Chapter 742

Lu Ye nodded, having seen plenty of lickspittles like Ding Huan.

But Ding Huan's cultivation seemed decent—he must have reached the World God realm.

Although Ding Huan was hunched, his appearance ordinary, and he radiated the aura of a ascetic loser, Lu Ye couldn't care less about having such an admirer.

She not only gently asked how he was progressing in his cultivation here and whether he had any needs, but even chatted with him about cultivation insights.

This left the skinny stick next door envious, gazing from afar at Lu Ye's graceful figure, listening to her lovely voice, gradually falling into a daze.

"Goddess Lu Ye, I deeply wish you would visit my cave dwelling—I…"

Seeing Wu Liang standing silently beside him, Ding Huan couldn't help but take the initiative to invite her.

Wu Liang wouldn't fall for it, so he'd first lure Lu Ye into his cave, then offer something valuable in exchange for the Sunset Arrow.

The excitement and anticipation he showed—he believed even if Lu Ye didn't notice, Wu Liang, an old fox, would spot it for sure.

That was, he had something he wanted to privately give to Goddess Lu Ye.

In his cave dwelled a Reincarnation Stone; if Wu Liang realized he intended to give something to Goddess Lu Ye—even if he didn't know it was the Reincarnation Stone—he wouldn't dare take the risk.

"Goddess Lu Ye has many others to meet today; she can't waste too much time here. How about this—I'll represent her and keep you company."

"Whatever requests or thoughts you have, tell me first—I'll relay every word to Goddess Lu Ye."

Indeed, after hearing Ding Huan's words, Wu Liang interrupted his request.

In fact, Lu Ye also thought Ding Huan's request was excessive.

Today was her fan meeting—how could she waste all her time on Ding Huan alone?

She still smiled gently: "Then Brother Wu Liang, please keep this brother company here."

With that, Lu Ye nodded to Ding Huan, then slowly walked toward the next cave dwelling.

Ding Huan's anticipation vanished instantly; his disappointment was obvious even to a Bai Chi.

Wu Liang smiled warmly at Ding Huan: "Brother Daoist, come along—let's visit your cave. Whatever you want, say it out."

Ding Huan seemed to remember something and nodded eagerly:

"It's like this—I long ago obtained a stone bead; I felt it was something valuable, and planned to give it to Goddess Lu Ye."

"If Brother is willing to deliver this stone bead for me, I'll be eternally grateful…"

Wu Liang waved his hand: "What's there to be polite about? We're all admirers of Goddess Lu Ye—delivering the stone bead for you is only natural."

Wu Liang secretly rejoiced—he hadn't misjudged at all; this kid actually wanted to give away a Reincarnation Stone? What a waste of heaven's treasure.

Such a lickspittle deserves it.

Ding Huan quickly made a gesture of invitation.

If this were anywhere else, Wu Liang might have shown some courtesy.

But the Reincarnation Stone was right before his eyes—he had zero intention of being polite; he stepped forward immediately toward Ding Huan's cave, not even deigning to acknowledge Ding Huan as the host.

Others didn't know what kind of cultivator lived here—he knew perfectly well.

Just another goddess worshipper.

Honestly, he looked down on the Goddess Sect's cultivation methods—even if someone gave them to him, he wouldn't bother glancing.

Back then, if he'd had a Reincarnation Stone, constructing the Path of Reincarnation would've been far simpler.

The instant he stepped into Ding Huan's cave, he saw the stone bead lying on Ding Huan's meditation cushion.

Half-gray, half-white, exuding a faint aura of Reincarnation Dao—Wu Liang's heart leapt; he was about to stride forward—wasn't this the Reincarnation Stone?

With the Reincarnation Stone, he could easily construct the Path of Reincarnation and the Path of Establishment, even fully complete the Reincarnation Dao…

But as soon as he took one step, he sensed something wrong—the entire space seemed sealed by an array.

An overwhelming sense of danger surged—before Wu Liang could react, the blade of death locked onto all his lifelines.

In shock, Wu Liang lost his judgment and instinctively sidestepped.

But the moment his body moved, his heart pounded.

When had he, Wu Liang, ever dodged an enemy with only one possible direction?

His decades of combat experience told him: when evasion offers only one path, consider whether it's a trap.

"Puff!" The Breakthrough Blade split his right shoulder, tearing open half his body.

Wu Liang's heart sank—it felt as if he'd walked straight onto the blade, easily ambushed.

Blood mist exploded, splattering the entire cave.

"You?" Wu Liang turned, staring at Ding Huan, filled with endless regret.

Even if Ding Huan's appearance had changed, that Great Dao aura was unmistakable.

Though his body had reformed, his current cultivation had fallen below even a Divine King.

Back when Ding Huan hunted him, he'd refused to let go even at the risk of being torn apart by spatial distortion—how could he have let his guard down?

Why did he assume Ding Huan wouldn't appear here?

What the hell was going on?

How could he have been so careless?

Ding Huan opened his palm—the Reincarnation Stone had long been tucked into his ring.

"Wu Liang, when you planned to sacrifice a Divine Realm to construct your Reincarnation Dao, you were already dead in my eyes."

As Ding Huan spoke, he activated every seal array within the cave.

Even if Wu Liang were at the Union God realm, he wouldn't let him escape today—not with his current strength.

Wu Liang knew escape was impossible; he took a deep breath: "Brother Daoist, we have no enmity. If you spare me, take anything I have—choose freely."

Kill me, and you get nothing. Besides, you can't kill me—even if you destroy my true body, I still have billions of incarnations.

Worst case, I can still reincarnate—you know I'm not lying; I cultivate the Reincarnation Dao."

Ding Huan chuckled: "If I recall correctly, to construct the Six Paths of the Reincarnation Dao, you must gather all your split soul fragments—otherwise, your Reincarnation Dao cannot be completed."

Wuliang's heart sank at these words.

How could the other party know about this matter?

Could it be that the other party also cultivated the Samsara Great Dao? That was impossible.

Ding Huan's domain fully extended, and Wuliang was locked within Ding Huan's domain; he chose not to resist.

Not to mention his current self, even back when he was equivalent to a Quasi-Saint realm, he had still been schemed against because he couldn't bear to part with the Samsara Great Dao Pool.

This caused his strength to drop again and again, until in the end he could only activate a Position-Breaking Talisman to flee for his life.

Now his strength was simply no match for Ding Huan; in Ding Huan's hands there was not the slightest chance of escape.

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Seeing Wuliang did not continue to resist, after locking the other party down with his domain, Ding Huan without the slightest hesitation punched straight into the other's dantian.

"Crack!"

The sound of a dantian shattering came through, and Wuliang stared at Ding Huan with a pale face.

He had already shown weakness to such an extent, yet this madman still wanted to destroy his dantian and meridians.

If one day he, Wuliang, could recover his cultivation, he would not consider himself worthy of cultivating the Samsara Great Dao unless he slaughtered this ant before him inch by inch for a million years.

After breaking Wuliang's bones section by section, Ding Huan took Wuliang's ring, locked Wuliang down with prohibition patterns, and only then tossed Wuliang into his own Five Elements World.

Wuliang was a wealthy one; killing him now was utterly meaningless.

When he had the time, he must find a way to open Wuliang's world; needless to say, that Seven Realms Pearl was a fine treasure.

After finishing all this, Ding Huan tidied up his own cave dwelling.

In his heart, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

After all the hardship along the way, one matter had finally been completed.

As long as Wuliang remained alive, he would have no peace of mind for a single day.

Wuliang's ring was a Level Seven Divine Prohibition.

A Level Seven Divine Prohibition posed no great difficulty for Ding Huan.

He very quickly opened the ring; inside was a pile of high-grade divine crystals and a high-grade flying divine artifact.

Besides these, there was also a cave-dwelling prohibition jade token and an inner-gate steward identity jade token of the Ancient Wasteland Goddess Gate.

This fellow was quite something—only just having entered the Goddess Gate, and already he'd wormed his way into a steward position.

Half an hour later, Ding Huan had smoothed over every trace in the cave dwelling; his figure swayed, and when he walked out of the cave dwelling again, he had already transformed into Wuliang.

His divine sense swept out and he discovered Luye had nearly finished consoling all of her fans.

He hurried to follow her.

Seeing Wuliang approach, Luye gave Wuliang a gentle nod and a soft smile, completely unaware that the Wuliang before her was a fake.

At this moment, Luye had just finished consoling her last fan.

Ding Huan looked at Luye with some hesitation, as if unsure whether he should speak or not.

Luye gazed softly at Wuliang: "Senior Brother Wuliang, what words between us cannot be spoken?"

That tenderness nearly melted even the space around them.

A flash of perfectly-timed, fleeting joy passed through Ding Huan's eyes, and he immediately hastened to say:

"Junior Sister Luye, that fellow is called Ding Xiaotu; he did indeed come looking for you for a matter…"

"Oh, what matter is it?"

Luye paid it no mind, simply summoning her flying dharma artifact.

Ding Huan said: "Ding Xiaotu's admiration for you isn't false, but I feel his admiration isn't as deep as the others'; on the contrary, it's somewhat selfish."

Luye frowned slightly and did not step onto the dharma artifact.

Ding Huan continued: "He took out two Luck Stones…"

"You said Luck Stones? Two of them?" The slight displeasure Luye had felt a moment ago vanished instantly; her tone even grew excited.

Ding Huan said with certainty: "I did not see wrong; what he took out were indeed Luck Stones. He said he wanted to trade with you for a certain item, and I was quite angry at the time.

Had he never considered why he could stay in such a fine place at such a low price? Having Luck Stones yet not taking the initiative to hand them over to you, and still wanting to trade—

I gave him a good scolding, but I suppose he must have only just arrived here and doesn't yet know the effects of cultivating in this place. Once his cultivation rises, he'll probably change his mind."

Ding Huan gave Luye a reminder: Ding Xiaotu had only just arrived, so his admiration for you hasn't yet sunk bone-deep. Wanting to trade for something rather than simply gifting it is understandable.

"What does he want to trade for?" Luye suppressed the excitement within.

She knew all too well what two Luck Stones meant for her—it meant she could step into Quasi-Saint in the shortest possible time.

"He said he wants the Falling Sun Arrow."

(Fellow Daoist, good night!)

(End of this chapter)