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Chapter 303
Chapter 303 – It Had to Be the Holy Sect True Man
Inside the Sky-Connecting Sea of Clouds, within Holy Flame Cliff’s sanctum, Chongguang sat upright, observing the Refining Qi-Free Cultivator manipulated by Lv Yang’s Golden String Puppet. Only now did he finally adopt a tone befitting an equal.
“So you’re after a Supreme Spirit Treasure?”
“Indeed, Acting Sect Patriarch,” Lv Yang nodded. Having abandoned plans to seize the Li Clan’s ocean-harvesting spoils, he still lacked a viable Immortal Embryo Clone to act as his proxy in the mortal realm.
Unfortunately, both Yun Clan Patriarch and Xiu Xin True Man were penniless—either a destitute family heir or an ordinary guest elder, none possessed Supreme Spirit Treasures. With Jiangnan’s dangers mounting, Lv Yang chose to focus on familiar ground: the Holy Sect itself.
“Still polite, hmm?” Chongguang’s gaze flickered. Lv Yang’s deferential tone—addressing himself as “Acting Sect Patriarch”—clearly cast him as a loyal Holy Sect disciple.
But Chongguang wasn’t buying it.
“Loyal Holy Sect disciple?”
A laughable notion. Those words didn’t belong in the same sentence. More likely, it was a calculated gesture—seeking favors.
“I’ll agree to this,” Chongguang said flatly. “But how do I know you won’t take my help and vanish?”
Directness was his style. Since Lv Yang had demonstrated methods even a True Monarch couldn’t trace, he’d lay his concerns bare. This blend of candor and cunning was rare even among Holy Sect True Men.
Lv Yang replied just as bluntly: “Then I’ll share first.”
Chongguang’s eyes narrowed, surprised. “So I’ve wronged you. Aren’t you afraid I’ll renege on my end?”
“Not at all.” Lv Yang shook his head. “It’s just a piece of information. If you betray my trust, I’ll know your true colors—no loss there.”
“Hah!” Chongguang roared with laughter, regarding Lv Yang with newfound respect. Their minds truly clicked.
Who is this man?
Yet he didn’t feign magnanimity. Smirking, he gestured for Lv Yang to proceed.
Testing his sincerity? Or truly bold?
Lv Yang answered without hesitation: “The Cave Heaven Fragment you seek lies beneath Jiangnan’s Gantang Port seabed.”
As he spoke, Chongguang’s brows lifted. Concealed in his sleeves, fingers began divining. Though the calculations yielded no immediate answer, a faint karmic resonance stirred. Glancing at True Monarch Qingcheng Feixue, he caught her nearly imperceptible nod.
“It’s real!”
Chongguang’s own divinations had failed to pierce Jiangnan’s veil, but for a True Monarch, it was trivial. If Qingcheng Feixue had missed it initially, she’d deserve the insult.
Yet now, with Lv Yang pinpointing its karmic trace, she’d easily confirmed the Cave Heaven Fragment’s existence. To overlook such a presence would be incompetence—and she was anything but.
“Definitely a lingering cave heaven imprint.”
“Seems accidental… too coincidental, actually. I avoided probing deeper lest other True Monarchs notice.”
Jiangnan belonged to the Sword Pavilion. As a Holy Sect True Monarch, Qingcheng Feixue could operate discreetly there, but overt interference would draw the Sword Pavilion’s True Monarchs like moths to flame. Hence her restraint.
Still, this revelation forced Chongguang to reassess Lv Yang entirely.
After exchanging insights with Qingcheng Feixue, Chongguang asked curiously: “How did you discover this Cave Heaven Fragment?”
“I forgot.” Lv Yang grinned. “Like how Acting Sect Patriarch might’ve ‘forgotten’ a few favors owed.”
“My reward!?”
Chongguang chuckled, summoning a crimson sword beam into the hall, which he pressed into Lv Yang’s hand.
“A rare gem among Supreme Spirit Treasures,” he declared. “This blade for another secret—what do you say?”
Lv Yang stared at the crimson sword core, unimpressed.
Avici Sword!
Was this careless—or deliberate?
This was the Blood Demon True Man’s bait for sacrificial pawns!
But realization struck swift:
He’s testing if I know the Avici Sword’s history. Trying to expose my Holy Sect credentials!
The Blood Demon True Man was a relic within the Holy Sect—surviving five millennia through a fake death with Fortune Immortal’s aid, outliving many True Monarchs. Few within the sect even knew of his existence.
This was the divide!
Knowledge of the Blood Demon True Man marked one’s tenure.
If I reveal familiarity, he’ll narrow suspects—unmasking me.
Assuming I had a Holy Sect identity at all.
This lifetime, I’m pure Sword Pavilion stock. All his probing will hit dead ends.
Calmly accepting the blade, Lv Yang dismissed its lingering karmic residue. His Tribulation Tempest Blade rendered the Avici Sword obsolete.
Once back, melt it down for the Immortal Embryo Clone.
The exchange concluded smoothly. Qingcheng Feixue even escorted Lv Yang to Jiangnan before lurking nearby—intent on ambushing his true self.
But Lv Yang, ever cautious, avoided meeting his original body, instead commencing clone cultivation on-site. The original never showed.
After days fruitless, Qingcheng Feixue huffed, leaving a divine consciousness behind while retreating to the Holy Sect.
“Chongguang, any guesses on his identity?”
“Not certain.”
Chongguang, uncharacteristically hesitant, admitted: “He detected my test but shrugged it off. Either he’s a Great True Sovereign—capable of countering the Blood Demon’s karmic evasion—or… a Golden Core Sovereign. Perhaps even a Foundation Building Perfection peer.”
The unspoken hung thick—Or higher.
“Still, the bigger issue…” Chongguang massaged his temples. “He feels like a Holy Sect True Man. Which complicates things.”
“The Cave Heaven Fragment’s a priceless lead. I suspect he’ll sell it elsewhere—Fortune, maybe.”
Meanwhile, in Jiangbei, another Golden String Puppet—this time, a Refining Qi-Free Cultivator—stirred karmic currents as Lv Yang’s voice slithered through:
“Hello? Fortune? Home?”
(End of Chapter)
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