Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1328 In the end, he was still a beginner saint.
【Lü Yang】!
The name, symbolizing destiny, shone brightly, dispelling the lingering energy. Then, the sword light surged forward, striking Lü Yang's face with unstoppable force.

"Boom."

In a flash, Lü Yang let out a long breath and used the Zhutian Sword to counter the Sword Lord's attack. The beautiful face was now very close, separated by two sword lights. In that instant, the pale white sword light illuminated the changes in their expressions.

Immediately, the swords separated.

Lu Yang retreated in the void, and with a flick of his finger, the void, devoid of any concept of distance, immediately created a [Heavenly Barrier], separating the two into two realms.

"pity."

Seeing this, the Sword Master felt a little regretful. She had been planning that sword strike for a long time. She suddenly used her [Qi] to launch a sneak attack on Lü Yang and establish a decisive advantage in one fell swoop.

However, Lü Yang reacted too quickly.

Especially before she made her move, Lü Yang seemed to have already grasped the mysterious workings of the [Love Threads] and knew that she could invoke Cang Hao's methods.

Otherwise, that sword strike would have been successful.

'Ten years ago, when we fought, he didn't seem to possess this kind of comprehension; however, this time, his wisdom has clearly experienced a strange and sudden surge.'

How did you do it.

Sword Master pondered in her heart, yet remained composed. She held the sword in one hand, made a hand seal with the other, pressed it against her chest, and then gently lifted it upwards.

In the blink of an eye, all the injuries that Lü Yang had inflicted on her disappeared, and her aura instantly surged to its peak state before the battle.

Correspondingly, Cang Hao, who was originally unharmed, suddenly turned pale, then covered his mouth and coughed violently, spitting out a stream of crystal-clear blood – clearly, all the damage that the Sword Lord had just suffered had been transferred to Cang Hao.

At the same time, Sword Lord glanced back at Cang Hao.

Her clear, beautiful eyes held deep affection, even sincerity, as if they could speak. Then, a profound voice drifted into Cang Hao's ears:

"Don't make a move."

"Fellow Daoist should understand now that attacking me is meaningless. Killing me is killing you. Considering our years of friendship, don't make a mistake for yourself."

Upon hearing this, Cang Hao felt a tightness in his chest.

"We've known each other for many years. Haha!"

After all these years of friendship, is this how you treat me?

At this point, even the Dao Lord, who was usually low-key and whose deeds were almost never known, was so angry that he laughed and looked coldly at the beautiful woman.

Before this battle, Sword Lord and Cang Hao had a conversation. If an outsider had overheard it, they might have thought that they still had some feelings for each other. However, only Cang Hao, who was truly in the midst of this "relationship," understood that Sword Lord was not talking about feelings with him at all.

What she talked about from beginning to end was nothing but threats!

She even said she needed a Daoist partner to continue traveling with her. Was she talking about a Daoist partner? She was talking about a cauldron! A cauldron from which she could take whatever she wanted!

It's just that they say it in a nice way!

A standard Jian Ge (Sword Pavilion).

The ultimate sword type.

As for the idea that accepting defeat and using it to help one recover their cultivation, it's simply a way to strengthen the "love threads" planted within oneself.

Even at this moment.

Before the criticism had even subsided, Cang Hao regretted his words—not that he regretted saying them, but that he had talked to a brick wall.

He could completely guess how Sword Lord would respond.

It's nothing more than that one sentence:
"Can that be the same?"

Sword Lord's voice carried an air of naturalness and entitlement as he calmly said, "It is precisely because we have known each other for many years that I give you my most precious thread of affection." The thread of affection is the imagery of my Daoist practice.

You only lost your life and cultivation, but I lost the emotional bond I had given my heart to. Both are manifestations of the Great Dao, so they are naturally equivalent.

"Hahaha!"

Cang Hao laughed even more heartily: "The most precious love threads? I saw you just scatter them all over the sky when you were with Fellow Daoist Lü. I didn't see how precious they were."

"That's all, it's useless to say more."

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to lose interest in the conversation and his last hope in the Sword Lord. Or rather, that rebuke had completely exhausted all his emotions. His once vivid face gradually turned cold, and a strange aura spread out from it.

".Um?"

Sword Master immediately realized something was wrong, while on the other side, Lü Yang, who had been repelled by Sword Master earlier, also raised his head, a look of certainty appearing in his eyes.

Just as I expected.

From the very beginning, he hadn't anticipated that Cang Hao would betray him, since it was a highly probable event, and in his view, Sword Lord would have expected it as well.

The problem is not with the event itself.

It lies in the method.

'Sword Lord isn't a fool. On the contrary, although she's two-faced and shameless, she's definitely not stupid. She must be wary of Cang Hao.'

Can Cang Hao handle this defense?
Perhaps, but Lü Yang wasn't sure, since he didn't know much about Cang Hao and didn't know what tricks this Dao Lord was hiding.

If that were all he had to say, he would never have started this betting contest.

Because what he wants is to win.

Therefore, the real reason why Lü Yang decided to gamble with the Sword Lord was not Cang Hao, but another person, someone who would absolutely not stand idly by.

Lu Yang has always had complete confidence in him.

'Sword Lord and Cang Hao joined forces, inseparable, to forge the [Heavenly Dao]. Others might not be able to interfere, but surely that guy can? Given his meticulous nature—shooting the arrow before drawing the target—why wouldn't he try to take advantage of this seemingly perfect partnership between the two Dao Lords?'

at this time.

As Cang Hao's expression turned completely icy, the primordial spirit energy he had been hiding was finally revealed, causing the expressions of all the Dao Lords present to change slightly.

Especially the Sword Lord.

"【Seven Emotions Reaching the Heavens】!?"

At this moment, the usually aloof woman looked at Cang Hao with an unprecedented gaze, only to be met with icy eyes in return.

At the same time, she felt that the emotional threads that were originally deeply planted in Cang Hao's sea of ​​consciousness and primordial spirit seemed to have lost their target all at once. The mysterious sense no longer contained any emotion, only a feeling of emptiness, and thus it gradually fell away from Cang Hao!
"You actually switched to cultivating the Primordial Spirit Technique?"

The three great primordial spirit techniques of this era, whether it is the "Traversing the Mortal World Technique" or the "Seeking Immortality Through True Nature Scripture," both involve taking one's own emotions and thoughts to their extreme.

The only exception is the Seven Emotions Reaching Heaven Technique created by the First Sage.

"The seven emotions reach the heavens, but the supreme being transcends emotions."

By cultivating the primordial spirit in this way, one can be free from any emotions or thoughts. Everything is merely an empty appearance, leaving only the essence of regarding all things as straw dogs.

Since you've already forgotten your feelings, what's the point of talking about "lingering emotions"?
In a daze, the Sword Lord seemed to see a young man with the appearance of a celestial being and the name of the Primordial Venerable, looking at him indifferently with a smile on his face.

"The First Saint—!!!"

(End of this chapter)