Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 230 The Daoist Partner of True Man Chongguang?
The former capital of the Qing Kingdom.

Lü Yang stood amidst the clouds, quietly gazing at the heavens.

After the Immortal Chongguang ascended to the throne and sought gold, sacrificing the entire Qing Kingdom, this place lost its former vitality and became desolate.

Furthermore, since the True Man Chongguang failed in his quest for gold, the [Dongyang Blessed Land] is falling towards this world. Although it has not yet fully manifested, even with just a few signs, the resulting hot winds and radiance already possess extremely strong destructive power; mortals who approach it will turn to ashes.

Even cultivators in the early and middle stages of Qi Refining find it difficult to get close.

Only cultivators at the late stage of Qi Refining can remain under this radiance for a short time, while those at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining with a high rank can ignore the influence of this place.

And this effect is intensifying over time.

According to Lü Yang's prediction, once the [Dongyang Blessed Land] truly falls into the mortal world, even those who have reached the Great Perfection of Qi Refining will probably not be able to get close to this place.

"Yuan Tu."

Just then, a figure with a gloomy expression flew over on a beam of light. It was none other than Yinshan Zhenren, but his expression was rather unpleasant.

Seeing this, Lü Yang sighed, "Senior brother, you're having a tough time too."

These words immediately touched Yinshan Zhenren's heart, causing him to sigh deeply and cup his hands, saying, "I will need your continued care in the future, junior brother."

After saying that, a deep, ruthless glint flashed in his eyes: "This is our only chance, and we must seize it. Otherwise, we'll likely fade into obscurity, never to regain our former glory. You should know that there are quite a few True Immortals in the Holy Sect eyeing our positions."

Master Yinshan had a clear understanding of the situation.

With the failure of True Immortal Chongguang in his quest for gold, and the loss of his powerful backer who had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, his and Lü Yang's status in the Holy Sect is, if not the same as before.

It's at least as bad as it used to be.

Therefore, they had to find a new patron. Thus, gaining the favor of Qingcheng Feixue Zhenjun was of paramount importance to them.

To gain the favor of the True Lord, one must demonstrate ability.

Despite this, Master Yinshan's expression was not optimistic, after all, this time he was no longer dealing with a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Qing Kingdom.

"The True Lord has made a covenant that the [Dongyang Blessed Land] will be divided among all families."

"This is a rare opportunity. In the past, even a Great Master would come here. Even with the restrictions imposed by a True Monarch, it would probably be difficult to deal with."

Just then, as Master Yinshan turned his gaze, he saw a streak of light suddenly appear on the distant horizon, causing spiritual tides to surge wherever it passed. As it approached, it split into two, one still and one moving, revealing a middle-aged man in official robes and a handsome young man clad in armor and wielding weapons.

The moment the two appeared, they immediately moved heaven and earth.

Amidst the radiant light above their heads, tadpole-shaped talismans converged, eventually transforming into two extremely conspicuous and dazzling official titles.

Upon seeing this, Master Yinshan's gaze immediately sharpened:
"[Commander of the Capital Observatory] Hou Lan, [Provincial Governor of the Office of Transmission] Cheng Tinggui."

Yinshan Zhenren said in a low voice, "Both of them are officials of the third rank, comparable to the peak of the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, although they are a step weaker than the others in a one-on-one fight."

"However, the Daoist Court and the Pure Land are in cahoots and have always joined forces against enemies. These two, one a scholar and the other a warrior, are probably also proficient in combined attack techniques, so we must not be careless."

"Junior brother understands."

Lü Yang nodded, then looked in another direction, where the clouds and mist dispersed, revealing a scene of illusory Zen temples.

"Pure Land."

The next second, several figures emerged from the Zen forest.

The leader clasped his hands together, a smile on his face, and wore a magnificent robe inlaid with gold and jade. The prayer beads in his hands were full and gleaming with a warm, jade-like luster.

As soon as he appeared, he stared straight at Lü Yang.

"Who is this?"

Lu Yang, lacking experience, recognized the other party as a mid-stage Foundation Establishment Arhat, but was unaware of their background. He could only listen to the explanation from the Yinshan True Man beside him:
"This person should be Huiku, who is a disciple of the Bodhisattva of Coiling Dragon and Snake. He is the same kind of person as the Venerable Vimalakirti who attacked us before. However, the Venerable Vimalakirti was driven back to the Pure Land, and now his temple is vacant. This Huiku probably intends to take his place."

"I see." Lü Yang immediately understood.

No wonder I see myself this way; I want to improve. After all, everyone knows that I am now a coveted treasure that everyone longs for but cannot obtain.

"But the big ones haven't arrived yet." The Dao Court and the Pure Land are not worth mentioning. Not to mention Lü Yang, even the Yinshan True Man only felt a little more vigilant, but did not regard them as major enemies.

For the Holy Ancestor, there is only one great enemy.

"Qiang Qiang!"

Just then, a clear sword cry suddenly rang out from the south, piercing through gold and splitting stone, soaring straight into the sky, instantly triggering a response from thousands of swords.

Upon seeing this, Master Yinshan's expression also became much more serious:
"Sword Intent. The madman from the south is here."

Lu Yang opened his inner eye, activated the Heavenly Instrument, and shone a beam of Bing Fire light, immediately revealing the tall figure hidden beneath layers of sword light.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering, and a sword pellet above his head emitted the brilliance of the sun and moon, constantly bursting out sword energy. Just by standing in the air, he seemed like a sharp sword that could kill countless people. As soon as he appeared, he turned his gaze, just like Huiku of the Pure Land, and stared straight at Lü Yang.

However, Jiange is much more straightforward than Pure Land.

"Shh."

The moment their eyes met, a striking sword blade slashed right in front of Lü Yang, a chilling aura seeping into his brow.

"He really is a madman."

Lu Yang cursed inwardly, but without the slightest hesitation, his [Hundred-Refined Perilous Mysterious Cloak] fluttered, immediately blocking the sword's edge.

"Xing Feng's Spiritual Treasure"

Upon seeing this, the figure from the Sword Pavilion let out a muffled groan, his tone filled with anger. The sword he unleashed suddenly shimmered with countless brilliant lights, each light carrying a degree of lethality. When it struck the [Hundred-Refined Perilous Mysterious Cloak], it almost instantly pierced through the spiritual treasure's defenses!

This magical artifact comes from the Sword Pavilion, so who would know better than the Sword Pavilion how to break it?
Even so, it still bought Lü Yang time. In the blink of an eye, the light of [Determining Kinship] fell upon the other party.

"Whoosh!"

The next second, the figure from the Sword Pavilion landed a thousand meters away, causing the opponent to frown, but he did not make another move, instead dissipating the sword light around him.

Looking around, I saw a beautiful woman.

She looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old at first glance, with bright eyes and white teeth, delicate eyebrows and a beautiful face, and skin as smooth as jade. She wore a green palace dress with a wide-sleeved silk robe over it.

Seeing this, Lü Yang tentatively asked, "A member of the Ye family?"

"Sword Pavilion, Ye Guyue."

The valiant female swordsman smiled coldly, her expression like a sword drawn from its sheath, her sword aura and killing intent completely undisguised, as if she still wanted to attack Lü Yang.

Seeing this, Lü Yang also narrowed his eyes.

For a moment, the situation was tense.

But at this moment.

Suddenly, a Daoist sound, resembling a zither, a flute, or a xiao, came from afar, dispelling the malevolent energy and instantly calming the tense situation.

Immediately afterwards, another beautiful figure appeared in the distance.

She had a flowing, fairy-like hairstyle, beautiful features, and an exceptional appearance. However, unlike the female sword cultivator, she wore a white mourning dress and possessed an elegant and refined demeanor.

"And who is that?" Lü Yang asked curiously.

“This person is from my Holy Sect.”

On the other side, Master Yinshan lowered his voice upon hearing this: "She was my senior brother's Daoist partner. Now that my senior brother has died, she naturally has to come over."

The wife of Master Chongguang?
Lu Yang was taken aback, then suddenly remembered:

True Master Chongguang has a son! I even met him on the battlefield of seizing the Dao. His name is Chongming. So it's not surprising that he has a Daoist partner.

The next second, Lü Yang noticed that the other person had also turned her beautiful eyes and was staring straight at him.

(End of this chapter)