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Chapter 238: Humans Must Rely on Themselves
Chapter 238: Humans Must Rely on Themselves
As a gentle breeze swept through, a figure naturally coalesced beside Zhong Ming, formed entirely from the spontaneous gathering of heaven and earth’s spiritual qi.
“Father.”
At this sight, Zhong Ming’s expression turned complex, but before he could speak, his form abruptly vanished.
“Hmm?”
Lv Yang furrowed his brow. His mastery of teleportation techniques allowed him to realize instantly—Zhong Ming had been expelled from the blessed land.
Chongguang, however, merely watched him with an ambiguous smile. “Surprised? Did you really think I’m like that fool Chen Taihe, scheming to use offspring as substitutes for calamities? Such so-called Holy Sect disciples only grasp superficial techniques, never the true essence of our sect’s teachings.”
Lv Yang nodded respectfully. “A noble sentiment, Senior.”
Internally, he remained skeptical. Not long ago, Chongguang had tricked him—flattery came easily to this man.
Chongguang sighed. “Zhong Ming isn’t my contingency plan. He’s Miao Yin’s.”
“Miao Yin and that idiot Chen Taihe both stagnate at the mid-stage perfection of Foundation Building, desperate to break through to late-stage cultivation but lacking confidence to withstand heavenly tribulations. Thus, Zhong Ming was created.”
“Unfortunately, Zhong Ming’s talent is limited, and his rebellious nature complicates things. Miao Yin’s methods for nurturing disciples fall short of Chen Taihe’s, so Zhong Ming never fully met her needs.”
“This time, she brought him to my blessed land, likely hoping to persuade me to possess his body to preserve this land. If I sacrificed myself recklessly to survive, I might eke out existence at Foundation Building perfection. Then she could use Zhong Ming to perform her substitution ritual—essentially making me her tribulation shield.”
Understanding dawned on Lv Yang.
Did Chongguang truly have no contingency plan involving Zhong Ming? Perhaps not. But since Miao Yin was a True Man, any prior plans were now irrelevant. Possessing Zhong Ming would only empower Miao Yin, making Chongguang’s cooperation strategically expedient.
This was the harsh reality of Holy Sect relationships. Blood ties meant nothing—love was an illusion here.
“So, Yuan Tu,” Chongguang said, his gaze piercing, “today I’ll teach you the final lesson: using outsiders as tools is Holy Sect tradition, but that’s only a means, not our true foundation.”
“When your cultivation path depends on others, even if success comes twice, failure once means total ruin.”
“Why does Foundation Building mark one as a True Man? Because a True Man at this stage has the strength to resist fate. You might succeed repeatedly using Foundation Building True Men as tools, but failure always lurks.”
“True Holy Sect disciples stop gambling at this point.”
“In the end, we rely only on ourselves.”
As his voice fell, Chongguang’s aura surged, his fighting spirit unbroken, as if he’d returned to his peak.
“Humans must rely on themselves!”
He strode forward. Suddenly, the mountains and rivers seemed to shift backward as Lv Yang was forcibly dragged alongside him.
“Senior… are you taking me by force?”
“You may leave if you wish.”
Chongguang’s smile was casual. “But Feixue True Monarch won’t be pleased. You might face consequences outside.”
Lv Yang grimaced. Under normal circumstances, he’d have fled long ago. Obtaining the Veiled Dragon Water was already a windfall. His plan had been to retreat and return later, after Chongguang’s demise. But Feixue True Monarch’s strict orders outside made escape impossible.
“Senior, what caused your failure?”
Chongguang glanced at him. “Do you think if even I could see through it, the elders above wouldn’t?”
“They allowed you to enter and question me precisely because they suspected everything. If they’d wanted answers, couldn’t they have simply extracted my soul and performed a soul scrying ritual?”
A cold chuckle. “They’ve known all along. They just didn’t know who—and now, they wait. They wait for me to gamble everything one last time.”
Lv Yang’s mind raced. “So our search of the blessed land… was anticipated?”
Chongguang nodded toward the collapsing land. “My power wanes. The four divine abilities I gave you actually benefited me—they reduced the burden of maintaining this land.”
“But won’t this fragment your cultivation?”
Chongguang laughed. “True abilities are inseparable from one’s soul. What you saw were mere branches, not the roots.”
“Otherwise, if you reincarnated, would you need to recultivate the Celestial Vanguard and Terrestrial Sha?”
His voice darkened. “No… this path cannot change. The Dao admits no regret.”
Lv Yang’s thoughts raced. The flaw must lie in Chongguang’s divine abilities—specifically, the Veiled Dragon Water.
“Is it the Veiled Dragon Water?”
Chongguang studied him, then nodded. “Wugui Sect’s Listening to Shadow—your reputation is deserved.”
Lv Yang bristled inwardly—his brilliance, not Yanluo Patriarch’s “minor help,” had revealed this.
“The Avici Sword is forged from Yang Metal essence,” Yanluo Patriarch’s voice trembled. “Yang Metal requires Yang Earth to harmonize.”
“The Veiled Dragon Water is Chen Earth essence—supreme Yin Earth. It was meant to be Yang Earth.”
Lv Yang froze. “Could foundational knowledge be flawed?”
“No,” Yanluo Patriarch shook their head. “If knowledge were at fault, Golden Core Sovereign and Primordial Sacred Sect would know. This essence was altered.”
“Our Wugui Sect’s Celestial Corpse Miasma was also Chen Earth. I’m certain that once, all Chen Earth was Yin. Someone changed it.”
The truth was clear: Chen Earth’s nature had been secretly rewritten.
(End of Chapter)
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