Chapter 298

I Can See Through Everything – Chapter 298

Chapter 298: Magical Treasure, Treasure Snatching!

"Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle! That old bald monk actually brought that thing out!"

Yangming was shocked when he saw what Xuanming had just summoned.

"Senior Brother Yangming, is this Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle really that powerful?"

A young Daoist beside him asked.

"Of course it's powerful. This is a magical treasure, said to be an ancient treasure passed down from the previous era, with immense power, comparable to our Qingyang Temple's Green Thunder Peach Sword."

Yangming sighed.

"Comparable to our Qingyang Temple's Green Thunder Peach Sword?" The young Daoist exclaimed in surprise, "Then isn't this young man surnamed Lu in grave danger?"

The other Daoists also showed expressions of shock.

One must know, the Green Thunder Peach Sword was among the top three magical treasures of their Qingyang Temple, only the Temple Master had the right to use it.

Could this Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle also be such a treasure?

"Not necessarily. Even if it's a magical treasure, it depends on who's using it. If it were the Abbot of Xuankong Mountain or one of those Grand Elders, this young man would undoubtedly be dead.

But with Xuanming, the old bald monk, his cultivation is only at the peak of the Qi Refinement stage, so it's already good if he can bring out one percent of the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle's power. As long as this young man retreats far enough, he still has a chance to survive."

Daoist Yangming and his junior brothers' conversation was not hushed; in fact, they deliberately raised their voices a bit, making sure everyone around could hear them clearly.

It was as if they were intentionally reminding Lu Qing.

However, Lu Qing's expression remained calm, showing no shock from Yangming's words.

Because at this moment, a note about the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle had already appeared in his vision.

[Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle: Lower-grade magical treasure, a heritage treasure of Xuankong Mountain, with great power, capable of subduing demons and suppressing evil.]

[It was left behind when the true Xuankong Mountain departed the world during the last cultivation era.]

[This treasure can fixate the soul with its illusory light and shatter the body with its solid form. Those struck lightly will have their souls dispersed and become crippled; those struck heavily will have their form and spirit annihilated.]

[Magical treasures require magical power to fully unleash their potential.]

[This treasure has already been refined. When used by others, it can only exert seventy percent of its power at most.]

…

"Lower-grade magical treasure? It seems that the foundation of the Four Great Secret Realms isn't as deep as imagined. No wonder they covet my Soul Talisman so much."

Combining Yangming's earlier words, Lu Qing suddenly had some speculations about the foundation of the Four Great Secret Realms.

Even a lower-grade magical treasure could shock Yangming.

It seemed that the number of magical treasures possessed by the Four Great Secret Realms wasn't many.

Lu Qing's expression remained unchanged, but Xuanming, who was currently trying to activate the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle, had a face that was already darkened after hearing Yangming's words.

He was filled with extreme hatred towards Yangming.

That old Taoist had deliberately revealed the origin of the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle at this time, clearly intending to help Lu Qing by using a borrowed knife to kill.

But even though he understood Yangming's intentions, Xuanming could only swallow his bitterness.

Because, as Yangming had said, the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle was too high-grade of a treasure, not something that someone at his level of Qi Refinement could easily wield.

Moreover, since he wasn't the true owner of this treasure, activating it was even more difficult.

Even with the help of his junior brothers, forming a formation, he still needed to gather strength to unleash the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle's true power.

If Lu Qing fled now, Xuanming could only launch an early attack.

But whether he could truly kill Lu Qing, he wasn't confident at all.

Afraid that Lu Qing might escape, Xuanming dared not delay, immediately using his divine soul to transmit a command: "Brothers, change formation at once, trap the demon!"

"Yes!"

The few monks who had formed the formation instantly aligned their thoughts with Xuanming's command.

Upon his order, the golden light that originally enveloped them suddenly flipped over like a massive net, enveloping Lu Qing, attempting to trap him within.

But with Lu Qing's current cultivation, how could he be easily trapped?

On the contrary, when he saw that Xuanming and his group had abandoned their defense in favor of offense, a smile immediately appeared on his face.

"So, you're finally not hiding like a turtle anymore?"

Without further delay, he exerted force under his feet, a loud explosion echoed, leaving a human-shaped white mist in his original spot as he was enveloped by the golden light curtain.

However, in the next moment, his true body appeared in front of a monk, slashing down with his blade.

Yet, just as the monk was about to fall under Lu Qing's blade, the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle floating in front of Xuanming suddenly emitted a burst of blinding golden light.

The speed of the golden light's expansion was extremely fast; in just an instant, it not only enveloped all the monks.

Even Lu Qing couldn't dodge in time, and his body was swept by the golden light.

The moment he was touched by the golden light, Lu Qing's body stiffened, and his entire being became rigid. The blade that was originally aimed at the monk stopped abruptly.

With a look of astonishment in his eyes, his entire body became like a puppet, completely immobilized.

"What a pity, this young man still fell for it!"

Yangming sighed upon seeing this scene.

After all, he was still young. Although his strength was formidable, his experience was too shallow. He had revealed a flaw after being slightly tricked by the old bald monk Xuanming and had his soul fixed in place.

However, he hadn't expected that the rumors were true, that the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle from Xuankong Mountain could indeed fixate the soul and shatter the body, with those struck having their form and spirit annihilated.

Originally, he thought the rumors were exaggerated, but now it seemed they were truly accurate.

While Yangming was sighing, the other spectators were equally shocked.

Who would have thought that Lu Qing, who had been overwhelmingly powerful just moments ago, forcing Xuankong Mountain's people into a desperate situation, would be subdued so quickly?

As expected of Xuankong Mountain, the foundation of the Four Great Secret Realms was extraordinary; with just one treasure, they had turned the tables from the brink of defeat.

"No, Ah Qing!"

The people atop the high tower were equally alarmed.

Especially the old doctor, who, seeing Lu Qing immobilized by the golden light, panicked and was about to leap off the tower.

However, just as the old doctor moved, Lu Qing's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Master, don't worry, I'm fine."

"Ah Qing, you're okay?"

The old doctor trembled, stopping in his tracks, his face lighting up with joy.

"I'm fine, don't worry, Master. I'm just tricking them."

Upon hearing that Lu Qing was pretending, the old doctor finally relaxed.

But soon, another thought struck him: "Ah Qing's soul transmission can reach this far?"

It should be noted that ever since they entered Zhongzhou, their soul perception abilities had been greatly suppressed.

Especially after entering the Sacred City, it was suppressed to a range of only twenty or thirty meters at most.

Yet, the distance between the high tower and the courtyard was at least half a mile.

"It seems that after this tribulation, Ah Qing's strength has truly undergone a transformative change."

Thinking this, the old doctor felt even more at ease.

However, while the old doctor was at ease, the others were far from relaxed.

People like Mago were watching with their eyes wide open, almost bursting with rage, but they were on the high tower, unable to help Lu Qing at all, and could only worry helplessly.

"You little bastard, no matter how cunning you are, in front of Xuankong Mountain's demon-subduing treasure, you're still no match!"

On the other side, Xuanming, seeing Lu Qing immobilized by the golden light, finally felt a sense of relief, revealing a sinister smile.

Lu Qing's body couldn't move, showing only a look of fear in his eyes.

This made Xuanming feel extremely satisfied.

During these days, they at Xuankong Mountain had suffered a lot because of Lu Qing.

Not only were disciples killed, but even he was constantly called an old bald monk with every breath.

Though he appeared calm and composed in front of his disciples and junior brothers, his inner anger was greater than anyone else's.

It was only his usual deep restraint that kept his anger forcibly suppressed.

"Elder, quickly kill this little bastard!"

"Cut him in half and make him feel our pain!"

"Execute him by dismemberment!"

The other monks, seeing the situation, were overjoyed.

Especially the young monks who had been maimed by Lu Qing, they all began shouting for his immediate execution.

Even the elders of Xuankong Mountain looked towards Xuanming.

However, as Xuanming looked at the terrified expression on Lu Qing's face, a different thought suddenly came to mind:

"We mustn't

. Although this demon has committed many sins and his roots are deeply entrenched in evil, even if we kill him, the demonic aura will not be dispelled. I think it's better to take him back and purify him with Buddhist methods, to cleanse the demonic energy—that is the righteous path."

Upon hearing this, the other elders immediately understood.

Senior Brother Xuanming wanted to convert Lu Qing into a puppet for Xuankong Mountain.

Thinking about the powerful strength and heaven-defying aptitude Lu Qing had shown, the elders couldn't help but feel tempted.

If Xuankong Mountain had such a heaven-defying puppet, their foundation would greatly increase.

They immediately nodded approvingly, "This is indeed a virtuous act. Senior Brother Xuanming is truly compassionate."

"Then, please assist me, brothers, in completely binding this demon's soul before taking him back to Xuankong Mountain."

"Yes."

The monks immediately activated the formation, connecting their energy with Xuanming's to assist him in subduing the demon.

With the help of his junior brothers, the golden light of the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle before Xuanming grew even stronger.

It slowly floated up, hovering above Lu Qing's head, accompanied by faint Buddhist chants, casting down beams of golden light that began sealing Lu Qing's soul orifices.

Once Lu Qing's soul orifices were sealed, his soul power would be completely unusable.

At that point, he would not only become a living dead, at the mercy of others, but all the treasures and secrets on his body would also become the property of Xuankong Mountain.

Thinking about the treasures and possible secrets on Lu Qing, Xuanming's heart burned with desire.

For Lu Qing to have such terrifying power at such a young age, it was impossible for him not to have any secrets.

And they were likely extremely powerful secrets; otherwise, it was unimaginable how he had cultivated to such strength.

If he could extract those secrets, perhaps his cultivation could also take a leap forward!

At this thought, even Xuanming, with his usual deep restraint, couldn't help but reveal a trace of fervor in his eyes.

The surrounding experts watching this scene, seeing that Xuanming and the monks were about to completely suppress Lu Qing, didn't dare to speak up.

First, because they couldn't afford to offend Xuankong Mountain.

Second, the power emanating from the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle at this moment was truly terrifying.

No one present dared to say they could withstand its power.

Even Yangming didn't dare to act recklessly.

Inwardly, he regretted not pleading with the Temple Master to bring the Green Thunder Peach Sword when he left.

If he had the Green Thunder Peach Sword, why would he need to fear these bald monks?

As the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle slowly descended, Lu Qing's eyes gradually closed.

Xuanming and the other Xuankong Mountain monks all revealed smiles.

"It's over."

Yangming sighed.

Although he didn't want Xuankong Mountain to gain more power, under the suppression of the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle, Lu Qing had no hope of breaking free.

Even he had no power to resist such a magical treasure.

Just when everyone thought that Lu Qing would be completely suppressed, with no chance of turning the tables.

Suddenly, a hand appeared above Lu Qing's head, gently grasping the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle.

And the one who held the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle was none other than Lu Qing himself.

At this moment, Lu Qing had his eyes open, revealing a strange smile as he looked at Xuanming.

"What!"

Xuanming was shocked, and without thinking, he frantically channeled his soul power, trying to activate the treasure and kill Lu Qing.

At this moment, he could no longer care about making Lu Qing into a puppet.

He just wanted to kill this bizarre and terrifying young man as soon as possible.

However, just as Xuanming was about to activate the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle, something even more unbelievable happened.

The Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle, which was in Lu Qing's grasp, suddenly disappeared.

"Ah!"

With the disappearance of the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle, Xuanming immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face showed an expression of utter disbelief and horror.

Because he could feel that the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle had completely vanished.

Not only was it no longer visible to the naked eye, but even his soul power couldn't sense its presence.

The connection his soul had with the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle was somehow severed.

His soul had suffered a serious injury as a result.

"What just happened?"

"Where did Xuankong Mountain's treasure go?"

"That young man hasn't been suppressed!"

"He was pretending all along!"

…

Seeing that Lu Qing, who should have been suppressed, suddenly woke up, everyone was taken by surprise.

The experts watching the scene exclaimed in shock.

Even Yangming's eyes widened.

He couldn't understand how Lu Qing had managed to resist the suppression of the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle's golden light.

As for the monks of Xuankong Mountain, they were horrified, almost jumping out of their skins.

Especially Xuanming, who, in his panic, shouted angrily, "You little bastard, what have you done?!"

"Nothing much, just took care of some trash.

Old man, you've been dragging this out long enough. It took so long to play this game with you."

Lu Qing moved his body, his gaze clear, showing no signs of being suppressed.

"Return the Vajra Subduing Demon Pestle at once! It's not something you can touch!"

Xuanming shouted angrily, his face no longer showing any trace of his previous calmness.

"Old bald monk, are you out of your mind? Is this the time to ask me for anything?"

After stretching, Lu Qing picked up his battle blade.

A cold smile appeared on his face, "You should be thinking about how to survive my blade!"

With that, his figure vanished, reappearing in front of Xuanming, and slashed down with his blade!

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