Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 878 The True Value of the Holy Sect True Monarch
North of the river, a sea of ​​clouds stretches to the sky.

A young man, seemingly blessed by heaven and earth and favored by destiny, sat upright on a futon, with endless light swirling around him with every breath.

A moment later, he opened his eyes.

"Hey, that's too slow!"

Hongyun exhaled a deep breath, revealing his aura. Two innate divine abilities appeared around him, and he had clearly recovered to the perfect state of the mid-stage Foundation Establishment.

However, the barrier between the mid and late stages of Foundation Establishment seemed like an insurmountable chasm, firmly blocking his way and preventing him from breaking through in one go. It would take at least three years to recover his cultivation to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, and every minute and every second of this process was like a hundred claws tearing at his heart.

Just then, a streak of light shot through the air.

"Hmm. Chen Taihe wrote a letter?"

Hongyun's eyes flickered slightly, and a look of anticipation suddenly appeared in his eyes. He then removed the light and scanned it with his divine sense, wanting to see the good news he desired.

However, a moment later, he flew into a rage.

"Send more manpower? How dare Chen Taihe say such a thing?"

"A mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, an inner sect peak master, possessing countless spiritual treasures and knowing many techniques, yet he couldn't even defeat a single rogue cultivator?"

Before he could finish speaking, he forcefully threw the letter to the ground.

"Damn it, you're incapable of mending the sky!"

After cursing for a while, Hongyun finally calmed down and came to his senses. Soon, he realized something was wrong.

'My emotions are fluctuating too much; something's not right.'

Thinking of this, Hongyun picked up the letter from the ground again, his brows furrowed: "This was sent by Canxu, who is Hongju's personal disciple."

They should be trustworthy.

Aside from the slightly darker glow, this message looks fine.

But the strange feeling in his heart could not be hidden in the end. Thinking of this, Hongyun immediately took out a spell and planned to check what was wrong.

This is also the means by which he has survived for five thousand years. He can use magic to directly sense good and bad fortune, bypass cause and effect, and not be misled by appearances. In the past, whenever he took action, he would use this method to calculate good and bad fortune. If it showed a very bad omen, he would change his plans or simply keep his distance.

Although the cost was considerable, Hongyun felt it was just right for this moment.

However, at that moment, another streak of light flew through the air, "just in time" interrupting Hongyun's actions, allowing him to reach out and catch the streak of light.

"This is."

Hongyun took down the flying letter, looked at it closely, and his expression immediately changed: "Demon Subduing Master? Is that Sword Pavilion that cultivates [Sword Edge Gold] going to get serious?"

Could this be the source of the problem?
Thinking of this, Hongyun immediately stood up, intending to go see Feixue. As for calculating good or bad fortune, he lost interest after being distracted.

"This technique is extremely taxing. I'm still only in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, and this is partly why I haven't been able to recover to the late stage. If I were to consult the oracle before seeing Xue Feihong, and she saw how much my cultivation has been damaged, she might be unhappy. Anyway, she can do the divination herself, so I don't need to bother."

A reasonable idea.

Soon, Hongyun rode his escape light all the way to Feixue Palace and saw Feixue Zhenjun standing with his hands behind his back, gazing at the direction of Xuanling Realm from the window.

"Greetings, fellow Daoist." Hongyun was the first to bow.

"Get up."

Without turning his head, True Monarch Feixue simply said, "It seems the situation on Gantang Road isn't good, otherwise you wouldn't have come all the way here to find me."

"Fellow Daoist, you are wise."

Hongyun sighed, then directly told the story of the Peak Master of Butian Peak's defeat and his request for help. The Sword Pavilion sent the Demon Subduing True Man, and he also revealed his own unease.

Before he could finish speaking, True Monarch Feixue turned around with a strange expression on his face.

"You mean, you feel something's not right, but you don't know exactly what it is? So you've come to ask me for advice and want me to help you decide?"

Upon hearing this, Hongyun shook his head and flattered, "Fellow Daoist is, after all, a True Lord, while I am no longer what I once was. In terms of seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune, I should naturally prioritize your interests. Moreover, whether I can return to my former position is related to whether you can break through to the late stage of the Golden Core realm. I naturally believe that you would not harm me in this matter."

Hongyun felt that he had used both soft and hard tactics in his words.

On the one hand, it expressed trust in True Lord Feixue, and on the other hand, it emphasized his own usefulness. No matter how you look at it, it was a perfect answer.

However, True Lord Feixue was even more speechless.

'Good fortune. No wonder it took five thousand years to return to its rightful place. [Angxiao] probably didn't even put in much effort to deal with him; the problem lies entirely with this person!'

If you already feel something's wrong, why are you still coming to me?

Judging from his appearance, he clearly sensed something was wrong, yet he clung to a sliver of hope. However, as a Holy Sect True Lord, it was normal to shoot the arrow first and then draw the target. Thinking of this, True Lord Feixue calculated for a moment longer.

Everything is normal in terms of cause and effect.

Then, she slightly raised her eyes, her gaze falling on Jiangnan, calmly sweeping over every inch of Gantang Road. There were no problems there either.

Then she laughed.

'Interesting. Who's plotting against Hongyun?'

Although she didn't notice the problem, the fact that Hongyun, as the person involved, felt something was wrong while she remained completely oblivious was the biggest problem in itself!
Of course, it's also possible that Hongyun himself is overly concerned with gains and losses, making a perfectly fine matter seem suspicious. But as the saying goes, regardless of whether there's a problem or not, True Monarch Feixue considers it to be problematic! And since it has a problem but he hasn't noticed it, it means the problem is quite serious!

Thinking of this, True Monarch Feixue glanced at Hongyun again.

'Wait, that's not right.'

The next second, a look of realization dawned on her eyes: 'He might not be entirely without suspicion, otherwise he wouldn't have made a special trip to see me.'

Is this an attempt to shift the risk?

'On the surface, he says he feels something is wrong, but actually he doesn't want to send any more people. He wants me to send more, so that even if there's a trap, it'll be harder for him to fall into it.'

Flying Snow True Lord frowned slightly.

Immediately afterward, she sighed inwardly, "Chongguang is still the most reassuring."

'When Chongguang was in charge of the sect, he never caused me any trouble, much less did Hongyun, who actually focused his attention on me!'

Unfortunately, we were ultimately on different paths.

A fleeting look of emotion crossed Feixue Zhenjun's eyes, and the next second she reverted to her usual aloof and icy demeanor.

The next second, she spoke directly, setting the tone:
"I won't help you."

"If you're not willing to give up on Gantang Road, send Hongju there. I won't interfere. But there's one thing: you can't leave Sacred Fire Cliff."

After saying that, she gave Hongyun another long look:
"You have to understand that in the end, you have to rely on yourself."

Upon hearing this, Hongyun was immediately disappointed.

After all, the best outcome would undoubtedly be for True Monarch Feixue to take action, so that he wouldn't have to worry about anything, and even if there were real danger, True Monarch Feixue could handle it.

'Relying on yourself? She's still that crazy woman.'

"I finally found someone to back me up, but before the deal I relied on myself, and after the deal I still have to rely on myself? What's the point of having a backer then?!"

Of course, he dared not show this emotion.

Immediately afterwards, Hongyun nodded and said, "What you say is very true, fellow Daoist. In that case, let Hongju go in my place. I'm probably just overthinking it."

【sea of ​​bitterness】.

Lu Yang stood tall and elegant, the Divine Thunder pulsating in his palm, shimmering with light. As the Great Calamity Master circulated and sank, it spread throughout the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

A moment later, he suddenly opened his eyes, clapped his hands, and laughed:

"As expected of the Holy Sect True Lord, he actually managed to preserve her good fortune!"

At this moment, in the perception of the [Great Calamity Master], Hongyun's figure had completely disappeared from this minor calamity event that he had initiated.

"Pity!"

"It's still because my rank is not high enough to change the overall situation at a higher level. If I were a Great True Lord, let alone good fortune, even flying snow would fall into my calamity!"

Lu Yang shook his head, realizing the limitations of the [Great Calamity Master] from this perspective. Once the mysteries are expanded to the scale of events, it becomes difficult to forcefully manipulate the thoughts of cultivators of the same realm, and even going with the flow becomes difficult. The so-called calamity can only bully lower-level cultivators.

'But this is only temporary.'

Ultimately, it's because the [Divine Firmament Thunder]'s rank is insufficient. If it were to one day advance to the Supreme Fruit rank, it should have a significant impact on cultivators of the same realm.

"Of course, this is also because I broadened the scope of the event, making the concept too large, which created many obstacles to its manipulation. If I focused on smaller details, or even directly modified the imagery of things, concentrating the mysteries, the effect would be enhanced."

Lu Yang remained calm as he analyzed the gains and losses.

After all, this was his first time seriously plotting behind the scenes. Whether he succeeded or not, it was a valuable experience to prepare him for doing great things in the future.

"Alright, let's leave Hongyun aside for now."

The next second, Lü Yang turned his gaze to the other side of this minor calamity and chuckled, "The Sword Pavilion won't be so lucky."

(End of this chapter)