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Chapter 231: Do You Really Think I'm a Lecher?
Chapter 231: Do You Really Think I’m a Lecher?
Admittedly, while both were cultivation partners of Holy Sect True Men, Lady Miao Yin of Chongguang True Man far surpassed Lady Ruoxiang in strength. Her divine ability aura was clearly superior.
Though dressed in plain white mourning robes that exuded quiet elegance, her natural beauty remained undeniable, enhanced rather than diminished by her somber attire. Yet her most striking feature wasn’t her appearance, but the two radiant divine abilities swirling around her—so mesmerizing they threatened to pull observers into their depths.
Lv Yang’s eyes narrowed slightly:
‘Two innate divine abilities? Foundation Building Mid-Stage Perfection?’
The next moment, she turned toward Ye Guyue (Solitary Moon), her voice cold and clear, “The Yangilluminate Cave Realm has yet to open. Fighting here violates the True Monarch’s decree.”
“This younger sister,” she added, addressing Yuan Tu (Slaughter), “might you settle your grudges after entering the blessed land instead?”
Her words sounded reasonable, but her oppressive aura remained unyielding. If Ye Guyue truly insisted on violence, he’d face both her and Lv Yang’s combined assault.
“Very well,” Ye Guyue finally relented after a pause.
Glancing at Lv Yang, he declared, “Within the blessed land, we’ll settle this—life or death!”
With that, he retracted his sword light and landed steadily to the south, leaving only a lingering Sword Intent locking down Lv Yang’s position.
Meanwhile, the woman soared toward Lv Yang and Yinshan True Man on a streak of light. Bowing gracefully, she introduced herself, “This humble one is Miao Yin. Greetings, cultivation brothers.”
“We wouldn’t dare,” Lv Yang responded with a polite bow. This wasn’t merely out of respect for her status as Chongguang’s partner—it was also recognition of her formidable cultivation.
But before the exchange could continue, another figure emerged from behind her.
He radiated aristocratic bearing, though his eyes were red-rimmed and his expression somber. “Master Yinshan… My father… is he truly gone?”
Lv Yang recognized him instantly.
Zhong Ming—Chongguang’s son!
Decades had passed since the days when this “prince” of the sect had been the ultimate favored disciple. Now, he’d finally solidified his Dao Foundation, though still at the early stage. No longer a mere talentless youth.
Sighing heavily, Yinshan True Man replied, “There may still be hope. Your father always prepared contingencies. Even for this perilous Golden Body cultivation, he must have left safeguards. That’s why we intend to investigate the blessed land ourselves.”
Zhong Ming’s eyes brightened. “Master Yinshan speaks truly! The old man’s misfortunes have lasted a thousand years—how could someone of his caliber perish so easily?”
Lv Yang watched this exchange with growing suspicion.
This scene… doesn’t resemble the Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s family drama at all. Are they truly a loving father and dutiful son? The more I look, the more suspicious I become.
His gaze sharpened. Could it be… you’re Chongguang’s contingency plan?
“Cultivator Yuan Tu (Slaughter),” Miao Yin suddenly addressed him, her tone softening. “Might we speak privately? There are matters I must discuss in detail with you.”
“Mother?” Zhong Ming blinked in surprise—clearly unprepared for this.
But Miao Yin simply waved him off. “Chat with Master Yinshan first. Yuan Tu (Slaughter), come with me.”
Without waiting, she glided toward a secluded spot. Though puzzled, Lv Yang could only bow and follow.
The moment they landed, Miao Yin flicked an azure silk scarf from her sleeve into the air. It unfurled a dazzling Treasure Light, forming an impenetrable barrier. A top-tier spirit treasure! Even Lv Yang’s Ultimate Heaven Instrument struggled to pierce its concealment.
What’s she planning?
Frowning, he watched her turn to face him solemnly. “Yuan Tu, you know you were my husband’s most trusted ally.”
“Lady, you flatter me,” Lv Yang demurred. “Master Yinshan was his closest confidant. As a junior disciple, I could never claim such favor.”
“Yinshan lacks power,” she countered. “His cultivation and strength both fall short of yours. More importantly… you possess the Golden Spirit Body—that he entrusted to you.”
At her words, Lv Yang’s eyes narrowed.
The Golden Spirit Body? The very one he’d taken from Shangxuan True Man?
Miao Yin continued without pause, “I’m certain my husband hasn’t perished yet—he’s merely clinging to life!”
Chongguang still alive?
Lv Yang’s expression remained calm. “If he’d died failing Golden Body cultivation, a Dao Aberration would’ve emerged—only a Foundation Building Perfection expert could handle that. But the True Monarch restricted entry to Mid-Stage cultivators while ordering me to investigate his failure. Clearly, no Dao Aberration appeared yet. His survival isn’t hard to deduce.”
Miao Yin paused, lips tightening. “...You’re not even curious?”
“Expected,” he smiled. “Nothing more.”
“Don’t worry,” she resumed, “my constitution is special—ancient texts call it the Heavenly Melody Constitution. When cultivated with a compatible partner, it enables the【Seven-Emotion Heart Refinement Formula】.”
“A paradoxical technique—'severing attachments through emotion.' Perfecting it achieves the realm of 'Better to Forget Each Other in the Jianghu.' Chongguang and I became cultivation partners specifically for this. He believed mastering it would let him transform into the blessed land’s very spirit even if his Golden Body failed.”
Her voice sharpened. “Combined with his innate Golden Spirit Body, reclaiming that essence would let him return as a Foundation Building Perfection expert—even if his Golden Body ambitions were lost. Which means both you and I… are his final safeguards.”
Now, Lv Yang finally showed surprise.
Chongguang’s foresight was truly unmatched—turning even death into a calculated move.
“I understand,” he nodded. “You want me to use the Golden Spirit Body to resurrect him?”
“Correct,” she confirmed. “You know his life debt—he wouldn’t abandon you now.”
Lv Yang’s expression darkened. “I’d gladly help… but I have my own struggles.”
“That Golden Spirit Body is my most precious treasure. Offering it gains me nothing—how can I justify such a loss?”
His meaning was clear: What’s in it for me?
Miao Yin’s gaze turned unreadable. After all, Holy Sect’s rule was simple—no rewards, no results.
“...What do you want, Yuan Tu (Slaughter)?” she finally asked.
Her voice remained steady, but her delicate features trembled slightly—a subtle vulnerability that vanished the next moment when Lv Yang took an abrupt step back.
As if sensing her trickery, he scoffed, “I want Holy Sect’s top-tier true technique—the sect’s ultimate secret art. Do you have it?”
At his demand, the previously pleading woman’s expression hardened instantly.
(End of Chapter)
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