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Chapter 110: With a Single Hand, Pluck the Stars!
Chapter 110: With a Single Hand, Pluck the Stars!
Lv Yang stood frozen for a moment, staring at the deeply respectful figures of Qin Tianhe and Xu Xin before him. He nearly blurted out the word "senior brother" but caught himself at the last second.
Clarifying his identity now would only create awkwardness.
As for being mistaken for a True Man, Lv Yang understood why. His current status rank was simply too high, naturally leading Qin Tianhe and Xu Xin to misjudge him. After all, he now possessed three supreme divine abilities—Sage Body Theft Cultivation Technique, Nine Metamorphosis Dragon Art, and more—placing his status rank on the verge of Foundation Building. To cultivators at the foot of the mountain, whether one stood at the summit or halfway up made little difference; both were equally unattainable heights.
A mistaken identity was only natural.
Without denying it, Lv Yang simply said, "I’ve come here by order to meet True Man Chongguang, but I’m unsure how to proceed. Might I ask the two of you for guidance?"
Qin Tianhe and Xu Xin immediately looked flattered and anxious. In the Holy Sect, it was rare for a "True Man" to speak so courteously. They hurriedly replied, "If you’ve come by order, the Formation Art Spirit within Holy Flame Cliff will have records. Simply declare your purpose, and it will guide you."
"Thank you."
Nodding, Lv Yang summoned a streak of light and soared toward Holy Flame Cliff, vanishing from their sight in moments.
"Which True Man is that?"
"Not sure."
Xu Xin and Qin Tianhe exchanged puzzled glances. Lv Yang’s unfamiliar face and unusually polite demeanor left them unsettled.
"Seems we’ve had good fortune today."
"Other True Men might have just resorted to soul-searching instead of asking."
"Who knows which battlefield he descended from? The Jiangxi Pure Land, the Jiangdong Dao Court, or the Jiangnan Sword Pavilion… all regions have been turbulent lately."
Their murmurs never reached Lv Yang. By now, he had already entered Holy Flame Cliff. As Qin Tianhe had said, the moment he stepped inside, streams of light converged, coalescing into a dazzling woman clad in radiant robes. She descended gracefully before him.
Lv Yang halted and bowed. "Disciple Lv Yang greets Senior Sister."
The woman paused, her eyes flickering with surprise before her expression cooled. "True Transmission Disciple Lv Yang, follow me. Do not wander."
Without waiting, she turned and walked away.
Lv Yang hurried after her, his mind churning:
So this is the Formation Art Spirit of Holy Flame Cliff. I’ve heard this place is where the True Sovereigns retreat into seclusion—the Formation Art here must be at least Third-Rank…
How advanced!
As a Seventh-Rank Formation Art Master, he couldn’t help but itch to dissect the Formation Art Spirit, to study its intricate structure. Yet he restrained himself.
Before long, the Formation Art Spirit led him to a grand hall at the cliff’s outermost edge. Radiant light flooded the chamber, illuminating the vast heavens.
Stepping inside, Lv Yang immediately spotted True Man Chongguang at the head of the hall. Hands clasped behind his back, the elder faced a sprawling map unfurled across the palace wall—its scale encompassed distant lands and overseas territories, every inch annotated in dense, meticulous script.
"Disciple Lv Yang pays respects to Master Chongguang."
Without hesitation, Lv Yang performed a full kowtow, then stood silently, awaiting acknowledgment.
A long silence passed before Chongguang finally turned. His eyes, blazing with white-hot intensity, swept over Lv Yang like a consuming flame.
Lv Yang met his gaze head-on, unflinching.
After a moment, Chongguang’s expression shifted subtly. "These supreme divine abilities of yours… were they all taught by Junior True Man Yinshan?"
"Indeed."
Lv Yang revealed nothing hidden—Corpse Liberation Art, Heavenly Silkworm Secret, Sage Body Theft Cultivation Technique—all his supreme abilities were openly displayed.
He could guarantee their origins were traceable. Every ability had been bestowed upon him after his promotion to True Transmission at Skull Mountain, then mastered during his return journey to the Holy Sect. No room for suspicion.
What? Too fast to believe?
Unfortunately, with a Foundation Building guardian’s status rank boosting me, cultivating supreme divine abilities is simply this effortless. Without that, I couldn’t begin to explain.
Chongguang’s gaze sharpened as he studied Lv Yang’s unshakable confidence. He’d already received reports from True Man Yinshan, and his recent karmic divination confirmed no anomalies. For a Refining Qi disciple, this was the limit of scrutiny—no matter how much noise he made, it wouldn’t disturb the Golden Core Sovereigns.
"You are… impressive", Chongguang said at last. "With your current cultivation, you could attempt Foundation Building with at least an 80% chance of success."
"But", he continued, voice firming, "I advise against rushing it. The Dao Contention War between the righteous and demonic sects is about to resume. Joining the fray and securing victory for the Holy Sect will benefit you greatly even after Foundation Building."
His tone was uncharacteristically warm.
Lv Yang recognized the unspoken: refusal wouldn’t incur wrath, but it would cost him merit. And without merit, advancement in the Holy Sect would stall.
"Disciple accepts the mission!" he declared without hesitation.
"Good!" Chongguang’s smile deepened. "From today, you are officially a True Transmission of the Holy Sect. Your generation bears the prefix Yuan. Having inherited the Wugui Sect’s lineage, your karmic sins are likely heavy. I shall bestow upon you the Dao name Tu (Slaughter). What say you to Yuan Tu?"
The implication was clear—a gesture of favor, even mentorship.
"Yuan Tu (Slaughter) thanks Master Chongguang!" Lv Yang bowed deeply.
Chongguang laughed heartily, beckoning him closer. "Come. When the Dao Contention War begins, this hall offers the finest vantage point."
"Vantage point?"
"Indeed. The True Sovereigns are about to establish the battlefield."
Though puzzled, Lv Yang obeyed, standing beside Chongguang. Moments later, a voice echoed:
"It begins!"
Simultaneously, Lv Yang looked upward.
The chamber’s ceiling transformed, becoming a vast mirror reflecting the heavens.
Before him stretched an endless sky.
The entire Holy Sect and its Sky-Connecting Sea of Clouds trembled. The clouds churned violently as a colossal Dharma Body slowly rose from the mist.
With a single step, it pierced thirty-six layers of heavenly winds, its halo rippling like mountainous waves. Hands clasped, the Holy Sect’s vast cloud sea seemed no more than a chessboard beneath its feet.
Its form expanded endlessly, merging with the horizon itself.
Sunlight and moonlight became its eyes, sweeping the world below with tranquil omnipotence.
Lv Yang could no longer discern its full shape—its being intertwined with the very fabric of the world around him, an indescribable awe overwhelming his senses.
Mountains as limbs, heavens as head!
Rivers as veins, sun and moon as eyes!
Then, two more titanic forms rose in the distant horizon—one ever-smiling, embodying compassion; the other robed in imperial grandeur, dragons and phoenixes bowing in its wake.
Three Dharma Bodies, each spanning thousands of miles, interlocked their hands, sealing the land’s vital veins within a vast circle.
"Golden Core Sovereigns… these are the True Sovereigns!?"
Eyes wide, tears nearly spilling from the strain of sight, Lv Yang barely discerned the Sovereigns’ movements as they raised their hands.
Three palms turned skyward, locking onto a radiant star above.
They closed.
In an instant, the star was seized, dragged down, and hurled toward the earth in a cataclysmic descent!
With a single hand… they plucked the stars!
(End of Chapter)
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