Chapter 173: Amitabha's What-the-Fuck

One day later.

Lu Yang pushed aside the fainting Profound Heaven Fairy and sighed softly; to be honest, he had actually considered options other than cultivation absorption.

For instance, using the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner to refine the Profound Heaven Fairy into a Banner Spirit.

However, the result was failure; the Profound Heaven Fairy's true spirit simply was not within her physical shell, so the Ten Thousand Spirits Banner could not contain her, let alone refine her into a Banner Spirit.

So he had no choice but to strip off his armor and clothes and enter the fray himself.

After fighting the Profound Heaven Fairy for three hundred rounds, beating her until her mind was confused and she wailed for mercy, Lu Yang finally managed to cultivate and absorb the intelligence he wanted.

"【Imperial Mansion Golden Script Dushu True Edict】."

This was the deepest secret hidden in the Profound Heaven Fairy's heart, and also the cornerstone of the Xian Alliance, and indeed the entire Biyang Cultivation World; the reason was simple:

The so-called spiritual roots were split from this object!

However, this rare treasure did not exist from the beginning; it was brought by an outsider, and the reason traces back to when the Xian Alliance was established thousands of years ago.

"My previous guess was indeed correct."

At the beginning of the Xian Alliance's establishment, local cultivators of the Biyang Cultivation World fought against the Outer Demons, suffering countless casualties.

The current Xian Alliance has revised history, leading many to believe the Outer Demons were a vast race and that it was a massive war.

The truth, however, was not so.

The so-called Outer Demons were actually just one person from start to finish; the clash between local cultivators and the Outer Demons was not a war, but a massacre.

The visitor nearly slaughtered the entire Biyang Cultivation World.

It was only when some cultivators who feared death and loved life chose to surrender that they were released by that Outer Demon, and then established the Xian Alliance according to his orders.

After that, the Outer Demon completely reformed the order of the Biyang Cultivation World, left behind the rare treasure 【Imperial Mansion Golden Script Dushu True Edict】, and then departed lightly; after that, spiritual roots appeared in the Biyang Cultivation World, turning it into the current state where all living beings are materials.

Undoubtedly, this was a True Person of the Holy Sect.

And when Lu Yang learned who had left this rare treasure back then, he sincerely sighed, "I almost forgot about you."

Daoist Hong Yun Daoist!

That's right; according to the Profound Heaven Fairy's memories, the cultivator who had slaughtered through the Biyang Cultivation World, reformed the order, and left behind the treasure was Daoist Hong Yun Daoist!

At that moment, new and old grievances surged to his heart.

Lu Yang had not forgotten; in his fourth life, it was this fellow who suddenly appeared and snatched the spoils of his hard-fought battle from his hands!

"So this place was arranged by him?"

Lu Yang pondered briefly, then shook his head: "No, long before he arrived, the Biyang Cultivation World and the cultivation system already existed."

"Rather than saying he arranged it, it is more accurate to say he was a latercomer who usurped another's nest."

"This place was originally the masterpiece of a Primordial True Person."

"Later, Daoist Hong Yun Daoist took over; in fact, he probably did this secretly without telling the Holy Sect, so True Person Chongguang likely does not know."

After all, Daoist Hong Yun Daoist and True Person Chongguang were mortal enemies who would fight to the death.

"Under his design, the entire Biyang Cultivation World became a large-scale talent cultivation base, and the talents cultivated at the end would all be used for one thing."

【Imperial Mansion Golden Script Dushu True Edict】!

Daoist Hong Yun Daoist left behind this rare treasure; this treasure splits into spiritual roots, restricting cultivation while also holding the lifelines of everyone in the Biyang Cultivation World.

Even the Great Cultivators who had achieved Dao Integration were no exception.

"Once one breaks through to Dao Integration, the true spirit is immediately absorbed by this treasure, branded, and reduced to a tool for refining magical treasures; the only benefit is a long enough lifespan, and the ability to borrow the treasure's status when necessary; pretending to hold Foundation Establishment is merely to make the talents more usable."

The essence is still that of consumables.

Even the name "Biyang Cultivation World" was chosen by Daoist Hong Yun Daoist, simply because the 【Imperial Mansion Golden Script Dushu True Edict】 he left behind was a True Treasure.

Above a Spirit Treasure lies a True Treasure!

"Using billions of mortals and millions of cultivators as materials to refine a True Treasure... Biyang Cultivation, Biyang Cultivation... forcing the cultivation of a True Treasure!"

What a grand gesture!

What a ruthless method!

"By the time thousands of years ago, Daoist Hong Yun Daoist should have already reincarnated; arranging this place was likely preparation for returning to his fruit position."

Thinking of this, Lu Yang suddenly raised his eyebrows:

"... Not good!"

If the true spirits of all Great Cultivators who achieved Dao Integration are lodged within the 【Imperial Mansion Golden Script Dushu True Edict】, can the Xian Alliance use this to contact and find him?

Turbulent Sea, Xian Alliance Headquarters.

"The location has been found!"

Inside the magnificent hall, a talisman hung quietly in mid-air; eleven Great Cultivators who had achieved Dao Integration simultaneously channeled their true qi, pouring it in continuously.

Its material was neither metal nor jade; it looked light, yet was actually quite heavy; tadpole-like talismanic script outlined the forms of cloud dragons and strange birds; once activated, it immediately revealed colorful flower rain, patches of Jin Xia, and the interplay of wind, clouds, fire, and water; many strange phenomena were close at hand, yet seemed far away at the edge of the sky.

"Should we pursue?"

One of the Great Cultivators who had achieved Dao Integration looked somewhat uneasy: "This person easily captured the Profound Heaven; if we intervene, there may be danger; it would be better to ask some outsiders for help."

"Just so happens, my good friend has not yet left."

The Great Cultivator who spoke was named 【Mu Huan】; he usually loved traveling overseas and making friends, and recently had just met an extraordinary person.

"I invited that person to the Xian Alliance a few days ago; according to him, he is a disciple of the Deep Joy Pure Land in the inland Jiangxi region; this Pure Land is extraordinary; I verified it carefully, and it is a power of the same level as the Holy Sect! With this person's help, we will have a few more chances of success."

"Is this person not afraid of the Holy Sect?"

"Of course not!" Mu Huan smiled upon hearing this: "According to him, not long ago he was fighting the disciples of the Holy Sect, moving as if no one was there..."

"So powerful?"

Several Great Cultivators who had achieved Dao Integration were also pleasantly surprised; after all, one more person meant one more chance of victory; Mu Huan also took out a message talisman and began casting spells to make contact.

However, in this regard, he played a trick.

That was not stating frankly that Lu Yang was very likely a True Person of the First Holy Sect... after all, the Xia Weiming of the Holy Sect was too great; if the other party hesitated out of fear of harming the hostage, it would not be good.

Before long, a streak of escape light descended from the sky.

"Amitabha."

When the escape light dispersed, it revealed a young monk wearing a resplendent kasaya and holding a nine-ring tin staff. He looked solemn and dignified, his face full of compassion.

Mu Huan stepped forward at once to greet him: "Master, I'll have to trouble you again this time."

The young monk shook his head and smiled: "This poor monk originally went out to sea to deliver all living beings from suffering. As the saying goes, saving one life is better than building a seven-story pagoda."

"Now that Benefactor Fairy Piao Miao is in trouble, how could this poor monk stand by and do nothing?"

At these words, the crowd immediately showed looks of admiration. Mu Huan cupped his hands at once and said: "Then I'll activate the 【Imperial Mansion Golden Seal Doushuai True Decree】 right now."

"With this treasure to guide us, even ten thousand miles is but the blink of an eye."

Hearing this, the young monk immediately lowered his eyelids, skillfully concealing the greed in his eyes.

"Don't worry, leave it to this poor monk."

The young monk waved his hand with a hearty, leave-it-all-to-me air, looking extremely confident, which immediately put the minds of Dao Merging cultivators like Mu Huan at ease.

The next second, the 【Imperial Mansion Golden Seal Doushuai True Decree】 in the great hall blazed with light.

The young monk only felt the scene before his eyes shift. When he came back to himself, he found he had already landed on a stretch of sea with the Dao Merging cultivators of the Xian Alliance.

Sweeping his divine sense once, he discovered an underwater cave dwelling.

'Hahaha! It's my time to show my might!'

The young monk had traveled far overseas for several dozen years now. It was because he felt the interior was too dangerous that he had fled overseas, wanting to come stir up the fish pond.

And over these years he had indeed been thriving, especially after his master died and a Bodhisattva personally appointed him, the senior disciple, to take the seat. This made him puffed up with pride, feeling that overseas was far more comfortable than the interior, and he didn't have to worry about suddenly running into some Holy Sect archdemon surnamed Lu.

At this thought, the young monk's heroic spirit immediately surged:

"Halt! You audacious demon! Release Benefactor Fairy Piao Miao at once!"

A Buddhist chant like thunder, the young monk deliberately showing off. Buddhist light transformed into a great hand that split the sea apart, revealing the cave dwelling within.

"Behold my Great Might. Migh. Mighighty"

The next second, the young monk saw the familiar face of the black-robed Daoist standing before the cave dwelling's gate, and his body immediately trembled, his soul nearly flying out of him in fright.

"This really is—"

Walking out of the cave dwelling, Lu Yang looked at the young monk with equal surprise, then smiled and said: "It's actually Daoist Guangming? It seems we are quite fated."

Fated with you, my ass!

Guangming was on the verge of tears, forcing a smile through gritted teeth, while in his heart he cursed viciously: Amitabha my ass, damn it! How did I run into this archdemon again!

(End of chapter)