Chapter 338: I Remembered
It wasn’t until the moment of imminent death that the Heaven-Mending Peak Master barely regained some ability to think. What followed was an indescribably intense anger:
Late Stage Foundation Establishment… Great Perfected One?
How can it be a Great Perfected One!
The Heaven-Mending Peak Master was a veteran Saint Sect Perfected One. In a flash of lightning, he had already figured out Lu Yang’s tactic, which was nothing more than feinting in the east and attacking in the west.
Superficially calling out Chen Xin’an, using the father and son relationship to shake his state of mind and make him reveal a flaw. Although the Heaven-Mending Peak Master didn’t care about a mere son, he cared that the other party could help him substitute for tribulation, especially after discovering Chen Xin’an had actually reached Foundation Establishment, so he still fell for it.
After he revealed a flaw, Lu Yang took the opportunity to sneak attack.
A very reasonable tactic.
But the problem was—you are a Great Perfected One. Late Stage Foundation Establishment beating Middle Stage Foundation Establishment is purely fishing in a barrel and crushing noobs. Yet you actually still use these dirty tricks?
Bastar… You sword bastard…
For a moment, countless words surfaced in the Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s heart, wanting to describe Lu Yang’s action, but when the words came to his mouth, he ran out of vocabulary.
Speechless!
The Heaven-Mending Peak Master maintained an extremely twisted, complex expression, as if gathering all the myriad states of human life, then exploded with a boom!
Lu Yang calmly withdrew his finger.
At this moment, he only felt his thoughts clear. The enmity of being pressed to death by a finger of the Heaven-Mending Peak Master in his fifth life finally had a satisfactory conclusion today.
Only in this way can the former shame be wiped clean!
Oh right, there is still [Arhat Fu Long].
For a time, Lu Yang’s new and old hatreds welled up in his heart— It was too cheap to let him die of old age before. It caused him to lose so much lifespan for nothing.
Just you wait!
Although miscellaneous thoughts rose in Lu Yang’s heart, his hand movements were not slow at all. The [Myriad Spirits Banner] rolled in the air, sending the Heaven-Mending Peak Master, now transformed into a banner spirit, into it.
Just right. The Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s attainments in the [Heaven-Mending True Scripture] are much higher than mine, far beyond what Chen Xin’an can compare with. When extracting from Middle Stage Foundation Establishment cultivators before, Chen Xin’an was already very strained. In the future, wanting to control Late Stage Foundation Establishment Great Perfected Ones, Chen Xin’an will definitely have the will but not the strength.
At that time, the Heaven-Mending Peak Master will succeed him!
While planning the future for the new banner spirit, Lu Yang turned his gaze to look around, only to see streaks of escaping light already flying around everywhere.
“Worthy of being the Saint Sect!” Lu Yang laughed loudly.
As early as the moment the Heaven-Mending Peak Master was poked to death by his finger, these Saint Sect Perfected Ones were already running away. Normally, it would really be hard for him to keep them all.
“Fortunately, I was prepared long ago!”
Around the [Heavenly Capital Palace], streaks of formation spiritual light sealed heaven and earth, forcibly locking everyone’s escape routes, leaving them nowhere to go!
No one understood Saint Sect Perfected Ones better than a Saint Sect Perfected One.
Lu Yang precisely anticipated the their reaction, so he went to great lengths specifically to catch them all in one net, giving them no chance to turn the tables.
The next second, Lu Yang dispersed his body.
[Sea of Sorrow]!
Monstrous smoke instantly filled the inside and outside of the [Heavenly Capital Palace], encompassing all Saint Sect Perfected Ones. A full five streaks of spiritual light turned into flying ash and smoke just like that.
Without any suspense.
A Late Stage Foundation Establishment Great Perfected One dealing with a group of Initial Stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, crossing two realms, and even using divine abilities. He demonstrated remarkable composure.
But this matter eighty percent can’t be hidden from the Saint Sect…
Lu Yang looked calm. Since Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon had the ability to trace back and view past scenes, he naturally wouldn’t harbor luck, thinking no one could discover him.
But so what?
I didn’t want this clone to live long ago!
I used forbidden techniques, falsely held the position of a Great Perfected One, and wiped out the Saint Sect in one fell swoop to avenge the Sword Pavilion Perfected Ones who died in battle. No matter how you look at it, it is reasonable and sensible.
Just right to let the divided soul reincarnate logically.
Use the [Netherworld] to wash away the possible gaze of a Perfected Lord. From then on, it will be a clean body. Joining the Sword Pavilion again, who can say my roots are not enough?
It’s a sure thing!
While thinking of this, Lu Yang face turned pale. The aura that originally reached Late Stage Foundation Establishment plummeted instantly. Immediately after, he knelt on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Everything was a true performance. After all, the time for borrowing mighty force from the [Myriad Spirits Banner] was up. Just right to let him suffer some backlash. So spiritual power consumption, spitting blood, plummeting aura—everything was real and true. let alone Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon, even if a Perfected Lord came, they wouldn’t see a flaw.
“Cough cough cough…”
While coughing, Lu Yang grabbed the Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s storage bag. Opening it, the three rare treasures of the [Heavenly Capital Palace] were clearly visible.
Not bad, not bad.
Lu Yang was satisfied in his heart. Then he took out the [Dao Union Immortal Pill] and threw it into the [Myriad Spirits Banner] without a second word— “Patriarch, you refine this Immortal Pill.”
For a moment, [Patriarch Nether Whisper] was stunned— “Me?”
Lu Yang nodded, appearing not to care. Just a simple calculation. With such an Immortal Pill that improves comprehension, if he ate it, he would definitely improve.
But could he surpass [Patriarch Nether Whisper]?
It would be very difficult.
On the contrary, if he gave this Immortal Pill to [Patriarch Nether Whisper] it would be equivalent to his extraordinary wisdom evolving again.
This choice was not difficult.
However, on the surface, Lu Yang still showed a sincere expression— “Patriarch has helped me a lot. Lu Yang is not the kind of person who doesn’t know how to repay kindness..”
“You… Sigh.”
Hearing this, Patriarch Nether Whisper instantly showed a moved expression and sighed —”Fine, since the junior has the heart, I will accept it with shame. I can also help you better in the future.”
I was waiting for you to say that!
Lu Yang grinned, watching [Patriarch Nether Whisper] take the [Dao Union Immortal Pill] with his own eyes, then nodded with satisfaction.
Of the remaining two rare treasures, [Six Ding Divine Fire] and [Heaven Eternal Ageless Root], I’ll take one. Use it to cultivate the Rank 2 True Art [Mystic Spirit Resonance Scripture] passed to me by Perfected One Vanquishing-Demon before entering the [Southern Heavenly Gate]. One more Rank 2 True Art, a bit more foundation is always good.
The last one still has to be handed over.
After all, I can’t really let the Sword Pavilion get nothing. I have to take it out to report back. I’m still counting on this credit to formally join the Sword Pavilion.
After pondering repeatedly, Lu Yang took away the [Six Ding Divine Fire].
The [Heaven Eternal Ageless Root] could only extend lifespan. In his view, it couldn’t be more useless. Best to leave it to the Sword Pavilion.
Immediately after, he called over the Ancestor of the Yun Family and Perfected One Xiu Xin, handing the storage bag to them. However, just then, he froze.
Looking at the Ancestor of the Yun Family and Perfected One Xiu Xin, the previous doubt welled up in Lu Yang’s heart again.
Have I forgotten something?
But, what did I forget?
Gradually, Lu Yang’s movements became stiff, and his expression solidified. A drop of cold sweat uncontrollably slid down from his forehead and dripped onto the ground.
He remembered.
[Marionette]… My Marionette’s are not just two! Ancestor of the Yun Family, Perfected One Xiu Xin… Damn it, where did Perfected One Xiao Hai go!?
But why can I suddenly remember again?
The next second, beside Lu Yang, a voice carrying a bit of doubt sounded extremely naturally, as if walking shoulder to shoulder with him from the very beginning.
“Fellow Daoist, how did you manage to falsely hold the position of a Great Perfected One here?”
“Can you tell me?”
Lu Yang stiffly turned his neck. Looking back, he saw Perfected One Xiao Hai squatting beside him, smiling gently, his eyes reflecting Lu Yang’s figure:
“I am very curious.”
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