed the inner and outer layers of Qi, and brought them back to the Sutra Library in an instant.

In the brightly lit room, two figures, one in white and one in black, could be seen sitting on the ground. Their familiar profiles were as perfect as if they were the only creatures in the world. Seeing their respected elders, Yu Huai and the other two were so excited that their eyes were filled with tears, and they all knelt on the ground.

"Disciple Yu Huai, greetings to Uncle Master!"

"Disciple Xianshu, greetings to Uncle Master!"

"Disciple Linqi, I am honored to meet you, Master!"

Unlike other elders who could still be contacted from time to time, Jiang Mo had been wandering for a full twenty years. During the years when his whereabouts were uncertain, the few people could only learn about his general situation through the few words from their master.

Almost all the second-generation disciples in the sect had been taken by Jiang Mo to travel and gain experience for a period of time to broaden their horizons. Because of this, they missed this elder who had taken care of them meticulously when they were young, taught them the methods of cultivation wholeheartedly, and helped them solve their doubts during the confusing periods of life. To them, Jiang Mo was a relative whose blood was thicker than water.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and I miss you too."

"Get up, no need for red tape."

Jiang Mo sideways looked at them with gentle eyes. They were all old. Although they had made many achievements and were respected by others, it seemed that they had suffered a lot and endured unspeakable grievances in the past twenty years. There were many wrinkles on their faces, and their skin was not as tender and flawless as when they were seven or eight years old.

"Thank you, Uncle Master!!"

The expressions of several people were moved. Just two simple words were better than countless flattery from the outside world.

They truly felt their elders' continued concern for them, and they had so much to say but didn't know where to start. They really wanted to reminisce about the past and were hesitant to speak several times.

Cheng Zhen motioned for them to sit down, and Zhuge Yu poured some hot tea for the young men and pushed it into their hands.

The night was long, and the wanderers who returned home finally unloaded the heavy psychological burden and the majestic image of being away for a long time. Like a chattering young man, they each confided to their elders about the ups and downs of more than 20 years. Yu Huai was responsible for the supernatural events in China, and the troubles he often encountered were serious casualties. Even he himself had brushed shoulders with death several times. Along the way, his teammates who had accompanied him died one after another, leaving him alone.

Xianshu's job is to deal with certain special life forms on this planet and the humans who have been contacted and transformed by them. Some of those mysterious and highly intelligent life groups come from the depths of the starry sky and some from underground.

They are extremely threatening, and Xianshu, who has been confronting them for more than 20 years, is the most exhausted one. His hair is gray and his skin is dull. He is completely different from the fat and cheerful boy he was in his childhood.

His face was extremely thin, and when he talked about the past, his eyes were filled with deep sadness;
Several of his close friends died, but he was helpless. Since he joined the front line, he had very little time to rest, as little as a squeezed-out sponge. The old injuries left by years of fierce fighting and the enormous work pressure made him almost breathless. Even though he practiced rebirth, he still aged quickly.

Linqi studies the remains of ancient civilizations and is often very busy. He travels all over the country's uninhabited deserts and rainforests. It seems easy, but it is also very dangerous. The excavated artifacts either come with ominous curses or contain ancient viruses. He has hardly ever encountered any good things.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

"Little ones."

Jiang Mo felt gratified for the hardships they had endured along the way. This was the path they had chosen themselves. Regardless of the outcome, the fact that they had persisted on it for decades was already an extremely remarkable thing.

The conversation lasted for several hours. Through their retelling of their words, Jiang Mo seemed to be there, experiencing the life they were experiencing.

At four o'clock in the morning, the topic of reminiscing came to a temporary end. Cheng Zhen, who understood that they were still on a mission, asked them to state their purpose directly.

"According to the rules, the eight unique skills of the sect need to be taken back, but we have pledged our entire reputation to date to guarantee it for the sect. We believe that it is at least safe to keep it with the sect."

"Besides, there are actually many things that are more dangerous than the Eight Great Techniques. After gaining the approval of the majority, this matter will be accomplished."

Yu Huai stated the purpose of this trip:
"The only problem that needs to be solved now is to prevent the foreigners attracted by the Eight Wonders from causing disorder and casualties within a small area of ​​the country."

"For mutants around the world, the company and we have strict control principles. We have the right to execute anyone who enters another country without registration and wearing a positioning electronic device."

"Similarly, our aliens need to abide by similar agreements when they travel to other countries."

At this point, Xianshu opened the laptop he carried with him and showed it to the others.

The webpage inside was the world's largest forum for extraordinary people, and the most popular post at the top was still the revelation that the Trinity Sect possessed eight extraordinary skills, with nearly 20,000 views.

"Uncle Master, you see, the polished and translated Eight Wonders have already attracted many ambitious people from all over the world. Once they cross the sea, they will definitely stir up chaos. In order to minimize the losses, we have an idea. I wonder if you are willing to listen to it?"

"Tell me."

Jiang Mo glanced at the webpage. There were many languages ​​​​on the webpage, and he could not understand all of them.

"It's very simple. We will select a deserted island in the Pacific Ocean for you. If you are willing to come forward and take the initiative to meet with the foreign forces there, it will not matter even if you sink the island and leave corpses everywhere."

"Is that so? That's good."

Jiang Mo is not afraid of those coveters.

"Uncle Master, Senior Brother Chengzhen, do you two have any clues about this matter? The whistleblower knows so much, his identity must be very important."

Yu Huaiyi thought there might be a traitor in the sect, but he didn't say it explicitly and just sounded out the issue.

Jiang Mo continued to browse the post and soon found out that Feng Baobao, the company's temporary worker in Tokyo, was the life creature from that year. Suddenly, he had some idea.

"The information provided by the whistleblower is only known to me, Xiao Zhuge, Cheng Zhen, Jin Er and the remnants of those years."

Cheng Zhen understood what his uncle meant, and then added: "Are you talking about Zhou Sheng, Gu Jiting, Ruan Feng, and Duanmu Ying? They had not appeared in Southern Xinjiang that year, so they would never know that you had obtained the Eight Wonders. Based on this clue, their remarks this time are most likely to kill someone with a borrowed knife."

"Ah."

"But the trouble they cause me is not a trouble. On the contrary, it will be a good gift."

Jiang Mo was calm and began to look forward to this feast. If there were any coveters who showed up as scheduled, he, who had been hiding his strength for many years, would like to meet the extraordinary people around the world, especially those at the top.

"Uncle Master, can we provide you with military support?"

"Some modern weapons are too powerful, especially the American Behemoth, which has particularly advanced technology. It is better to be cautious."

Xianshu hasn't seen his uncle take action again in twenty years, but various thermal weapons are developing rapidly and their power is increasing dramatically, so he can't help but feel a little worried.

"You don't have to worry, kid."

"Now that I have decided to go, I will be ready."

Jiang Mo smiled slightly and instructed Yu Huai:

"Record it for me and upload it. When the Eight Wonders are cultivated to the extreme, what they can do is much more exaggerated than the description in the post. Tell them to come and fight for it without worry. Don't say I didn't give them time to prepare. I will come in person in seven days with the scroll of the Eight Wonders."

(End of this chapter)