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Chapter 114: Talent and Effort
Chapter 114: Talent and Effort
"One escaped."
The charred wasteland was pockmarked with craters, as if plowed by some monstrous force. Each crater held a mangled corpse.
Seventeen Buddhist Disciples had come. One fled.
The remaining sixteen were obliterated by Lv Yang's Nine Heavens Supreme Secret Demon Yin Thunder. The golden Buddhist light meant to counteract yin energy proved utterly useless.
But this was expected. "Countering" was always relative. Water might suppress fire under normal circumstances, but when flames spanned a thousand miles, what good was a single cup of water? The gap between Lv Yang and these disciples was even greater.
Guangming, the one who escaped, understood this all too well.
Now, thousands of miles away, in a forest sanctuary belonging to the Buddhist Disciples, Pure Land's current leader, Guanghai, sat in meditation.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Guanghai's eyes snapped open. A visible ripple of golden light erupted around him.
In the next instant, Guangming tumbled from the radiance, staggering to his knees.
The moment he landed, he scanned his surroundings wildly, only exhaling sharply when he confirmed the terrifying presence was gone.
"I escaped! I actually escaped!"
It was worth sacrificing all those Buddhist Disciples as shields while pretending to prepare a grand technique. In truth, he'd activated the "Soulbinding Talisman" to flee.
The Soulbinding Talisman was a Fruit-Rank Treasure held by Pure Land's disciples. It could teleport marked cultivators to the owner's location. Guangming had inverted its power through secret methods, instantly transporting himself to Guanghai's side.
"What happened?"
Guanghai frowned at Guangming's disheveled state. "Did you encounter a powerful enemy? How many? Where are the others who were with you?"
Guangming stiffened.
Should he tell the truth? Absolutely not. Did he want his senior brother to execute him for cowardice? No way. His brother would gladly use his head to appease the dead disciples' spirits!
No way. His brother would gladly use his head to appease the dead disciples' spirits.
Guangming's eyes flickered. Then, with a pained expression and trembling voice, he cried, "So many! Too many to count! The fiends had hidden forces ready. I fought desperately, slaying a few before escaping, but the others... they were all slaughtered!"
"What?!"
Before Guangming finished, Guanghai's expression darkened. The Primordial Sacred Sect's fiends had gathered too?
"We must eliminate them."
Guanghai summoned another saffron-robed disciple. "Guanghui, take the Dragon Assembly to eradicate these fiends."
Pure Land's disciples were divided into eight Bodhisattva Assemblies. The Dragon Assembly ranked second—Guanghai's most elite force.
Then he turned to Guangming. "Brother Guangming, you'll lead the way."
"Me?!"
Guangming's jaw tightened. His heart screamed no, but under Guanghai's gaze, he forced a smile.
"It'll be fine. This time, it'll be fine."
The Dragon Assembly numbered over a hundred cultivators. The weakest were Mid-Rank Refining Qi, and their leader, Guanghui, had mastered three great mantras. In a crisis, they could summon a Vajra Mahagaurava—a towering guardian nearly equal to a Foundation Building Realm Practitioner.
With such strength, how could they lose?
Even if the fiend was a Refining Qi cultivator, he couldn't kill them all before exhausting his energy!
Meanwhile, on the charred battlefield...
"True Monarch above. Foundation Building Realm cultivators can enter Jie Tian?"
Qin Tianhe stared at Lv Yang's back, still reeling from his misunderstanding.
To him, Lv Yang's power seemed indistinguishable from a Foundation Building Realm Practitioner.
But this only deepened his confusion.
Still, it didn't matter. As long as Lv Yang was on his Holy Sect's side, victory was assured!
Lv Yang, however, ignored Qin Tianhe's musings. His focus was on the sixteen Buddhist Disciple corpses littering the ground.
"Perhaps I can make use of these..."
He formed a seal, unfurling the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner. Instantly, thick white mist rose from the corpses.
The bodies dissolved into energy, their souls floating out to be absorbed by the banner. As the mist reformed, sixteen spectral figures knelt before Lv Yang.
"Hail, Master!"
Lv Yang nodded, his eyes gleaming. The banner's ranks were still sparse. This Dao Contention War might be the perfect opportunity!
A chance to fully refine the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner!
After all, Jiangdong and Jiangxi's Dao Court and Pure Land had gathered countless cultivators. These teeming masses were ripe for the taking!
"Fascinating."
Yanluo Patriarch materialized behind him, studying the spectral disciples. "I once modeled the Yanmo Hall after Jiangdong's Heavenly Hunt Dao. Now Jiangxi's techniques offer inspiration too. If you gather more Buddhist Disciples, I might refine the Yanmo Hall further."
"Oh?"
Lv Yang's eyes lit up. He recalled the Subduing Dragon Temple technique from his past life—the Subduing Dragon Arhat's Dao Foundation. Unlike ordinary Foundation Building, it resided within the World-Honored One's Pure Land, growing stronger with more disciples and worshippers.
If Yanluo Patriarch could adapt this into the Yanmo Hall, the banner's spectral army would elevate his power exponentially.
"Then I'll trouble you, Patriarch!"
Yanluo Patriarch sighed. "Strengthening the Yanmo Hall strengthens Wugui Sect's foundation. This is all I can do for now."
"Leave me in peace. I must meditate."
He glanced at the sixteen spirits. "A pity there are so few. Dozens more, and my insights would accelerate..."
With that, he vanished into the banner's pocket realm, taking the Buddhist Disciple spirits with him.
Lv Yang finally understood Yanluo Patriarch's true value.
Sending him to fight? How small-minded!
This was a technical genius—far surpassing the Mingdao Jade Scroll of his past life. Any cultivation mystery could be entrusted to him!
Clearly, with Yanluo Patriarch's prodigious talent and relentless effort, this life would surpass all limits.
One day, he might even say with pride: "My current realm? All thanks to innate talent and relentless effort!"
(End of Chapter)
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