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Chapter 336: Seizing the Treasure
Chapter 336: Seizing the Treasure
Since he planned to uphold righteousness, Lv Yang naturally prepared thoroughly.
What he was drawing now wasn’t an ordinary formation. Following Cheng Xian’s instructions, he was restoring the ancient Array Art originally present in the Heaven’s Southern Gate.
“These formation arts were shattered during the invasion of the True Monarchs,” Lv Yang muttered. “But that doesn’t mean they’re weak—purely because the True Monarchs overwhelmed them numerically. They shamelessly ganged up, making the arts seem powerless. If I can restore even a fragment and control it…” He paused, smirking. “Even if it doesn’t reach its peak power, it should be more than enough to trap these Early Foundation-Building and Mid-Stage Foundation-Building cultivators!”
While reinforcing the formation, Lv Yang also activated his Golden String Puppet, using the Yun Clan Patriarch’s and Xiu Xin True Man’s eyes to monitor the Heaven Capital Palace. This allowed him to adjust his plans in real time.
“Boom!”
Finally, when several Foundation-Building True Men skilled in formation arts broke through the seals, the previously sealed Heaven Capital Palace suddenly exuded a fragrant aroma. The scent alone intoxicated cultivators with insufficient cultivation and shallow attainments. Their faces flushed crimson, and by the time they snapped out of it, their bodies were too weak to approach the palace, forcing them to retreat in embarrassment.
“What an intense pill fragrance!” The Heaven-Mending Peak Master inhaled deeply, feeling his magical energy surge. Insights into his techniques and divine abilities flooded his mind.
“This… this pill enhances enlightenment!”
Meanwhile, Ye Guyue (Solitary Moon) also identified the pill’s nature, her beautiful eyes gleaming. “This palace shares a karmic connection with my Sword Pavilion.”
In an instant, both forgot about Lv Yang.
After all, the true matter of the Dao lay before them—everything else could wait. With this thought, they quickly regained their composure.
“Cooperation?”
Neither was foolish. They knew a place holding such a treasure would naturally have formidable defenses. Without teamwork, seizing the treasure would be as difficult as climbing to the heavens.
As for the conflict between righteous and demonic sects? To the Holy Sect cultivators, such matters were trivial. With enough incentive, any feud could be set aside.
From Sword Pavilion’s perspective, this wasn’t cooperation—just temporarily postponing their duty to eliminate evil while securing a chance to grow stronger. Only with enhanced power could they better uphold righteousness later.
Thus, they approached the Heaven Capital Palace’s gates in unison. The moment they placed their hands on the palace doors, a thunderous boom erupted. Both frowned as an immense pressure descended upon them.
“A status rank test?”
Ye Guyue’s expression shifted slightly, but she quickly calmed, realizing it was merely a test without lethal intent.
“How strange,” the Heaven-Mending Peak Master mused. “Ye Guyue is indeed at the Mid-Stage Foundation-Building—no deception there.”
He understood the Heaven Capital Palace well. The Holy Sect had infiltrated the Mystic Spirit Realm first, gathering intelligence on its treasures, including this palace.
That’s why he’d deliberately invited Ye Guyue—to test the famed Sword Pavilion female swordsman’s strength. Yet the result surprised him. She was strong, at Mid-Stage Foundation-Building perfection, wielding sword cultivation. Even he couldn’t guarantee victory against her.
The problem was… it wasn’t enough.
“I’ve cultivated the Heaven-Mending Sutra, attuning myself to the heavens. My instincts are sharp—yet I sense danger here.”
It wasn’t Ye Guyue. Then who else?
“Enough. The Dao lies ahead—we must seize it. This palace was once a True Monarch’s dwelling; some trials are expected.”
“Besides, after the True Monarchs plundered it, the realm was divided. To hoard the fruit positions and nurture us cultivators, there can’t be inescapable death traps. The remaining ones are merely tests left by the True Monarchs for us!”
With this resolve, the Heaven-Mending Peak Master steeled himself.
After all, life is fleeting, and the path of cultivation is walked only once. To hesitate when the moment comes is to forfeit all future chances.
“Go!”
The next moment, he vanished into the Heaven Capital Palace, hisdun guang, magical light blazing. Ye Guyue followed closely, with other Mid-Stage Foundation-Building True Men trailing behind.
At the palace’s center stood a grand cauldron, its octagonal frame exuding stability. The lid was lifted, revealing a radiant pill emitting the fragrant aroma.
“The Dao-United Immortal Pill!”
Through the Yun Clan Patriarch’s and Xiu Xin True Man’s eyes, Lv Yang instantly spotted the pill. But soon, his expression turned odd.
The pill rested near the cauldron’s edge, not in its center—like discarded scraps.
“Could this cauldron have already been looted?”
Lv Yang imagined a True Monarch storming into the pill chamber, flipping the cauldron, and sweeping away all valuable pills, leaving only the Dao-United Immortal Pill because it held no use for them.
“That must be it! Otherwise, given the True Monarchs’ greed, even the slightest beneficial pill would’ve been taken. By my standards, even a polite thief would’ve taken it all—leaving nothing behind, not even sugar-dusted beans!”
“Crack!”
A sudden crisp sound snapped everyone’s attention to a luxuriant spiritual root nearby.
“The Eternal Heaven Lifespan Root!”
Lv Yang’s heart turned icy—not because of the legendary herb said to grant immortality, but because of the headless corpse leaning against it.
The small body had no neck, no blood, clad in a Daoist robe embroidered with golden sutras. Yet most chilling was the blood-stained finger pointing at a single character scrawled on the ground:
“Slaughter.”
Instantly, the Heaven-Mending Peak Master and Ye Guyue felt their bodies sink as a furious roar echoed in their ears, endless as a raging river:
“Zhu (Annihilate)!”
Through the Yun Clan Patriarch’s and Xiu Xin True Man’s vision, Lv Yang clearly saw the palace’s transformation and instinctively patted his chest in relief.
“Thank heavens I didn’t go in!”
The headless corpse was clearly a former earth immortal, likely a Daoist acolyte serving the Mystic Spirit Realm’s True Monarch. It cultivated the same Supreme Dao lineage as Cheng Xian’s earlier Mantra Technique.
This single character had surpassed mere mantra arts, evolving into a Celestial Edict!
An earth immortal rivaling a Great True Sovereign had poured their entire essence, magical power, and divine abilities into this final strike.
“To True Monarchs, it’s like a breeze—hardly worth noticing. But for Mid-Stage Foundation-Building cultivators… fatal!”
“Still, it’s a one-time attack from a dead man, targeting only the strongest one or two present. If I’d gone in, it would’ve aimed at me!”
Thankfully, he’d stayed out.
Now, the unlucky ones were Ye Guyue and the Heaven-Mending Peak Master!
(End of Chapter)
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