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Chapter 146: I'll Blow Them Both Up Just the Same!
Chapter 146: I’ll Blow Them Both Up Just the Same!
“Heaven-Mending Peak Master.”
Lv Yang’s Third Eye flared with radiance from the Ultimate Heaven Instrument, illuminating the Karmic Causality web—and reflecting his face, alight with an indescribable flicker of delight.
“.Unexpected gains, huh?”
His original plan had been to turn Zhao Xuhe into a Karmic Merit bomb, luring the Subduing Dragon Arhat to his doom. To use such a one-time move—akin to the Golden Core Sword Qi—on the Arhat alone had felt wasteful. Yet now, the Arhat had brought the Heaven-Mending Peak Master himself to the party. Talk about perfect timing!
Just what I needed!
Lv Yang’s lips curled into a smirk. So what if they team up? Doesn’t matter—I’ll blow them both up just the same!
“Senior Brother Zhao, it’s up to you now.”
The next moment, he whispered incantations under Lifebound Divine Ability’s glow. “Primordial Sacred Sect’s Zhao Xuhe—worthy of forging the Great Dao Foundation!”
Clarify Right and Wrong!
At that shout, the Foundation Building Status Rank surged with authority, its imperceptible force elevating Zhao Xuhe’s cultivation by a tier. A breakthrough here meant a ten percent boost in his odds.
Days later, within the Skull Mountain Bazaar, Zhao Xuhe sat in meditation, awestruck.
“Never thought the Wugui Sect incident would lead to this—Skull Mountain’s Land Vein recognizing me as master? What a rare blessing.”
With the Land Vein’s power, Nine Metamorphosis Dragon Art, the Ascension Edict from True Man Yinshan, and a Supreme Divine Ability, his chances of Foundation Building success had reached forty percent. Slim, but the gnawing doubt over his “Coiling Dragon Cultivator” past left no time to waste.
I have to gamble!
His Third Eye throbbed as fragmented memories of that past life—so fake now, so full of holes—flashed. No mundane details, only cultivation, disjointed and fragile.
Coiling Dragon Cultivator…
Zhao Xuhe inhaled sharply. Instinct screamed that this Foundation Building True Man had been manipulating him all along. The lurking danger sharpened his resolve.
Now or never.
The thought crystallized: With Holy Sect True Men guarding the area, breaking through here would leave the Coiling Dragon Cultivator little room to strike.
Decision made, his cultivation erupted. The Land Vein’s power lifted him toward the Foundation Building Stage.
Almost simultaneously—
“It’s begun!”
At the Divine Martial Gate in the Northern Borderlands, Subduing Dragon Arhat’s eyes snapped open. He sensed the Nine Metamorphosis Dragon Art’s Karmic Causality surging from Skull Mountain.
“So this is Zhao Xuhe?” He sneered. “Trying to lure me out with this one, then ambush me with the Primordial Sacred Sect? Clever, but naive. He doesn’t grasp the chasm between Foundation Building’s early and mid-stages.”
Each step in Foundation Building was a gulf. Mid-stage versus early? Four or five of the latter wouldn’t trouble him. And he’d brought backup—the Heaven-Mending Peak Master.
With a flick of his finger, Divine Ability light summoned the Peak Master. A mist-shrouded figure materialized, face and aura obscured.
“Appreciate your help,” Subduing Dragon Arhat said, unsurprised. Even within the Holy Sect, covert alliances against brethren required discretion.
Though this old ghost won’t act unless he sees me winning, he mused.
But their presence sufficed. Let them block Holy Sect’s other True Men while he and Lv Yang dueled. Ten moves—just ten—would reduce Lv Yang to ashes.
The sky split, and two figures descended. Huan Wu True Man, recently healed by the Discarding Gold Body, wielded the Heavenbound Azure Serpent Cleaver, his face a mask of resolve. Behind him stood Xuan Wu.
Subduing Dragon Arhat grinned. “Made your choice?”
“Made it,” Huan Wu nodded. “Xuan Wu and I will guard your flank. Defeat Yuan Tu, and save the Divine Martial Gate.”
The Arhat had no such intention—nor the power. But lies cost nothing. Once Lv Yang fell, the Gate’s usefulness expired.
“Upholding justice is our duty,” he declared, straight-faced.
All set.
With the Divine Martial Gate’s True Men and Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s aid, even Lv Yang’s traps couldn’t sway the outcome.
Zhao Xuhe had just ascended the Foundation Building Stage—struggling, despite the Ascension Edict unlocking nine heavenly barriers. Sweat drenched him, but progress held steady.
Then—boom! The stage erupted in light as a familiar figure approached.
"Amitabha, good patron..."
Before Subduing Dragon Arhat could continue, Zhao Xuhe spat, "Coiling Dragon Cultivator! It is you!"
Before Subduing Dragon Arhat could speak, Zhao Xuhe spat, “Coiling Dragon Cultivator! It is you!”
The Arhat arched a brow. “You’ve seen through it. Join my Subduing Dragon Temple, walk the Path of Quiescence, and find eternal bliss.”
Crack!
Four Foundation Building auras erupted from Skull Mountain, confirming his expectations. Moments later, four lights pierced the stage.
“Who’s your man?” Yu Jie True Man roared, spotting Subduing Dragon Arhat. Recognition ignited his blood. As a Zouyu clan heir, he’d loathed this Pure Land upstart who’d seized the Citadel Earth.
“Yuan Tu, Slaughter,” the Arhat drawled, ignoring him and locking eyes with Lv Yang—who’d hidden behind others, silent.
Then Huan Wu and Xuan Wu emerged, flanking the veiled Heaven-Mending Peak Master. They corralled Yu Jie and the Holy Sect’s True Men aside, carving out a battlefield for Lv Yang and Subduing Dragon Arhat.
Yu Jie paled.
“You dare, bald bastard!?”
No fool here. The trap was clear.
(End of Chapter)
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