Chapter 183
Chapter 183
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: 85
Chapter Title: Bad Guys in the Primal Saint Sect
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"Martial Uncle! There are bad people in the Primal Saint Sect!"
Upon entering Sacred Fire Cliff, Lu Yang immediately shouted at the top of his lungs. His voice brimmed with utter grievance, leaving Perfected Being Chongguang momentarily stunned. It took him a good while to snap back to his senses.
"Don't give me that act!"
Perfected Being Chongguang laughed and scolded him.
"Wu Cang is the one who died, not you. And here you are acting all aggrieved. Do you want me to remind you what a grave sin it is to harm a fellow disciple?"
Seeing this, Lu Yang inwardly marveled. The moment he'd broken through to mid-Foundation Establishment, Perfected Being Chongguang's attitude had shifted dramatically. In his previous life, the man had carried himself with the imperious air of an elder lording over juniors. Now, though, he was far more affectionate. The way he looked at Lu Yang was practically like gazing upon a delectable pastry.
But that was perfect.
The more this attitude, the more crucial Lu Yang's position was to him—and the easier it would be to make a bold demand.
With that thought, Lu Yang promptly burst into tears.
"Martial Uncle has no idea! This disciple's days have been miserable lately! Ever since self-destructing the earth vein, calamity qi has been coiling around me. I was plotted against and didn't even know who did it..."
"Plotted against?"
The words had barely left his mouth when Perfected Being Chongguang's eyes narrowed. He pinched his fingers to divine, only for his brows to furrow even deeper.
"The great net of causality shows no anomalies whatsoever."
Everything was crystal clear.
Wu Cang had been blinded by greed and come demanding the True Lord's handwritten letter, only to be slain in turn by Lu Yang. There was no concealment whatsoever—nothing out of the ordinary.
And yet...no anomalies meant the greatest anomaly of all!
Heavenly killing intent left no traces to follow, but Perfected Being Chongguang needed no traces. He only had to determine who stood to gain the most from Lu Yang's death.
After a moment's contemplation, Perfected Being Chongguang summoned the array spirit.
"Have Perfected Being Hong Ju come see me. I have a major matter to discuss with him."
The array spirit shook its head.
"In response to Perfected Being, Perfected Being Hong Ju has already entered seclusion."
At those words, Perfected Being Chongguang's eyes narrowed again. Then he burst into loud laughter.
"Ghosts indeed! That old freak must be the one scheming against you behind the scenes!"
Meanwhile, Lu Yang committed the name "Hong Ju" firmly to memory. Was this the beast who'd plotted his death in his previous life? Hong Ju...just one character off from Hong Yun. Birds of a feather, clearly—no good stock! Just you wait. I've noted this grudge!
With that in mind, Lu Yang hurriedly leaned in and continued.
"Martial Uncle, this is a clear case of silencing witnesses!"
"This disciple had just received word of a backup plan left by Daoist Hongyun overseas and was about to report it to you when Wu Cang showed up."
"If not for my fortunate breakthrough to mid-stage, I'd have died at Wu Cang's hands."
"This isn't about silencing me—it's aimed at your life, Martial Uncle!"
To Perfected Being Chongguang, Daoist Hongyun was a mortal foe. Any intelligence on him was priceless, so his expression turned grave at once.
"Tell me the details."
"This concerns a certain overseas territory..."
Seeing the opening, Lu Yang held nothing back. He revealed the existence of Biyang Cultivation World, along with the Immortal Alliance's [Imperial Mansion Golden Seal Tushita True Edict].
At first, Perfected Being Chongguang paid it little mind. But upon hearing the name [Imperial Mansion Golden Seal Tushita True Edict], his nonchalant demeanor abruptly shifted. His eyes narrowed, a glint of murderous intent flashing within.
"So that's how it is... No wonder I couldn't locate that outer core from back then."
"He hid it overseas?"
In an instant, Perfected Being Chongguang settled onto his meditation cushion, fingers flying as he performed divinations, sinking into deep thought. Lu Yang said nothing, simply waiting quietly at his side.
A long while later, Perfected Being Chongguang slowly raised his head, fixing Lu Yang with a meaningful gaze.
"How exactly did you learn of this?"
Lu Yang was fully prepared and met his eyes frankly.
"To be honest, this disciple once received the inheritance of Perfected Being Xiantian. It all came from his records before death."
"Perfected Being Xiantian?"
Perfected Being Chongguang paused in surprise, then divined for a moment more before shaking his head.
"That was a figure from five thousand years ago. He bore no goodwill toward our Primal Saint Sect."
This was the first Lu Yang had heard anything about Perfected Being Xiantian. Curiosity piqued, he asked,
"This disciple only knows he was a rogue cultivator. Did he have some other origins?"
"No, he was indeed a rogue cultivator—but he had no need of other backing." Perfected Being Chongguang shook his head, a trace of admiration in his eyes. "He was the incarnation of the calamity luck born from the last millennium-scale great tribulation. A genius of the highest order. Though a rogue, he was in no way inferior to the direct disciples of major sects."
"He had a real shot at claiming the throne in that great tribulation."
"Unfortunately, his temperament was too unyielding, and being born of calamity luck, he earned the displeasure of the various True Lords. They deliberately lured him into forming his Dao base with a fourth-grade technique."
"That severed his path to ascension."
"Afterward, he vanished into the masses, his whereabouts unknown. Only as the great tribulation neared its end did the True Lords divine heavenly secrets and learn he'd left behind a legacy."
"But through some unknown method, even the True Lords couldn't pinpoint the details. In the end, they simply bound its causality to the Primal Saint Sect. No matter what legacy he left, it was destined to fall into the hands of a Saint Sect disciple—putting it to good use, talent not wasted."
With that, Perfected Being Chongguang gave Lu Yang a pointed glance.
"As the lineage disciple two generations removed from Perfected Being You of the Witch Ghost Dao, and now inheritor of Perfected Being Xiantian's legacy to boot—your destiny runs deeper than that of many Perfected Beings."
"Martial Uncle overpraises me."
Lu Yang bowed respectfully, then proactively shifted the topic.
"Martial Uncle, if I'm not mistaken, Biyang Cultivation World was likely Perfected Being Xiantian's gold-seeking grounds."
"His failure there left endless calamity in its wake."
"You mean the Dao Tribulation, yes?"
Perfected Being Chongguang nodded.
"No matter. A single Dao Tribulation, plus the [Imperial Mansion Golden Seal Tushita True Edict]—more than enough to rouse the Primal Saint Sect to action."
Lu Yang blinked in astonishment. Rouse the Primal Saint Sect to action?
Seeing his reaction, Perfected Being Chongguang wore an odd expression.
"What, did you think I'd personally accompany you overseas?"
"You said yourself that place likely harbors a Dao Tribulation from a failed gold-seeker."
"Why should I take such a risk?"
With that, Perfected Being Chongguang paced out of the hall and summoned the array spirit once more, instructing it calmly,
"Report this matter to True Lord Clearpure Snowflight."
The array spirit departed at his command.
Before long, Lu Yang abruptly looked up. He sensed a gaze from the heavens descending upon him, methodically dissecting his entire body.
'...A True Lord!?'
The gaze lingered for a time before finally withdrawing.
Moments later, the array spirit of Sacred Fire Cliff reappeared, approaching with a sheet of talisman paper held reverently in both hands. The paper appeared thin and light, yet weighed as if burdened by a thousand catties.
The weight, of course, came not from the paper itself, but from the words inscribed upon it.
Perfected Being Chongguang's expression turned solemn as he likewise received the talisman paper with both hands. He glanced at it before passing it to Lu Yang.
"Your luck is excellent."
Lu Yang accepted the talisman paper and peered closely:
[You bear immense karma from the Pure Land, entangled by heavenly killing intent—destined to perish overseas. Remaining in the cloud sea may keep you safe for now, but it's no different from a withered skeleton in a grave. Moreover, with karma unresolved, it will only grow heavier with time, impossible to dispel.]
[Take my handwritten decree and head overseas.]
[I shall clear the path for you.]