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Chapter 289: Tenth Life, Entering the Sword Pavilion!
Chapter 289: Tenth Life, Entering the Sword Pavilion!
It took a while for Lv Yang to calm his turbulent emotions.
To be honest, hearing Ang Xiao’s voice crack with fury and shock at the end had been deeply satisfying. All his earlier frustration felt washed away.
“This isn’t over!”
“You Ang Xiao—just you wait! Once I reach Golden Core Late, I’ll head straight to the Underworld. I’ll never forget this grudge!”
Lv Yang ranted for a while longer before finally steadying himself, then surveyed his surroundings.
For Lv Yang, this was a peculiar experience. The sky was chaotic void, the land was empty oblivion, and he stood alone at the center of this formless world.
The Ten Thousand Lives Scroll turned its pages slowly.
This was the “standby state” before each reincarnation. Previously, it had only lasted an instant, leaving no real impression.
But this time was different. The “standby” period had stretched far longer. In Lv Yang’s palm, a faint thread of Golden Qi from Suo Huan shimmered, gradually merging into the scroll. Lines of text slowly materialized before his eyes.
[Calculating Suo Huan’s Experiences…]
[As the Fortune Heir of the Huan Xu Realm, you were entrusted with a desperate mission: resisting invaders from an unknown world. You vowed to fulfill your duty.]
[You fought valiantly, outwitting enemies at every turn.]
[Your cultivation skyrocketed until you reached the peak of the Huan Xu Realm, uniting countless experts to finally defeat the unknown invaders.]
[You basked in triumph, preparing to retire with your beloved companions.]
[Then the True Monarch descended.]
[The Huan Xu Realm fell. You had no power to resist, no clear memory of how you fled. Your heart was shattered by grief.]
[Finally, you arrived in the Overseas Dominion of the unknown world. Rebuilding your will, you discovered the “Spirit Ruins Fortune Ground” and the Ten-Thousand Spirits Returning to Void Dao Sutra—gifts from the Huan Xu Realm before its demise. Though you faintly felt the latter was…off, you dismissed your doubts.]
[You had a new purpose.]
[You vowed to revive the Huan Xu Realm—a distant, nebulous goal, but one you embraced with unwavering resolve.]
[You still had hope.]
Lines of text stretched endlessly, chronicling the 600 years Suo Huan spent in the Overseas Dominion, his inner struggles, and his relentless pursuit of Golden Core cultivation.
—and his final despair.
With a brilliant golden gleam, a new talent materialized on the scroll’s interface:
[Acquired Golden Talent: Golden String Puppet]
[Golden String Puppet: Seize another’s fortune and bear their karmic consequences, hiding beneath their identity like a puppeteer controlling a marionette. None can trace your origins.]
“This talent?”
Staring at the words, Lv Yang blinked in surprise. Frankly, he’d expected something like Heaven’s Cursed Solitude or Virtue in Suffering.
“But it makes sense.”
Looking at Suo Huan’s life, his fate was sealed the moment the Huan Xu Realm became a battleground for the Four Great Sects. Betrayed by Ang Xiao, devoured piece by piece by the Holy Sect, Dao Court, and Pure Land, even his dream of rebuilding the Huan Xu Realm as a Golden Core cultivator was a cruel illusion.
Golden String Puppet, indeed.
“No need to worry, Fellow Daoist Suo Huan. In this life, I’ll help you break free. Though…given my current weakness, it might take a few more reincarnations.”
Calmly analyzing, Lv Yang realized that even one life spent cultivating from scratch would struggle to rescue Suo Huan from Ang Xiao’s grasp. Recalling the Overseas Dominion’s fate, he suspected the Veil of Cognition might reduce him to a mindless pawn too.
“Fellow Daoist Suo Huan, why don’t you support me this life? Pay forward your efforts for my Golden Core quest. Once I become a True Monarch, I’ll repay you!”
Reasoning satisfied himself.
The Ten Thousand Lives Scroll turned a new page, activating the golden talent Innate Xianling from Chongguang.
[Select Birth Region.]
The scroll displayed five options: Jiangdong, Jiangxi, Jiangnan, Jiangbei, and Overseas Dominion. Lv Yang had premeditated this.
“This life, I’ll avoid cultivating the Citadel Earth method again. That path is too treacherous, too visible to attract True Monarchs’ attention.”
Beyond the Nine Metamorphosis Dragon Art tied to Citadel Earth, Lv Yang’s only complete third-tier true technique was the Heaven-Mending Sutra. A third-tier technique compatible with multiple Fruit Positions, the Heaven-Mending Peak Master used it to pursue the Pomegranate Wood. That path now seemed viable.
“After all, the Heaven-Mending Peak Master has already blazed the trail.”
“With his connections as one of the Four Peaks’ masters, his decision to pursue Pomegranate Wood surely followed thorough research.”
Still, the Holy Sect was too perilous.
“That place is full of traps. This life, I’ll start from scratch—too many risks remain if I stay there.”
He needed a place beyond the Holy Sect’s reach.
His gaze settled on a direction.
“Jiangnan’s Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion!”
“If I’m reborn as a Xianling, joining the Sword Pavilion should be a given. They value innate talent above all.”
Lv Yang’s gaze settled on a direction.
“Jiangnan’s Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion!”
“If I’m reborn as a Xianling, joining the Sword Pavilion should be a given. They value innate talent above all.”
Strictly speaking, Xianling cultivators were coveted in the Four Great Sects. Born under heaven’s blessing, they began at Foundation Formation and were untouchable—harming them risked heavenly retribution, as with the Blood Demon True Man. The Holy Sect’s complexities made it a liability, but the Sword Pavilion welcomed Xianling enthusiastically.
Decision made, Lv Yang clapped his hands.
“This life, I’ll enter the Sword Pavilion as a Xianling, pursuing the Pomegranate Wood Position!”
“Though I’ve played the villain for nine lives, I’ve always been a good person at heart, yearning for the righteous path!”
Strictly speaking, Xianling cultivators were coveted in the Four Great Sects. Born under heaven’s blessing, they began at Foundation Formation and were untouchable—harming them risked heavenly retribution, as with the Blood Demon True Man. The Holy Sect’s complexities made it a liability, but the Sword Pavilion welcomed Xianling enthusiastically.
Decision made, Lv Yang clapped his hands.
"This life, I’ll enter the Sword Pavilion as a Xianling, pursuing the Pomegranate Wood Position!"
“Though I’ve played the villain for nine lives, I’ve always been a good person at heart, yearning for the righteous path!”
The scroll displayed more text:
[You defied a Golden Core Late True Man as a mere Foundation Formation cultivator, achieving what even True Monarchs failed. Your final curse echoed with fury.]
[Remaining Pages in Hundred Lives Tome: 91]
[Reincarnating this life, choose one inheritance from your past:
1. Treasures
2. Cultivation
3. Lifespan
4. Forfeit all gains, randomly awaken a talent based on past experiences]
“I choose treasures: the Heaven-Seizing Myriad Phenomena Universal Command Dharma Body!”
Only after reincarnating did he discover this Dharma Body’s subtleties—it functioned as both a Divine Ability and Spirit Treasure, without requiring an Immortal Embryo Clone medium!
Without hesitation, he materialized it.
In a flash, a green-faced, fanged, three-headed, six-armed Heaven-Seizing Universal Command Myriad Phenomena Dharma Body emerged, wielding a sword and banner in two hands.
[Tribulation Tempest Blade]!
[Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner]!
The Dharma Body’s Myriad Phenomena Divine Essence could refine external artifacts. Lv Yang had already fused these treasures within it, and now they returned with him.
“Excellent.”
Nodding in satisfaction, Lv Yang knew that entering the Sword Pavilion required a formidable sword core. The Pavilion’s reputation for sword techniques was unmatched in the four sects—its combat prowess stood unrivaled. This time, refining the Tribulation Tempest Blade to a “True Treasure” level would be as rewarding as his Golden Core quest.
“And don’t forget the Insightful Clarity!”
Against True Monarchs, vigilance was paramount. A Spirit Treasure preserving clarity of mind was indispensable.
Taking a deep breath, Lv Yang braced himself.
“Begin…Tenth Life!”
This life, his sole ambition: Golden Core cultivation!
In an instant, the Ten Thousand Lives Scroll blazed with light. The void around him brightened, as if awakening from slumber.
Quickly, Lv Yang’s vision clarified—a pair of breathtakingly beautiful twin sisters stood before him, their expressions contrasting sharply: one icy, one ardent.
“Sister, this sword is so big!”
Lv Yang froze.
Though many lives had passed, he recognized them instantly: the Sword Pavilion’s Yun Miaozhen and Yun Miaoqing!
(End of Chapter)
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