Chapter 166: Meeting Jiufang Again

Lu Ren did not yet know what had happened outside the Secret Realm.

However.

Given his personality.

Even if he did know, he likely would not take it to heart.

Perhaps he would only be slightly surprised.

He traveled rapidly through the Secret Realm, flying through the air, and the places he passed were rarely trodden by others.

There was no other reason.

In the Lingya Secret Realm, there were things that interfered with a cultivator's divine sense to varying degrees, making it impossible for most cultivators to easily find a clear, direct path.

Furthermore, a large portion of the cultivators had all been tricked by Qin Yuan into that Immortal Ruins.

They were likely in the midst of a fierce battle inside right now.

As for the people outside...

They were either noble families or sects that had long since joined forces to act, or they were rogue cultivators.

But Lu Ren knew very well that a Child of Luck always held an extremely strong attraction for another Child of Luck; the Immortal Ruins were likely swarming with Children of Luck by now.

But this suited his intentions perfectly.

Lu Ren was urgently looking forward to what awaited him in the direction he was traveling, and he had already made up his mind that as soon as he obtained the treasure at the end of this path, he would immediately enter the Immortal Ruins to compete for the inheritance as well.

Even if the item was of no great use to him, he could take it back and bestow it upon the members of the Lu Family.

The Taotie was no different.

How could a master capable of contracting a Taotie like that be someone who would let go upon seeing external objects? But he did not know that another surprise was waiting for him in the place he intended to go.

……

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Dressed in an extremely flamboyant red monk's robe, with six incense burn marks on his head, he slowly turned a string of red sandalwood prayer beads in his hand; he was born with a face like jade, a refined and elegant gentleman.

The Buddha Son himself was nothing more than this.

Many of the surrounding cultivators all looked over with somewhat strange expressions.

Their gazes were unclear.

But they all contained, to some extent, a measure of wariness.

There was no other reason.

If anyone else had seen this monk, who looked like a Buddha Son descended to the world, and stepped forward to provoke him, only to be beaten to a pulp by the other party—and the other party looked as if it were effortless—they would be unable to help but feel wary.

They had formed an extremely strange, peaceful situation, but should there be the slightest disturbance, this bit of peace would be broken without mercy.

Every cultivator present knew this in their hearts.

But even so, they tried their best to maintain a facade of calm, until this red-clad monk, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened those eyes that were as bright as stars.

Once his eyes opened.

The impression he gave to others changed.

Originally, he felt like a pure Buddha Son who benefited all things without contention, but those eyes completely ruined all of that, making one unable to help but feel wary the moment they saw them, as if they were being stared at by a cold, venomous snake.

A trace of an evil smile played on his face as he scanned his surroundings; that greedy gaze, like a Taotie, made the people of the righteous path feel disgust, and even more so, wariness.

Another figure like Lu Ren...

This thought flashed through the minds of most people present.

However...

Some also felt extremely puzzled.

Such a person was born so well and possessed such great strength, so why had they never seen him on the Hero Ranking? Or perhaps he was a powerful expert unknown to them, but a monk acting in this manner should have been known long ago.

Truly strange... it left one baffled.

It was not until a young man sitting next to the red-clad monk suddenly moved and slowly opened his eyes that the red-clad monk withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the young man with some excitement.

His tone became much gentler: "How are you?"

The young man, who looked like a sword cultivator, shook his head gently with a complex look in his eyes.

He spoke: "I feel that the Heart Demon in my heart still exists; if I do not face it directly, I fear it will never disappear."

"However, I have managed to suppress it for now."

Upon hearing this, a flash of extremely sharp anger and resentment immediately crossed the red-clad monk's eyes.

He spoke in a somewhat sinister tone: "A fine Lu Ren; I haven't even had the chance to settle my previous accounts with him, and I didn't expect him to ambush you again, causing you to develop a Heart Demon. I will definitely settle this account with him in full, and make him spit out everything he ate that didn't belong to him!"

The surrounding cultivators had basically not heard the two of them speak much.

Now that they heard the two of them say this, the crowd secretly felt a bit shocked and exchanged glances.

Lu Ren?

This was actually an enemy of Lu Ren? One truly didn't know whether to call it sad or happy.

But if they were enemies of Lu Ren, then it was no big deal...

Lu Ren was extremely capable of attracting enemies.

But there really wasn't anyone who could get the better of him.

Under their exchange of glances, the young man suddenly clenched his fists in resentment and hammered the ground fiercely, his eyes almost bleeding.

"But I am not reconciled!"

He roared in a low voice.

"Even if I kill Lu Ren, so what? I actually developed a Heart Demon because of a person like him!"

"I am not reconciled!!"

The red-clad monk looked at the young man for a long time, a trace of bitterness and heartache flashing in his eyes.

He heaved a heavy sigh.

"If your father were still here... he certainly would not let you be like this."

Yet upon hearing him speak this way, a trace of discomfort flashed in the young man's eyes.

He spoke somewhat stiffly: "Uncle-Master Jiufang... let us still address each other as we have; furthermore, the father you speak of... I have never even met, nor do I know who he is."

Jiufang!! This monk in red was actually Jiufang!

He had actually come to Dongzhou! And he had entered the Secret Realm without a sound! But...

The Jiufang who had originally appeared sinister and violent now had very gentle eyes when facing this young man; he sighed softly: "Tian'ao, I know you cannot adapt, but you will eventually recognize clearly that you are my senior brother's child."

Tian'ao!

Another old acquaintance! Long Tian'ao! Seeing that he had caught up to the Secret Realm this time and successfully entered it, I do not know if it is a bad thing or a good thing.

Long Tian'ao pressed his lips together tightly and said nothing.

Furthermore, he did not know where he should begin.

After leaving the temple, he knew he had been a bit rash, but in order to wash away his humiliation, he had still stubbornly charged into the Secret Realm.

Since he possessed such an opportunity, he naturally was able to enter.

Yet he had not expected that shortly after entering the Secret Realm, he would be intercepted by a monk in red; the moment that monk in red saw him, he was wild with joy, even sniffing all over him.

Long Tian'ao had almost thought he had encountered a pervert! But he had not expected... that the monk in red claimed to be Jiufang, came from another province, and kept insisting that...

He was the bloodline his senior brother had left behind in this mortal world! (End of chapter)