Chapter 367
Chapter 367
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Translator: Ace
Chapter: 0
Chapter Title: Long Yue Yields
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Long Yue ultimately still yielded.
After all, the reason she could act tough in front of Lu Yang before was fundamentally because of her status as a Great Perfected Being, which held absolute suppressing power over him.
But now things were different.
Though it was only for an instant, Lu Yang had ultimately revealed the aura of a Great Perfected Being. Same realm as her—and at the same realm, that changed everything.
Sword cultivators were nearly invincible against peers!
At least for a minor sect like the Myriad Poisons Sect, they were utterly invincible. Even if Long Yue was confident her cultivation ran deeper, she only had a slim chance of self-preservation.
"Dao Friend, please proceed."
Long Yue proactively stepped aside. She also dispelled the Myriad Poisons Sect's mountain-guard array, allowing Lu Yang to ride a streak of sword light straight into its depths.
The moment he entered the Myriad Poisons Sect, Lu Yang unleashed his divine sense. It swept unscrupulously over every inch of the sect's grounds.
A crowd of Myriad Poisons Sect elders watched with faces darkened to the extreme. It was as if their beloved goddess had been defiled—they itched to charge forward and fight Lu Yang to the death.
"What is Dao Friend searching for?"
Long Yue flew over on a beam of light, her expression composed.
There was one thing Lu Yang hadn't gotten wrong: the Myriad Poisons Sect had indeed sent people to abduct civilians from Jiangnan.
But that wasn't their own doing.
It was an invitation from someone within the Sword Pavilion itself. Those civilians served as test subjects for gu, exchanged for spiritual materials and herbs unique to the southern borderlands.
This deal had run for over a century!
Otherwise, with the Myriad Poisons Sect's strength, they would huddle deep in the southern borderlands—the farther from the Sword Pavilion, the better. Why would they deliberately stir trouble in Jiangnan?
Even so, Long Yue didn't dare voice this open secret of a transaction.
After all, Perfected Being Demon-Quelling's reputation preceded him—even in the Myriad Poisons Sect, she'd heard tales. His ways differed utterly from other Sword Pavilion Perfected Beings.
She could only swallow her humiliation and let Lu Yang investigate freely.
Time dragged on like this for a good while.
As Lu Yang grew ever more brazen—probing surface structures without mercy, not even sparing the underground—Long Yue finally lost her patience. She kept her voice low.
"Has Dao Friend finished his search?"
"Of course not!"
Lu Yang's face remained icy. He landed his sword light and strode directly into the sect master's residence—a grand hall.
"Dao Friend Long Yue, let us speak in private."
At those words, Long Yue's expression shifted.
"Could it be... exposed?"
As a cultivator outside the four great powers, she'd reached late Foundation Establishment through real means. Her greatest trump card was her physique.
It was called the Kan-Li Dao Marvel Jade Body.
This special constitution blended the marvels of water and fire—cold without, hot within. It was perfect for nurturing gu insects. After advancing to Great Perfected Being, she'd refined it to its limits.
Yet on the flip side, this physique suited dual cultivation perfectly. It nourished those with metal Dao foundations best of all—especially Sword Pavilion sword cultivators. The proverb "water and fire temper the blade's edge" captured it exactly. A sword cultivator's sword base, nourished by her body, would gain three extra points of keen sharpness from nothing.
It had always been her secret.
A physique this supreme, once exposed, would draw the Sword Pavilion's inevitable grasp. They'd seize her as a cauldron for their sword refinement.
At the thought, Long Yue's lovely face chilled further.
"Ultimately... I can't escape it."
Still, she dared not refuse. For one, Lu Yang's power left no choice. For two, the Myriad Poisons Sect's grand scheme teetered on the brink of success.
"Bear the petty insult to secure the greater plot."
"Once the Ten Thousand Calamities Gu is complete, I'll use it to reach perfect Foundation Establishment. Then today's shame—I can repay a hundredfold!"
"Bear him for the moment. Treat it as a dog's bite."
With resolve hardening her features, Long Yue stepped into the hall. The Myriad Poisons Sect crowd behind her watched with eyes nearly popping from their sockets.
Boom!
The hall doors slammed shut.
"Come here."
Lu Yang claimed the host's seat without ceremony. He eyed Long Yue, who trailed close behind.
"I prefer taking the initiative. Dao Friend, best speak first."
Long Yue's face soured at once.
Make her take the lead? Outrageous!
But she recovered swiftly. She was a Great Perfected Being, no fool—just her thoughts in disarray, throwing her off balance for a moment.
"Wait... this man's target isn't me?"
"Could he have learned of the Ten Thousand Calamities Gu from Dragon Centipede and Cicada? Impossible—soul-searching a Foundation Establishment Perfected Being is no simple feat."
The notion left Long Yue wry. The Ten Thousand Calamities Gu was her path to the Dao—the Myriad Poisons Sect's supreme treasure of hope. No way they'd yield it. Bluntly put, compared to the gu, Lu Yang might as well claim her body!
Long Yue fell silent for only a breath.
Across from her, Lu Yang—who tracked every flicker in her expression—narrowed his eyes. His face stayed impassive, but doubt stirred within.
"This reaction... doesn't add up."
"My true aim is the Xin Metal. But on the surface, as a sword cultivator, I have no use for it. She shouldn't be this guarded."
"Why hesitate?"
"Rationally, the Myriad Poisons Sect holds nothing I'd demand. She should act open, cooperative with my probe."
One conclusion crystallized.
"Unless... beyond the Xin Metal, they've got something else good. Something she'd think my current cultivation couldn't resist coveting?"
An unexpected windfall!
While Lu Yang spun countless schemes, Long Yue gathered her wits. She spoke softly.
"Long Yue doesn't understand. What does Dao Friend wish her to say?"
Lu Yang paused, brow lifting in a faint chuckle.
"Your Moon-Worshipping Sacred Pool, naturally."
"...That's merely our sect's secret realm. For condensing heavenly gang and earthly fiends. Useless for a sword cultivator of Dao Friend's caliber, no?"
Long Yue's tone stayed even, betraying nothing.
Lu Yang nodded, a teasing glint in his eye.
"This one fancies moon-gazing. I've long admired your Moon-Worshipping Sacred Pool."
"Why not lead me for a look?"
"I promise—just from outside. No entry."
"This..."
Lu Yang read people like scrolls. Long Yue's instant waver didn't escape him. Conclusion locked.
"Whether the Xin Metal or the hidden prize—they're both in that Moon-Worshipping Sacred Pool!"
Another thought struck.
[Luck-Inspecting Draw]!
[Event: Uncovering the Myriad Poisons Sect's hidden opportunities and secrets.]
[Great Misfortune: Your aggression finally provokes Long Yue the Perfected Being. She'd sooner shatter the divine item than yield it. She rallies the full might of the Myriad Poisons Sect. You fight to mutual ruin—victory yours, but heavy wounds for naught.]
[Minor Misfortune: Heavy wounds buy you the "Xin Metal"—but the supreme treasure slips away.]
[Borderline Fortune: Soft words, hard steel. Stabilize Long Yue the Perfected Being first. Claim the "Xin Metal," then turn. Divine item? Still up in the air.]
"..."
This draw near-exhausted the fortune Lu Yang had drained from the entire Divine Martial Sect. The result surprised him.
"This Myriad Poisons Sect packs a punch!"
His clone's battle prowess alone—and Long Yue could force mutual harm? Even minor sects demanded respect.
"Witch Ghost Dao birthed a Listening Shade Ancestor, after all."
Decision made, Lu Yang claimed the Borderline Fortune path. He'd gauge the flow—if untenable, no reckless push.
But the next instant—
Rumble!
A violent quake erupted from beneath the Myriad Poisons Sect's mountain gate. It couldn't be hidden. Long Yue's composed features blanched.
Lu Yang glanced over. Shock mingled with joy in her eyes.
Shock, for Lu Yang had seen through her.
Joy, because...
"The Ten Thousand Calamities Gu... succeeded at this hour? It's emerged!?