Chapter 158
Chapter 158
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: 158
Chapter Title: The Terror of Lu Yang
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At this moment, the Heaven Mending Peak Master's expression was one of bewilderment.
Chen Shuqian's sudden clarity, he could still convince himself, was Lady Ruo Xiang's doing. Though it exceeded his expectations, the method was something he could understand.
But Chen Xin'an was different!
There was no spell cast by Lady Ruo Xiang on Chen Xin'an's body. By all rights, he shouldn't have been able to break free of his divine sense suppression technique!
Already Lord Yuan's man from way back?
Who was Lord Yuan?
"Could it be..."
The Heaven Mending Peak Master whipped his head around, only to see Lu Yang with one arm around Lady Ruo Xiang and the other suppressing Chen Shuqian, flashing him a chilling smile.
"Impossible!"
In that instant, an absurd thought leaped into the Heaven Mending Peak Master's mind. "I rescued you before he even reached Foundation Establishment!"
"Nothing's impossible."
Chen Xin'an shook his head. "I've been Lord Yuan's man from the start. Without his orders, why would I have kept up the charade with you all this time?"
In this moment, the Heaven Mending Peak Master felt a bone-chilling cold.
It wasn't just because of Chen Xin'an, but because of the shadowy figure behind him. The depth of his schemes and the breadth of his plotting sent him plummeting into an icy abyss.
"What masterful methods!" The Heaven Mending Peak Master let out a long sigh.
Even he had to admire it. If Chen Xin'an spoke the truth, then this person had boldly schemed against him before even reaching Foundation Establishment!
But even as this thought crossed his mind, the Heaven Mending Peak Master remained utterly baffled.
Was it really necessary? Did we have that deep a grudge?
The Heaven Mending Peak Master had no heart for further rumination and could only turn back to Chen Xin'an. "Xin'an... you can't do this to me! Didn't you used to understand Father best?"
"I must break through to late Foundation Establishment! I still have so much to do—become a Grand Perfected Being, gain a voice in the Primal Saint Sect, earn the favor of a True Lord. I've prepared so much! With the Millennium Great Tribulation upon us, if I play my cards right, I have a shot at seeking the Golden Elixir!"
"Xin'an, I beg you..."
The Heaven Mending Peak Master refused to believe it. Unlike Chen Shuqian, Chen Xin'an was truly someone he had raised single-handedly. How could the bond between father and son be inferior to some Lu Yang!
Yet, clinging to his last sliver of hope, all he heard was a cold reply:
"Farewell, Father... and my former cowardice."
Boom!
The next second, Chen Xin'an, his divine sense still suppressed, detonated his body in a sacrificial blast. A layer of karma then visibly dissipated at a speed the eye could follow.
In a flash, only the Heaven Mending Peak Master remained in the Foundation Establishment realm. He had just opened his mouth to say something when the long-accumulated rolling Heavenly Thunder crashed down, instantly engulfing his figure. Only a shrill, venomously resentful roar echoed faintly:
"Lu Yang—!!!"
Below, within Heaven Mending Peak, as a strand of white qi descended and transformed into Chen Xin'an's figure before Lu Yang, he prostrated himself on the ground with utmost respect.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Even Perfected Being Chongguang from Sacred Fire Cliff, who had once praised Lu Yang as destined to become a pillar of the Primal Saint Sect, hadn't imagined Lu Yang could pull off something like this.
"Good grief, Old Freak Chen got it bad!"
"Wife, daughter, son... all Yuan Tu's people. Who wouldn't drop dead from that? How the hell did Yuan Tu pull it off? Some heart-control secret art?"
"Impossible. Heart-control arts don't work on Perfected Beings."
"Can't be that he's just good in bed, right?"
"Definitely good in bed anyway."
For a moment, the Primal Saint Sect Perfected Beings buzzed with discussion. Looking again at the Heaven Mending Peak Master struggling beneath the Heavenly Thunder, they unconsciously took a few steps back.
To be fair, no one pitied the Heaven Mending Peak Master.
For one, he wasn't well-liked to begin with. For another, his actions had vaguely crossed some people's bottom lines. Treating Foundation Establishment Perfected Beings as mere talents!
In the Primal Saint Sect, Foundation Establishment or not was always a clear dividing line. Once achieved, one escaped the ranks of talents and gained the right to choose.
But if even Perfected Beings could be treated as talents, that line would blur. Especially since the Heaven Mending Peak Master had broken through to late Foundation Establishment relying on such means—wouldn't other mid Foundation Establishment Perfected Beings follow suit, secretly targeting them early Foundation Establishment folk?
Thus, they welcomed the Heaven Mending Peak Master's fate.
"Chen Taihe, you deserved to die!"
Especially with Chen Shuqian and Chen Xin'an both breaking free and turning the tables on him, it indirectly solidified the transcendent status of Foundation Establishment Perfected Beings.
This outcome was enough to quell many restless hearts.
And since this was the Primal Saint Sect, with its traditions as such, for a time, many looked at Lu Yang with even a touch of goodwill.
On the other side, the grizzled old Perfected Being who had boasted of his vast experience now wore an eye-opening expression, staring at Lu Yang like he was Superman. Only when the young Perfected Being beside him called out repeatedly did he snap back, exhaling a deep breath of turbid qi.
"From now on, never offend Yuan Tu!"
Regaining his senses, the grizzled old Perfected Being warned in a low voice. "This man's demonic nature runs deep, his methods are profoundly cunning. With early Foundation Establishment cultivation, he took down two mid-stage ones in succession..."
"Not that exaggerated, is it?"
The young Perfected Being seemed unconvinced. "One was worn down to death, the other ambushed by wife and daughter. Not a single straight-up fight win."
"If it came to direct combat, he might not even be that strong."
At this, the young Perfected Being smiled confidently. "I think I could take him."
"What do you know? That's exactly what's terrifying!"
The grizzled old Perfected Being shook his head. "You only see his scheming, but not the calculative prowess required to pull it off."
"Without precise divination of heavenly secrets and mastery of karma, you can't achieve what he has. Either he wields a supreme heavenly secret treasure, or he's innately gifted with cultivation far beyond his realm. Either way, his combat prowess absolutely can't be weak!"
"Besides, it's not like he avoids fights entirely."
"Dozens of years ago, didn't he clash with a Divine Martial Sect Perfected Being on Skull Mountain? I hear that fight was a total rout."
"Divine Martial Sect may be small, but it has some foundation."
"At least a superior spirit treasure guards the sect, and the opponent, Huanwu, had refined his lifebound item—mid-tier even in early Foundation Establishment."
"But the result?"
The grizzled old Perfected Being's expression grew graver with each word. "Yet now, the first thing anyone thinks of when seeing Yuan Tu is his methods!"
For someone with extreme strength, the first impression isn't his power?
That was the truly terrifying part!
Hiding one peak proficiency behind an even greater one in a flashy way—strictly speaking, a form of concealment that few could recognize.
For a moment, the grizzled old Perfected Being didn't even dare voice his conclusions aloud, fearing to draw Lu Yang's attention. He was over eight hundred this year, his third life nearing its end, fourth incarnation distant—who wanted to inexplicably provoke such a sinister fellow sect member?
Among the Perfected Beings, he wasn't alone in this thinking.
Meanwhile, Lu Yang watched as the Heavenly Thunder in the Foundation Establishment realm gradually dissipated, the Heaven Mending Peak Master reduced to a handful of tribulation ash. A trace of regret lingered in his heart.
"What a pity. Prime sword sacrifice material."
Even the Dragon-Subduing Arhat counted, but the Avici Sword's wonders required combat to stack; his victories without battle didn't count.
Otherwise, two mid Foundation Establishment cultivators would absolutely propel the Avici Sword's power to a horrifying level!
(End of chapter)