Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 993 The Sixth Dragon Lord
Who is observing Mu Changsheng?

Lu Yang frowned. Based on his experiences from previous lives, his first thought was that it was the will of Heaven. However, he quickly shook his head and rejected this conclusion.

'No, Heaven is foolish.'

'Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things like straw dogs. Even if they favor the longevity of all living beings, they shouldn't be so concerned with this. This isn't Heaven's observation.'

'Instead, someone is using the eyes of Heaven to observe Mu Changsheng!'

Thinking of this, a look of curiosity gradually appeared on Lü Yang's face. He stroked his chin thoughtfully: 'I knew Mu Changsheng had secrets.'

'Otherwise, he wouldn't have been targeted so severely by the Holy Sect's patriarch, whose soul was even thrown into the Refining Technique Secret Realm for safekeeping. Clearly, the patriarch had no intention of giving him any chance of survival. For a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator to warrant such treatment from the Holy Sect's patriarch, even requiring his personal intervention, shows he's being treated the same as me.'

What gives Mu Changsheng the right to do this?
With this question in mind, Lü Yang slowly focused his mind and turned his gaze to the overseas immortal alliance, landing on Mu Changsheng's consciousness, which was still sleeping in the Dao Sin.

【Colorful Talents: An Observer Outside the Play】

In an instant, the world in Lü Yang's eyes also changed.

Centered on Mu Changsheng, he saw boundless "Qi" shimmering, with black, blue, purple, white, and red colors, endlessly overlapping and swirling.

'Is this fate?'

Lu Yang suddenly understood: black aura represented death, green aura represented wealth and honor, purple aura represented power and position, white aura was ordinary, and red aura represented murderous intent.
Countless "Qi" of various colors intertwined, surrounding Mu Changsheng in the middle. A change in one would affect the whole body. In the state of "observer outside the play", Lü Yang could vaguely feel that he could slightly change Mu Changsheng's "Qi", for better or for worse!

However, this only applies to Mu Changsheng, a character in the story.

In addition, he can set the repertoire for Mu Changsheng. Once the repertoire is set, Mu Changsheng will follow his expectations under various influences.

'It's somewhat like a predetermined fate.'

Thinking of this, Lü Yang looked puzzled: 'That makes sense. This colored talent was originally calculated from the time [Angxiao] was imprisoned in the Underworld.'

【Angxiao】was killed by fate.

As for the Holy Sect True Lord, that inherently evil old ghost was notorious for getting himself soaked in the rain while no one else could even get an umbrella; he was simply wicked.

He was killed by fate.

It's perfectly normal that the related talent is also given a kind of fixed value.

For me, this is actually a good thing, because through the "play," I can also vaguely glimpse the flaws in the true "destiny."

'The fixed nature of things is not omnipotent. Under the influence of variables, everything within the Sea of ​​Light has a glimmer of hope, and the same applies to the play itself. The characters within the play also have a chance to break free from the play's constraints, and once they do, the observers outside the play will be severely injured.'

It will be unusable for at least a century.

'With such a big problem, the 'fate' must be quite significant as well. No wonder the previous Holy Sect's founder had no intention of compromising.'

There is no invincible mystery in the world; people are the key.

Every supernatural power and every mystery has its flaws and ways to deal with them. This is the influence of "variables," and the only difference lies in the user.

'The concept of "destiny" alone may not be stronger than "fate" or "destiny," but the Holy Sect's patriarch was clearly a level above the Sword Pavilion Dao Master and the Dao Court Dao Master, which is why he ultimately triumphed. The Flying Snow True Monarch he nurtured is a prime example; it's always the human who is truly powerful.'

Collecting his thoughts, Lü Yang turned his gaze back to Mu Changsheng.

'Come on, let me see what secrets you hold.'

[Play] Setting:
[Mu Changsheng, who has been unexpectedly awakened, will encounter the Old Dragon Lord and reveal the secret of the "Master of Nourishing Life" in exchange for a chance to escape.]

"Boom!" In an instant, under Lü Yang's gaze, the "qi" around Mu Changsheng changed, and the red and black qi, symbolizing crisis and death, dissipated.

The aura of green, symbolizing wealth and prosperity, suddenly surged.

Most importantly, the purple aura symbolizing power suddenly expanded from a wisp to a full strand, and then began to fluctuate the surrounding causal and fortune-telling.
"what?"

Mu Changsheng woke up.

He usually needs the stimulation of the Myriad Spirits Banner to wake up, but this time, perhaps due to changes in spiritual energy, or perhaps due to Dao karma, he woke up.

Within Dao Nie's body, Mu Changsheng's consciousness recovered from its hazy state, tinged with unease: 'Damn it, the Myriad Spirit Banner hasn't arrived yet. I've awakened prematurely, breaking free from my slumber. As time passes, I'll likely be slowly worn away. Once I perish, Wu Youtian's plan will have utterly failed!'

This is a crisis.

However, in reality, Mu Changsheng did not have any black or red aura on his body. If he could see it, he would know that he had definitely escaped danger unharmed.

'what to do? ’

From the observer's perspective, Mu Changsheng was still racking his brains, but the wisp of purple energy that had expanded on his body had automatically provided him with a solution.

This is fate.

When auspicious purple clouds appear, one's fate is not destined to end; instead, one will turn misfortune into good fortune—fate changes as a result, variables arise as a result, and cause and effect also respond to its changes.

The relationships between the five celestial numbers are surprisingly profound.

'Especially fate and destiny are almost inseparable, no wonder the Sword Pavilion and the Dao Court have such a close relationship, and the Heavenly Dao is based on these two.'

Lu Yang's gaze grew increasingly curious.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that above Mu Changsheng, under the fluctuation of the purple aura, the [Long Flowing Water] suddenly stirred, its light and dark shifting.

'【Long Flowing Water】.'

Lu Yang lowered his eyelids. This was also a very peculiar position: the old dragon king was almost proficient in all water-related elements, but he had not mastered this water-related position.

Moreover, the True Dragon Clan once had five Dragon Lords, but there were six Water Ranks – the original [Long Flowing Water] had no Dragon Lords!
Although there were true dragons cultivating in the [Long Flowing Water] back then, and it was under their control, there was no corresponding dragon lord who completely took control of the position.

It is special.

Lu Yang stared intently at the [Long Flowing Water], even using the [Yin Yang Divine Mirror Fruit] to unravel its secrets and finally glimpse the truth.

That was a ritual.

A ritual instrument located at the deepest part of the "Long Flowing Water" remains intact to this day, but eventually stopped functioning due to the loss of a key part!

"I understand!"

In an instant, Lü Yang suddenly realized: "This is a gestation ritual, a gestation ritual that can give birth to a true dragon from the [Long Flowing Water]!"

The Sixth Dragon King!

The dragon race of that time should have had a sixth dragon lord, but before the sixth dragon lord was born, the ancestral dragon suffered a calamity and was suppressed by the Holy Ancestor.
What about Mu Changsheng?
'Mu Changsheng is here to fill this vacancy. If this ritual proceeds normally, Mu Changsheng should become the newly born sixth Dragon Lord.'

But he failed.

why?
Lü Yang's eyes brightened even more as he fully grasped the principle behind the ritual: 'Because he had no soul, Mu Changsheng's soul was taken away by the Holy Sect's patriarch!'

(End of this chapter)