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Chapter 360: Borrowing a Corpse to Return to Life
Chapter 360: Borrowing a Corpse to Return to Life
"Truly living again?"
After hearing Lv Yang's words, the Yanluo Patriarch hesitated briefly before accepting the Immortal Embryo World-Abiding Manual from him. Frowning slightly, he began flipping through its pages.
After a moment, he exhaled deeply.
"It’s feasible."
Yet as his words settled, he turned to Lv Yang, speaking lowly, "Why suddenly want me resurrected? That True Monarch hasn’t even died yet."
"Ancestor Master, don’t you yearn for revenge yourself?"
Lv Yang’s voice was grave. "There’s still fifty years left. If you fully revive and return to Foundation-Building Perfection, you might have a chance at Golden Core!"
The Yanluo Patriarch’s confusion deepened. He frowned. "Golden Core? Where’s the hope? The old demon from the Ye family is merely hidden, not dead. Wall Earth still has a master. Even if you restore my former peak, I’ll still be a rotting corpse in the grave."
"There is hope, Ancestor Master."
"Wouldn't that give you a chance?"
Lv Yang gestured toward the Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner behind him. "With your talent, if you could absorb the nascent Fruit Position within this banner as your own..."
The Yanluo Patriarch froze at this.
He’d never considered the Fruit Position prototype inside the banner before. From his perspective, it was undoubtedly Lv Yang’s hidden trump card for Golden Core advancement.
But now—Lv Yang was offering it to him?
"No way!"
The Yanluo Patriarch shook his head firmly. "Golden Core is hard-won. That Fruit Position Prototype is critical for your path. If I take it, it’ll harm your cultivation."
But Lv Yang waved him off. "My decision is final. Ancestor Master, you know I’ll struggle to reach Golden Core within fifty years. But you still have hope. You breakthrough first, then protect me afterward. This maximizes our mutual benefit."
"After all, we still need to revive the Wugui Sect, right?"
At this, a brilliant smile broke across Lv Yang’s face. "In time, wouldn’t it be glorious for Ancestor Master to personally behead that old demon from the Ye family?"
The Yanluo Patriarch held his breath. Protect someone else’s Golden Core breakthrough first, then let them protect him? What boundless trust was this?
Unheard of!
Even between brothers, master-disciple, or father-son, faced with a Golden Core opportunity, wouldn’t they fight tooth and nail?
At this, the Yanluo Patriarch felt genuine emotion.
"...Fine", he said solemnly, performing an ancient bow. "I promise: if I achieve Golden Core, I’ll do everything to help you breakthrough."
"Ancestor Master, you flatter me", Lv Yang returned the gesture respectfully. "This junior only hopes you’ll flourish and revive our Wugui Sect."
Truthfully, the Yanluo Patriarch wouldn’t have had a choice.
The Pennant Spirit, refined by the Ten Thousand Lives Scroll, was completely under Lv Yang’s control. Even if the Yanluo Patriarch succeeded in Golden Core, he couldn’t escape.
But there was no need to voice that.
Too hurtful.
Though I might not reach Golden Core in this life, if Ancestor Master succeeds, it’s still worth it. With a Golden Core Reincarnate at my side, who could stop me?
Of course, that was still far off.
A thousand years of survival had eroded the Yanluo Patriarch too much. Even with his revival, the damage couldn’t be fully undone.
Even resurrected, Ancestor Master can’t immediately reclaim Foundation-Building Perfection. He’ll need to start from Early Foundation-Building again, recovering his divine talents step by step. But with his innate gifts and my help, fifty years should suffice.
First priority—resurrection.
Lv Yang already had a plan. Refining an Immortal Embryo required at least a Supreme Spirit Treasure—and conveniently, their target lay right here.
Above Skull Mountain, illusions and colors merged into a single hue.
The Divine Martial Gate’s Master, once radiating blood qi as brilliant as the rising sun, now flickered like a dying ember.
Unquestionably, the Divine Martial Gate held some secrets.
Though their Master’s combat prowess might not rank highest among Late-Stage Foundation Builders, his blood qi was vast as the sea, making him notoriously durable. He’d survived half an hour of combat without dying.
Of course, this was partly due to Foundation-Building Perfection cultivator Xiangye not fully committing. He focused more on suppressing the Master while stabilizing the battlefield’s energy, preventing collateral damage to the eight-hundred-mile Skull Mountain and triggering Heavenly Punishment.
"Boom!"
With a final thunderous roar, a kaleidoscope of illusions descended, crushing an elderly figure with wild hair and beard. He still clutched a gleaming great-axe.
This was the Divine Martial Gate’s ultimate treasure—
The Heavenbound Azure Serpent Cleaver!
This Supreme Spirit Treasure specialized in annihilation. Now fully activated, the Jiao Long carved into the axe seemed to awaken as a living entity.
The Master still looked formidable,
But his back hunched gradually, his hair disheveled, eyes filled with despair. As if trying to step forward, he suddenly stumbled.
The next moment, he screamed bloodily:
"The Divine Martial Gate is doomed!"
His anguished cry echoed through the heavens, the final testament of his sect in this world—crushed mercilessly.
"Hahahaha!"
"This day was inevitable... Back then, when I followed Sword Pavilion’s decree to establish this sect, I should’ve known this day would come..."
The Divine Martial Gate’s Master’s words cut off abruptly.
Before finishing, he swung his axe fiercely!
Instantly, dragon roars and tiger growls erupted. The axe cleaved open the Star Veil’s curtain, shooting toward the Northern Borderlands.
"Hm?"
Above the sky, a black-robed youth suddenly raised his eyebrows, gazing down with suspicion.
"...Hong Ju?"
He knew the Divine Martial Gate’s Master’s limits too well. The man couldn’t possibly slash through his divine ability. Did he really believe in some miracle?
If any, it had to be interference from someone else!
Xiangye pondered, suspecting only Hong Ju—the other Foundation-Building Perfection Great True Sovereign—had intervened. But why?
The Divine Martial Gate’s Master hadn’t escaped.
What fled was merely the Heavenbound Azure Serpent Cleaver. Worse, it fled toward the Divine Martial Gate itself, still trapped in a jar.
"Oh no!"
Xiangye’s expression shifted instantly. He poured his divine ability into his eyes, staring toward the Divine Martial Gate.
In the distant Northern Borderlands, the Divine Martial Gate’s Karmic Merit, once piercing heavenward, had been completely siphoned. Their once-stuffed treasure vaults now housed nothing but rats.
"Despicable! Dare you steal my spoils!?"
Enraged, Xiangye couldn’t believe someone dared snatch his prey. While he dealt with the Divine Martial Gate’s True Monarch, someone else raided the sect’s base!
Then, the axe-light descended into the Divine Martial Gate.
It was the Heavenbound Azure Serpent Cleaver itself. Lv Yang summoned it effortlessly, then smiled faintly at Xiangye.
"Seeking death!"
Xiangye lunged—but suddenly, a burst of divine radiance blocked his view. Lv Yang vanished in the chaos.
"Hong Ju—it is you!"
Xiangye narrowed his eyes. In the center of the divine radiance stood Hong Ju, his amber eyes filled with bitter resolve.
"Mission accomplished."
Lv Yang soared away, using Tribulation Tempest Blade to sever karmic threads. As for the aftermath—Hong Ju could take the blame. Perfect timing!
(End of Chapter)
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