Chapter 150: Sitting Transformation

Primordial Saint Sect, outside the Heaven-Connecting Cloud Sea.

Arhat Fu Long sat upright on a mountain cliff, looking eagerly at the vast cloud sea in the distance, that handsome face surfacing in his mind once again.

“Amitabha… Motherf***er!”

Arhat Fu Long was so angry he slapped down with a palm. The mountain cliff instantly turned into powder. Even so, the anger in his heart wasn’t vented even a tiny bit.

Instead, he became even angrier.

Only now did he finally understand why Lu Yang didn’t stay to fight him that day… That bastard actually thought of wearing him down to death.

This was unreasonable… because for Foundation Establishment, how precious was the time for cultivation?

In the Initial Stage of Foundation Establishment, just healing injuries would take several decades, condensing Life-Bound Divine Ability would take another several decades, seeking Heavenly Spirits and Earthly Fiends, refining them into Innate Divine Abilities…

Just this one realm, over a hundred years would pass!

A Foundation Establishment lifetime was only three hundred years. The Initial Stage cultivation alone consumed over a hundred years. The preciousness of time could be imagined. Cultivation was truly a race against time.

Yet now appeared someone who completely didn’t care about cultivation. Clearly a Perfect Foundation Establishment, having already condensed the Life-Bound Divine Ability and even obtained massive merit and qi destiny. If it were anyone else, they would have long rushed out to search for Heavenly Spirits and Earthly Fiends. As a result, Lu Yang actually still stayed in the Saint Sect without going out!

In these years, Arhat Fu Long didn’t know how many methods he had used.

Provocation, ridicule, deliberately ruining his reputation… but Lu Yang remained unmoved like a mountain, angering Arhat Fu Long so much that he could only vent his anger here.

“This shrinking turtle…”

Thinking of this, Arhat Fu Long turned his head again to glance in the direction of the Pure Land, feeling even more stifled in his heart… He had actually already been cut off by the Pure Land now.

After all, his merit was scattered, and his lifespan was approaching its end.

To the Pure Land, he was already a useless person.

As for [City Rampart Earth], the key didn’t lie with him, but with his Dao Foundation, which was [Fu Long Temple]… This was where the Pure Land’s advantage lay.

[Fu Long Temple] could change its owner.

For cultivators of the Refining Form and Ascension Dao, the Foundation Establishment was unique; whoever it belonged to, it belonged to them. However, in Jiangxi, the ownership of the Dao Foundation was actually in the hands of the Pure Land.

Fu Long died?

Then just change a person to inherit [Fu Long Temple].

For this reason, the Bodhisattvas of the Pure Land even spoke up, saying that Guang Ming fellow was quite good. He had merit in the Dao Seizing War previously, so let him inherit it.

Listen, was this human language?

When Arhat Fu Long heard this news, his Golden Body almost exploded from anger. Yet he had no choice, and it was even more impossible to go back and kill Guang Ming.

After all, that was personally appointed by the Bodhisattva. If he obediently accepted his fate, reincarnating as a pig or dog for ten lifetimes after death, wait until the karma was repaid and he returned to the Human Dao, perhaps after a thousand years there would still be a glimmer of hope to enter the Dao path again… But offending the Bodhisattva? Then it would really be endless repayment for thousands and ten thousands of lifetimes.

Thinking of this, just how heavy the resentment in Arhat Fu Long’s heart was could be imagined.

He dared not resent the Pure Land, nor dared he resent the Primordial Saint Sect. He could only place all his resentment on Lu Yang, simply wishing he could eat his flesh raw.

“What should be done for the current plan?”

Arhat Fu Long murmured in a low voice. Just then, a light and shadow suddenly emerged beside him: “What else can be done? You can only do one thing now.”

“That is to wait!”

As his voice fell, Arhat Fu Long looked at that light and shadow, suddenly grinning: “Heaven-Mending, I’m unlucky, but you aren’t much better off.”

The newcomer was precisely the Heaven-Mending Peak Master!

Arhat Fu Long and the Heaven-Mending Peak Master were of the same generation. If he was about to die, how much longer could the Heaven-Mending Peak Master live? Both were old monsters approaching their end.

To tell the truth, seeing the Heaven-Mending Peak Master also in a predicament right now actually made Arhat Fu Long feel much better.

“You ask me to wait; how can I wait?”

“Naturally wait until the time you should have undergone Sitting Transformation.”

The Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s tone was grim and cold: “Your lifespan isn’t hard to calculate. Nothing more than between ten or twenty years. I estimate that Lu Yang will wait until twenty years later.”

As soon as these words came out, Arhat Fu Long’s face instantly turned black. Although he wanted to refute, he opened his mouth for half a day but couldn’t speak. He knew clearly in his heart that what the Heaven-Mending Peak Master said was very likely the truth. However, soon he reacted, his eyes suddenly lighting up: “You have a way to help me endure a few more decades?”

“Can’t do several decades.”

The Heaven-Mending Peak Master said indifferently, “Ten years is still possible… I have a Wind-Avoiding Pill in my hand. It can block the [Bi Wind] for you for ten years, letting you live ten more years.”

“However, the power of the pill is limited. The second use will reduce the effect by one-third, and the third use will reduce another one-third.”

Hearing this, Fu Long said decisively: “…What do you want?”

“Your Golden Body Relic after death, and also, you must dual cultivate with my daughter, helping her cultivate the Six Paths Phoenix Nirvana Art.” The Heaven-Mending Peak Master proposed his conditions.

“Agreed!”

Arhat Fu Long agreed directly without thinking. After all, he had nothing left to lose now. Being at the bottom of the valley, any way he went was up.

Only then did the Heaven-Mending Peak Master nod with satisfaction. Then he took out a white jade pill. Arhat Fu Long took it and sent it into his sea of consciousness without a word to protect his soul. He instantly felt a burst of relief. The crisis of death from the [Bi Wind] also eased significantly, clearly showing excellent effects.

“Many thanks to Fellow Daoist.”

Arhat Fu Long cupped his hands. While revealing joy on his face, he also looked viciously in the direction of the Saint Sect: “Lu Yang… just wait. I want you to pay the blood debt in blood!”

Time flew; twenty years later.

“What? Fu Long underwent Sitting Transformation?”

When the news reached Mount Nether Capital, Lu Yang was somewhat surprised. He habitually calculated with his fingers, enhanced by the [Investigating Heaven Sphere]… Not right, isn’t he still alive?

Although calculating the time, it was indeed about time.

“It seems he used some life-extending means. Playing tricks with me… These people, their hearts are too dirty! Can’t they learn from me to be a good person…”

Lu Yang sat firmly and remained calm and composed. After thinking for a moment, he called Su Nü over.

The next day, Su Nü, disguised as Lu Yang, blatantly left the Saint Sect, deliberately strutting around Jiangbei for quite a few rounds.

“Hmph! Do you think I’ll fall for the same trick twice?”

Hiding in the dark, Arhat Fu Long watched Su Nü speeding through the sky, gritting his teeth hatefully: “Such obvious probing; he probably really suspects I’m dead.”

“Otherwise there’s no need to have someone disguise as himself to come out and fish.”

“Thinking about it, it makes sense. To confront me, he hasn’t sought Heavenly Spirits and Earthly Fiends for decades. dragging it out further, he might not necessarily break through to the Middle Stage of Foundation Establishment in this life!”

“He should be anxious too!”

Thinking of this, Arhat Fu Long became increasingly excited, revealing a ferocious smile.

“Given time, he will definitely be unable to hold back!”

“He will come out!”

However, soon his expression changed again, becoming worried about personal gains and losses: “Still not quite stable… only ten years. What if he waits ten more years out of prudence?”

After speaking, he looked at the Heaven-Mending Peak Master beside him.

“Heaven-Mending, it’s not that I’m greedy. Mainly we’ve walked to this step, just a tiny bit away from killing him. Why don’t you give me another Wind-Avoiding Pill?”

“Hmm…”

The Heaven-Mending Peak Master fell silent upon hearing this. But on second thought, the reason he gave a Wind-Avoiding Pill was to use Arhat Fu Long’s hand to take revenge on Lu Yang. But if Lu Yang really waited until ten years later and Arhat Fu Long was still worn to death by him, wouldn’t his Wind-Avoiding Pill go to waste?

After pondering for a long time, the Heaven-Mending Peak Master gritted his teeth:

“…Fine, give you another one.”

“The last one!”

Translator note:

Sitting Transformation: Buddhist term for passing away while in meditation.

Sitting Transformation: Buddhist term for passing away while in meditation.

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