Chapter 151
Chapter 151
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: 151
Chapter Title: Beast, You Tricked Me!?
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Luofeng Mountain. Lu Yang's recent days had been quite leisurely.
Every day, he pored over the *Comprehensive Pacification Record*, delving into formations and talismans. When idle, he would discuss the Dao with Su Nv, deepening their bond.
In the blink of an eye, another decade passed.
That day, a streak of light descended from the heavens and landed on Luofeng Mountain. Perfected Being Yin Shan emerged, giving Lu Yang a strange look.
"Junior Brother, aren't you going out yet?"
"Out? No rush, no rush."
Lu Yang hurried over, eyes gleaming eagerly at Perfected Being Yin Shan. The latter smirked proudly before producing a formation disk.
Inside the disk, two familiar souls were firmly suppressed. Countless black chains pierced through them, locking every thought and preventing even self-destruction. Their expressions had turned numb—until they spotted Lu Yang, when faint traces of emotion flickered back to life.
Perfected Being Huanwu. Perfected Being Xuanwu.
The two fugitive Perfected Beings from the Divine Martial Sect—Perfected Being Yin Shan had truly captured them! While Lu Yang admired this feat, a profound wariness stirred within him.
Not toward Perfected Being Yin Shan himself, but toward mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation.
He reckoned that if he faced these two from the Divine Martial Sect, he could win—perhaps even kill them—but capturing them alive would be nearly impossible.
Yet Perfected Being Yin Shan had done it.
Both at mid-Foundation Establishment, if Perfected Being Yin Shan could manage it, could the Dragon-Subduing Arhat as well? If so, Lu Yang was surely no match for him.
With that thought, Lu Yang made his decision.
"Wait a bit longer."
He had just acquired two Foundation Establishment Perfected Beings, perfect for refining the [Avici Sword]. Until then, he could keep stringing the Dragon-Subduing Arhat along with Su Nv.
The Dragon-Subduing Arhat glared with bloodshot eyes at Su Nv flying overhead. Beside him, the Heaven Mending Peak Master explained helplessly in a low voice:
"Yin Shan brought him those two wastes from the Divine Martial Sect."
"He's refining the [Avici Sword], so he hasn't come out."
After a long pause, the Dragon-Subduing Arhat forced a smile. "No matter. The second Wind-Avoiding Pill is still effective, even if reduced by a third."
"Victory is at hand. I'll hold on."
Another decade passed.
On Luofeng Mountain, a pillar of bloodlight pierced heaven and earth, staining half the sky crimson. Only after a long while did it slowly retract, coalescing into a little girl who landed.
"Master, I'm full!"
The [Avici Sword] manifested as a girl who patted her round little belly. Her cheeks flushed, she said contentedly, "It's been so long since I ate my fill!"
With that, she spun in place, reverting to her true form as a scarlet longsword, allowing Lu Yang to grasp her. As he poured his mana into the blade, resonating with the sword spirit, details of the reforged [Avici Sword] soon emerged in his mind:
"Good! It's truly become a superior spirit treasure!"
Lu Yang beamed. Unlike the [Heaven-Scrutinizing Instrument], the [Avici Sword] was a pure instrument of slaughter, its marvels tailored for combat.
This particular marvel was called [Man-Slaughter].
"Forged from [Blood of Ten Thousand Masses], edged with [Abyssal Sunken Steel], its spirit fused with the [Upper Chapter] of the Ten Heavenly Gangs. Manifesting its marvel, it becomes the [Avici Sword]."
This sword inherited the qi of the [Upper Chapter]: wind and frost in the heavens, metal and iron on earth. It wielded the authority of heaven and earth's killing intent, utterly yang and unyielding. Thus, the wielder grew stronger the more they embodied this path—slaughtering peers, triumphing over the strong with the weak, claiming lives in defeat. The sword's might swelled with each kill, culminating in a final strike that shattered all techniques!
Lu Yang sighed in admiration. "What a [Man-Slaughter]!"
As the name implied, it was a sword for killing!
The more you killed, the stronger it grew, its power amplifying accordingly. In a way, it mirrored the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner's ability—simple, brutal, and highly practical.
But unlike the banner, this marvel had a drawback.
The wielder could only win; defeat would slash its power by half, forcing a rebuild from scratch.
In compensation, its might was assured.
"Now that I've sacrificed two Foundation Establishment Perfected Beings to it, I wonder how strong it's become. I'll test it properly someday." Lu Yang stowed the Avici Sword in satisfaction.
Next, he opened the [Book of a Hundred Lives] panel, eyes lingering on the [Anchor Points]. He pondered inwardly: "Should I use it now?"
He had originally planned to save it for after a restart.
But after decades, his thinking had shifted. Nowadays, he had accumulated a bit too many treasures.
Restarting from the beginning meant prioritizing cultivation again.
A Foundation Establishment Perfected Being appearing out of nowhere in the Heaven-Connecting Cloud Sea would alarm everyone—and back then, he had no [Heaven-Scrutinizing Instrument].
One misstep, and it could mean a dead end.
After weighing it all, Lu Yang decided to keep an insurance policy. Use the anchor now; he could still choose the restart time freely.
Plus, anchoring the present freed him from prioritizing cultivation or treasures on restart—he could pick a talent instead! With this life's experiences and achievements, he was guaranteed a superior one!
He held the [Book of a Hundred Lives]' talents in high regard.
A mere purple one, [Got a Few Tricks], had saved him more than once, making him eager for what a golden talent might bring.
".That's the plan!"
After much deliberation, Lu Yang committed. With a thought, an anchor point dropped onto the present in the [Book of a Hundred Lives] panel.
Only then did he consider his next moves.
"Should I leave the sect to hunt Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend stars?"
Lu Yang calculated with his fingers, then shook his head. "No, that Dragon-Subduing Arhat is tougher than expected—twenty extra years? Whatever, wait a bit more."
Ten years, then another ten. The Dragon-Subduing Arhat finally buckled.
Repeated Wind-Avoiding Pills, diminished by a third, had cost him three from the Heaven Mending Peak Master over twenty years.
Now, contact with the Peak Master had vanished.
At this point, the Dragon-Subduing Arhat couldn't even fight, barely able to twitch. He wheezed out his last breaths, no longer drawing air in.
Despair filled him.
Then, memories blurred by age sharpened suddenly—especially those of Lu Yang.
[Fixing Kinship Distances]!
In the next instant, that figure solidified. A youthful man, unchanged after decades, strode forth in his prime.
Lu Yang had divined his end was near and come to visit.
"Fellow Daoist, long time no see?"
The Dragon-Subduing Arhat: "."
Twenty years of stakeout flashed through his mind. Enlightenment dawned. "The supreme treasure for divining heavenly secrets—you beast, you tricked me!?"
Before the words faded, the Dragon-Subduing Arhat spat a gush of hot blood skyward:
"Ah——!!!"
He was unwilling!
Had he known Lu Yang possessed such a heavenly secret-divining treasure, why waste twenty years? He'd have found another way to mask his fate!
With that, the Dragon-Subduing Arhat struggled to rise, as if to fight Lu Yang to the death.
But his end had come; no power could reverse it.
A baleful wind of calamity blew through the Foundation Establishment realm.
Half-risen, his body gave out completely. He thudded to the ground, then crumbled explosively. A soul drifted into reincarnation.
(The End of the Chapter)