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Chapter 292: All for the Sake of Cultivation!
Chapter 292: All for the Sake of Cultivation!
The words rang out, and Yun Miaozhen's face hardened into determination.
As the favored daughter of the Yun Clan and a disciple of Xiu Xin True Woman, she cultivated the Heartless Ice Sword Art, forging an unyielding Heartless Sword Core. This technique demanded Supreme Emptiness—a blade as cold and pure as ice.
"To master this path, I must embrace absolute detachment. No familial bonds, no romantic love, no friendships can stand between me and my sword."
"If I can't even sever ties with my own sister..."
"How can I claim to be heartless?"
The more she pondered, the more convinced she became: hesitating here would violate the principle of Supreme Emptiness. Worse, it would hinder her cultivation. Seeing her resolve, Xiu Xin True Woman nodded in satisfaction. Though equally refined in appearance, her demeanor carried an air of solemn maturity, like an unmelting snow-capped mountain—distant and untouchable.
"Indeed, my disciple."
"Since you're so resolute, I shall bind your fates. Let blessings flow to you and calamities fall upon her. Thus, your sisterly bond remains honored."
"Thank you, Master."
Yun Miaozhen bowed again, heart stirring. With her master's aid, she could divert all misfortune to her younger sister, Yun Miaoqing, and walk a path of unbroken fortune. Her cultivation would soar.
For Miaoqing, this was also a mercy. After all, her karmic blessings were meager, lacking the innate advantages Miaozhen possessed from past lives.
"Once she enters the Demonic Sect, she'll bear my misfortunes. If she survives a decade and returns, I'll surely have reached Foundation Building. Then I can repay her suffering with a sweet reward—a tale of bitterness turned to sweetness. Even without a strong karmic foundation, I'll ensure she finds a path to cultivation."
"Should she perish in the Demonic Sect, she'll simply reincarnate. By then, I'll have Foundation Building behind me and can guide her anew. A Foundation Building True Woman’s sister—surely that grants her a proper foothold."
How elegant this solution!
"Though Miaoqing might not understand now, it's because her cultivation is shallow and her Dao-heart weak. As her elder sister, it's my duty to secure her future."
At this thought, Miaozhen's expression grew serene.
This was the Sword Pavilion—without a strong karmic base, one couldn't take a single step. Who else could claim a Foundation Building master as their birthright? That was her destiny to wield.
If Miaoqing sought blessings, she should find her own patron.
"Master", Miaozhen added suddenly, "my sister recently acquired a Spirit Sword Core in the manor. Might I ask you to retrieve it for me?"
"After all, once she enters the Demonic Sect, carrying such a supreme artifact risks falling into evil hands. Why not let you safeguard it until she returns a decade hence?"
Xiu Xin True Woman nodded. "Very well. Your foresight pleases me. Since the sword core was obtained by your sister, it was fated to be yours. You deserve its use."
With that, she extended her divine consciousness toward Yun Miaoqing in the distance.
Then a sigh echoed:
"Beasts!"
As the words fell, the early Foundation Building Sword Pavilion cultivator abruptly paled, rising sharply as her brows knotted in alarm.
"Master?" Miaozhen hadn't yet reacted.
This was far beyond the realm of Refining Qi. Xiu Xin True Woman ignored her, flicking her wrist to summon a resplendent sword core into her palm.
"Break!"
A sword beam slashed forth, yet even Miaozhen could see something was amiss—the light dissolved midair.
Impossible!
Miaozhen felt as if trapped in a dream, dazed. Looking down, she spotted a figure identical to herself lying on the ground.
"Is this me?"
"No... this is my body!"
"Then I am..."
Only now did she realize her soul had been forcibly extracted. Whirling, she sought aid from Xiu Xin True Woman—only to witness a more horrifying sight: her master's soul, too, hung suspended in the air!
Dharma Body—Universal Command!
In the next breath, a tall figure appeared before them.
Clad in a dark robe, hands behind his back, he stood beneath a colossal, three-headed, six-armed Vajra—the towering illusion of the Emerald-Faced Demon King, its gaze fixed upon them.
"A Foundation Building demon!?"
Xiu Xin True Woman's eyes widened, a chill racing down her spine. How could such a foe appear silently in Jiangnan?
Impossible!
Yet this wasn't just any foe. She recognized the illusion behind him—Heaven-Seizing Universal Command, Myriad Phenomena Dharma Body!
"Who dares cultivate this second-tier Demonic Sect technique? A Golden Core blood heir? Bold enough to act so brazenly in Jiangnan?"
Xiu Xin had no time to think further. Lv Yang had already arrived before them. Trapped outside their bodies, their minds faltered—no energy to resist as Lv Yang raised his hand toward their heads.
Golden Thread Puppetry—Golden Thread Puppet!
As the talent's glow enveloped them, both Yun Miaozhen and Xiu Xin True Woman wore vacant expressions, dazed and helpless.
This sensation mirrored the Veil of Cognition.
Though something felt wrong, they could neither investigate nor think clearly. Lv Yang's energy wrapped around them like spider silk.
Lv Yang explored the Golden Thread Puppetry effects. To describe it plainly:
Hypnosis.
"Ordinarily, they'd show no change. But near me, I can activate the talent and control them instantly."
What a tyrannical gift!
"Daoist Brother Suo Huan, you've done well indeed!"
(End of Chapter)
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