Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 353 First-Rank True Skill! ?

Jian Ge, Jieyin Hall.

Holding three long incense sticks, wisps of smoke swirled around him, and in an instant, he seemed to hear the thunderous voice of ten thousand people questioning him:
"Have you ever colluded with the demonic path?"

"Does he/she have ulterior motives?"

"Has anyone awakened to their past life?"

Three sticks of incense, three questions. Amidst the swirling smoke, Lü Yang's clone had no room for lying and couldn't help but speak:
"None!"

His voice was confident and frank.

After all, as an avatar, he was innocent and had no ill intentions, nor had he awakened his past life. As for colluding with the demonic path, that was done by his main body.

What does this have to do with clones?
The next second, the clone regained consciousness and realized that everything just now was an illusion, except for the three burning incense sticks that he still held firmly in his hand.

However, Lü Yang could sense that these three incense sticks were probably not ordinary objects. The reason he was able to hold them steady was because he had just passed the test of those three questions. If he had not passed, these three incense sticks would probably have immediately ignited his body and soul, burning him to ashes.

With this in mind, Lü Yang immediately entered the Reception Hall.

Although he deliberately acted ignorant when facing the Demon-Slaying Master, he had already thoroughly understood the Sword Pavilion's inner and outer workings through the Yun family patriarch.

The Hall of Reception is of particular importance.

This is not only a place to test one's lineage, but also a place to determine the inheritance. The better one performs here, the stronger the inheritance one receives!
'As expected of the Sword Pavilion, they are truly evenly matched with the Holy Sect.'

In the Holy Sect, advanced cultivation techniques must be obtained by exchanging contribution points. In other words, one must work like a slave to others, either to achieve a comeback or to become a valuable asset.

Jiange is not much better off.

The Reception Hall only considers background and origin. The advantage is that you don't have to be a beast of burden, but the disadvantage is that if your background isn't good enough, your fate is sealed, and you can forget about any chance of a comeback.

All I can say is that one is a beast and the other a sword.

There's a reason why the North and South each have their own merits.

Upon entering the Reception Hall, Lü Yang was surprised to find several young men and women inside, who looked just as young as his clone, though they appeared somewhat illusory.

There is more than one Hall of Reception.

Lu Yang realized that these young men and women should be undergoing testing in other reception halls at the moment, but the images were synchronized to other reception halls.

Sure enough, several teenagers noticed him at that moment.

However, they only glanced at Lü Yang before turning their gaze away without a care, continuing to burn incense and gritting their teeth as they walked into the Reception Hall.

"I'm sure I can get in!"

Among them was an ordinary-looking boy with a determined expression and piercing eyes. He muttered to himself, "If you can get within a hundred steps of the shrine, you are an outer disciple; if you can get within thirty steps, you are an inner disciple; if you can get within ten steps, you are a true disciple; if you can offer incense to the patriarch, you are a born swordsman!"

After saying that, he started walking.

"Boom!"

There was nothing unusual about him, but the boy suddenly started trembling, making each step incredibly difficult, and finally stopped after eighty steps.

"Not even eighty paces!?"

The young man clenched his teeth. Eighty steps could only make him an outer disciple, practicing techniques below the seventh rank. He was stuck at the Qi Refining stage for life. How could he be content with that?
"Fight!"

The next second, the boy made a tough decision and took another step forward. But as soon as he took that step, countless cracks burst out all over his body.

In the blink of an eye, he was covered in blood.

"Pfft!"

The boy collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness.

Such a bloody scene terrified the other teenagers, and they dared not act recklessly after entering the Reception Hall, giving up decisively if they couldn't go any further.

Their lives were set from that moment on.

'Cultivating immortality in Sword Pavilion isn't easy,' Lü Yang thought to himself. Luckily, he had a cheat code.

"【Draw lots to determine fate】, draw one!"

The fortune accumulated by the clone during its eight years of suffering erupted at this moment, finally transforming into a gleaming golden fortune slip.

[Event: Entering the Reception Hall to offer incense to the Patriarch]

[Xiao Ji: Your lineage is quite good; you're nine steps closer to the shrine, and you've already been accepted as a true disciple.]

[Suekichi: Although your origins are not bad, you are ultimately a split soul with shallow foundations. You must have unwavering perseverance to approach within three steps of the shrine.]

[Great Fortune: Your luck is soaring, and coupled with your strong foundation, you will traverse the mere Hall of Reception with ease, offering incense to the shrine without any hindrance.]

It still has to be 【Great Fortune】!

The next second, Lü Yang felt a profound sense of urgency, as if the heavens and earth were working together. He then took a step and walked steadily toward the shrine.

One hundred steps, thirty steps, ten steps, three steps!

"Boom!"

At this moment, many reception halls inside and outside the Sword Pavilion lit up simultaneously, instantly startling the Demon-Slaying True Man outside the hall, whose eyes revealed surprise.

In his view, Lü Yang was, after all, a Foundation Establishment True Person in his previous life, and a mid-stage Perfection True Person who could kill the Peak Master of the Heaven-Mending Peak. It was only natural that he would become a true disciple within ten steps of the Divine Shrine, but to be able to reach within three steps was extraordinary, indicating that he had a very deep understanding of the Sword Pavilion Dao!

'Could it be another swordsman?'

The Demon-Slaying Master raised his eyebrows slightly, a look of joy on his face. Eight years had passed since the Heavenly True Lord went into seclusion, and the resulting chaos had gradually subsided.

'The Jiangbei Demonic Sect produced two Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators, maintaining the overall situation.'

"The Pure Land of Jiangxi remains as peaceful as ever; it is said that a Buddha's son has been born there."

'The most affected were actually the Jiangdong Daoting (government authority). The emperor, grand tutor, grand preceptor, and grand protector all went into seclusion, and the crown prince has been overseeing the country until now, barely managing to stabilize the court and the public.'

It is foreseeable that an era of great contention is approaching!
'I will definitely compete for it in the future, and if I can cultivate a successor to take charge of the Sword Pavilion before then, it would be a good thing.'

The Demon-Slaying Master was lost in thought.

Meanwhile, inside the Reception Hall, Lü Yang had already walked to the shrine and steadily placed the three burning incense sticks in his hand into it.

The next second, the smoke surged!

Lu Yang felt a sudden darkness before his eyes. As he inhaled the blue smoke through his mouth and nose, countless characters suddenly appeared in his mind, eventually coalescing into a cultivation technique:
"The Sword Master's Mysterious Talk on the Secret Chapter of Gold Holding"!
'This is.'

After fully processing the information in his mind, Lü Yang's true form, located in Hidden Sword Manor, suddenly widened his eyes: 'This thing is a first-grade true skill!?'

Before he could react, something unexpected happened.

"I rely on!"

With eyes wide with fury, Lü Yang looked at his clone through the [puppet], only to see that the fortune he had accumulated over eight years, through fortune-telling and discipline, and which had finally been unleashed, was now being completely swept away by the green smoke in the shrine. The smoke circled the shrine once before slowly returning to him.
However, what was returned was no longer his good fortune.

It is the [Sword Pavilion's Luck]!
'In other words, from today onwards, I only have the right to use the fortune I've painstakingly accumulated? The ownership belongs to the Sword Pavilion, which can take it back at any time?'

What's the difference between this and selling yourself into servitude?
What’s even more outrageous is…

'This aura isn't right, this isn't my luck!'

This is someone else's luck! It's just that it's included in the category of "Sword Pavilion Luck"!
In a daze, Lü Yang seemed to see many causes and effects in that luck, and countless evil deeds and karmic debts were now being added to him along with the luck!
What about his good fortune in clearing his name?

It wouldn't have been given to some Sword Pavilion master, would it?
Thinking of this, Lü Yang was so angry that his hands were trembling.

No wonder the Sword Pavilion prefers disciples with deep roots; they're perfect scapegoats, who wouldn't like that?

'Swordman!!!'

(End of this chapter)