Chapter 93: Don't I Look Like a Good Person?
Chapter 93: Don’t I Look Like a Good Person?
"Hmph!"
Returning to Yanmo Hall, the Heaven-Mending Peak Master’s expression darkened further. His stone body trembled violently, shedding gravel as if it might collapse at any moment.
"You’ve forced me to this!"
He took a deep breath, suppressing his rage. The Yin-Yang Grand Dao Diagram floating above his brow dissolved into his forehead. Then, with a thunderous voice, he roared:
"Celestial Metal originates from Venusian Essence in the heavens—violent yet unyielding. When it meets water, its energy flows pure and clear; when it meets fire, its essence sharpens into the Heavenly Chapter!"
The divine proclamation shook heaven and earth. Lv Yang looked up to see a boundless golden radiance, blinding in its intensity. Using his Spiritual Awareness, he glimpsed a colossal white tiger seated atop a mountain, its fierce gaze locked on him.
"Roar!"
The tiger’s roar sent a storm of sand cascading down, invisible yet heavier than ten thousand tons. It struck Yanmo Hall like countless blades, shattering its structure.
Outside Skull Mountain, Fortune Immortal arched an eyebrow.
"A Mountain-Sitting Sovereign? So Chen Tahe cultivated the Heavenly Chapter? That old fox finally revealed his path after hiding it for decades!"
Cultivators truly begin their journey after Foundation Building. The path to Golden Core is long, but each fruit position is unique. Once a practitioner’s Dao is exposed, rivals can exploit it. If someone else already occupies that Dao’s fruit position...
The Wugui Sect was a cautionary tale.
Yet the Dao itself is a Foundation Building cultivator’s sharpest weapon, forged from Heaven’s Pure Qi and Earth’s Sha Qi. To forge a Dao, one must gather Ten Heavenly Stems and Twelve Terrestrial Branches, refining them into Four Great Elixirs. Possessing one elixir marks Foundation Building Mid; three, Foundation Building Late; all four, Foundation Building Perfection.
"The Mountain-Sitting Sovereign belongs to the Heavenly Chapter. If his Dao leads to one of the Six Fruits—Roadside Earth, Hairpin Gold, Cypress Wood, Pomegranate Wood, Waxen Gold, or Wall Earth—he must be targeting Pomegranate Wood!"
Fortune Immortal’s eyes gleamed as he calculated.
Suddenly, a surge of moisture swept the air, followed by crashing waves. A crimson mermaid emerged, her voice like a mandarin duck’s call. With a whip of her tail, she transformed the void into a tidal wave that smashed into Yanmo Hall. The structure trembled violently, its guardian spirits scattering.
"The Scarlet Nüwa Scales!" Fortune Immortal deduced. "He’s pursuing the Golden Serpent Terrestrial Branch. So he’s after Pomegranate Wood!"
With a thunderclap, Heaven-Mending Peak Master burst through Yanmo Hall, vanishing atop the mermaid’s back. His face was livid.
"Cursed! Cursed!"
He’d hidden his Pomegranate Wood ambitions well—until now. Every cultivator vying for the same fruit would see him as a rival. Worse, if they were both at Foundation Building Mid, their conflict would be irreconcilable.
Meanwhile, Lv Yang sighed. "False Foundation Building still falls short of True Foundation Building."
The gap between Foundation Building cultivators had shaken him. Even weakened to a tenth of his strength, Heaven-Mending Peak Master had survived his onslaught. The sudden display of Mountain-Sitting Sovereign and Scarlet Nüwa Scales had been eye-opening.
"But I can’t let him escape."
Lv Yang expanded Yanmo Hall, its gates yawning to recapture the fleeing foe. Within Skull Mountain’s eight-hundred-mile range, no soul escaped its grasp—especially not a disembodied one.
The gates slammed shut like thunder. Heaven-Mending Peak Master turned, his face twisted in humiliation. Without hesitation, he slashed his soul in two.
Lv Yang blinked. "The Mental Severance Heavenly Silkworm Secret?"
Of course. His father Chen Xin’an’s supreme ability. One soul fragment charged Yanmo Hall as a decoy while the true body fled on the mermaid.
"Self-sacrificing escape? How decisive. No wonder he’s a Holy Sect expert."
Lv Yang crushed the decoy soul, absorbing it into his Ten-Thousand Spirit Banner. Instantly, Heaven-Mending Peak Master spat out a mouthful of soul essence, glaring back.
Unfazed, Lv Yang settled back in Yanmo Hall. With a hand seal, he channeled Skull Mountain’s leyline, flooding the hall with restorative yin energy. Within months, it would be restored—its advantage as a False Foundation Building domain.
Heaven-Mending Peak Master wouldn’t recover so easily. His body destroyed, Dao Foundation damaged, and soul split, he’d need decades to heal.
"He’s a Holy Sect expert. Killing him outright would bring trouble. This grievous wound will suffice for now. When I reach Foundation Building, we’ll settle the rest."
Lv Yang leaned back, watching Heaven-Mending Peak Master and Fortune Immortal beyond Skull Mountain. But Fortune Immortal’s expression shifted—gaze fixed on the sky, his face contorted with hatred.
A radiant figure approached, his Dao manifesting openly: four elixirs glowing in his crown. Chongguang.
Fortune Immortal vanished. His old rival, once his Golden Core fruit position contender, now his superior.
The man glanced at the battered Heaven-Mending Peak Master, then at Lv Yang, smiling.
"Esteemed cultivator", his voice echoed. "Are you a reincarnated Holy Sect expert?"
Lv Yang blinked. "Wait—why does everyone assume I’m from the Holy Sect?"
Do I really look like a bad person?
(End of Chapter)
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