Chapter 694: Don't Assume You're the Only One Who Can Use Lunar Energy

This time he will travel thousands of li from the county seat to Kumu Guan, coming for Wang Ping'an.

Although his encounter with Wang Ping'an was only a one‑sided meeting, his keen eyesight still easily discerns Wang Ping'an's unusual traits.

It is very likely the Primordial Sword Body of legend, which could fetch a good price.

He is old, yet he has not given up cultivation; he firmly believes he can have a bright future, perhaps even achieve immortal ascension.

Whether he serves as an Imperial Attendant at the Junshoufu or takes the county magistrate's son as a disciple, he merely seeks to leverage the Junshoufu's power to gather the cultivation resources he needs, not truly intending to become that son's master.

Even if Wang Ping'an's talent is superb and he possesses the Primordial Sword Body of rumor, it has nothing to do with him; he never considered taking Wang Ping'an as a disciple and teaching his own skills to an outsider.

Moreover, he is no Sword Cultivator and does not expect his own disciple, however extraordinary, to lend him a hand.

When one attains the Dao, even his chickens and dogs ascend to heaven!

He believes that relying on a mountain will cause it to collapse, relying on people will see them leave; everything must depend on oneself.

Of course.

If Wang Ping'an truly has the Primordial Sword Body, then it can indeed be considered related to him; he could resell Wang Ping'an to a genuine Sword Cultivator.

He would be that legendary unparalleled master whose great limit is near, with no hope of ascension, precisely a master lacking a successor.

That would allow him to fetch a good price and obtain unimaginable cultivation resources.

Moreover.

This matter, whether for Wang Ping'an or for the Wang Family Members, is not a bad thing.

It could help Wang Ping'an find an unparalleled master as a teacher, inherit the family's mantle, and later, not to mention, run rampant within Daxia.

Even ascension becomes possible; it is truly a win‑win in the genuine sense.

Whether Wang Ping'an or the Wang Family Members, they should thank him.

Otherwise.

How could his mind possibly be clouded to use the spell—Starlight Positioning—on Wang Ping'an? One must know that both cultivation and employing this spell have extremely stringent requirements.

It is not something one can use casually; the burden on him is unusually heavy, and after using this spell on Wang Ping'an, he had to recuperate for a long period.

Otherwise.

He wouldn't have come at this moment otherwise.

How could he know.

In a remote, impoverished place like Xiang Xian, only someone with keen eyesight could spot at a glance that Wang Ping'an is a Primordial Sword Body, though it's uncertain whether anyone has actually noticed.

The spell he implanted into Wang Ping'an's body—Starlight Positioning—whether by accident or intention, brought Wang Ping'an into the Taoist temple to reside, nullifying his scheme. He could not, under the cover of a dark, silent night, quietly abduct the child Wang Ping'an.

"No, it's not that a remote, impoverished place like Xiang Xian still has people with keen eyesight!"

Luo Lekang stared coldly; within his Tianlang formation there was no hint of fear, but using the surrounding spiritual energy he formed one Flying Sword after another of Paper Persons, his face full of barely concealed anger, and he said in an unfriendly tone:

"Perhaps this damned thing discovered that the child is likely the Primordial Sword Body of legend, which is why it appeared in a remote, impoverished place like Xiang Xian!"

His pursuit of the Paper Person—more precisely, the as‑yet‑unrevealed hatred of Wang Ping'an—was not only because Wang Ping'an chased him, but also because Wang Ping'an's strike nullified his scheme, preventing him from using Wang Ping'an to obtain the cultivation resources he desired from a master.

Cultivation resources to breakthrough to the Divided Spirit Stage—no, to breakthrough to the Void‑Empty Stage!

A child with a Primordial Sword Body is enough to fetch a good price; if he cannot, it would be short‑sightedness or his own limitations, unable to recognize powerful figures and maximize the profit from a Primordial Sword Body child.

His current cultivation is only at the early Golden Core Stage; let alone the Nascent Soul Stage, even the late Golden Core Stage is far beyond his reach.

First, his talent is limited; second, his cultivation resources are constrained. Not to mention the Divided Spirit Stage and even the Void‑Empty Stage beyond the Nascent Soul Stage, realms he only ever imagined. Now, after finally achieving them thanks to a Primordial Sword Body child, they are ruined—how could he not be angry?

He already harbors the intent to kill Wang Ping'an!

"What is this?"

Luo Lekang coldly watched the Paper Person that Wang Ping'an controlled within the Tianlang formation, observing the Flying Swords he shaped, his face full of contempt, not rushing to command the formation; instead he wanted to see how this scum that ruined his scheme would struggle in death.

He wanted to know himself and his opponent, then act later, find the true form of this scum, so that such a dying struggle would no longer have any effect.

He never expected.

This novel, you have reached.

A column of light descended from the bright moon in the sky, enveloping the area around the Paper Person controlled by Wang Ping'an; on each Flying Sword, even without employing the Dharma Eye, one could clearly feel that the column contained pure lunar energy seeping into each Flying Sword.

One could clearly sense the Flying Swords around the Paper Person strengthening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Luo Lekang never imagined that Wang Ping'an possessed such a method; after pondering for a long time he still could not understand what this technique was, his mind no longer playing the cat‑and‑mouse game. Although he had great confidence in his own formation, witnessing this bizarre scene stirred a hint of doubt in his heart.

"You have methods I don't know; does that mean I don't have any methods you don't know?"

Luo Lekang let out a cold snort, suppressing the panic in his heart, daring not to hesitate any longer, hurriedly commanded the Tianlang formation, drawing the wandering spiritual energy around in a swarm; simultaneously, the Tianlang formation diagram appeared in the sky, its base buried nearby, emitting bursts of pure energy that merged with the diagram, suddenly forming a ferocious, demonic Tianlang that howled at the moon.

The alluring bright moon cast a column of light that enveloped the area around this Tianlang, lunar energy permeating it and causing the Tianlang's aura to surge dramatically.

"You have strange methods that can use lunar energy; does that mean I don't have any?"

Luo Lekang let out a cold laugh, and after the Tianlang finished absorbing the lunar energy, he hurriedly commanded it to lunge claw‑first at the Paper Person.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"

The next moment, the Paper Person controlled by Wang Ping'an, surrounded by Flying Swords, also completed absorbing the lunar energy, forming one lunar imprint after another on the blade surfaces. Seeing the massive Tianlang lunge forward, they showed no fear, likewise employing the Sword‑Guiding Technique to control the Flying Swords from all directions, striking the Tianlang.

In an instant, one muffled clash after another rang out—the massive Tianlang colliding with the Flying Swords—its battle aftershocks raising wave after wave of fierce gusts.

(End of Chapter)