Chapter 148
Chapter 148
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: 148
Chapter Title: Future Pillar of the Primal Saint Sect!
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Northern Frontier, Divine Martial Sect.
Lu Yang strolled leisurely through the pavilions and towers, even taking the time to admire the surrounding scenery, as if he were merely a young scholar out for a spring outing.
Yet above his head, at some unknown point, roiling clouds had blanketed the entire Divine Martial Sect. Strangely, none of the cultivators within the sect noticed a thing—they continued their cultivation, sparring, and conversations, as though those clouds were mere illusions, nonexistent in their eyes.
Within the clouds, countless lightning serpents slithered.
From start to finish, this celestial phenomenon hadn't slain a single Divine Martial Sect disciple. It merely brushed past them, carrying away something intangible.
—Merit. Destiny.
Every Divine Martial Sect disciple touched by the clouds, though utterly unaware, suddenly felt their bodies grow inexplicably heavier, as if burdened by thousands of extra pounds.
Next, Lu Yang looked up toward the sky.
The Heaven-Scrutinizing Instrument in his brow gleamed, allowing him to see clearly. At this moment, countless gazes were fixed upon the Divine Martial Sect!
He saw the approving look from Perfected Being Chongguang.
He saw the Arhats of the Pure Land shaking their heads with sighs.
Of course, none of them were present in the flesh. They were divining through karma, peering remotely via the omnipresent web of causality in heaven and earth.
Under their watchful eyes, Lu Yang simply smiled easily.
In the next instant, the clouds converged, ebbing and flowing like tides before gathering entirely into his palm, condensing into a fruit woven from merit and destiny.
“Pfft!”
Lu Yang popped the fruit into his mouth, devouring the pulp with gusto, his red lips and white teeth making short work of the Divine Martial Sect's merit and destiny accumulated over many years.
As he munched, Lu Yang made his way to the sect's treasury, casually unlocking it before sweeping the storage pouches inside into his own with reckless abandon. Among them were spirit treasures, cultivation methods, and all sorts of elixirs—he had looted every valuable in the Divine Martial Sect clean.
Such a drastic shift in destiny naturally alerted the two Perfected Beings of the Divine Martial Sect.
“The sect... the sect has been robbed!”
Perfected Being Huanwu was the first to produce a treasure mirror, reflecting the scenes within the sect. Upon spotting Lu Yang's leisurely figure, his eyes nearly burst with rage:
“It's Lu Yang! He isn't at Skull Mountain—he's at the Divine Martial Sect!?”
In that moment, both Perfected Being Huanwu and Perfected Being Xuanwu felt a chill sink into their hearts, their boiling blood turning to bone-deep cold.
It was over! Everything was over!
Arhat Fulong whipped his head around upon hearing this. He immediately pinched a divine ability, unleashing his lifebound supernatural power at all costs to rush back to the Divine Martial Sect.
Soon, the familiar resistance struck.
Clearly, Lu Yang was using Fixing Affinity and Distance to block him. But this time, Arhat Fulong was prepared. Vast mana surged forth in an instant.
“You can't stop me!”
Arhat Fulong transmitted his voice, brimming with killing intent. After all, he was at mid-Foundation Establishment—how could a mere early Foundation Establishment like Lu Yang compete with him in mana?
Then he heard a light chuckle:
“Thanks for the send-off, friend. Farewell.”
In the next second, Arhat Fulong tore through the void and arrived at the Divine Martial Sect—only to see Lu Yang drifting away, leaving behind the fading glow of his divine ability.
Drifting away, utterly carefree.
Arhat Fulong saw clearly: the direction of his escape was none other than the Primal Saint Sect's Heaven-Connecting Cloud Sea. Not a trace of karma from the eight-hundred-li Skull Mountain clung to him!
“This is outrageous... outrageous!!!”
Arhat Fulong was so furious his golden body nearly exploded. He nearly lost his reason and charged into the Heaven-Connecting Cloud Sea, but at the last moment, he regained his calm.
After all, if he truly dared enter the Heaven-Connecting Cloud Sea, he would be walking to his death. Even the Bodhisattvas of the Pure Land wouldn't save him, let alone allow him to slay Lu Yang.
“Luring the tiger from the mountain... what a lure the tiger from the mountain!”
Only now did Arhat Fulong truly grasp Lu Yang's scheme: from the beginning, Lu Yang had never intended to fight him head-on!
He had used Zhao Xuhe to draw him away, then detonated the earth veins and invoked heavenly punishment to cripple his merit and destiny. Meanwhile, Lu Yang seized the opportunity to raid the Divine Martial Sect, claiming all the benefits before drifting away. Even after suffering such a massive loss, Arhat Fulong had to admit Lu Yang's brilliance.
What a turtle—utterly shameless in his cowardice.
This was something Arhat Fulong had never anticipated. Before today, who would dare call Lu Yang anything less than a heaven's proud son, reviewing his exploits?
Such a genius should advance boldly and fiercely.
In fact, on the Path-Seizing Battlefield, Lu Yang had performed exactly that way—slaughtering Qi Refining cultivators with flair, striding through armies like no man's land.
Looking back now, it was all fake!
The beast was only fierce against lower-realm cultivators. Against peers or superiors, he treaded as if on thin ice, cautious to a fault.
“What a miscalculation!”
Arhat Fulong sighed to the heavens, yet he remained unwilling. Lu Yang's scheme was masterful, but at its core, it had one flaw:
This move couldn't kill him.
Pondering this, Arhat Fulong was baffled: “With my destiny crippled by heavenly punishment, even an early Foundation Establishment cultivator might slay me now.”
“Such a golden opportunity—why didn't he strike?”
If Lu Yang had chosen to fight him outright, Arhat Fulong would have gone all-out in desperation. But now, he felt his strength sapped, unable to unleash fully.
“What is he really after?”
Primal Saint Sect, Heaven-Connecting Cloud Sea.
Lu Yang used Fixing Affinity and Distance to return to Luofeng Mountain in one step, casting the Northern Frontier events from his mind. He had perfectly achieved his goal.
Plunder the Divine Martial Sect's merit and destiny.
As for Perfected Being Huanwu and Perfected Being Xuanwu—one was doomed to die soon, the other limited in strength, both stripped of merit—they posed no threat to the Primal Saint Sect.
Besides, weren't Yu Tong and the others still there? Lu Yang trusted they could handle it.
Back at Luofeng Mountain, as he inventoried his spoils, Lu Yang resolved: “For the next fifty years, I'll stay in the Heaven-Connecting Cloud Sea and not emerge.”
As for Arhat Fulong?
“What a joke—why would I拼命 with a mid-Foundation Establishment? The realm gap is there; one slip-up, and I'd lose big!”
All he had to do was wait patiently.
He was still young—breaking through to Foundation Establishment before eighty, now just over a hundred, with nearly two hundred years left to enjoy.
“Compared to me, Arhat Fulong has at most thirty or forty years left in this life. With his merit and destiny scattered, after death, he'll reincarnate as a pig or dog at best, never returning to Foundation Establishment. So if I wait patiently three or four decades, I'll rest easy!”
From the start, Lu Yang had seen it clearly.
Against Arhat Fulong, he held no edge in cultivation, perhaps not in spirit treasures, and far less in experience. His sole advantage was youth!
Time was his greatest asset!
Thus, all his plans built upon that.
Use the earth vein self-detonation to ruin Arhat Fulong's reincarnation prospects, then outlast the old man! Wait till he croaked, then dance on his grave.
Fight in spells? Desperate clashes?
Too small! The pattern was too small!
“Battling mana, battling divine abilities—in the end, none beat battling lifespan!”
With this thought, Lu Yang was utterly at ease: “Arhat Fulong... hmph! Once you're dead of old age, I'll settle things with your reincarnated self!”
At the same time, within Sacred Fire Cliff.
Perfected Being Chongguang withdrew his gaze from the web of causality. Glancing toward Luofeng Mountain, his expression was odd yet filled with感慨. Finally, he couldn't help praising:
“This child is bound to become a pillar of our Primal Saint Sect!”
(End of chapter)