Chapter 89: Super Death Xiao Shiye

"If I can truly refine a fake Dharma Protector God that appears to have Foundation Establishment, it will greatly aid my own breakthrough to Foundation Establishment, adding at least a thirty percent chance of success!"

Lu Yang sat cross-legged, pondering in his heart:

"Not only that, but more importantly, this Dharma Protector God possesses complete karma; if necessary, I can sever ties with it, dumping all the karma of the Witch-Ghost Path onto it."

"Although this means the fortune and cultivation base stolen from Heaven's Secrets cannot be used for my own Foundation Establishment and must instead be invested in the Dharma Protector God, with such a protector, combined with Third Grade true qi, the 【Corpse Liberation Immortal】, the 【Sage's Theft】, and the 【Severing Thoughts to See My Heavenly Silkworm Secret Art】, I still have a seventy percent chance of breaking through to Foundation Establishment!"

If I can obtain an Ascension Token as well, that becomes eighty percent!

"Moreover, according to Patriarch Tingyou, the more preparations made before Foundation Establishment, the higher the chance of success, and the greater the rewards gained after breaking through."

"This concerns the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment realm."

"So-called Foundation Establishment is essentially a gamble with one's life; there are even True Persons who attempt the struggle with Heaven with only a thirty or forty percent chance of success, relying purely on luck to finally break through."

"However, breakthroughs achieved through such desperate gambles do not come without cost; the fewer preparations you make beforehand and the lower your odds, the greater the Dao injury you sustain during Foundation Establishment. Especially after breaking through, these Dao injuries become deeply rooted; unless removed, you will never break through to a higher realm."

"The entire cultivation process of early Foundation Establishment is, in fact, a process of healing wounds."

"Conversely, if you are fully prepared and only attempt the breakthrough when you have a seventy or eighty percent chance of success, the time required for healing afterward will be drastically reduced."

"If you wait until you have a hundred percent chance of success before breaking through, you will emerge at the Great Perfection of early Foundation Establishment and can immediately look toward the mid stage."

"In the cultivation world, this method of breakthrough is known as 'Perfect Foundation Establishment'; generally, only the direct disciples of True Persons have any hope of attempting it."

This was only natural.

Considering Lu Yang's journey to this point, involving bitter cultivation over several lifetimes, his best-case scenario was merely an eighty percent hope of breaking through to Foundation Establishment, with the remaining twenty percent still nowhere to be found.

This was not a gap in talent, but simply a matter of background; after all, 'Perfect Foundation Establishment' demanded resources so terrifying that ordinary people could never achieve it—perhaps only the direct disciples of Golden Core True Persons could mobilize such vast resources.

Nevertheless, despite this, Lu Yang did not intend to pursue so-called 'Perfect Foundation Establishment'.

"Although 'Perfect Foundation Establishment' sounds impressive, it merely saves time on cultivation; there is no need for me to obsess over it."

"An eighty percent chance of success is sufficient for a gamble!"

"Break through first, and we shall see!"

As the saying goes, "Only by standing high can one see far"; many things require one to become a Foundation Establishment True Person before one can even sit at the table, so the benefits of breaking through first are undeniable.

Having made up his mind, Lu Yang stopped hesitating.

"Calculating the time, Yu Suzhen should be about ready; if that old thing, the Peak Master of Senior Butian, was truly willing to act, she has likely already succeeded."

Lu Yang formed a hand seal with one hand and once again calculated Yu Suzhen's recent situation.

Chusheng Sect, Cloud Sea Reaching the Sky.

Within a Secret Realm, inside an ancient bronze main hall, Yu Suzhen was seen sitting suspended in mid-air, her skin, barely concealed by her thin robe, now flushing crimson.

On the other side, Xiao Shiye's eyes were bloodshot, his face twisted in struggle as if enduring something; his body, sturdy as a young bull, radiated intense yang energy, forming a stark contrast with Yu Suzhen, who was surging with磅礴 yin energy, making the convergence of yin and Yang plainly visible.

"Shameless wretch!"

The next second, Yu Suzhen spoke in an icy tone, striking the bronze coffin at the Secret Realm's core with her palm, shattering it, her face bearing visible, intense fury.

Seeing this, Xiao Shiye was even more terrified.

Yet, amidst his fear, a strange sensation quietly arose within him alongside Yu Suzhen's resistance, making his self-control increasingly difficult.

The cause of events was merely a treasure hunt within a Secret Realm.

Relying on his overwhelming fortune, he had entered the Secret Realm's core first, never expecting Yu Suzhen to follow just one step behind and forcibly seize his opportunity.

As it turned out, the opportunity left by the Secret Realm's owner hid a trap; after receiving the inheritance, one must use yin and yang forces to harmonize, or die immediately from yin-yang imbalance. At that moment, only Xiao Shiye and Yu Suzhen were present in the core—a lone man and a lone woman—so what would happen went without saying.

Thinking of this, Xiao Shiye subconsciously stood up.

"Don't come over here!"

On the other side, Yu Suzhen almost immediately cried out in alarm, yet neither her misty eyes nor her flushed skin offered any persuasiveness.

It even made Xiao Shiye more excited.

The two drew closer, their yin and yang forces completely converging; the next second, Xiao Shiye saw a arm, white as jade, wrap around his neck.

In an instant, a fragrant breeze assaulted his nose.

Yu Suzhen's powerless voice, mixed with a sigh, still echoed in Xiao Shiye's ear: "Little thief, if you dare touch me, I will take your life in the future!"

This sentence instantly ignited Xiao Shiye's rebellious psyche.

He had heard of Yu Suzhen, the renowned Fairy Suzhen, whose talent was outstanding; she had surpassed many disciples while still young, breaking through to the Late Stage of Qi Condensation.

In comparison, he was merely an unknown nobody at the Mid Stage of Qi Condensation.

Furthermore, from the moment they entered the Secret Realm, Yu Suzhen had maintained this cold demeanor, never once regarding him with any importance, and had even forcibly seized his opportunity.

If this can be endured, what cannot?

"I'm touching you; what can you do about it?"

Xiao Shiye's eyes turned bloodshot; in a fit of rage, he instantly discarded the numerous unease and self-restraint instinctively arising in his heart, grabbed with his large hand, and directly mounted the horse.

Yin and Yang converged, day and night without cease.

It was not until several days later that Yu Suzhen awakened; after further entanglement with Xiao Shiye, she ultimately chose to spare him, even saving his life.

From then on, the two formed an indissoluble bond.

Since that time, Xiao Shiye had been unable to forget Yu Suzhen.

Especially when occasionally seeing that cold fairy appear before the crowd, he could not help but recall the hidden fire beneath her cold exterior.

With his lower head controlling his upper head, Xiao Shiye's choice was obvious: he wanted to become stronger! Strong enough to stand before Yu Suzhen once again and openly form a Dao companion relationship with her!

Driven by this thought, Xiao Shiye came to the Merit Pool of the Holy Sect.

Since he was already at the bottom, no matter which way he went, it would be upward.

Let's gamble!

In a place invisible to mortals, Xiao Shiye's towering fortune, which soared straight to the clouds, burned wildly at this moment, yet it also elicited a response from the Merit Pool.

"This time I must win!"

"I've thrown in all my contribution points for this year; at least I should get a gold one, right?"

"If not gold, a purple one as a guarantee would be fine too..."

Under the intensely nervous, bloodshot gazes of numerous Holy Sect disciples, the Merit Pool announced its prize, and immediately, a beam of seven-colored light erupted!

"Jackpot! Jackpot!"

In an instant, the crowd boiled over.

Almost everyone's gaze instantly focused on Xiao Shiye, who was enveloped in the colorful light; the jealousy, anger, and killing intent in their eyes were hardly concealed.

Damn it, who is this!?

Xiao Shiye paid no heed to these gazes; instead, with a face full of excitement, he caught the colorful merit fish that landed in his hand, which affectionately rubbed against his palm.

With this, I can turn my fortunes around!

That cold and arrogant Fairy Suzhen will surely look at me differently from now on!

Sensing the envious and greedy gazes surrounding him, Xiao Shiye said nothing more; he swallowed the merit fish whole on the spot, slaughtered it, and began to consume and refine it.

The next second, silence fell over everything.

"..."

Every angry, jealous, and greedy Holy Sect disciple, including Xiao Shiye himself, ceased thinking; time seemed to have stopped.

A figure embodying the colors of heaven and earth quietly appeared.

It was none other than Daoist Hong Yun.

"It seems the bait I set this time has yielded a good harvest."

Daoist Hong Yun looked at Xiao Shiye and nodded in satisfaction; with the fortune filled by the colorful merit fish this time, his urgent troubles could be alleviated.

Thinking of this, he immediately intended to reclaim Xiao Shiye and extract his fortune.

However, he soon froze.

Because when he extended his spiritual sense into Xiao Shiye's body, he discovered that Xiao Shiye's interior was empty; his entire true qi, along with his vitality, had vanished into nothingness.

He was dead.

Where is the fish I caught? Where did such a big one go!

Daoist Hong Yun's smile froze on his face, his complexion turning iron-green at a visible speed as he looked at Xiao Shiye's corpse with a mixture of shock and fury.

The next second, Daoist Hong Yun calculated with his fingers, then laughed amidst extreme anger:

"What audacity!!!"

(End of Chapter)