Under One Person: The Great Celestial Venerable of All Worlds

Chapter 33 Ma Xianhong

Two days later.

Liupanshui, Guizhou.

Deep in the mountains, outside a secluded village, Fu Xuan, disguised as a mountain climber, looked out from a high vantage point and smiled when he saw the figures in the village.

Biyou Village, a village formed by more than a dozen extraordinary individuals and hundreds of ordinary people who aspire to become extraordinary individuals, hides a huge secret... enough to overturn this "false" world!

"Who goes there!"

The next moment, a warning sound rang out, and a tall figure appeared behind Fu Xuan. He was burly with a hard face and short, purplish-red hair combed back, like a wild beast.

Fu Xuan turned around and immediately recognized the man as Jin Yong, one of the "superior talents" of Biyou Village. He came from the Liaodong Wild Man lineage and his methods were the fierce and unparalleled "Heavenly Qi".

"Don't tell me you're just passing through. An ordinary person passing through wouldn't be able to get this far. To have managed to avoid the warning artifacts and venture this far... what's your purpose?"

As he spoke, Jin Yong began to circulate his Qi, and his feet moved accordingly, performing his signature stepping steps to absorb the natural energy overflowing from heaven and earth and condense it into Qi.

Fu Xuan smiled slightly: "Brother, don't be nervous, I mean no harm..."

"On the contrary, I'm here to deliver a great opportunity. Take me to see your village chief... or rather, 'the leader,' and everything will become clear."

"Um?"

Upon hearing the word "leader," Jin Yong's eyes narrowed. The name "New Jie Sect" was currently only known within Biyou Village... How did this person know about it?

Could there be a traitor within the village?

"Stop guessing. There's no traitor in your village. It's just that I have some methods that allow me to know about the existence of Biyou Village and what's happening there..."

"I also know that you are about to face great calamity, so I have come to lend you a helping hand."

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Yong frowned. Without any evidence or prior warning, he naturally didn't believe it: "In my opinion, the one who's about to face great calamity... is you!"

Regardless of this person's identity or purpose for being here, we'll take him down first. With a sudden movement, his inner energy surged forth, his speed and power reaching their peak, and he unleashed a punch!

wow——

But the next moment.

Jin Yong's fist did not arrive.

Fu Xuan's body then turned into smoke.

He used the "Illusionary Body Barrier" technique to leave the area and head towards the village.

"What?!"

Jin Yong missed his target with his punch. He looked around warily but saw no further movement. Realizing something was wrong, he immediately notified the village and rushed there.

Ten minutes later.

wow——

As soon as Fu Xuan's figure appeared at the entrance of Biyou Village, several figures came from all directions and surrounded him: "Who are you? What do you want!"

Jin Yong arrived at the same time and immediately raised his fist, but before he could make a move, a clear voice suddenly rang out:

"stop!"

"Don't forget the village rules: guests are always welcome!"

"Oh……"

Upon hearing this, Fu Xuan raised his eyebrows and looked in the direction of the voice. He saw a young man with long, gray hair walking out of the village, dressed in white, with an outstanding demeanor.

Everyone immediately stopped and bowed respectfully.

"Master!"

This is Fu Xuan's biggest target this time. His name is Ma Xianhong. He is the great-grandson of Ma Benzai, one of the Thirty-Six Thieves, the inheritor of "Divine Mechanism Hundred Refinements", one of the Thirteen Extraordinary Skills, the village chief of Biyou Village, and the leader of the New Intercepting Sect.

"I was unaware of your distinguished guest's arrival; please forgive my lack of hospitality!"

Raising his hand to signal the crowd to disperse, Ma Xianhong walked up to Fu Xuan, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Brother, where do you come from, and what brings you here? Please speak freely!"

"Village Chief Ma, you're too kind."

"Oh? You know me?"

Upon hearing the other person mention his surname, Ma Xianhong's eyes widened, and he immediately became excited: "Could it be that we are old acquaintances, brother?"

"Well..."

"Shall we talk privately?"

"OK!"

For Ma Xianhong, there are two most important things now: one is to manage the village and the new Jie Sect well, and to achieve "education for all"; the other is to complete the self-cultivation furnace and regain his lost memories.

More than a decade ago, the location of "Shenji Bailian" was exposed, and he and his grandfather were ambushed. His grandfather disappeared, and he also lost that part of his memory. In order to find out the situation and find his grandfather, he has been working hard all these years.

The person in front of him was clearly a stranger, yet he immediately recognized him by his surname, suggesting that the person might know him, possibly during the period when he lost his memory!

Without the slightest hesitation, he invited him into the house and ordered tea and snacks to be brought out. Then he hurriedly asked, "Brother, how did you know my surname?"

"Because I 'know' you."

Upon hearing this, Ma Xianhong became even more agitated: "Then when did you meet me? Was it twelve years ago?!"

"No, it was much earlier, about seventy years ago."

"Seventy-odd years?"

Ma Xianhong was taken aback, his brows furrowing. Leaving aside the fact that he was only in his thirties, just looking at this guy, he looked no more than thirty: "Are you kidding me?"

No, I'm serious.

Fu Xuan smiled slightly, raised his hand and wiped his face, instantly transforming it into Ma Ben's appearance in his youth: "Do you recognize this face?"

"This is...Grandpa?!"

Ma Xianhong had seen a photo of his great-grandfather, and the face was exactly the same as this one. He was immediately shocked: "Who exactly are you?"

"I have a deal with your great-grandfather..."

"Now that he's gone, it's your turn."

Fu Xuan raised his hand again, his original expression returning: "Let me introduce myself. I am Fu Xuan, known to the world as the 'Demon Man.' I was sealed away by the Daoist sect for a thousand years, but I was freed half a month ago."

"Fu Xuan? A demon?"

Ma Xianhong had been staying in the village all this time, detached from worldly affairs, and was still unaware of this: "You mean... you've lived for over a thousand years?"

"How is this possible?"

"I don't need to prove anything now. You will know everything later. For now, you only need to understand one thing—this deal was already made. I'm here just to inform you."

You had no choice.

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Xuan clenched his hand, and the Qi belonging to him within Ma Xianhong instantly flowed, sealing his Qi meridians: "See? Your great-grandfather has already accepted the outcome of this deal and integrated it into the Ma family's bloodline."

"What...what's going on?!"

Sensing the strange change within his body, Ma Xianhong, who had collapsed to the ground, looked horrified: "What did you do to me? Untie me!"

"It seems you still don't understand..."

That's understandable. For over ten years, his memories have been altered by "Double-Handed Master," and his mind has developed some problems.

"But it's okay."

next moment.

Fu Xuan raised a finger and pointed it at the center of the man's forehead, channeling his own Qi into the man's Niwan Palace (a point on the back of the head). Through the power of this "source of extraordinary skill," he gradually dispelled the effects of the "Dual-Handed Technique"...

"Relax..."

"I'm helping you."