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Chapter 338: I Remember Now
Chapter 338: I Remember Now
As death loomed near, Heaven-Mending Peak Master barely regained his ability to think—only to be consumed by an indescribable fury:
‘Foundation Formation Late-Stage? Great True Sovereign?’
‘How could it be the Great True Sovereign?!’
As a veteran True Man of the Holy Sect, Heaven-Mending Peak Master instantly deciphered Lv Yang’s tactics—it was nothing more than a feint.
Lv Yang had summoned Chen Xin’an, using their father-son relationship to unsettle him. While Heaven-Mending Peak Master cared little for his son personally, he valued Chen Xin’an’s ability to share calamities. Especially after discovering Chen had reached Foundation Formation, he’d fallen for the trick.
The moment he faltered, Lv Yang struck.
A perfectly reasonable strategy.
But the problem was—you’re a Great True Sovereign! A Foundation Formation Late-Stage expert battling a Mid-Stage opponent was like crushing fish in a barrel. Why resort to such underhanded tricks?
‘Monster… Swordseed.’
A thousand curses surged through Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s mind, but words failed him.
Speechless!
His face contorted into a grotesque, complex expression, as if embodying all mortal emotions. Then—boom!—he exploded.
Lv Yang withdrew his finger calmly.
At this moment, a sense of clarity washed over him. The grudge from his fifth life, when Heaven-Mending Peak Master crushed him with a single finger, was finally avenged.
‘Only now can I truly erase this humiliation!’
Oh, right—Subduing Dragon Arhat.
A flood of old and new grievances surged. He died too easily back then. Wasting so much of Lv Yang’s lifespan.
Just wait!
As these thoughts swirled, his hands moved swiftly. The Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner swept the air, capturing Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s essence as a pennant spirit.
‘Perfect. Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s mastery of the Heaven-Mending Sutra far surpasses mine. Chen Xin’an was barely sufficient for supplementing Mid-Stage Foundation Formation. For future Late-Stage Great True Sovereigns, he’ll be powerless. Heaven-Mending Peak Master will be the ideal successor.’
While planning this future, Lv Yang turned his gaze outward. Dozens of escaping light beams darted in all directions.
‘No wonder the Holy Sect is formidable!’ he chuckled.
The moment Heaven-Mending Peak Master fell, these True Men fled. Normally, it would be hard to trap them all.
‘Fortunately, I’ve prepared.’
Around Heaven Capital Palace, arrays blazed with divine light, sealing every escape route.
No one understood Holy Sect True Men better than Lv Yang himself. Anticipating their moves, he’d meticulously orchestrated this net to eliminate them all, leaving no chance to retaliate.
Next moment, Lv Yang dispersed his Spiritual Body.
‘Sea of Sorrowful Affliction!’
A torrential mist engulfed Heaven Capital Palace, swallowing all True Men. Five figures disintegrated without suspense.
A Great True Sovereign Late-Stage expert versus Early Foundation Formation cultivators—two realms apart, with divine abilities involved. Absolute certainty.
‘But the Holy Sect will surely investigate.’
His expression calm, Lv Yang knew Dangmo True Men could peer into the past. He harbored no illusions of escaping detection.
So what?
‘I’ve long wanted to discard this clone body.’
‘Using forbidden arts, faking a Great True Sovereign position to annihilate the Holy Sect—avenging Sword Pavilion’s fallen True Men. Every angle makes sense.’
‘Time to let the clone reincarnate smoothly.’
‘Purifying myself of True Monarch scrutiny via the Underworld, I’ll emerge untainted. Rejoining Sword Pavilion, who could question my origins?’
Perfect!
Thinking this, he paled. His aura plummeted from Late-Stage to Mid-Stage, and he collapsed, spitting blood.
A flawless performance. The Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner’s borrowed power had timed out, triggering backlash. His weakened state—blood, falling strength—was utterly convincing. Not even a True Monarch would detect deception.
Coughing, he seized Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s spatial pouch. Inside were the three treasures of Heaven Capital Palace.
‘Excellent.’
He retrieved the Dao-United Immortal Pill, tossing it into the banner. ‘Ancestor, refine this pill.’
Yanluo Patriarch blinked. ‘Me?’
Lv Yang nodded casually. A simple calculation: Such an enlightenment-boosting pill would surely elevate Yanluo’s cultivation. Could it surpass his own? Unlikely. But if Yanluo consumed it, wouldn’t it indirectly enhance Lv Yang’s legendary wisdom?
‘You’ve aided me greatly, Patriarch. How could I forget gratitude?’
‘You…’ Yanluo sighed, touched. ‘Since you insist, I’ll accept it. To better assist you henceforth.’
Lv Yang grinned, watching Yanluo consume the pill.
‘Of the remaining treasures, I’ll take the Six-Ding Divine Fire to cultivate the Resonant Mysticism Sutra—a second-tier true cultivation technique passed by Dangmo True Man before entering Heaven’s South Gate. Another technique means greater depth.’
‘The last one must be submitted.’
‘Can’t let Sword Pavilion gain nothing. Need a token to prove my merits for formal admission.’
After deliberation, he took the Six-Ding Divine Fire. The Eternal Heaven Lifespan Root, useful only for longevity, was better left for Sword Pavilion.
He summoned Yun Clan Patriarch and Xiu Xin True Man, handing them the spatial pouch. Yet suddenly—
‘I… forgot something?’
His movements froze. Cold sweat dripped.
He remembered.
‘My Golden String Puppet has more than two! Where’s Xiao Hai True Man?!’
But why did he remember this now?
A voice interrupted his panic, calm and natural:
‘Fellow cultivator, how did you fake the Great True Sovereign position here?’
Lv Yang turned stiffly.
There crouched Xiao Hai True Man, smiling warmly. ‘I’m curious. Tell me?’
(End of Chapter)
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