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Chapter 137: Su Nu Bears Hardships—Let Her Bear More
Chapter 137: Su Nu Bears Hardships—Let Her Bear More
The news brought by True Man Yinshan was clear: disciples of the Holy Sect had annihilated the Divine Martial Gate. This was obviously another generous move by the reclusive Chongguang Zhenren, who was pouring resources into elevating Yinshan’s status. Lv Yang naturally accepted this with a smile.
The Divine Martial Gate, as a great sect of the Northern Borderlands, possessed ample Karmic Merit Fortune—something many coveted. It was no easy feat for Chongguang Zhenren to secure this opportunity, for it directly impacted Foundation Building cultivation.
Generally, the most critical step for a Foundation Building cultivator was to locate a Celestial Vanguard and a Terrestrial Sha, then fuse them with one’s Lifebound Divine Ability. However, these Vanguard and Sha were naturally formed by heaven and earth themselves.
How did one find them? Where?
To make matters worse, different cultivators required different combinations based on their Dao Foundation. Even if one found a suitable pair, they might still be incompatible, risking catastrophic rejection. Lv Yang himself had once acquired a Celestial Corpse Miasma—a Terrestrial Sha of the Zhi Xu classification—but it clashed with his Ten-Thousand-Chariot Dragon Sovereign Dao Foundation. Attempting to force fusion would have a 90% chance of explosion, and even success carried the risk of backfiring.
Thus, seeking a compatible Celestial Vanguard and Terrestrial Sha became the second great challenge for Foundation Building practitioners.
The solution, ironically, was simple: Karmic Merit Fortune. The greater one’s fortune, the smoother one’s path. The Chosen Ones could even have Vanguard and Sha gather before their eyes, as if served on a silver platter.
This was why great immortal families and sects thrived. Few Foundation Building practitioners remained lone cultivators; most established sects or clans to amass collective fortune. Prosperity bred divine favor, and with the right techniques, this fortune could be funneled into a single heir, increasing their chances of discovering Vanguard and Sha.
Of course, some lone cultivators did exist—usually those blessed with rare luck but lacking complete cultivation lineages. They often ended up joining major sects.
Take the former Coiling Dragon Cultivator, now the Subduing Dragon Arhat.
After seeing Yinshan off, Lv Yang reviewed his own assets. His Supreme Divine Abilities were limited to the Twelve Heavens’ Divine Malevolence Secret Demon Calamity Light. His Lifebound Divine Ability was already solidified, and he possessed Spirit Treasures including the Ultimate Heaven Instrument. Additionally, after thirty years of breeding, his Aetherophagous Beetle swarm had grown to 140 million—no small advantage.
“Still feels unstable,” he muttered, rubbing his temples. The Ultimate Heaven Instrument aided in divination but lacked direct combat power, making it incompatible with his Lifebound Divine Ability. His edge wasn’t enough. He needed to expand it.
If possible, he wished the Divine Martial Gate would collapse immediately.
“What other opportunities exist?” He wracked his brain until a thought struck him: Wait—I remember Chen Xin’an once mentioned a hidden treasure.
A secret vault on Gourd Island, deep within the Sky-Connecting Sea of Clouds. Back then, wary of Chen Xin’an’s motives, he’d ignored it. But now, before confronting the Divine Martial Gate, investigating it might yield unexpected gains. After all, as a True Man, probing a vault meant for Refining Qi cultivators would be a sure thing.
With that, he set off. Using the Ultimate Heaven Instrument to obscure his fate and divine the path, Lv Yang pinpointed Gourd Island’s location and arrived at an uninhabited region.
“This is it?” Halting his flight, he opened his Heaven-Piercing Eye. The Ultimate Heaven Instrument’s Treasure Light pierced the clouds, revealing a crimson island shaped like a fiery gourd—aptly named.
“What’s inside?” He performed a divination, only for his expression to harden. Nothing.
“I have the Ultimate Heaven Instrument, yet I can’t see through this?!” He focused his heavenly eye, but the island seemed utterly ordinary—deceivingly so.
“This place… isn’t normal.” His initial admiration turned to suspicion. “If even Refining Qi cultivators couldn’t enter, Chen Xin’an must’ve been trying to kill me!”
Yet he paused. Chen Xin’an was now his loyal banner-spirit, secretly serving the Heaven-Mending Peak Master. Holding grudges over past lives felt petty—he wasn’t that kind of person.
“I’ll blame the Heaven-Mending Peak Master instead!”
With a flick of his Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner, he summoned his guardian deity Su Nu and the Spirit Devouring Insect King. Gourd Island reeked of danger—better to test it with expendables. Su Nu could endure hardship, and the Insect King’s capabilities needed testing for future battles against Foundation Building experts.
“Go forth.”
He waved his sleeve, hurling Su Nu and the Insect King into the island.
Boom!
The island’s qi surged like collapsing mountains, but Su Nu—possessing Refining Qi Perfection—found it as trivial as a breeze. Yet if entry alone demanded such strength, what lay deeper?
“Move inward,” Lv Yang commanded.
Su Nu obeyed, scanning ahead with Divine Consciousness. As his guardian, Lv Yang shared her vision: bones littered the ground, stripped of flesh, surrounded by shattered robes and broken Spirit Treasures.
A battlefield?
They pressed on, reaching a valley glowing crimson with latent treasures.
“Aetherophagous Beetle, scout ahead,” Lv Yang ordered.
Su Nu stared grimly at the Insect King: “Report what you find. I’ll petition Master for your merits.”
Through their bond, Lv Yang sensed her thoughts: This valley reeks of danger. Better the bug dies first than compete for Master’s favor.
The Insect King hesitated, then shook its head: “Let my offspring enter first.”
Lv Yang caught its reasoning: I’ve survived this long—why risk death? Let the cannon fodder go first.
He sighed.
Why must they always dodge responsibility?
How can I enjoy peace if they won’t bear burdens?
They say ‘Close to Vermilion, one turns red,’ but after all this time, they’ve learned not a single virtue from me!
(End of Chapter)
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