Lying Low As A Talent In The Early Saint Demon Sect Chapter 58: The Holy Sect Is Full of Talents - Novel Cool

Chapter 58: The Holy Sect Is Full of Talents

Chapter 58: The Holy Sect Is Full of Talents

Lv Yang paid little attention to Wang Song, merely musing that Wang Borong—the Scriptorium Elder from his previous lives—still had descendants left in this world.

"I'll look after them in the next life", he thought. "Right now, I have more pressing matters."

Summoning his flying sword, Lv Yang departed the Cultivation Cave and unfurled the Mingdao Jade Scroll to study the Sage Body Theft Cultivation Technique.

Ancient wisdom says, "So long as sages exist, great thieves will never cease."

This doesn't mean sages become thieves. Rather, sages establish laws for all under heaven—while regulating society, these laws paradoxically create opportunities for great thieves.

But that's the orthodox interpretation. The Sage Body Theft Cultivation Technique offered a radically different take:

The cultivation text declared, "Sages use their self-made rules to profit themselves, branding anyone who resists as criminals. In truth, these sages are the greatest thieves of all—they steal the world itself."

Thus, to master this physical cultivation technique, one must first establish a cultivation method for all mortals. When the entire world follows this method, the practitioner can siphon the essence of countless cultivators to strengthen their own body. This is the true meaning of "sages become thieves, and great thieves become the ultimate path."

Using mortal karma to forge an immortal golden body.

Once formed, this golden body would be as unyielding as the phrase "the sage’s laws remain unchanged through ten thousand generations"—even among the Holy Sect’s numerous physical cultivation techniques, this would rank in the top ten.

Reaching this point, Lv Yang couldn’t help but marvel.

"Turning the entire human race into cultivation resources... The Holy Sect remains the Holy Sect. Just when I start warming to them, they always crack open a whole new window of madness."

Truthfully, since meeting people like Mingchan and Yun Miaozhen, his opinion of orthodox sects had plummeted.

Granted, places like the Jade Pivot Sword Pavilion treated their own members well, meeting every standard of righteousness—but this kindness applied only to "insiders."

Who qualifies as an insider?

Orthodox sects emphasize karma and reincarnation. If you accumulated good fortune and virtue in past lives, you’re considered one of theirs, worthy of support.

But if you carried karmic debts from previous incarnations, even if this lifetime is pure, you’ll still be excluded. The orthodox sects would kill you under the guise of "acting for your own good", claiming they’re "cleansing your karma" or "giving you better chances in the next life." Yun Miaozhen, that madwoman, was the perfect example.

Comparing both sides, Lv Yang saw the fundamental divide between holy and orthodox:

To the Holy Sect, disciples are all talents. They accept students without discrimination—past lives and karmic merits mean nothing.

Orthodox sects, meanwhile, claim to "uphold heavenly justice."

They obsess over reincarnation, karma, and destiny. They base discipleship entirely on past lives and karmic records.

Both have pros and cons. The difference is simply which feels more human.

At this thought, Lv Yang sighed helplessly. "Not a single normal sect exists in this world. Something’s seriously wrong with the system!"

As he mused, his sword landed deep within the Cloud Sea.

Soon, a colossal black mountain range appeared before him—this was the Yinshan Mountains, headquarters of the Three Rivers Association.

Suddenly, a thunderous laugh rang out:

"Master Brother Lü, you’ve finally emerged from seclusion!"

In an instant, a familiar figure materialized outside the Yinshan Mountains, unchanged from thirty years past. Lv Yang smiled faintly and bowed respectfully.

"Greetings, Master Brother Luo."

"Nonsense—no need for formality between us."

Luo Wuya clapped Lv Yang’s shoulder with a grin. He’d always valued Lv Yang greatly, which was why he’d specifically sent him the Sage Body Theft Cultivation Technique.

He’d already guessed Lv Yang’s purpose.

"You came for the Sage Body Theft Cultivation Technique, didn’t you?"

Lv Yang nodded. "This technique is indeed profound and far-reaching, requiring immense effort over countless years. It won’t be mastered overnight."

Luo Wuya laughed heartily. "Don’t tell me you’re actually planning to leave the Holy Sect and start cultivating from scratch in the mortal realm? The Holy Sect has vast resources and countless talents. Why go through all that trouble? We’ve long established a perfected cultivation method for this technique."

Lv Yang bowed again. "Please instruct me."

"Follow me."

Luo Wuya led Lv Yang into a grand hall deep within the Yinshan Mountains. At its center stood a massive crystal sphere.

"This is the 'Refinement Realm.'"

Seeing Lv Yang’s confusion, Luo Wuya pointed at the crystal orb. "Don’t let its size fool you—this was created by a Dao Lord."

"A Dao Lord!?"

Lv Yang’s heart pounded. Foundation Builders attain the title "True Person", Golden Core cultivators become "True Lords", but only Nascent Soul cultivators earn the revered title "Dao Lord." This artifact was crafted by someone of that level!?

"The Refinement Realm contains 140 million living souls", Luo Wuya continued. "Each possesses extraordinary vitality and pure souls—every one equals ten ordinary mortals. Whether refining treasures or cultivating techniques, they’re top-grade resources. Perfect for your Sage Body Theft Cultivation."

Lv Yang inhaled sharply. "Fourteen million souls..."

Now that he’d broken through to Refining Qi Perfection and joined the Three Rivers Association—a Foundation Building faction—he finally gained access to the Holy Sect’s true depths.

Suddenly, the secret realm blazed with light.

A black-robed youth stormed out, face flushed with rage. "Damned rabble... Failed again!"

Without greeting Luo Wuya, the youth turned and left.

Lv Yang remained silent until the youth vanished, then glanced at Luo Wuya, who wore an unmistakable smirk.

"That’s another True Transmission disciple", Luo Wuya explained. "Zhongming, heir to Master Zhongguang. Don’t mind him—he’s just failed the Sage Body Theft Cultivation again."

"I won’t hide from you—the Sage Body Theft Cultivation isn’t easy."

His tone turned serious. "Don’t underestimate these people in the realm. Though they’re resources, they’re not fools."

"You understand the technique’s nature—it requires creating a new cultivation method for mortals, only then can you harvest their essence. The higher the method’s quality, the greater the reward. But we’re not Dao Lords. Most methods we create are shallow, easily seen through."

"This is why so many fail."

"In the past, even senior disciples were discovered by mortals and killed after being humored and flattered. Became laughingstocks of the Holy Sect."

"So Master Brother, you must carefully consider your approach."

With that, Luo Wuya handed Lv Yang another jade scroll. "I practiced this technique once too. Here’s my shallow experience."

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

"All for the Three Rivers Association. I’ll be waiting for your return after mastery. Perfect this technique, and you’ll stand among the strongest True Transmissions."

Lv Yang’s eyebrows twitched. He caught the implication.

Perfect the Sage Body Theft Cultivation... then you’ll matter.

So now I’m not even worth noticing?

Without showing emotion, he bowed respectfully and approached the Refinement Realm. Sweeping his spiritual awareness inside, countless details flooded his mind.

Indeed, a Dao Lord’s creation—the realm was completely customizable!

He could reshape its history, geography, and architecture as he wished. This godlike power left Lv Yang awed and deeply uneasy.

One thought gnawed at him:

If a Dao Lord can create such terrifying power within this realm, what might they accomplish in reality?

These mortals were "resources" to him.

What, then, are Holy Sect disciples to a Dao Lord?

Lv Yang sighed bitterly. "The Holy Sect... truly is full of talents!"

(End of Chapter)

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