Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 566 There are never any miracles

Jiangdong, Huanming City, the top of the [Star-Picking Tower].

The demon cultivator Xiao Shan, now the commander of the Imperial City Division, has long since shed the humility of thirty years ago, and his every move exudes the noble air of someone in power.

After all, the Imperial City Division is now the largest department of the Dao Court, and although he is not very strong, his status is comparable to that of the Three Dukes of the past. However, even so, when he walked up to the Star-Picking Tower, his face was still full of awe.

He didn't even use his teleportation ability to reach the rooftop.

Instead, they walked step by step up the [Star-Picking Tower], ascending the spiral steps until they finally felt the vastness of the world.

What comes into view is a high platform.

On the stage, clouds drift and the sun and moon shine, together protecting a figure who sits with his back to the crowd, looking out as if he sees a world unto himself.

"Wei minister, please see Your Majesty!"

Xiao Shan took a deep breath, looked at the figure on the stage with utmost reverence, and without hesitation, knelt down and prostrated himself in a full-body bow.

The world was completely silent.

After a long while, the figure finally spoke, but although it was the voice of someone who ruled the world, it carried an indescribable loneliness and solitude.

".Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Xiao Shan kowtowed deeply before standing up: "Your Majesty, the tasks you assigned have been completed. Everything is ready. The Imperial City Guard has fulfilled its mission!"

"good."

Lu Yang nodded, then smiled and said, "You've all worked hard these past years. Don't stay in Huanming City any longer. Go overseas; it's safer there."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Shan's eyes immediately reddened, and he gritted his teeth and said:

“Your Majesty, I will stay here. The Imperial City Guard has spread throughout the land, but Huanming City is still the center and needs someone to guard it for Your Majesty.”

"Oh." Lü Yang raised an eyebrow: "Aren't you afraid of dying?"

"I've had enough of living!"

Xiao Shan took a deep breath: "These thirty years have been more enjoyable than the past three hundred years! If it weren't for His Majesty, we would still be wasting our lives somewhere."

Looking at Xiao Shan, Lü Yang was somewhat stunned. He had been cultivating for ten lifetimes and had always been a loner. With the reopening of the [Hundred Lifetimes Book], he had become much more indifferent to life. After all, everything would return to normal after the reopening, and he didn't really care about anyone except for a very few people inside the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner.

But I wonder when it started?

He actually has a loyal follower, although he had already planted a "puppet" in the other party, but he hadn't activated it for more than ten years.

How many other people are like this?

Lu Yang looked up and sensed the wondrous power of the [Heavenly Fire]. His spiritual intuition told him that there was much more to it, and that many people in the world were actually on his side.

Empress Xiao, Chongguang, the Demon-Slaying Immortal, Tianqiu, and Suohuan—regardless of their reasons, whether it be for profit or affection, there is no doubt that they are all on my side. Chongguang has not sought gold for ten years, the Demon-Slaying Immortal has waited patiently until now, and Empress Xiao has devoted herself to this cause.

They bet on me winning!

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After a moment of silence, Lü Yang flicked his sleeve and took out the Myriad Spirits Banner, which fluttered in the breeze: "After you go in, guard the entrance of the [Star-Picking Tower]."

"As ordered!"

Without any hesitation, Xiao Shan voluntarily stepped into the Myriad Spirits Banner. After transforming into the banner spirit, he bowed to Lü Yang before turning and leaving.

'In this way, at least the true spirit can be preserved.'

Xiao Shan is doomed. After all, once he starts seeking gold, Huanming City will be the first to suffer, and many people will surely die. There will always be bloodshed.

"call!"

On the high platform, Lü Yang remained seated cross-legged, seemingly inhaling the winds and clouds of heaven and earth. He looked up at the sky, where the vast net formed by the [Immortal Kingdom's Dao Laws] encompassed him below.

There's nowhere to go, neither in the sky nor on earth.

Since the time Master Tingyou attained the [Worry-Free Heaven] and established the [Eternal Paradise], and the True Lords of the world went into seclusion, nearly thirty years have passed. In these thirty years, Lü Yang has traveled to many places, especially in the last ten years. He almost walked across Jiangbei, Jiangxi, Jiangdong, Jiangnan, and even the vast lands overseas. He traversed every place illuminated by [Heavenly Fire], until finally returning here.

There was nowhere to advance, and nowhere to retreat.

Lu Yang looked up at the sky and saw that above his head, a vast expanse of fortune converged into a scene of dragons and phoenixes singing in harmony, symbolizing his fortune at this moment.

All the world's fortune gathers in one person!
'I've come to understand what happened to the Demon-Slaying Master back then. My luck is growing stronger every day, as if someone is urging me to seek gold as soon as possible.'

A mocking sneer curled at the corner of Lü Yang's lips.

Can't wait that long?

'It seems they are also worried, worried that the [Worry-Free Heaven] cannot withstand the True Lords, and that with the return of all the True Lords, my power to rule the world will crumble.'

After all, if things really collapse, they won't get anything.

Now that things have come to this, Lü Yang is no longer in a hurry. It is they who are anxious. Almost every day, Lü Yang has a sudden urge to have the inexplicable thought of seeking the throne.

But he still held back.

He was still waiting for the last person. He had made many plans over the past ten years and tried everything, but very few of them were truly useful and were considered his trump cards.

Therefore, he would never act impulsively without being fully prepared.

Half a month later, Lü Yang awoke from his meditation with a start, his eyebrows slightly raised.

The next second, he pulled open his sleeve, and a jade slip, glowing faintly, flew out, revealing a line of text: "I have fulfilled your request."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang's expression turned solemn, and he responded with his divine sense:

"Thank you, senior."

"It doesn't matter, it's a trivial matter."

The jade slip continued to glow faintly: "On the contrary, I should thank you for helping Chongguang resolve this predicament. I look forward to the day when we can discuss the Dao after my true form descends to the mortal realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, the jade slip returned to silence.

At this moment, Lü Yang finally stood up, his gaze fixed on the Jiangnan region, where another person also stood up.

The Demon-Slaying Immortal.

At this moment, both of them radiated the brilliance of sword intent, and even though they were thousands of miles apart, they could still hear each other's voices under the illumination of their sword intent.

"How sure are you?"

The Demon-Slaying Master spoke in a heavy tone. His own situation was insignificant, as it was something he had anticipated. However, he did not want Lü Yang to follow the same path as him.

"About 30%."

Lu Yang responded in kind, his expression calm and composed, having already sorted out all his thoughts. At this moment, all that remained was tranquility, and all his emotions were suppressed deep within his heart.

"Thirty percent is already a lot; it's not easy."

Upon hearing this, the Demon-Slaying Master sighed and said, "I will cooperate with you, and I hope there will be a miracle."

Lu Yang shook his head and looked at the Demon-Slaying Master: "There has never been any miracle. The so-called miracle is just another name for hard work."

"It's man-made."

Lu Yang's voice was calm yet powerful, causing the Demon-Slaying True Man to pause for a moment before smiling. His brows relaxed, and two streams of titled sword intent emanated from his body.
"You're right. It was I who underestimated you, fellow Daoist."

"It all depends on man!"

After saying that, the two lost contact.

The next second, without the slightest hesitation, Lü Yang stepped out of the Star-Picking Tower, unleashing his pent-up energy and no longer concealing his whereabouts.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap resounded in the sky.

(End of this chapter)