Chapter 155: The Transformation of Wu Cang

"No time to lose; we leave tonight!"

Withdrawing his vision from the mystical effects of the Arhat Sword 【Treading Danger】, Lu Yang immediately made his decision; now that he had obtained the Wu Earth Qi, he could not remain in this overseas region!

Thinking of this, Lu Yang felt a tinge of regret.

It was a pity his cultivation base was insufficient and the distance between the overseas regions and the mainland was too vast; otherwise, he could have simply activated 【Determining Closeness】 to return to the Holy Sect in a single step.

The next second, Lu Yang mounted a beam of escaping light and quietly departed the Immortal Alliance without alerting anyone; as for the aftermath concerning the Biyang Cultivation World and the Immortal Alliance, since he already had the Wu Earth Qi, he had no interest in managing it further, which conveniently allowed him to dump the hot potato that was Guang Ming.

Lu Yang even chose to abandon the opportunity regarding the Mahayana First Grade true qi.

'Setting aside the possibility that this might be a trap set by an Innate True Person, even if it isn't, given my current state of being locked onto by the killing intent of heaven and earth, going there would invite more danger than safety.'

Better to give it up!

At worst, once I return to the Holy Sect, I will immediately report Daoist Hong Yun to True Person Master Chongguang; if True Person Master Chongguang gets the meat, I can at least have some soup.

People are precious precisely because they possess self-awareness.

Cross whatever river, wear whatever shoes; match your undergarments to the size of your buttocks.

Three days after Lu Yang's departure, Guang Ming finally realized something was amiss and came to request an audience, only to find the secluded chamber where Lu Yang had been in closed-door cultivation long since empty.

"He ran?"

Guang Ming blinked, completely unable to comprehend Lu Yang's thoughts, but soon a surge of ecstatic joy flooded his heart; it was for the best that the great demonic fiend had fled!

After all, Lu Yang had already slaughtered every Dao-Integration great cultivator within the current Immortal Alliance, and now that Lu Yang had run, he, Guang Ming, was the number one figure in the Biyang Cultivation World! Should he not immediately throw open the temple gates, aggressively recruit a wave of disciples to fill the 【Fu Long Temple】, and bolster his own strength?

Regarding affiliated forces, different powers employed different methods of control.

Compared to Lu Yang's "Four Steps of Chusheng," the Pure Land's method could be described as simple and crude: directly preaching scriptures and doctrines to forcibly convert people into Shi cultivators.

Among the four major powers, the Pure Land was also the most stable.

This was because the Pure Land's cultivation method emphasized the concept of "Unity of Brahma and Self"; since they were unified, everyone was "self," naturally resulting in stability.

However, very soon, he received a report from someone within the Immortal Alliance.

"At the port of the Turbulent Flow Sea, another external cultivator has been discovered?"

Hearing this, Guang Ming froze; before he could even react, a figure clad in black robes silently appeared in the previously empty great hall.

"Hm? Bald donkey?"

Upon hearing these words, Guang Ming immediately realized something was wrong.

Under heaven, the Dao Court and the Pure Land had always maintained friendly relations, mostly addressing each other as Venerable Monks; as for the Sword Pavilion, being the leader of the righteous path, they needed to save face, so although they also disliked these Shi cultivators, they would not openly call them "bald donkeys," but rather irritably refer to them as "scripture chanters."

So who would call them bald donkeys?

It must be another True Person from the Holy Sect! Guang Ming couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Amitabha, truly just out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's lair... misery!"

The next second, Guang Ming smoothly dropped to his knees and kowtowed: "This humble monk is Guang Ming; may I ask the senior's name?"

"Chusheng Sect, Wu Cang."

The black-robed Daoist's voice was chillingly cold: "This place is somewhat interesting... Bald donkey, since you are a Shi cultivator of the Pure Land, you surely possess methods to heal physical bodies, correct?"

Wu Cang had not been faring well recently; after fleeing far overseas, he had been seeking a place to nurse his injuries, but although the overseas regions were vast and boundless, they were barren, and he was not skilled in deducing heavenly secrets, so it truly took tremendous effort before he finally located the Biyang Cultivation World.

The result was that after all this time, his injuries had not recovered in the slightest.

To this day, a striking scarlet sword mark remained visible on his waist and abdomen; if he did not seal it with magic power, blood qi would even seep out.

"Replying to Senior, this humble monk has a bottle of Golden Steel Liquid."

Guang Ming cautiously presented a porcelain bottle, which Wu Cang accepted without hesitation, stating: "You bald donkeys never act without benefit."

"Speak, what opportunity exists in this place?"

The corner of Guang Ming's eye twitched slightly; though he cursed inwardly in rage, he revealed nothing on his face and continued: "For this humble monk, the opportunity lies in the overseas cultivators of this region."

"However, the cultivation methods of the cultivators here contain some clever ingenuity, being based upon a strange treasure; this humble monk admits his strength is lowly and dares not touch such great karma, so I have never attempted to seize it... If Senior is interested, you may go observe it; perhaps that treasure happens to share affinity with Senior."

Guang Ming saying this naturally harbored ulterior motives.

Although he did not know the origins of the 【Imperial Prefecture Golden Seal Tushita True Edict】, a treasure capable of allowing someone to falsely hold Foundation Establishment must have unimaginable roots.

It was perfect to let Wu Cang handle it.

If it truly was an opportunity, Wu Cang would surely be delighted upon obtaining it and would certainly spare his life; if it was a trap, Wu Cang would die, and what did that have to do with him?

Wu Cang naturally remained unaware of Guang Ming's petty schemes.

However, he did not care, for after all, Guang Ming was merely a newly promoted Arhat at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment; Wu Cang was confident that even in his current severely injured state, he could easily suppress him.

Soon, under Guang Ming's guidance, Wu Cang arrived at the sacrificial hall deepest within the Immortal Alliance; the moment he entered, the appearance of the 【Imperial Prefecture Golden Seal Tushita True Edict】 reflected in his eyes, like a sudden gale blowing away all his stray thoughts, leaving him standing stunned in place.

'What is this thing!?'

The next second, the seal script on the 【Imperial Prefecture Golden Seal Tushita True Edict】 began to slowly writhe, and suddenly, it actually outlined a face that seemed both real and illusory!

Golden eyes thus locked gazes with Wu Cang.

Immediately after, Wu Cang involuntarily opened his lips, and a hoarse, dry voice that instantly terrified Guang Ming standing behind him drifted out eerily:

"Why... is it not Innate?"

Swish—!

Without any hesitation, Guang Ming's figure vanished directly from the spot, appearing thousands of li away in the blink of an eye, and in another blink, he returned to the hall.

"Ah!?"

In an instant, sweat poured down Guang Ming's entire body like rain, his heart turning ice-cold; he turned his head with a stiff expression, only to see the face formed by the 【Imperial Prefecture Golden Seal Tushita True Edict】 staring at him with keen interest, while on the other side, Wu Cang wore the exact same expression, staring straight at him.

'It's over!'

Guang Ming's Buddhist teeth chattered violently; he wished he could strangle to death the version of himself who had previously suggested Wu Cang come here; how had such a strange change suddenly occurred?

He had not failed to visit this 【Imperial Prefecture Golden Seal Tushita True Edict】 before.

But whenever he had come previously, the 【Imperial Prefecture Golden Seal Tushita True Edict】 had never undergone such changes; who could have expected that the situation would change the moment Wu Cang arrived!

Why?

Just then, the pale golden face finally spoke again, yet the voice emanated from Wu Cang's mouth, even becoming fluent:

"Interesting, interesting."

"It is not the inheritance of that old scoundrel Innate, yet it can stir the karma of this place and allow my revival; is this great karma specifically prepared for me?"

As his words fell, Wu Cang himself began to change; his temperament shifted from initially ferocious to refined and elegant, his voice gradually gaining a touch of composure and calmness, his injuries healed without medicine, his eyebrows lifted slightly, his tendons stretched and bones lengthened, and in the blink of an eye, he had actually transformed into a completely different appearance!

"To borrow this body, one must bear its karma."

"【Wu Cang kills Lu Yang】?"

Seeing "Wu Cang" murmur softly, as if contemplating something, after a long while he burst into laughter: "Very well; from this day forth, I am 【Wu Cang】!"

(End of Chapter)