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Chapter 33: Primordial Hunyuan One Qi Divine Talisman
Chapter 33: Primordial Hunyuan One Qi Divine Talisman
After a long while, Lv Yang sat holding a yellowed talisman, examining it with keen interest.
Following Liu Xin’s transformation into a banner spirit, Lv Yang had ordered him to recount his entire life story—how he’d ambushed and killed Chen Xin’an, and how he’d evaded detection by Foundation Building Realm practitioners.
“Primordial Hunyuan One Qi Divine Talisman?”
“Indeed,” Liu Xin replied, bowing low. “This talisman was left behind by an ancient immortal cultivator. Carrying it renders one immune to fate’s calculations.”
Nodding in satisfaction, Lv Yang flicked the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner. This time, a dashing youth in black robes descended from the banner. Spotting Lv Yang, the newcomer froze mid-air before noticing Liu Xin—now a banner spirit—beside him. His body trembled violently.
“Haha! So this is your fate!”
Chen Xin’an threw his head back in laughter. “I thought you were incompetent before, but you’ve truly outdone yourself—reduced to a banner spirit? How did you even manage that?”
Liu Xin remained silent, head bowed. Chen Xin’an’s gaze shifted to Lv Yang.
“You’re a Holy Sect disciple indeed,” he said, clapping his hands. “Junior Brother, I won’t ask for freedom or rebirth. Since you’ve slain Liu Xin, you’ve already avenged my greatest grievance. Let me repay you with a secret treasure trove.”
“You’re a banner spirit now—your truth or lies matter little. This trove lies on an island deep within the Cloud Sea, called Calabash Isle. Your cultivation is still low; wait until you reach Refining Qi perfection before venturing there.”
“No need,” Lv Yang replied flatly, shaking his head. “Senior Brother Chen, we’re both Holy Sect disciples. Why the pretense?”
“Junior Brother misunderstands me,” Chen Xin’an sighed. “Though our sect values no brotherhood, we repay debts. I’m no heartless villain.”
“Spare me your self-flattery,” Lv Yang cut in coldly. “What good souls exist in the Holy Sect? Every survivor here is a scoundrel. Save your efforts—your trove holds no interest for me.”
Lv Yang’s caution toward this True Transmission senior ran deep. If the trove were real, why hadn’t Liu Xin seized it in years wielding the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner? Likely fearing Chen Xin’an’s schemes. This man’s background was perilous, his methods unpredictable—a far cry from Liu Xin. Even as a banner spirit, trust was folly.
Chen Xin’an’s expression darkened. “Then why summon me?”
“A mere experiment.”
Chen Xin’an detected danger in Lv Yang’s tone. “Wait! I know of a Foundation Building opportunity—”
Boom!
Lv Yang’s palm smashed down, shattering Chen Xin’an’s true spirit bound to the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner.
“No—!”
“Heaven-Mending Peak’s master hunted me last life—I’ll kill his son first this time. In future lives, I’ll deal with him personally once I reach Foundation Building!”
Lv Yang’s face remained serene. With the [Ten Thousand Lives Scroll], his resolve was unshakable. No foe could break his path.
As for Foundation Building opportunities? He knew one already.
Chen Xin’an’s essence dissipated, his soul scattered. Lv Yang packed away the banner, tidied the chamber, and waited.
Soon, Heaven-Mending Peak trembled violently.
A crushing pressure descended, like a mountain pressing down. Lv Yang feigned terror—he recognized this.
A Foundation Building Realm practitioner’s gaze.
His annihilation of Chen Xin’an had alerted Heaven-Mending Peak’s master, who now scoured fate’s threads for the killer.
Normally, discovery would follow instantly.
Yet half an incense stick’s time passed in his cultivation cave. The pressure faded, but no divine presence emerged.
“Effective indeed!”
He can’t trace me!
Lv Yang’s face remained still, but inwardly, he grinned. This proof meant he could finally cultivate the Nine Metamorphosis Dragon Art without fear.
He resumed his past-life routine: crafting Soul-Stealing Yin Puppets for sect points, courting Yun Miaoqing to mask his sword techniques and Sword Core, then stockpiling spirit pills for secluded cultivation.
A decade passed.
Generations of disciples rose and fell. The Holy Sect’s growth remained steady, its peace unbroken—until today.
The heavens and earth resonated. Lv Yang’s cave became a vortex, drawing torrents of spiritual energy from all directions like a breached dam.
“A heavenly omen!”
“A senior’s Qi Seed condenses—Refining Qi late stage breakthrough!”
Even in the Primordial Sacred Sect, Refining Qi late stage ranked as elite talent, no longer expendable. Within Heaven-Mending Peak, disciples toiling for daily survival gazed at the spectacle. Awe mingled with envy, jealousy, and bitter resentment—why not me?
Inside the cave, Lv Yang opened his eyes.
A flash of lightning lit the dim chamber, piercing and bright.
“This cultivation bottleneck lives up to its name.”
This life, his progress matched past lives—Refining Qi sixth layer in three years, lingering at mid-stage for seven. Only prior breakthrough experience shortened the struggle. Without it, the delay would’ve stretched endlessly, explaining why so many cultivators stagnated here lifetimes.
Lv Yang waited three days post-breakthrough, mastering his transformed energy, physique, and spiritual awareness before rising.
He opened the [Ten Thousand Lives Scroll] interface:
[Name: Lv Yang]
[Age: 28]
[Cultivation: Refining Qi Seventh Layer (Late Stage), Ninth-Rank Array Artisan]
[Talents: Dual Cultivation Prodigy (White), Resourceful (Purple)]
[Cultivation Technique: Nine Metamorphosis Dragon Art (Seventh Layer)]
[Skills: Divine Thunder Sword Art (Mastery), Formation Treasure Manual (Perfection), Slaughter Incantation (Perfection), Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Ray (Perfection), Breath-Sealing Method (Perfection)]
[Artifacts: Blood Sun Sword Core (Supreme Treasure), Primordial Qi Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner (Supreme Treasure)]
[Ten Thousand Lives Scroll Pages: 95]
Compared to past lives, this Refining Qi late-stage Lv Yang was far superior. His energy alone dwarfed previous incarnations—combat odds were now ten to zero. With the Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Ray and Bloodwash Celestial River Sword Array Diagram, even peers at the same stage would fall unless they’d prepared countermeasures.
“But still risky.”
The Heavenly Demon Blood Transformation Ray, while potent, was common knowledge. Who knew what True Transmission disciples wielded?
“True Transmission disciples… I wonder if I’ll get the chance?”
With the talisman obscuring fate, his identity was pristine—prime recruitment material. Even Foundation Building sects sought Refining Qi late-stage cultivators as assets. Unlike past lives, his cultivation path remained intact, his potential untapped. Investment-worthy, indeed.
Thus, Lv Yang resolved:
If Foundation Building sects reached out—even Heaven-Mending Peak’s master—he’d accept. Collect benefits first. Revenge could wait lifetimes.
A man’s knees hold golden worth—today is the time to cash out!
(End of Chapter)
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