Chapter 31: Lu Yang's Defiance
Not long ago, Mending Heaven Peak, at the peak's Immortal Cave.
Unlike the constant flow of people and the myriad aspects of the Mortal World on Mending Heaven Peak, at the peak's summit, only clouds rose and fell, transcending the material world, as if having leaped out of this tumultuous human realm.
Before a cliff, two figures were overlooking the sea of clouds below.
One was a white-haired, youthful-faced man dressed in black and white Daoist robes, holding a whisk, just like the benevolent old Immortals often seen in mortal tales.
The other was a middle-aged man, who was speaking with a mischievous expression:
"Mending Heaven, I heard you're looking for a son-in-law for your daughter recently?"
"Oh? Are you interested?" Mending Heaven Peak Lord turned to look at the middle-aged man. "If he were one of your Disciples, he would indeed be a good match for Qian'er."
"Let's forget it."
The middle-aged man shook his head. "I know my Disciples; they're all showy but weak, and can't handle your daughter. You'd better find someone more capable."
"Then so be it." Mending Heaven Peak Lord shook his head. "Anyway, I've already found someone I fancy. This person has Cultivated diligently for three lifetimes, with excellent Karma and foundation. In the future, he has a thirty percent chance of forging a Dao foundation, not to mention, after learning Dragon Coiling True Person's Nine Transformations Dragon Transformation Art, he also possesses the might of a True Dragon in bed."
"Dragon Coiling True Person? That's not right."
The middle-aged man calculated with his fingers upon hearing this, then shook his head and said, "Dragon Coiling Island disappeared without a trace; the Opportunity has already been obtained by someone, but it's not your family's Disciple."
"It will be soon."
Mending Heaven Peak Lord said calmly, "I've already figured out who forcibly took the Opportunity. I've sent Lu Yuanchun to handle it. It won't be long before things return to normal."
"Tsk tsk tsk, you really don't give them a chance to live." The middle-aged man shook his head upon hearing this. "The Immortal Dao is hard to attain, why be so harsh on some juniors?"
"Occasionally, you still need to give them a little hope. After all, the Primordial Sect also needs fresh blood."
"You don't need to teach me."
Mending Heaven Peak Lord sneered. "If it were just that, I might not have acted, but I calculated that the person who took Dragon Coiling True Person's Opportunity is somewhat unusual."
At this point, Mending Heaven Peak Lord's tone grew a bit more surprised: "This person has only been in the sect for a few years. Not only did he make a fortune during the substitute yin corpse incident a few years ago, but he also Cultivated the Blood Transformation Divine Light, forged a Sword Pellet, mastered the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion's Sword Art, and has a Qi Refining sixth-layer Cultivation."
"Oh? So impressive?"
The middle-aged man listened with surprise, then silently calculated for a moment before exclaiming, "I didn't expect such a talent to emerge from my Primordial Sect."
After speaking, the middle-aged man was clearly intrigued.
"Come, come, come, point me to the location, and let's see what kind of root bone he has. If the quality is good, perhaps a fine treasure pill can be refined."
"That's simple, right there... hmm?"
Mending Heaven Peak Lord's face was originally smiling, but as he pointed out the direction and looked into the distance, his smile gradually faded.
"Rumble!"
As Mending Heaven Peak Lord's gaze fell, the massive Mending Heaven Peak seemed to be undergoing an earthquake, with even rocks rolling into the sea of clouds from its edges.
Inside a certain Immortal Cave on Mending Heaven Peak, Liu Xin was prostrate on the ground, so terrified he didn't even dare to breathe, fearing he would attract Mending Heaven Peak Lord's attention.
"He's not looking for me, he's not looking for me..."
Liu Xin desperately muttered to himself, suppressing his guilt and fear.
After all, that was a Foundation Establishment True Person; even a single glance would be enough to kill a Qi Refining realm cultivator, and his Innate One Qi Myriad Spirit Banner concealed his son.
Once discovered, it would surely be an eternal damnation!
"Don't be afraid, I have the protection of a divine Talismanic Incantation; he can't calculate me..."
Liu Xin trembled, tightly clutching a Talismanic Incantation he carried with him.
"Lu Yuanchun greets Master."
Lu Yuanchun coughed blood while kowtowing to the face in the sky to beg for forgiveness, yet there was no joy of surviving a catastrophe, only a chilling emptiness in his heart.
The jade pendant that broke Lu Yang's grand formation at the last moment contained a wisp of Mending Heaven Peak Lord's Divine Sense. It was his greatest reliance as a Foundation Establishment Disciple, and because it was difficult to create, once used, it was almost impossible to replace. It could be said to be equivalent to his life.
Now, it was gone.
Furthermore, not only did he fail to help Junior Brother Zhao reclaim the Opportunity this time, he also failed to protect him, leading to his accidental death. It was a complete and utter defeat.
With multiple offenses combined, his path to Immortality was now hopeless in this life.
"This Disciple is incompetent."
Lu Yuanchun dared not speak, nor even explain, choosing only to kowtow and prostrate himself, waiting for Master to kill Lu Yang before deciding his own fate.
Clang—!
Just then, Lu Yuanchun suddenly heard a sword cry. The sound was not loud, but exceptionally clear and refreshing, making it impossible to ignore.
Initially, the sound was like trickling spring water, tinkling. However, as time passed, the water flow became increasingly turbulent and fierce, and the sound grew more deafening. Finally, it transformed into a roaring torrent, echoing thunderously between heaven and earth.
Lu Yuanchun subconsciously raised his head.
Then he saw a figure standing proudly in mid-air, facing the Immortal Master's gaze, his back ramrod straight, staring back without fear.
Beneath his feet was a surging river of Sword Qi.
The river water was crimson, carrying monstrous Evil Qi as it churned, yet it did not spread. Instead, it continuously shrank and flowed back, finally settling into a delicate Sword Pellet.
"What does he want to do?"
Lu Yuanchun swallowed hard. He had already guessed, but he dared not believe it. How could there be such a bold and ignorant person in the world?
At the same time, the face in the sky seemed to realize something, frowning:
"You want to attack me?"
Lu Yang's expression was indifferent. The Sword Pellet swallowed the blood river, its sharp edge pointing directly at the sky:
"Senior, please enlighten me."
The face remained silent, seemingly disdainful of answering.
The next second, Lu Yang saw a black dot suddenly appear in the sky, then rapidly expand, slowly descending towards him with an overwhelming momentum.
Only when the black dot drew closer could Lu Yang barely discern its full form: it was a finger, clearly visible in its skin texture, descending from an unknown height.
Lu Yang instantly understood; this was the other party's answer:
An ant, how could it know the height of the sky?
In an instant, an intense sense of danger swept through him, almost freezing Lu Yang's thoughts, as if an ant crawling out of its hole had suddenly seen the bright sky.
"You want to crush me with a single finger???"
Lu Yang exhaled deeply, then his True Qi suddenly began to burn violently throughout his body. The Killing Curse obtained in his second life was activated with full power at this moment.
At this moment, life and death were cast aside.
Only surging anger remained in Lu Yang's heart.
In this life, I did not contend or snatch, focusing solely on Cultivation, yet you calculated my Karma, sent people to seize my Opportunity, and when that failed, you personally came to kill me.
What talk of Cultivation Technique Karma, what talk of predetermined Opportunity.
Am I destined to be a mere beast of burden, and you destined to be high above?
"Kill!"
Lu Yang opened his mouth, the True Qi in his chest transforming into a long roar, his burning rage forging a streak of sword light that, without deviation, slashed directly at the sky.
A silent collision, like a flickering candlelight. After a brief brilliance, darkness engulfed Lu Yang's vision, and swallowed his consciousness.