Chapter 692: The Plan to Lure the Tiger from the Mountain?

"Is that him?"

Wang Ping'an, through the Paper Person, activated the skill Dharma Eye, clearly seeing a distant silhouette flying toward his Kumu Guan, and a hint of surprise involuntarily showed on his face.

The other party, even if not just the face but the whole body, was shrouded in magical aura, easily blending into the night; if it weren't for his powerful Dharma Eye—being at the Cultivation stage—he truly couldn't discern who the distant figure flying toward Kumu Guan was. It turned out to be the person his family had once met when they returned from his uncle's place.

It was the Imperial Attendant Luo Lekang of the Junshoufu who helped him acquire the skill Starlight Positioning!

Only after seeing Luo Lekang's appearance did he understand why a lunar glow radiated from his body; this was not the oddity of his current Cultivation-level Yin Moon Scripture, but rather that the Imperial Attendant Luo Lekang had employed the Starlight Positioning he had implanted inside him.

"I thought you'd come after a while, didn't expect you to arrive so quickly!"

Wang Ping'an let out a cold snort; Luo Lekang's appearance outside Kumu Guan hadn't surprised him at all. Since Luo Lekang had stealthily cast a spell—Starlight Positioning—inside his body, he had already noticed that this damn thing probably harbored thoughts it shouldn't have toward him.

Otherwise.

He would never have implanted that Starlight Positioning spell inside himself, no matter what.

Just from the name Starlight Positioning, he knew what kind of spell it was. Moreover, not long ago outside his uncle's Mountain God Temple, he had used this very spell to deal with an Evil Cultivator who coveted his uncle's Mountain God position; the foe possessed a powerful evasion technique, yet he easily countered it with this spell.

"I didn't expect this Starlight Positioning spell to be more powerful than I imagined; the county town shouldn't be far from Xiang Xian, yet he still managed to locate it using this spell!"

At this point, Wang Ping'an paused, his face unable to hide his delight. Having broken the evasion technique of that Evil Cultivator who coveted his uncle's Mountain God post, he realized the spell's potency—but he hadn't anticipated, from Luo Lekang's display, that he had still underestimated this spell.

Later.

Wang Ping'an, through the Paper Person, looked up at the sky, watching Luo Lekang about to land at Kumu Guan's gate, and thought silently: "You good soul, I originally respected you for contributing the impressive Starlight Positioning skill, I didn't want to spar with you, but since you're courting death, I have no choice but to see you through!"

The next moment.

A rustic long sword materialized beside the Paper Person under Wang Ping'an's control, suddenly thrust forward like a ferocious dragon, claws outstretched, lunging at Luo Lekang.

"Bang!"

A deep thud sounded as a shield suddenly manifested before Luo Lekang; the rustic flying sword struck the shield, generating a massive impact that caused the shield to crack.

"What's happening?"

Luo Lekang's complexion changed drastically; he never expected that while flying discreetly—avoiding the flamboyant soaring of most cultivators by using a concealed flight spell—he would be assaulted by a flying sword. He hadn't even noticed anything amiss.

Fortunately.

Since he began cultivation, he has been highly vigilant, collecting defensive treasures one after another since before he even took a master; the defensive artifact of medium quality he now wears was hard-won.

Had it not been that medium-quality artifact, the sudden onslaught of the unknown flying sword would have sent him to the Yellow Springs. "Whoosh!", "Whoosh!", "Whoosh!"

Luo Lekang, suppressing his lingering fear, blasted a powerful spell, about to annihilate the incoming attack; if not for the barrier formed by his medium-quality artifact, the life‑threatening flying swords—one after another—from all directions would have struck him.

He broke through the spell Luo Lekang had unleashed, while it simultaneously surged toward him.

Luo Lekang kept firing spell after spell, entangling with the flying swords raining from all sides, while his gaze scanned the surroundings, trying to spot his attacker; to his disappointment, after a long look, he saw not a single phantom, let alone the assailant.

Of course.

It could also be that he couldn't concentrate fully on locating his attacker, having to split his energy to grapple with sword after sword.

What shocked him was that the endless stream of flying swords before him was extremely hard to deal with; despite blasting spell after spell to destroy sword after sword, the blades kept coming like an endless tide from all directions, repeatedly shattering the barrier that enveloped him.

"Is it the master of this Taoist temple?"

After clearing sword after sword, Luo Lekang's gaze fell on a nearby Taoist temple; his expression hardened instantly. A peripheral glance caught the glittering spot inside the temple—his target this time—but most of his attention remained on the barrage of swords before him, his mind flooded with countless thoughts as he cursed:

"Did the Starlight Positioning I implanted in that child get noticed by the Taoist priests of this temple, leading them to bring the child here? Or perhaps the child was lucky, staying with them today, and this temple just happens to have a powerful cultivator?"

After pondering for a long time, Luo Lekang still couldn't figure out the situation and grew too lazy to think further.

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"Bang!"

Luo Lekang unleashed another spell, destroying sword after sword shooting from all directions; a flash of resentment flickered in his eyes as he said:

"As the saying goes: one can be a thief for a thousand days, but there is no logic in defending against thieves for a thousand days; if you can dodge for a moment, I don't believe you can dodge forever!"

After speaking, Luo Lekang cleared another wave of swords, turned, employed a powerful flight technique, became a fleeting afterimage, and sped away.

"Trying to run?"

Wang Ping'an, through the Paper Person, watched Luo Lekang's departing silhouette, let out a cold snort, and pursued him.

"What's going on?"

Still in cultivation, recovering his body, Xuanqing Daozhang quickly noticed the battle beside Kumu Guan. Before he could discern who was fighting, two streaks of Flowing Light flashed by—clearly the two combatants outside Kumu Guan—who left one after the other, intending to stand up and watch the commotion.

Accurately speaking, it was to see who was bold enough to fight outside Kumu Guan.

Xuanqing Daozhang suddenly had a flash of insight, halted his movement, and said, "No, it might be a plan to lure the tiger from the mountain!"

(End of Chapter)