Chapter 166
Chapter 166
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: 1
Chapter Title: Biyang Cultivation World
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“Saving a life is just a small effort.”
In response to Chen Xinghai’s gratitude, Lu Yang waved his hand and revealed a kindly smile.
“You want to repay the favor? Then just answer a few questions for me.”
Having fled far out to sea, Lu Yang decided it was time to improve his image.
After all, the Perfected Beings back in the sect harbored such deep misunderstandings about him. No matter what he did, no one would believe he was actually a good person.
But out here overseas, no one knew him.
This was the perfect opportunity. Lu Yang figured he could refine his image, spread his good name far and wide, and satisfy a bit of his vanity.
Back when he’d first transmigrated, he’d dreamed of being a youthful sword immortal who soared on his blade to the azure skies, roamed free between heaven and earth, and drew his sword to aid the unjustly wronged. Unfortunately, life had other plans. To survive, he’d had no choice but to go along with the sect’s ways. Fortunately, his original intentions remained unchanged—his heart was still kind.
“Roar—!”
At that moment, a dark shadow emerged beneath the sea’s surface. A white flood serpent soon appeared, shrieking sharply at Lu Yang.
“Noisy.”
Lu Yang frowned. With a single glance, he sliced the serpent in half. Its blood instantly dyed the ocean red, filling the air with a foul stench.
But with a flick of his sleeve, Lu Yang swept the odor away. He even casually tossed the serpent’s corpse into the “Ghost Cloud” behind him. Chen Xinghai saw it clearly—the serpent, severed in two but not yet dead, let out one cry before being blasted by countless thunderbolts.
In the blink of an eye, it was reduced to ash.
Damn, so decisive in destroying the corpse and erasing traces. Could this be a demonic cultivator?
Chen Xinghai couldn’t help swallowing hard. He didn’t dare slack off and immediately stepped forward respectfully.
“Ask away, honored master. This humble one will answer everything without reservation.”
Lu Yang nodded in satisfaction.
“What place is this?”
The question stunned Chen Xinghai, but he didn’t dare hesitate.
“In reply to the honored master, this is the Turbulent Flow Sea of our Biyang Cultivation World.”
“Biyang... Cultivation World?”
Lu Yang’s brows furrowed slightly. He tried to divine the answer but found it unclear. Turning to Chen Xinghai, he had questions but wasn’t sure where to start.
And the man might not answer honestly anyway.
After all, Lu Yang had overheard Chen Xinghai’s inner suspicion that he was a demonic cultivator. The thoughts of a mere mortal couldn’t possibly escape him.
Though Lu Yang wasn’t petty, he didn’t have time to ask question by question and verify the truth.
“Hm, better to just soul-search.”
With a thought from Lu Yang, Chen Xinghai sensed something and revealed a look of terror. But Lu Yang’s gaze had already pierced straight into his sea of consciousness.
To avoid any oversights, Lu Yang even split off a wisp of divine sense to search the souls of everyone else on the boat. With his status as a Foundation Establishment Perfected Being, soul-searching a bunch of mortals wouldn’t harm them at all. At worst, they’d look a bit pale afterward. Some might call it cruel, but Lu Yang saw it as efficient.
This didn’t change the fact that he was a good person.
Soon, as Chen Xinghai rolled his eyes back, Lu Yang fully grasped the information on the “Biyang Cultivation World” from his mouth. His expression grew increasingly astonished.
Biyang Cultivation World, ruled by the Immortal Alliance!
Five-element spirit roots, cultivation methods.
Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core.
“What!?”
In an instant, Lu Yang’s hand trembled. He instinctively took a step back, his eyes wide with shock.
This Biyang Cultivation World had Golden Core True Lords!?
More information flooded into Lu Yang.
“Biyang Cultivation World consists of one hundred and eight major islands overseas. Though sects and immortal clans abound, they all fall under a single power.”
“The Immortal Alliance.”
“And this Chen Xinghai is one of the Immortal Alliance’s sea folk, responsible for going out to sea to catch spirit fish and salvage sunken ships. It’s become a massive industry. Under the Immortal Alliance’s rule, there are over a million people like him, harvesting countless spirit resources and materials from the ocean every year.”
The more Lu Yang saw, the graver his expression became.
In Chen Xinghai’s memories, he had even glimpsed a Golden Core True Lord—and knew there were even greater figures beyond them.
“Nascent Soul Dao Lord...?”
The thought sent a chill through Lu Yang. Though he couldn’t confirm it yet, there was likely a Nascent Soul Dao Lord in this Biyang Cultivation World!
The next second, Lu Yang’s expression shifted abruptly.
“That flood serpent was the Immortal Alliance’s patrol spirit beast?”
Lu Yang’s brows rose. If it had an owner, how could he have failed to notice at a glance? He’d only acted because it was clearly wild.
But he soon understood the full story. It turned out Biyang Cultivation World had no method to control spirit beasts or plant slave seals in their seas of consciousness. They relied on mortal taming techniques to raise them, so escapes were common. Lu Yang was left speechless.
So it was because his level was too high that he’d overlooked it?
“This Biyang Cultivation World feels off no matter how I look at it.”
With the patrol spirit beast killed, the Immortal Alliance would surely react. Patrol cultivators would arrive soon to investigate. Lu Yang couldn’t expose himself carelessly.
Better to stay low for now.
With that thought, Lu Yang reached out and wiped away all their memories of him, then concealed his figure.
Moments later, Chen Xinghai and the others awoke.
Without those memories, they had no idea what had happened. They only felt lucky to have escaped the “Ghost Cloud” and sighed in relief at surviving the ordeal.
At that moment, a streak of spiritual light flew in from the distance.
Lu Yang glanced over roughly—the newcomer was only at mid-Qi Refining. Even so, he remained hidden.
The spiritual light drew near and parted, revealing a middle-aged man in cloud-water Daoist robes, a Dharma sword hovering behind him, his face stern and imposing.
The man scanned the surroundings, then looked down at Chen Xinghai and the others. His brows furrowed in puzzlement. He boomed,
“My patrol spirit beast was killed here. You sea folk are from around here—did you see any suspicious individuals pass through?”
Chen Xinghai hurried forward.
“In reply to the immortal master, we saw no one.”
“Strange.”
The middle-aged man fell silent. Chen Xinghai hesitated, struggling inwardly before mustering his courage and stepping forward to whisper,
“Immortal master, look at my boat...”
“Hm?”
The man glanced at Chen Xinghai, then at his ship.
“Severely damaged. Repairs will cost a fortune.”
“Exactly.”
Chen Xinghai gave a wry smile.
“Immortal master, before heading out to sea, this humble one purchased the Immortal Alliance’s natural disaster insurance. Given the state of my ship, will the Immortal Alliance cover the repairs?”
The man’s face changed at once.
“Natural disaster insurance? Your large ship looks like it was struck by heavenly lightning—must’ve strayed into a Ghost Cloud but got lucky and escaped without going too deep, right? But you’re just a sea folk. What were you doing venturing into such a perilous place?”
Chen Xinghai explained hastily,
“The Ghost Cloud shifted position!”
“Got proof?”
Chen Xinghai was struck dumb. How could there be proof of a Ghost Cloud moving? Even if there was, it wasn’t something a mere sea folk like him could produce.
“No proof? Then it’s just your word.”
The middle-aged man shook his head faintly.
“Sorry, but it looks like attempted insurance fraud right now, so the Immortal Alliance won’t pay out.”
“But I can recommend a friend of mine. He’s a cultivator at the Immortal Alliance’s shipyard and takes private repair jobs for large vessels on the side. Go to him, mention my name, and he’ll give you an eighty percent discount on the down payment. Pay the rest over ten years—low interest, very reasonable.”
In the shadows, Lu Yang’s expression grew increasingly bizarre the more he listened.
This Immortal Alliance... something’s not right.
Its style feels so familiar.