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Chapter 237: Chongguang (Fourth Update Added!)
Chapter 237: Chongguang (Fourth Update Added!)
"Jiangdong of Jiangxi? How dare they!"
Amidst a dazzling display of lights, Zhong Ming spat out a curse while clenching an emerald jade talisman in his hand. Pouring his spiritual energy into it, he unleashed a radiant barrier that shimmered like starlight.
This treasure, the "Life-Extending Jade", was a gift from True Man Chongguang himself. When carried, it prolonged life and resisted Dragon-Binding Winds. In battle, it could even neutralize deadly divine techniques. Now, it hung in the air like an unyielding shield, holding off the combined assault of three Foundation-Building cultivators.
Yet Zhong Ming’s face remained grim.
He had been locked in combat for nearly half an hour, dodging death but unable to escape. Prolonged fighting was turning the odds against him.
Meanwhile, his pursuers remained unfazed.
"Zhong Ming, why not surrender?"
Three figures stood before him, clad in official robes, their sabers and halberds glinting. Above each head hovered a luminous halo, filled with infinite talismans that outlined the grand titles of their Divine Abilities.
Captains of the Heavenly Dominion Bureau!
These three cultivators belonged to the Dao Court’s elite. The Bureau of All Heaven answered directly to the Dao Emperor himself—each thousand-household commander ranked fifth-tier, equivalent to early Foundation-Building experts outside the imperial court. United in a Three Talents formation, their combined Divine Abilities summoned boundless radiance, their spiritual pressure sealing the heavens and earth like an unshakable mountain. Without Zhong Ming’s few rare treasures, he would have perished long ago.
But the harder Zhong Ming fought, the more eager his pursuers became.
"Hand over your Treasure-Child beads, and we’ll spare your life", one called out.
"Bullshit!" Zhong Ming snarled, dismissing the offer instantly. Surrendering treasures meant certain death—he knew better than to fall for such a ploy.
The lead captain of the Dao Court laughed. "Think you’ll escape alive? Let me tell you—back at the Holy Sect, many would be glad to see you die!"
"You think you’re the first True Man’s heir we’ve dealt with? Nine out of ten Holy Sect descendants have hidden curses from their elders!"
"Chongguang left his mark on you too, didn’t he? Letting you live might let him recover. That’s why we’re here—killing you is our only goal!"
"Like Yuan Tu the Slaughterer? Hah!"
Zhong Ming had ignored earlier taunts, but now his heart clenched. Could his father really have cursed him?
In his memory, True Man Chongguang had been a proud, ambitious figure—determined to become the first True Monarch since the great calamity. When the Heaven-Mending Peak Master used his own children as tools, only to be betrayed by Lv Yang and struck down by heavenly tribulation, Chongguang had mocked him for it. Yet doubt crept in now—had his father become what he once scorned?
"A crack in his resolve!"
Spotting Zhong Ming’s hesitation, one captain seized a bronze gong. With a swing of his arm, he struck it—a thunderous clang shattered the air, slamming into Zhong Ming’s spirit. His soul trembled, and his protective light dimmed to a flicker.
"Done!"
Zhong Ming swallowed a pill, bracing for the final blow—only to freeze as his three pursuers stiffened mid-attack.
"What—?"
Following their gazes, he turned.
A figure stood behind him, silent and sudden.
Clad in a dark cloak, a sword at his waist, Lv Yang smiled warmly. In one hand, he held a severed head still glowing with Divine Ability light.
"Ah?"
The two remaining captains realized too late—their comrade had been decapitated. When? How?
Lv Yang’s Star Veil technique veiled karma and masked forms. Its Divine Ability enveloped a hundred-mile radius, controlling what could and couldn’t be seen. To these early Foundation-Building cultivators, even witnessing a beheading in broad daylight was futile—they simply lacked the spiritual insight to grasp it.
"True Man!"
Zhong Ming’s voice cracked with relief, nearly weeping as he unconsciously used the old title from their days on the Battlefield of Seizing the Dao.
The two captains fled, but Lv Yang’s Determine Kinship technique snared them. With two swift slashes of his Invisible Sword, two more heads rolled.
"True Man…"
Zhong Ming stared at the three heads, then at Lv Yang, who sheathed his Avici Sword and smiled.
"Call me senior brother", Lv Yang said, stepping closer. "No need for ‘True Man’ formalities. Senior Master Chongguang saved my life, and you’re his only son. We’re family now! Besides, your father must’ve doted on you to leave you so many treasures."
Lv Yang eyed Zhong Ming’s garb—a robe shimmering with talismans, a jade amulet, a string of spirit pearls, and a bracelet glowing with protective energy.
"These treasures?" Zhong Ming stammered. "They’re from my father’s hidden vault in this blessed land—I didn’t know they were his!"
He hurried to add, "If True Man desires any—"
"Ah, Senior Master’s vault?" Lv Yang mused, then smirked. "No, they’re mine. I forgot to reclaim them earlier."
"Brother, how can you offer my treasures back to me?"
Zhong Ming blanched, stunned by the brazen lie. Moments later, all his treasures were stripped away, leaving only his undergarments—Lv Yang deeming them too low-grade to bother taking.
A breeze passed. Zhong Ming, though a Foundation-Building cultivator, shivered.
Monster! Monster!
Before he could rage, Lv Yang’s gaze sharpened.
Whether Chongguang left a curse or not, better to eliminate him now.
The Avici Sword unsheathed—
A faint sigh rode the wind, echoing from all directions:
"Yuan Tu… why go so far?"
Lv Yang froze, then casually re-sheathed his blade.
"My dear Senior Master is mistaken. I was merely jesting with my junior brother Zhong Ming."
The voice was unmistakable.
True Man Chongguang.
(End of Chapter)
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