Chapter 93: Do I Not Look Like a Good Person?

"Hmph!"

Upon re-entering the Yanmodian, Senior Senior Butian's expression grew increasingly ugly, his body of earth and stone constantly shedding gravel and sand as if it would collapse within the next second.

"Forcing me to this!"

Senior Senior Butian exhaled deeply, swallowing down numerous emotions, causing the "Yin-Yang Great Dao Diagram" manifested in the air by borrowing qi to retreat back into his眉心 (meixin - between the eyebrows).

The next second, he opened and closed his lips, exhaling like thunder:

"Geng Metal is the Great White of the heavens, carrying killing intent yet robust. Robustness gaining water makes the qi flow clear; robustness gaining fire makes the qi pure and sharp—this is called Shangzhang!"

The heavenly voice was loud and clear, instantly shaking the universe; Lu Yang looked up at the sky, his eyes filled with vast golden light, brilliant and fierce, too intense to gaze upon directly. Only by probing with spiritual sense could he faintly perceive a fierce tiger, white throughout, mighty and majestic, sitting atop a mountain and perched on a ridge, staring straight at him.

"Roar!"

A single tiger's roar sent rolling wind and sand falling from the sky, invisible and formless yet weighing over ten thousand jin, as if hundreds of millions of blades had instantly slashed down upon the Yanmodian!

Outside Skeleton Mountain, Daoist Hong Yun raised an eyebrow upon seeing this:

"It's actually the Zuoshanjun; did he cultivate Shangzhang at the Cheng Tian Gang position?"

"That old monster Chen Taihe must truly be pushed to the extreme; he hid for so many years unwilling to reveal his Dao path, yet finally accidentally exposed his hand!"

Only after a cultivator establishes their Foundation do they truly enter the Dao; thereafter lies the long road to proving the Golden Core fruit. However, the heavens have a limit, and so do the fruit positions; every Golden Core fruit position is unique, and the 'Dao path' leading to it is the same. Once leaked, others can immediately deduce it.

Therefore, for a cultivator, one's own Dao path is top secret.

Otherwise, if known by others, they can make targeted arrangements to obstruct your Dao path; worse still, if a True Person already occupies the fruit position your Dao path points to...

The Witch-Ghost Sect serves as a cautionary tale.

On the other hand, the 'Dao path' itself is a deadly weapon for Foundation Establishment True Persons in combat, precisely because it is achieved by the True Person harvesting the Cheng Tian Gang and Disha.

Heaven is the Stem, Earth is the Branch.

Where the Branch and Stem intersect lies the true fruit of the Golden Core.

To form a 'Dao path', one must harvest ten Cheng Tian Gang and twelve Disha, taking Yin and Yang from each, totaling four great medicinal ingredients.

Obtaining one of the four medicines marks the Mid Stage of Foundation Establishment; obtaining three marks the Late Stage; possessing all four signifies the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, where the Great Dao is complete and one may seek the Golden Core fruit.

"The Zuoshanjun belongs to Shangzhang among the ten Cheng Tian Gang, and a Dao path beginning with Shangzhang... it seems Chen Taihe intends to prove one of these six fruits: Lubangtu, Chaiguanjin, Songbaimu, Shiliumu, Bailajin, or Bishangtu!"

Daoist Hong Yun's gaze burned brightly as he silently calculated in his heart.

Just then, a wave of moist water vapor suddenly arose between heaven and earth, accompanied by the sound of surging waves, finally transforming into a red mermaid.

It possessed a human face and a voice like mandarin ducks; with a flick of its tail in mid-air, it turned the void into ocean waves that crashed violently against the Yanmodian, causing the entire structure to shake violently, nearly disintegrating, while the Yin soldiers and ghost generals guarding it scattered in large numbers.

"It's the Chichulin!"

Seeing this, Daoist Hong Yun immediately drew a conclusion: "Shen Metal is robust, meeting the monthly branch; water and earth find longevity in this palace. Is he seeking Tuntan at the Disha position?"

"Shangzhang, Tuntan; he aims for the position of Shiliumu!"

Boom!

At that moment, a loud crash echoed as Senior Senior Butian finally broke through the Yanmodian again, riding the red fish with a human face and instantly vanishing from the spot.

Yet at this moment, his expression had turned iron-blue to the extreme.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Although he aimed for Shiliumu, he had always hidden it well, revealing no details to avoid being discovered by those True Persons who had chosen the same Dao path as him.

But now everything was exposed; from this day forward, every cultivator under heaven seeking Shiliumu would view him as a thorn in their eye and a splinter in their flesh. If they were merely one step ahead on the Dao path, it would be one thing, but the greatest fear is if they are also at the Mid Stage of Foundation Establishment like him; that would truly make them enemies locked in a fight to the death.

Thinking of this, killing intent surged wildly in Senior Senior Butian's heart.

Meanwhile, Lu Yang also revealed his figure, sighing helplessly: "Feigning Foundation Establishment still falls a bit short compared to a real Foundation Establishment."

Beyond that, the gap between Foundation Establishment experts also startled Lu Yang somewhat.

After all, he was facing Senior Senior Butian, whose strength was less than one-tenth of its original due to Golden Core sword qi, in his own peak condition; describing it as beating a drowning dog would not be an exaggeration.

Even so, he still hadn't killed the opponent.

He had thought the situation settled, yet the Zuoshanjun and Chichulin suddenly displayed by Senior Senior Butian had greatly opened Lu Yang's eyes.

"However, I cannot just let him escape like this."

With a thought, Lu Yang caused the shattered Yanmodian to expand once more, its gates opening and closing, ready to capture the fleeing Senior Senior Butian back.

This was the wonder of the Yanmodian.

Within the eight hundred li of Skeleton Mountain, no soul could escape its grasp; if Senior Senior Butian still had a physical body, capturing him might involve much trouble.

But with only a soul remaining?

One grab, one catch!

Boom!

The sound of the gates opening and closing rang out like thunder exploding, rolling through the sky. Seeing this, Senior Senior Butian immediately turned back, an indescribable look of humiliation appearing on his face.

The next second, he did not hesitate, joining two fingers and slashing downward.

Chi-la—!

A sharp explosive sound rang out from Senior Senior Butian's soul, and then, amidst flying fire and flowing lightning, Senior Senior Butian's soul actually split in two!

Seeing this, Lu Yang paused: "Is this... the Cutting Thought to See My Heavenly Silkworm Secret Art?"

But come to think of it, the Cutting Thought to See My Heavenly Silkworm Secret Art was a great divine ability mastered by Chen Chen Xinan, so it was only normal for his father, Senior Senior Butian, to know it as well.

After splitting in two, one part of Senior Senior Butian threw himself recklessly toward the Yanmodian, using his body as a shield to block Lu Yang's pursuit, while his true body rode the human-faced great fish formed by the Chichulin, flashing several times before escaping beyond the boundaries of the eight hundred li Skeleton Mountain.

"Cutting off the tail to save life? So decisive; truly a True Person of the Sheng Sect."

Lu Yang frowned slightly but did not hesitate in his actions, circulating the Yanmodian to suppress directly downward, gladly accepting that portion of Senior Senior Butian's divided spirit which had thrown itself into the trap.

Immediately after, he stored it within the Myriad Souls Banner.

Refine it instantly!

"Puh!"

The next second, Senior Senior Butian, having just escaped with his life and intending to cast a spell to recall his divided spirit, suddenly spat out a mouthful of soul essence, turning back to glare with venomous hatred.

Lu Yang, however, paid it no mind, then returned to the main seat of the Yanmodian. Forming a hand seal with one hand, he immediately activated the earth veins of the eight hundred li Skeleton Mountain to roll forth surging Yin qi, pouring down like sweet rain. Wherever it passed, the scars on the Yanmodian vanished; it seemed that within a few months at most, it would be restored to its original perfection!

This was another advantage of the Yanmodian.

Because feigned Foundation Establishment was based on the earth veins of Skeleton Mountain, nourished by these veins, the speed of recovery from injuries was much faster than for ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Compared to him, Senior Senior Butian was miserable.

First his physical body was destroyed, then he fought a fierce battle with Lu Yang, damaging his Dao foundation and splitting his soul; without three or forty years, it was impossible for him to recover.

"Senior Senior Butian is, after all, a True Person of the Sheng Sect; killing him outright wouldn't benefit me either. Inflicting heavy injuries and that previous finger strike shall count as collecting some interest."

Wait until I truly break through to Foundation Establishment, then I will settle the entire account with him!

Thinking thus, Lu Yang calmed down, leaning against the Yanmodian as he watched Senior Senior Butian and Daoist Hong Yun outside Skeleton Mountain with a cold gaze.

However, he soon noticed that Daoist Hong Yun's expression was somewhat off.

His expression was grave, looking up at the sky, completely lacking the calm composure Lu Yang had seen before; as his brows relaxed, they even revealed intense hatred.

Someone is coming?

The next second, Lu Yang saw a mass of rosy light rolling through the sky from the horizon, illuminating colorful clouds wherever it passed, revealing a heroic man clad in armor and holding weapons.

The man's features were not particularly handsome, yet he possessed a certain dignity; his brows flew upward, and though he appeared middle-aged, he carried the sharp vigor of a youth. A mysterious light shot up from the crown of his head; it was actually the manifestation of his 'Dao path', completely unhidden, with the four great medicinal ingredients within the mysterious light clearly visible.

"Master Chongguang...!!!"

Daoist Hong Yun gritted his teeth; this man was his greatest rival within the Sheng Sect, precisely because the Fu Fu Deng Huo he sought to prove had once been Hong Yun's own fruit position.

The hatred of competing for the Dao is irreconcilable under the same sky!

Yet what angered him even more was that times had changed; he had long since fallen from his fruit position, and in a real fight, he was actually no match for this junior before him.

"... mph!"

With a cold snort, Daoist Hong Yun vanished directly from the spot, obviously unwilling to see the other, while the heroic man in the sky similarly ignored him completely.

His gaze dropped, first sweeping over the wretched Senior Senior Butian, before finally turning to Lu Yang, revealing a slight smile of satisfaction.

The next second, a voice rang out in Lu Yang's ears:

"May I ask, fellow Daoist, which True Person of our Sheng Sect has returned via reincarnation?"

Lu Yang: "..."

Wait, why does everyone think I'm a disciple of the Sheng Sect?

Do I not look like a good person?

(End of Chapter)