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Chapter 322: The Holy Sect Remains the Same
Chapter 322: The Holy Sect Remains the Same
Within the Lingxiao Hall of the Mystic Spirit Realm, a man clad in resplendent robes wore a shifting expression. Without delay, he summoned the great bell. Soon, streaks of light descended upon the hall—nine Earth Immortals of the Heavenly Court’s elite. Each radiated the aura of Late-Stage Foundation Builders, their might rivaling Great True Sovereigns of Jiangnan and Jiangbei.
“Honoring the Celestial Official!” the nine bowed in unison. Among the Heavenly Court, only the “Three Celestial Officials” held Heavenly Immortal cultivation, but now only one seat was occupied—the others remained vacant.
“The Shenjin has changed hands,” the robed man stated bluntly, his tone decisive. “Our agent, Qi He, has likely been exposed. The original plan must be revised.”
The gathered Earth Immortals recoiled. “Celestial Official—”
“No further debate,” he cut in, his voice steel. “We delay at our peril. Soon, they may strike first.”
The Mystic Spirit Realm’s cultivators were no fools. Masters of spatial traversal, they knew precisely what to pursue—and what to avoid. Long ago, they’d discovered the Ten-Thousand Corpses Pit but refrained from open aggression, instead infiltrating it to gather intelligence. Yet what they uncovered left them reeling: thirty Fruit Positions? Such power forced them to abandon invasion entirely, shifting strategy to swift raids. The Shenjin, a prized resource, became their prime target.
“This time, I’ll lead personally,” the Celestial Official declared. “Eliminate Yu Shao, seize the Shenjin! I’ve already sought the Supreme Sovereign’s blessing. He will veil our movements.”
The Earth Immortals could only retreat, their unease unspoken.
Too hasty!
Yet Yu Shao’s betrayal risks exposure. If their Supreme Sovereign has the means, he could trace us through him… Could the rumors be true? Did the Supreme Sovereign ascend hastily, his cultivation base unstable, requiring external qi to solidify his rule? Hush! Caution!
And the Shenjin… Why does the Celestial Official fixate on it?
Could the rumors be true? Did the Supreme Sovereign ascend hastily, his cultivation unstable, requiring external qi to consolidate his reign?
Hush! Caution!
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Meanwhile, deep within the Ten-Thousand Corpses Pit, Lv Yang remained oblivious to the Mystic Spirit Realm’s schemes. Before him sat Jun Tong, a familiar face from past lifetimes—once a Great True Sovereign under True Monarch Zengcai Qiluo in the Overseas Dominion, now a stalwart of the Holy Sect.
“You’re Yuan Tu (Slaughter)?” Jun Tong’s gaze was sharp, his smile unreadable. “Chongguang spoke of you, but he failed to mention your audacity—attacking a Holy Sect True Man here, of all places?”
“Which True Man?” Lv Yang replied coolly, dropping Qi He’s withered form before him. “This one has long consorted with the Mystic Spirit Realm.”
Jun Tong’s indifference faded as he examined Qi He’s grotesque, ageless visage and the intelligence extracted by Chen Xin’an. Recognition dawned—the telltale mark of the Celestial Mother Genesis Radiance. A flicker of respect ignited in his eyes.
What a ruthless one.
Lv Yang’s ruthlessness toward others—and himself—marked him as a foe not easily managed. Chongguang’s warnings echoed: This one walks his own path, with shadows of a True Monarch behind him…
“A great service to the Holy Sect,” Jun Tong finally said, pocketing the intel. “Stay. Let me play host.”
“I’m undercover in the Sword Pavilion,” Lv Yang declined. “Even as a projection, lingering risks exposure.”
Jun Tong made no further protest, watching him depart. Moments later, Chen Taihe, the Heaven-Mending Peak Master, emerged from the shadows.
“You don’t recognize him?” Jun Tong mused.
“None I know,” Chen Taihe muttered. Had Lv Yang remained, he’d have recognized his old nemesis. “Yet his divine abilities—Armaments Sovereign and Adamantine Sovereign? A configuration suited to the Pomegranate Wood Throne…” His voice darkened. “He hides his motives. Perhaps he’s no ally.”
Jun Tong shrugged. “Qi He’s treachery was uncovered three years ago, after Chongguang’s warning. The Sword Pavilion’s assault on the Ten-Thousand Corpses Pit? A proxy war for the Mystic Spirit Realm’s ambitions. Let them clash. We’ll harvest their chaos.”
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As Lv Yang departed, doubt crept in. Jun Tong let me go too easily.
The Shenjin’s betrayal was vital intelligence—yet Jun Tong accepted it without scrutiny. Did he already know?
Lv Yang’s mind raced. Trusting no one, he considered the worst: He allowed me to leave because he wants the Mystic Spirit Realm to follow the Shenjin’s trail to me… and to Jiangnan.
A bitter smile tugged at his lips. The Holy Sect… still the same.
Diverting calamity eastward.
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"You're Yuan Tu?" Jun Tong's gaze was piercing, his smile enigmatic. "Chongguang spoke of you, but he neglected to mention your audacity—attacking a Holy Sect True Man here, of all places?"
"Which True Man?" Lv Yang responded with a cool demeanor, dropping Qi He's shriveled body before him. "This one has been in league with the Mystic Spirit Realm for a long time."
Jun Tong's nonchalance dissipated as he scrutinized Qi He's distorted, timeless face and the intelligence report obtained by Chen Xin'an. Realization struck him—the unmistakable mark of the Celestial Mother Genesis Radiance. A spark of respect glinted in his eyes.
Lv Yang's ruthlessness toward others, and even himself, branded him as an adversary not to be taken lightly. Chongguang's warnings resonated: This one treads his own path, with shadows of a True Monarch looming over him...
"A great service to the Holy Sect", Jun Tong eventually acknowledged, pocketing the intelligence. "Stay. Allow me to be your host."
"I'm undercover in the Sword Pavilion", Lv Yang declined politely. "Even as a projection, lingering increases the risk of exposure."
Jun Tong offered no further resistance, silently witnessing Lv Yang's departure. Shortly after, Chen Taihe, the master of Heaven-Mending Peak, stepped out from the shadows.
"You don't know him?" Jun Tong inquired.
"I don't recognize him", Chen Taihe muttered. Had Lv Yang stayed, he would have identified his longtime rival. "But his divine abilities—Armaments Sovereign and Adamantine Sovereign? A configuration befitting the Pomegranate Wood Throne..." His voice grew somber. "He conceals his intentions. Perhaps he's not an ally."
Jun Tong shrugged. "Qi He's treachery was exposed three years ago, following Chongguang's warning. The Sword Pavilion's attack on the Ten-Thousand Corpses Pit was a proxy war for the Mystic Spirit Realm's ambitions. Let them clash. We'll reap the benefits of their chaos."(End of Chapter)
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