Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 338 I Remembered

Only on his deathbed did the Peak Master of Patching Heaven regain some of his thinking ability, which was followed by an indescribable and intense rage:
'Late stage of Foundation Establishment. Great True Person?'

'How could it be a Grand Master!'

The Peak Master of Butian Peak was, after all, a veteran Saint Sect True Person. In the blink of an eye, he had figured out Lü Yang's tactics, which were nothing more than a feint to the east while attacking the west.

On the surface, he called out Chen Xin'an, using the father-son relationship to shake his mind and make him reveal a flaw. Although the Peak Master of Butian Peak did not care about a mere son, he cared that the other party could help him take the blame, especially after discovering that Chen Xin'an had actually reached the Foundation Establishment stage. So he still fell for the trick.

Once he revealed a weakness, Lü Yang seized the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

A very reasonable tactic.

The problem is: you're a Grandmaster! A late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator beating a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator is a guaranteed easy win, yet you resort to these dirty tricks?

'Beast. Sword Seed'

For a moment, countless words welled up in the mind of the Peak Master of Butian, wanting to describe Lü Yang's actions, but he was at a loss for words when he tried to speak.

Speechless!

The Peak Master of Butian maintained an extremely distorted and complex expression, as if it encompassed all aspects of human life, before exploding with a loud bang!

Lü Yang calmly withdrew his finger.

At this moment, he felt his mind was at peace. The grudge that he had been killed by the Peak Master of Butian Peak in his fifth life had finally come to a satisfactory conclusion.

'Only then can we truly avenge this humiliation!'

Oh right, and the Arhat Subduing Dragon.

In an instant, old and new grudges surged into Lü Yang's mind: it was too easy for him to die before, and he had wasted so much of his lifespan for nothing.

Wait for me!

Lu Yang's mind was filled with a jumble of thoughts, but his hands moved swiftly. With a flick of the Myriad Spirits Banner, he sent the Peak Master of Butian Peak into the banner spirit.

"Perfect timing. The Peak Master of Mending Heaven's mastery of the 'Heaven-Mending True Scripture' far surpasses mine, far beyond Chen Xin'an's capabilities. When he extracted the mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator before, Chen Xin'an already struggled. If he wants to control a late-Foundation Establishment Grandmaster in the future, Chen Xin'an will definitely be powerless."

'At that time, the Peak Master of Patching Heaven will be able to succeed him!'

While planning the future for the Peak Master of Butian Peak, Lü Yang turned his gaze to look around, only to see streaks of light already flying everywhere.

"As expected of the Holy Sect!" Lü Yang laughed.

Even the instant the Peak Master of Butian was killed by his finger, these Holy Sect True Persons were already running away. Normally, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to keep them all.

Fortunately, I was prepared!

All around the Heavenly Capital Palace, arrays of spiritual light sealed off the heavens and earth, effectively blocking everyone's escape routes and leaving them nowhere to go!

No one understands Master Shengzong better than Master Shengzong.

Lu Yang had anticipated the reactions of the Holy Sect's True Men, which is why he went to such great lengths to wipe them all out in one fell swoop, leaving them no chance to turn the tables.

The next second, Lü Yang dispersed his magical body.
'【Guan Chou Hai】!'

The billowing smoke instantly filled the entire Heavenly Capital Palace, encompassing all the Holy Sect True Persons, and all five beams of spiritual light vanished into thin air.

There is no suspense.

A Grandmaster at the late Foundation Establishment stage dealing with a group of early Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, spanning two realms and even using supernatural powers, demonstrates remarkable composure.

'However, this matter is most likely to be known to the Holy Emperor.'

Lu Yang remained calm. Since even the Demon-Slaying Immortal had the ability to rewind and view past scenes, he certainly wouldn't harbor any illusions that no one could discover him.

But so what?
'I've wanted to die a long time ago with this clone!'

"I used forbidden techniques, falsely claiming the position of a Grand Master, to wipe out the Holy Sect in one fell swoop, avenging the fallen Masters of the Sword Pavilion. No matter how you look at it, it's perfectly reasonable."

'This makes it perfectly logical to let the divided soul reincarnate.' 'Using the [Netherworld] to cleanse myself of any potential scrutiny from the True Lords, I'll be pure from now on. Then, when I join the Sword Pavilion, who can say my lineage is inadequate?'

It’s stable!

Thinking of this, Lü Yang's face turned pale, and his aura, which had been at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, plummeted instantly. He then knelt down and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Everything was a genuine performance. After all, the time for the Myriad Spirits Banner to borrow its power had come, which caused him to suffer a slight backlash. As a result, his magical power was depleted, he vomited blood, and his energy level dropped. Everything was real and true. Not to mention the Demon-Slaying True Man, even a True Lord would not be able to see through the deception.

"cough cough"

While coughing, Lü Yang grabbed the storage bag of the Peak Master of Butian Peak, opened it, and saw the three rare treasures of the Heavenly Capital Palace.

'Not bad. '

Lu Yang was satisfied. He then took out the [Dao-Harmony Immortal Pill] and threw it into the Myriad Spirit Banner without saying a word: "Ancestor, you should refine this immortal pill."

For a moment, even Patriarch Tingyou was stunned: "Me?"

Lu Yang nodded, seemingly unconcerned. It was just a simple calculation; he was sure that consuming such an elixir that enhanced his comprehension would definitely improve him.

But can he surpass Master Tingyou?

It's very spicy.

On the contrary, if I were to give this elixir to Ancestor Tingyou, wouldn't that be equivalent to my extraordinary wisdom evolving once again?
This decision is not difficult.

However, on the surface, Lü Yang still showed a sincere expression: "My ancestor has helped me a lot. How could I, Lü Yang, be the kind of person who doesn't know how to repay kindness?"

"Hey."

Upon hearing this, Master Tingyou was immediately moved and sighed, "Very well, I am grateful for your kindness, and I will be able to help you better in the future."

Just waiting for your words!
Lu Yang grinned and watched as Ancestor Tingyou took the [Dao-Harmony Immortal Pill] before nodding in satisfaction.

"Of the remaining two rare treasures, the [Six Ding Divine Fire] and the [Eternal Root of Longevity], I'll take one to cultivate the second-grade true skill, the [Spiritual Response Scripture of Sensitive Profoundness], which was passed down to me by the Demon-Slaying Immortal before I entered the [Southern Heavenly Gate]. Having another second-grade true skill and a bit more foundation is always a good thing."

'This is the last one, I still have to submit it.'

"After all, we can't let the Sword Pavilion get nothing. We have to give something to show for it. I'm counting on this achievement to officially join the Sword Pavilion."

After much deliberation, Lü Yang took the [Six Ding Divine Fire].

The "Eternal Life Root" can only prolong life, so in his opinion it's useless and best left to the Sword Pavilion.

Immediately afterwards, he summoned the Yun family patriarch and Xiuxin Zhenren, and handed the storage bag to them. However, at that moment, he was stunned.

Looking at the Yun family patriarch and Xiuxin Zhenren, the doubts from before surged back into Lü Yang's mind.

'I seem to have forgotten something?'

But what have we forgotten?

Gradually, Lü Yang's movements stiffened, his expression froze, and a bead of cold sweat uncontrollably slid down his forehead and dripped onto the ground.

He remembered.

'【Puppet on a String】. I have more than two 【Puppet on a String】! The Yun family patriarch, Xiuxin Zhenren... Damn it, where's Xiaohai Zhenren?!?'

But why did I suddenly remember it?
The next second, a voice with a hint of doubt rang out naturally beside Lü Yang, as if it had been walking alongside him from the very beginning.

"Fellow Daoist, how did you manage to pretend to be a Great True Person here?"

"Can you talk to me?"

Lu Yang stiffly turned his neck and looked back, only to see Master Xiaohai squatting beside him, his smile gentle, his reflection etched in his eyes.

"I'm curious."

(End of this chapter)