Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 415 White Dragon with Golden Nature, Buddha's Son Returns!

Suo Huan left somewhat absentmindedly.

Lu Yang didn't mind, knowing that this fellow Daoist from both past and present lives needed some time to recover, so he simply continued his seclusion and took out a glass bottle.

【White Dragon Metal Nature】!
During his trip to the Dragon Palace, Lü Yang truly ate his fill, and the mere sight of the [Xuandu Blessed Land] boosted his combat power to a whole new level.

With a thought, the Book of a Hundred Generations appeared.

Swallow in one bite.

[Currently settling accounts for the "White Dragon" experience.]

You are the eldest son of the Dragon King, the product of his heart and soul. You were not born from the union of yin and yang, but rather from the Dragon King's own heart's blood.

The densely packed handwriting emerged.

Undeniably, as descendants of the same dragon lord, Bai Chi is far superior to Tian Qiu, perhaps because Bai Chi has a more profound lineage than Tian Qiu.

Strictly speaking, Bai Chi is not actually a descendant of the Dragon Lord, but rather an entity similar to a clone of the Dragon Lord, except that it has developed self-awareness and its soul is relatively independent. Therefore, its bloodline is infinitely close to that of the Dragon Lord, far surpassing Tian Qiu, and its strength is considered top-tier among those at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage!

But God is jealous of talented people.

"Four major powers were luring them overseas, leaving Bai Chi with no choice but to obediently end up on their dinner table in a desperate attempt to defy fate. Unfortunately, in the end, he still couldn't escape his destiny."

The eldest son of the Dragon King was tragically devoured.

'.Um.'

Suddenly, Lü Yang's gaze shifted slightly. Bai Chi's talent far surpassed Tian Qiu's, so the four major powers had dispatched even stronger True Monarchs to share in his spoils.

'In the previous life, the strongest among those who devoured the Heavenly Dragon was only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm. Although Angxiao was at the late-stage of the Golden Core realm, he was in the Underworld and didn't truly make a move, which is why the Dragon Lord had a fighting chance. However, during the White Dragon incident, the Dragon Lord didn't even dare to move an inch.'

They could only watch helplessly as the white dragon was devoured.

why?
From the memories retrieved from the [Book of a Hundred Lifetimes], Lü Yang obtained the answer: 'Because at that time, a Grand True Monarch in the late Golden Core stage personally arrived!'

'A Great True Lord from Sword Pavilion!'

"His name is, [The True Lord of the Rigid Form Preaching]!"

Unlike Angxiao, who was trapped in the underworld, this Great True Lord could act with impunity, and the Dragon Lord dared not confront him directly.

Otherwise, if the opponent were to strike with their sword, the dragon could very well die!

Just as Lü Yang was firmly remembering the title of the Great True Lord of Sword Pavilion, the [Book of a Hundred Lifetimes] finally burst forth with a brilliant golden light.

[You have acquired the Golden Talent - Dragon Slaying Platform!]

【Dragon-Slaying Platform: This talent is forged in blood and hatred, recreating the scene of the white dragon being devoured in the past, and can determine a person's fate.】

Just as Lü Yang was in seclusion, Suo Huan stood outside the cave, unable to conceal his shock and anger any longer, his face contorted slightly.

'What a lousy place, what a lousy place!'

Who exactly is plotting against him?

If there's a mastermind behind the "Spirit Ruins Blessed Land," what about my "Ten Thousand Spirits Returning to the Ruins Dao Scripture"? Did I really manage to escape the "Universal Ruins Realm" back then?

Or am I still in the [World of Ruins]?

Is it still at that same dining table where the True Lord divided the food among himself?

"You bastard!"

Suo Huan gritted his teeth, unwilling to face reality, yet forced to. His chest felt as if a raging fire was burning through his lungs.

But just then, "Fellow Daoist, why are you so distressed?"

Suo Huan looked up and saw a handsome Taoist priest with a relaxed expression walk up to him. Suo Huan did not recognize the man and could not calculate the cause and effect on him.

"May I ask who you are, fellow Daoist?"

"I am nameless."

Master Tingyou shook his head. He did have some minor reputation in this world, but fortunately, after being baptized by the Book of a Hundred Generations, there was no cause or effect, so no one could see it. However, if he took the initiative to introduce himself, that would be a different matter and could easily cause trouble for Lü Yang.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Wuming." Suo Huan cupped his hands in greeting.

Despite his grief and anger, Suo Huan forcibly restrained himself, after all, this was how he had lived for hundreds of years and was already used to it.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist."

After returning the greeting, Master You patted Suo Huan on the shoulder and said softly, "Actually, you don't need to worry about so much right now."

"If the sky falls, someone tall will hold it up."

"Even if you don't take care of it, someone else will."

Suo Huan was taken aback by what he heard, then his eyes lit up: That's right, if he didn't have the intention of helping him solve his problem, why would Lü Yang point out his confusion?
However, he soon showed a hint of worry:

"That being said, I have yet to achieve anything, so it's understandable."

As the saying goes, one should not accept a reward without merit.

In this godforsaken place, free things are the most valuable. Compared to Lu Yang giving away everything for free, Suo Huan feels more at ease knowing that he has earned it through his own efforts.

Besides, if he can achieve merit, Lu Yang will probably be more attentive when instructing him.

At this moment, Suo Huan had only one thought in his mind: he desperately wanted to improve!

Upon seeing this, Ancestor Tingyou smiled slightly, then took out a talisman from his robes and tossed it into Suo Huan's hand: "Take it, this is for you."

"Ok?"

Suo Huan held the talisman in his hand.

The next second, an extremely strong incense aroma spread out from it, and looking back, Suo Huan was shocked to see a banner that covered the sky.

Beneath the banners, countless lights and shadows emerged, depicting bustling traffic, cities large and small, and countless mortals. Yet, from each mortal a thought emanated, accumulating little by little, like grains of sand forming a tower, until finally all converged on Suo Huan, causing his aura to instantly break through its limits!
Foundation building complete!

Almost simultaneously, Ancestor Tingyou also broke through to the Foundation Establishment Perfection stage with the blessing of incense offerings. He then turned his gaze and looked into the distance towards the sea.

"Since you want to hear, why hide so far away to eavesdrop?"

"Why don't you come closer and listen openly and honestly?"

The voice of Master You traveled on the tide, cutting through the waves, and soon a figure appeared at the horizon.

The man was dressed in a monk's robe, which fluttered in the wind. He looked nothing special, like a novice monk you could see anywhere in the Pure Land of Jiangxi. However, behind him hung a magnificent golden Buddha statue riding a six-tusked white elephant, with a white lotus flower in its mouth, sitting in the mudra of subduing demons!
"who!?"

Suo Huan's expression changed drastically in an instant, because the other party had already come this close, but until just now, his divine sense had not reacted at all!
You should know that he has survived overseas for so many years, and his greatest skill is observing with his divine sense.

He can sense any slight movement or disturbance in advance.

Even if he were at the peak of Foundation Establishment, his arrival would have been enough to leave him completely unprepared. Yet, this person's appearance was something he hadn't sensed beforehand!
But he soon reacted.

After all, looking at the world today, who doesn't know that the Buddha of the Pure Land has given birth to another Buddha's son to fry fish? Who dares not to keep the image of the Buddha's son firmly in mind?
Therefore, even in the remote and uncivilized overseas regions where information is scarce, it is difficult not to recognize the other party. Even if one does not recognize the other party, one will recognize that Dharma image.

'【The Victorious Intent Arises, the Dharani Heaven Manifests Worldly Phenomena】.'

Buddhist disciple, Guangming!
(End of this chapter)