Chapter 176: The Change of Wu Cang

“This matter should not be delayed; leave tonight!”

After withdrawing from the field of vision brought by the [Avici Sword]’s [Danger Sense] divine wonder, Lu Yang made a decision immediately. With the Wu Earth Qi in hand, he couldn’t stay in this overseas place anymore.

Thinking of this, Lu Yang still had some regrets.

It was a pity his cultivation was insufficient, and the distance between overseas and the inland was too far. Otherwise, he only needed to use [Determine Intimacy and Distance] to return to the Saint Sect in one step.

In the next second, Lu Yang rode an escaping light and quietly left the Immortal Alliance without alerting anyone. As for the follow-up of the Emerald Sun Cultivation World and the Immortal Alliance, since the Wu Earth Qi was already in hand, he had no interest in caring anymore. It just so happened he could also dump the hot potato that was Guang Ming.

Even the opportunity of the Supreme Rank One True Qi, Lu Yang chose to give up.

Leaving aside that this might be Perfected One Primordial’s trap, even if not, given my current state of being locked onto by the Heavenly Earth killing intent, going there would be fraught with grim possibilities.

Better to give up!

At worst, after returning to the Saint Sect, he would immediately report Daoist Hong Yun to Perfected One Chong Guang. Let perfected One Chong Guang eats meat; for him, drinking soup would be fine too.

A man’s worth lay in knowing his limits.

Cross the river by feeling the stones; wear the pants that fit your bottom.

It wasn’t until three days after Lu Yang left that Guang Ming discovered something was wrong and came to seek an audience, only to find the secret room where Lu Yang was in seclusion earlier was already empty.

“He ran away.”

Guang Ming blinked, completely failing to understand Lu Yang’s thoughts. But soon, a surge of wild joy welled up in his heart… That Great Demon Head ran away; that’s the best!

After all, the current Immortal Alliance had been killed by Lu Yang until not a single Dao Integration Great Cultivator remained. And now that Lu Yang ran away, he, Guang Ming, was the number one person in the Emerald Sun Cultivation World! Shouldn’t he hurry to open the temple gates wide and fiercely recruit a wave of disciples to fill the [Fu Long Temple], enhancing his own strength?

Regarding affiliated forces, different forces had different means of control.

Compared to Lu Yang’s “Primordial Saint Four Steps,” the Pure Land’s method could be called simple and crude— directly preaching scriptures and forcefully converting people into Buddhist cultivators.

And among the four major forces, the Pure Land was also the most stable.

Because the Pure Land’s cultivation method and its philosophy emphasized “Unity of Brahman and Self.” Since united, everyone is “Self,” naturally it becomes stable.

However, soon he received a report from people in the Immortal Alliance.

“At the Turbulent Flow Sea port, another cultivator from outside was discovered?”

Guang Ming was stunned upon hearing this. Before he could react, a figure wearing black clothes appeared silently in the originally empty grand hall.

“Hmm? Bald donkey?”

As soon as these words came out, Guang Ming immediately realized something was wrong.

Under the heavens, the Dao Court and the Pure Land had always been friendly, mostly addressing each other as High Monk. As for the Sword Pavilion, being the leader of the Righteous Path after all, they needed to keep some face. Although they didn’t like these Buddhist cultivators either, they wouldn’t call them bald donkeys right off the bat, but rather grumpily call them sutra chanters.

Then who would call them bald donkeys?

Definitely another Saint Sect Perfected One! Guang Ming couldn’t help sighing in his heart. Amitabha Buddha, truly just left the tiger’s den and entered the wolf’s lair… suffering!

In the next second, Guang Ming performed a smooth sliding kneel— “Small monk Guang Ming, dare I ask Senior’s name?”

“Primordial Saint Sect, Wu Cang.”

The black-robed Daoist’s voice was cold and menacing: “This place is a bit interesting… Bald donkey, since you are a Buddhist cultivator of the Pure Land, you must have means to treat true bodies, right?”

Wu Cang hadn’t had a good time recently. After fleeing far overseas, he had been trying to find a place to heal his injuries. But although overseas was vast and boundless, it was barren. He was also not skilled in deducing heavenly secrets, so it truly took a lot of effort to finally find the Emerald Sun Cultivation World.

The result was that after so long, his injuries hadn’t recovered at all.

Even today, a striking crimson sword mark could still be seen on his waist and abdomen. If he didn’t block it with spiritual power, it would even seep blood qi.

“Replying to Senior, this small monk has a bottle of Diamond Liquid…”

Guang Ming carefully handed over a porcelain bottle. Wu Cang took it without hesitation and said: “You bald donkeys never get up early without profit.”

“Speak, what opportunity is there in this place?”

Guang Ming’s eye twitched slightly, cursing angrily in his heart but revealing nothing on his face, continuing: “For this small monk, the opportunity is the overseas cultivators of this place.”

“However, the cultivation method of the cultivators here has quite a few clever thoughts, based on a strange treasure. This small monk considers his strength meager and cannot touch great karma, so I have never collected it… If Senior has the intention, you can go take a look. Perhaps that treasure is just fated with Senior…”

Guang Ming saying this naturally had other plans.

Although he didn’t know the origin of the [Imperial Palace Golden Seal Script Tushita True Edict], for a treasure that could allow people to falsely hold Foundation Establishment, its background must be unimaginable.

Just right to let Wu Cang deal with it.

If it really was an opportunity, Wu Cang would be delighted upon obtaining it and would definitely spare his life. If there was a trap, the one dying would be Wu Cang; what did it have to do with him?

Wu Cang naturally wasn’t clear about Guang Ming’s little schemes.

But he didn’t care either. After all, a newly promoted Arhat at the Initial Stage of Foundation Establishment—he was confident he could easily suppress him even with his current heavily injured body.

Soon, under Guang Ming’s lead, Wu Cang arrived inside the sacrificial hall at the deepest part of the Immortal Alliance. As soon as he entered the door, the appearance of the [Imperial Palace Golden Seal Script Tushita True Edict] came into his view. Like a gust of violent wind suddenly blowing away all his distracting thoughts, it made him stand dumbfounded on the spot.

What is this thing!?

In the next second, the seal script of that [Imperial Palace Golden Seal Script Tushita True Edict] writhed slowly, abruptly outlining a face that seemed real yet illusory!

Golden eyes met Wu Cang’s gaze just like that.

Immediately afterward, Wu Cang opened his lips involuntarily. A hoarse, dry voice that instantly terrified Guang Ming behind him drifted out faintly—

“Why… not Primordial?”

Whoosh—!

Without any hesitation, Guang Ming’s figure disappeared directly from the spot. In the blink of an eye, he was already thousands of li away, and in another blink, he returned to the hall.

“Ah!?”

In an instant, Guang Ming sweated like rain all over his body, his heart completely cold. Turning his head stiffly, he saw the face transformed from the [Imperial Palace Golden Seal Script Tushita True Edict] staring at him with interest. On the other side, Wu Cang put on the same expression, looking straight at him.

Finished!

Guang Ming’s Buddhist teeth trembled violently, wishing he could strangle to death the self who suggested Wu Cang come here earlier. Why did such a change suddenly arise inexplicably?

It wasn’t like he hadn’t come to see this [Imperial Palace Golden Seal Script Tushita True Edict].

But when he came before, the [Imperial Palace Golden Seal Script Tushita True Edict] never generated such changes. Who would have thought that as soon as Wu Cang arrived, the situation changed!

Why?

Just then, that pale golden face finally spoke again. However, the voice came from Wu Cang’s mouth, and even became fluent:

“Interesting, interesting.”

“Not that old fool Primordial’s inheritance, yet able to trigger the karma of this place and revive me. Is this great karma specially prepared for me?”

As the voice fell, Wu Cang himself was also changing. His temperament changed from the initial ferocity to refinement. His voice gradually gained a few bits of calmness and tranquility. The injuries on his body healed without medicine. His eyebrows raised slightly, tendons stretched and bones lengthened. In the blink of an eye, he had actually changed into a completely different appearance!

“To borrow this body, must bear its karma.”

“[Wu Cang kills Lu Yang]?”

“Wu Cang” murmured in a low voice, seeming to consider something. Only after a long time did he laugh loudly— “Fine, from today on, I am [Wu Cang]!”

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