âAnnoying.â
Before LĂŒ Yang finished speaking, Guang Ming, who had been crying moments ago, suddenly fell silent, kneeling on the ground without daring to lift his head, feeling as if he had fallen into an icy abyss.
However, LĂŒ Yang remained gentle, personally reaching out to help him up.
âHow have you been in the Pure Land?â
âThank you for your concern, True Person.â
Guang Ming was drenched in sweat, swallowing hard, and stammered, âThanks to True Personâs mercy for sparing my life, this little monk has been doing fairly well in the Pure Land.â
âOh?â LĂŒ Yang raised an eyebrow. âDid you gain any benefits?â
âNo! No!â
Guang Ming frantically shook his head and hurriedly said, âI was merely promoted by Master to the position of chief disciple of the ăFulong Templeă, nothing more than that.â
âI see.â LĂŒ Yang nodded in satisfaction. âVery good, very good.â
Only then did he finally get to the point. âTo tell you the truth, I have a small matter that requires your assistance. Would Daoist Guang Ming be willing to lend me a hand?â
Of course not!
Guang Ming felt a chill in his heart, but on the surface, he showed an eager expression. âTo brave fire and water for True Person is a blessing I have cultivated over eight lifetimes!â
Hearing this, LĂŒ Yangâs smile grew even more kind as he said warmly, âDonât worry, itâs just a small matter. I currently have a promising talent under my command, named Zhao Xuhe, who, like me, cultivates the Nine Transforming Dragon Art and has long since perfected his Qi Refining stage. Recently, heâs preparing to break through to Foundation Establishment.â
âAt that time, I will personally act to shield him.â
LĂŒ Yang spoke casually, but Guang Ming was terrified, quickly patting his chest and promising, âPlease rest assured, True Person, this little monk will keep this matter absolutely secret!â
âKeep it secret?â
LĂŒ Yang shook his head with a smile. âDo I need you to keep it secret? Wouldnât it be easier for me to just kill you? What I need is for you to tell Fulong about this!â
âHuh?â
Guang Ming gaped, even more confused.
But LĂŒ Yang paid no mind and continued, âThis doesnât really count as betrayal. You could even say it helps you earn merit, so thereâs no need to be too concerned.â
Though he said so, Guang Ming quickly realized the truth.
âNo, this is a trap!â
âHeâs deliberately using a cultivator of the Nine Transforming Dragon Art breaking through to Foundation Establishment to lure my master. This demon wants to harm my master!â
For a moment, Guang Ming couldnât help but swallow nervously.
Currently, he was the chief disciple of the ăFulong Templeă, with Fulong Arhat above him and no further path to advance. But if Fulong Arhat died, it would be a different story.
Thinking of this, Guang Ming immediately lowered his voice and hoarsely said,
âBut... that is my master!â
âThe master who introduced me to the Dao, whom I regard as a father!â
Faced with Guang Mingâs wail, LĂŒ Yang nodded understandingly. âRest assured, I have it all planned. I guarantee this time he will die without leaving a corpse.â
âOne word is enough!â
Guang Ming agreed without hesitation, and only then did LĂŒ Yang leave gracefully.
After LĂŒ Yang left, Guang Ming collapsed to the ground, sweating profusely while his trembling hands pulled out a stick of Awakening Incense from his robe.
Pa!
The Awakening Incense was lit, and as the fragrant smoke curled up, Guang Mingâs expression gradually calmed down.
After an unknown period of time, he suddenly opened his eyes.
But this time, it was completely different.
âHeh heh.â
Though Guang Mingâs appearance remained unchanged, his brows relaxed, his gaze sharp, and his entire demeanor had undergone a drastic transformation.
âIn the end, these ignorant juniors do not understand the marvels of my Pure Land.â
âOf all the cultivators in the world, the ones least afraid of being turned traitor are us from the Pure Land. After all, when you cultivate yourself into ăthe selfă, how could ăthe selfă betray itself?â
He had deliberately brought Guang Ming here to serve as bait!
âZhao Xuhe wants to lure me out and ambush me? Since thatâs the case, I might as well turn the trick against them and let them suffer for their scheme!â
Thinking of this, Fulong Arhat stroked Guang Mingâs body again, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.
âThough somewhat clever, heâs still greedy and cowardly, actually thinking of betraying me... so be it, Iâll keep him alive for now to deceive that LĂŒ Yang, lest he senses something amiss. Iâll deal with him after this is over.â
In the next moment, Fulong Arhat withdrew his consciousness.
A while later, Guang Ming opened his eyes in a daze, but without paying attention to anything else, he immediately looked toward the Awakening Incense beside him.
In an instant, Guang Mingâs teeth chattered uncontrollably.
âHeâs been here!â
This stick of Awakening Incense was specially crafted by him, containing hidden mysteries. Its flame was connected to his spiritual sense, leaving an obvious mark in his mind.
This mark was extremely fragile and would be wiped clean the moment it was disturbed by an external spiritual sense.
Yet now, the mark was gone!
âNo mistake, it must have been Master who came. I just canât remember it, didnât know, and couldnât sense it... he already knows LĂŒ Yang approached me!â
Guang Ming let out a long breath, gradually calming down after a long while.
âHe knows... thatâs good!â
âAt least this way, I am still of use to Master, and he wonât kill me for the time being. As for LĂŒ Yang, I am also of use to him, so he probably wonât kill me either...â
At this thought, Guang Ming suddenly felt a deep sense of helplessness.
Back when LĂŒ Yang approached him, Guang Ming had wailed precisely because he realized he had become a chess piece manipulated by two True Persons.
If he sided with LĂŒ Yang, his master would kill him.
If he didnât side with LĂŒ Yang, LĂŒ Yang would kill him.
âAt this point, I have outwardly sided with LĂŒ Yang, but secretly I am still my masterâs puppet. Yet, in that conversation earlier, I actually hinted at LĂŒ Yang...â
He had said: that was his master!
As a master, how could he not have means to control his disciple?
As long as LĂŒ Yang could pick up on his hidden meaning, he would understand Guang Mingâs true stance.
Only in this way could he avoid offending both sides and perhaps find a way to survive.
At this moment, LĂŒ Yang had already tossed Guang Ming to the back of his mind.
Because no matter what Guang Ming thought, it didnât matter to him. It was meaningless. All he needed was for Guang Ming to pass the information about Zhao Xuhe.
Immediately afterward, LĂŒ Yang stealthily entered a quiet chamber in the Skull Mountain Market.
He pushed open the door and walked in.
Inside the quiet chamber, Zhao Xuhe was in closed-door cultivation, completely unaware of LĂŒ Yangâs arrival. LĂŒ Yang extended a finger and pressed it to his forehead.
âSorry, Senior Brother Zhao, this will be the last time.â
As his words fell, a stream of yellow light merged into Zhao Xuheâs body, making Zhao Xuhe feel an unparalleled sense of ease, as if he were resonating with the entire Skull Mountain.
LĂŒ Yang watched with a satisfied smile.
Just now, he had personally transferred the most crucial inheritance of the Witch Ghost Path, the control of the eight-hundred-li Skull Mountainâs earth veins, to Zhao Xuhe without reservation!
In the next instant, a divine light glowed at LĂŒ Yangâs fingertip.
ăSever Suspicionă!
The web of causality trembled as an invisible thought entered Zhao Xuheâs sea of consciousness, carrying a simple message: whoever blocked his Foundation Establishment, he would fight to the death.
Even at the cost of mutual destruction!
Under the influence of ăSever Suspicionă, if Zhao Xuhe encountered obstruction in his Foundation Establishment with no way to retreat, he would decisively unleash his most powerful move.
ââSelf-detonate the earth veins!
In an instant, LĂŒ Yang felt a surge of intense danger.
This was heaven and earth reacting, silently issuing him a warning.
If Zhao Xuhe really self-detonated the earth veins, LĂŒ Yang would inevitably be caught up in the resulting karma.
At this thought, the divine light on LĂŒ Yangâs fingertip suddenly shifted.
ăSever Connectionă!
Activating his innate divine ability, LĂŒ Yang instantly severed all ties with the earth veins of Skull Mountain, forever freeing himself from any related karma, leaving everything to Zhao Xuhe.
What Zhao Xuhe did had nothing to do with me.
The divine brilliance enveloped LĂŒ Yang like armor, cleansing him of all karma.
Soon, that sense of being heavily targeted by heaven and earth vanished.
Only then did LĂŒ Yang smile in satisfaction, withdrawing his finger and looking at Zhao Xuhe, who remained in closed-door cultivation.
Senior Brother Zhao, go without worry.
In the next life, I will treat you well!