Chapter 152: Beast, You Are Teasing Me!?

Mount Luofeng Mountain, Lu Yang's recent life has been very comfortable.

Every day he holds the "Complete Book of Pacifying the Barbarians," studying array formations and talisman arts; when idle, he discusses the Dao with Su Nu to deepen their mutual exchange.

In the blink of an eye, another ten years have passed.

On this day, a beam of light descended from the sky, landing on Mount Luofeng Mountain. True Person Yinshan stepped out, looking at Lu Yang with a strange expression.

"Junior brother, are you not going out yet?"

"Going out? No rush, no rush."

Lu Yang hurriedly came forward, looking at True Person Yinshan with eager eyes. Seeing this, True Person Yinshan smiled proudly, then took out an array disk.

Inside the array disk, two familiar souls were tightly suppressed. Countless black chains pierced the souls, locking all their thoughts, preventing them even from self-detonating, so their expressions became numb. Only upon seeing Lu Yang did they show a trace of expression.

True Person Huan Wu, True Person Xuan Wu.

The two fugitive True Persons of the Divine Martial Gate were actually captured and brought back by Yinshan! While Lu Yang admired this, he also felt immense wariness.

It was not wariness toward True Person Yinshan, but toward Foundation Establishment Mid-stage.

After all, he believed that if he fought these two True Persons of the Divine Martial Gate, although he could win and even kill them, capturing them alive would be nearly impossible.

Yet True Person Yinshan achieved it.

Both being Foundation Establishment Mid-stage, True Person Yinshan could do it; could the Luo Han Fu Long do it? If Luo Han Fu Long could also do it, then Lu Yang certainly would not be his match.

Thinking of this, Lu Yang immediately made a decision.

"Let's wait a bit longer."

Anyway, he had just obtained two Foundation Establishment True Persons and was about to use them to refine the 【Abyss Sword】. Before that, he would first use Su Nu to keep Fu Long hanging.

Luo Han Fu Long looked with bloodshot eyes at Su Nu flying past in the sky. Beside him, the Peak Master of Senior Butian explained in a low voice with a helpless expression:

"Yinshan brought him those two trash from the Divine Martial Gate."

"He is refining the 【Abyss Sword】, which is why he has not come out."

After a long while, Luo Han Fu Long finally forced a smile: "It matters not. Although the effect of the second Wind-Avoiding Pill is reduced by one-third, it is still useful."

"Victory is within sight; I will hold on."

Another ten years passed.

On Mount Luofeng Mountain, a beam of blood light pierced the heavens and earth, almost dyeing half the sky red. After a long while, it slowly receded, transforming into a young girl who descended.

"Master, I am full!"

The young girl, the manifestation of the 【Abyss Sword】, patted her round, bulging little belly. Her pretty face was flushed as she said contentedly, "It has been a long time since I ate so full!"

Having spoken, she spun her body in place, reverting to the form of the scarlet long sword. She allowed Lu Yang to hold her. As Lu Yang continuously infused his magic power into the sword body, resonating with the sword spirit, the information of the newly refined 【Abyss Sword】 soon appeared in his mind:

"Excellent! It has indeed become a Superior Spiritual Treasure!"

Lu Yang showed joy on his face. Unlike the 【Qiu Tian Instrument】, the 【Abyss Sword】 is purely a weapon for slaughter, so its wonders are naturally used more for magical combat.

This wonder is named 【Human Butcher】.

"Using the 【Blood of Ten Thousand People】 as material, and 【Deep Shadow Steel】 as the edge, combining spiritual nature with the 【Shang Zhang】 of the Ten Cheng Tian Gangs to manifest wonders, thus forming the 【Abyss Sword】."

This sword upholds the qi of Shang Zhang. In the sky it is frost and wind; on earth it is metal and iron. It embodies the solemn killing authority of heaven and earth. It is intensely yang. Therefore, the more the sword-bearer practices this Dao—fighting equals, overcoming the strong with the weak, and taking lives after victory—the greater the sword's power grows, until its final strike shatters all techniques!

Lu Yang sighed: "What a 【Human Butcher】!"

As the name suggests, this is a sword for killing people!

The more one kills, the stronger the killing, and the greater the power. In a sense, it is the same ability as the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner; simple and crude, yet very effective.

However, unlike the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner, this wonder has a side effect.

That is, the sword-bearer can only win, not lose. Once defeated by another's hand, the wonder's power immediately drops by more than half, and one must start accumulating from the beginning.

However, correspondingly, the power is guaranteed.

"Now that I have used two Foundation Establishment True Persons to sacrifice to the sword, it is hard to say to what degree the sword's power has risen. I will find a chance to test it in the future."

Lu Yang satisfiedly put away the Abyss Sword.

Immediately after, he opened the panel of the 【Book of Hundred Lives】, his gaze falling on the 【Anchor Count】, pondering in his heart: "Should I use it at this moment?"

Previously, he had intended to use the anchors after restarting.

However, after several decades, he gradually changed his mind because, to this day, the good things on his body seemed to be a little too many.

Moreover, if he restarted to the beginning, he would inevitably have to choose cultivation attainment.

But in that case, a Foundation Establishment True Person appearing mysteriously in the Jie Tian Cloud Sea would surely alarm many people, and at that time he did not have the Qiu Tian Instrument.

Carelessly, it was possible to become a dead save file.

So after much thought, Lu Yang felt he should keep an insurance policy... using the anchor for the present. Anyway, when restarting, he could freely choose the time.

Besides this, doing so had another advantage: by placing the anchor in the present, he would no longer need to prioritize cultivation and treasures; instead, after restarting, he could choose a talent! With this life's experiences and achievements, he could absolutely open up a Superior talent!

Regarding the talents provided by the 【Book of Hundred Lives】, Lu Yang was quite approving.

Just one purple talent, 【Has Some Skills】, saved him more than once before and after, making him increasingly expect what effects a golden talent would have.

"... Let's do it this way!"

After much deliberation, Lu Yang finally made a decision. With a thought, an anchor on the 【Book of Hundred Lives】 panel landed on the present moment.

After finishing all this, Lu Yang began to consider his next actions.

"Should I leave the sect to seek the Cheng Tian Gangs and Earth Fiends?"

Lu Yang calculated with his fingers, then shook his head: "That's not right. Why can Fu Long live so long? He has lived another twenty years already. Forget it, let's wait a bit longer."

Ten years after ten years... Luo Han Fu Long finally could not hold on.

Since the effect of the Wind-Avoiding Pill was sharply reduced by one-third upon repeated use, over twenty years he had gradually used up a full three Wind-Avoiding Pills from the Peak Master of Senior Butian.

Then the Peak Master of Senior Butian could not be contacted.

By this time, Luo Han Fu Long could not even engage in magical combat with others; he could hardly even move. It looked as if he was no longer inhaling, only exhaling.

At this moment, only despair remained in his heart.

Then he discovered that the memories, which had gradually become blurred due to old age, suddenly grew clear, especially the figure of Lu Yang within them.

【Determine Intimacy and Distance】!

In the next second, the figure in the memory turned from illusion to reality; a youth, unchanged compared to decades ago and in the prime of his life, strode out.

It was that Lu Yang, having calculated his end was near, had specially come to visit.

"Daoist friend, long time no see?"

Luo Han Fu Long Luo Han: "..."

In this moment, the experience of squatting outside the Holy Sect for twenty years flashed through his mind; Luo Han Fu Long Luo Han finally woke from a dream: "You beast, the supreme treasure that deduces the Heavenly Dao, you tricked me!?"

Before the words fell, Luo Han Fu Long Luo Han threw his head back and spat a mouthful of hot blood:

"Ah—!!!"

He could not accept it!

If he had known earlier that Lu Yang possessed a supreme treasure capable of deducing the Heavenly Dao, how could he have foolishly wasted twenty years? He would have definitely found another way to conceal the Heavenly Dao!

Thinking of this, Luo Han Fu Long Luo Han struggled to support his body, seemingly still wanting to fight Lu Yang to the death.

However, his end was truly near; there was no power to turn back the heavens.

Within the Foundation Establishment realm, a single breath of the Bi Wind blew.

The body Luo Han Fu Long Luo Han had just propped up halfway lost all strength completely, fell to the ground with a plop, then crumbled with a boom; a soul floated into the cycle of reincarnation.

(End of this chapter)