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Chapter 29: Karma Invites Trouble
Chapter 29: Karma Invites Trouble
Zhao Xuhe’s words left Lv Yang frozen in horror, as if plunged into an icy abyss.
This lifetime, he hadn’t even set foot on Coiling Dragon Isle. The cultivation technique he practiced—the Nine Metamorphosis Dragon Art—was memorized from his past two lives. Yet now, Coiling Dragon Isle itself had vanished?
Because of karma?
Had he disrupted the destined connection between Zhao Xuhe and the island by stealing its cultivation art early? Was this proof that cultivation fates were preordained?
So this was Zhao Xuhe’s destined blessing—one Lv Yang couldn’t dare seize? Practicing it had triggered a cosmic backlash, allowing others to trace the disrupted karma straight to him?
Realizing this, Lv Yang laughed bitterly, his fury boiling over.
This world’s so damn messed up!
Immortal elders calculate blessings in advance, hoarding them for their disciples. If something goes awry, they simply divine the culprit and force the karma back on track. Where does that leave ordinary cultivators?
No chance. Just obedient beasts of burden.
Right now, Zhao Xuhe stood alone, but the true force behind this ambush was undoubtedly his mysterious “master.”
Lv Yang was certain—this was a Foundation Building Realm practitioner.
He lifted his gaze, recalling the Fortune Immortal from his past life. It felt as if a pair of eyes now loomed in the heavens, watching him coldly.
“Why force me like this?”
Enraged, Lv Yang’s lips curled into a sneer. But before he could act, a figure suddenly stepped forward from Zhao Xuhe’s side.
“Watch out, junior brother!”
A flash of sword light—then Zhao Xuhe blinked, and the rage in his eyes turned to ice.
The man who’d emerged was a fellow disciple under the same master, three years Zhao Xuhe’s senior. Cultivating the Dragon-Tiger Union Yin-Yang Grand Harmony Manual to Refining Qi Layer Six, his true energy was refined to the pinnacle of the fifth grade. He was far stronger than Zhao Xuhe.
Yet now, he was gone.
Flesh, bones, and blood devoured in an instant by a crimson divine beam. In the blink of an eye, only an empty husk of skin drifted to the ground.
A soul light burst forth from the corpse.
“Thank you, fellow cultivator, for freeing me.”
The translucent figure bore no anger at Lv Yang’s blade—only relief.
Turning to Zhao Xuhe, it continued, “Junior brother, before we departed, Master said my spiritual roots were shallow and my merits insufficient. Refining Qi Perfection was beyond me, let alone Foundation Building. He ordered me to accompany you, to save your life when needed. You’ve accumulated three lifetimes of merits, with a thirty percent chance at Foundation Building. By saving you today, I’ve secured karma. When you ascend, help my reincarnation achieve enlightenment.”
With that, the soul light soared into the heavens.
Below, Lv Yang’s eyes darkened.
“Using my own hand to bind karma for your disciple’s rebirth? You’re certain I can’t fight back, so you’ll squeeze me dry to the last drop?”
As Zhao Xuhe’s side erupted with movement, more Holy Sect disciples stepped forth—each at Refining Qi Layer Six, their cultivation peaking.
Zhao Xuhe’s hesitation vanished. His face lit with excitement as he declared, “Senior brothers! If you help me capture this thief and reclaim my destined blessing, I’ll repay you when I reach Foundation Building. I’ll aid your reincarnations to achieve Refining Qi Perfection!”
The crowd nodded.
“Rest assured, junior brother.”
“Blessings belong to those with karma. This thief stole your fate—unforgivable. With Master’s guidance, we’ll subdue him!”
Lv Yang laughed bitterly. “All this talk, and it still comes down to brute force?”
“Stubborn fool.”
A tall figure stepped forward—the leader, Lu Yuanchun. His voice dripped with disdain. “I am Lu Yuanchun. If you refuse surrender, don’t blame me for ending you.”
With a seal, his aura surged—Refining Qi Layer Seven, late-stage cultivation. A golden mirror soared above, eclipsing the sun. From it poured countless golden rays, sharp as blades, cascading like a storm to engulf Lv Yang.
Lv Yang’s brows furrowed. He vanished.
A sword light erupted, splitting into countless threads. It darted wildly, yet couldn’t escape the golden rays, forcing him to endure the onslaught.
“Master foresaw your sword mastery,” Lu Yuanchun sneered. “Think you’ve outsmarted us?”
He gestured to Zhao Xuhe. “Junior brother, I’ve bound him. Now use the Primordial Magnet Seal to seize his sword—this ends now!”
Zhao Xuhe nodded, raising a golden seal—the same artifact Lv Yang had faced in his past life.
“That damned thing again.”
Lv Yang recognized it instantly. But this time, his blood-red sword core veered away, avoiding capture. Instead, it unleashed a storm of crimson beams toward Zhao Xuhe.
Zhao Xuhe recoiled, shouting, “Senior brother!”
“Panicking? It’s just a cornered beast’s last thrash.”
Lu Yuanchun barked orders. “Brothers, act!”
More disciples stepped forth, their faces twisted with eerie grins. One by one, they sacrificed themselves, their corpses erupting into blood-red chains that ensnared Lv Yang’s beams.
Zhao Xuhe and Lu Yuanchun had planned meticulously. Their master had divined Lv Yang’s secrets, arming them with counters for every move.
First, trap his speed. Then suppress his sword core. Finally, bind his Blood Transformation Beams.
“Out of tricks? The end nears!” Lu Yuanchun laughed, shaking the mirror. Golden rays surged, ready to incinerate Lv Yang alive.
Lv Yang sighed.
“This is the privilege of having a powerful backer…”
Even outnumbered, Lu Yuanchun and Zhao Xuhe were no match for him alone. But their preparation was flawless—every strike targeted his weaknesses.
All orchestrated by Zhao Xuhe’s master, manipulating karma like threads in a loom.
By all rights, this should be his end.
“Good thing… I’ve got a cheat!”
The blood-red sword core—granted by the Ten Thousand Lives Scroll—was beyond karma’s grasp. No divination could foresee it.
Lv Yang’s true energy surged.
Clang!
The sword core roared, its formation runes erupting. The sky darkened as an ancient array spread, trapping everyone within.
In a blink, Lv Yang deployed the formation he’d refined over twenty lifetimes of cultivation.
(End of Chapter)
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