Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1350 She wouldn't want me, would she?
"What happened."

Listening to the Daoist chant coming from the other shore, Lü Yang told himself to hold back and not laugh, while appropriately revealing a look of doubt.

None of the Dao Lords answered.

Only the World Honored One remained silent for a moment before suddenly smiling: "Heh heh. He couldn't hold back anymore? Indeed, he knows the most."

"Him?" Lu Yang immediately pressed for an answer.

"He is currently the strongest in the Sea of ​​Light," the World Honored One sneered. "He is located at the very top of the [Other Shore], but he is extremely wicked. Fellow Daoist, don't trust him."

"The strongest?"

Lu Yang blinked, then looked into the distance at the other side and indeed saw a small dark figure, so small as to be almost invisible, which seemed to be looking at him as well.

The next second, Lü Yang cupped his hands in a respectful gesture:
"Xuande greets Senior."

"."

The First Sage did not respond, and the outline of the highest point of the [Other Shore] quickly disappeared, seemingly no longer paying attention to this place. Seeing this, Lü Yang was certain:
'It seems he hasn't checked the Grandmaster level yet, otherwise he definitely wouldn't be acting this way. Given his current attitude, could it be that he's starting to suspect I'm a cultivator from outside the Sea of ​​Light? It's not impossible, after all, my background in this life is truly unique.'

Since that's the case, then let's keep pretending.

Thinking of this, Lü Yang even looked forward to the fact that the First Saint could see the records left by him in his previous life. The identity of Xuande was prepared for this purpose.

'Hmph, let's see how long you can hold out!'

【The other shore】The end.

The First Sage withdrew his gaze, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked directly at the seemingly boundless void. After a long while, he lowered his head, a thoughtful expression on his face.

He had been observing the battle between the World Honored One and the Dao Ancestor Xuande from beginning to end, but his attention was not on the [order] that the other Dao Lords were focusing on. On the contrary, his focus was on Lü Yang's eyes, and in those eyes, he only saw a murky mess.

'No. Wisdom.'

Logically speaking, for a cultivator to become a Dao Lord, the aura of wisdom is an absolute prerequisite, and as long as one is a being in the Sea of ​​Light, one will inevitably possess the aura of wisdom.

But unfortunately, Xuande didn't.

The sage recalled the records in his possession of the [Religion of Names] and [Religion of Forms]: 'In ancient times, cultivators didn't seem to possess anything like wisdom light.'

No way?
Are they really visitors from outer space?

The more Chu Sheng reasoned, the more convinced he became that the other party was indeed a cultivator who had fled and died in ancient times, especially after Lü Yang presented the crucial evidence at the end.

That [Jun] face.

The supreme lineage of the [Xiangjiao] sect, the legendary appearance of a celestial being, the face of that immortal. In the entire Sea of ​​Light, only he himself could recognize it.

The other party was able to draw this face either because they had seen it with their own eyes or because they had received the inheritance of the [Xiangjiao] sect. He was certain that the latter was impossible, but the former would fit the so-called [Jun] master's statement. In that case, this Xuande was really the grand-nephew of the Immortal Transformation.

That shouldn't be the case.

'Even the First Emperor doesn't remember that face. Having transcended to the Nascent Soul stage, all records should have been deleted. How could anyone possibly remember him?'

No, not necessarily.

'If he really is the immortal's junior disciple, it's not incomprehensible, since they are from the same sect. Perhaps that immortal deliberately made him remember?'

How to do.

With a spirit of skepticism, Chu Sheng almost subconsciously started thinking from a negative perspective, but the more he thought about it, the more he doubted that it was true.

Then the problem is coming.

What special significance do the "Mingjiao" and "Xiangjiao" sects, which are enemies of the Immortal Transformation Sect, hold for this immortal's nephew?

Disgust? Ignore?

'I've inherited the legacy of both religions, and I'm using that face. If I were to appear before him, what would his attitude be? No, more importantly...'

Does this Xuande seem unaware that [Jun] has already transcended?
'That's right, he didn't know.'

Chu Sheng's eyes suddenly lit up: 'If I knew, I wouldn't have asked where [Jun] was as my first question. So, perhaps I have a way.' With that thought, an idea suddenly popped into Chu Sheng's mind.

Perhaps I can impersonate that immortal.

[Meet with him.]

'He impersonated that Nascent Soul cultivator and came to see me under the identity of [Jun].'

Lu Yang withdrew his gaze, pondering in his heart:
'This is the most reasonable guess. Chu Sheng will eventually give in, and given all the groundwork I've laid, the possibility that he's impersonating [Jun] is quite high.'

In the eyes of the First Sage, this was a win-win situation.

If I am truly a Nascent Soul cultivator's junior disciple, then if he pretends to be a Nascent Soul cultivator, he will definitely be able to extract crucial information, which may include something related to transcendence.

If I am not one of them, then when this "Transformation God" arrives, he will definitely expose my deception.

At that time, we will turn hostile on the spot and take them down directly.

However—the same principle applies to Lü Yang.

'I'll just play along and put on a good show with Chu Sheng; maybe I can extract more important information about [Jun] from him.'

More importantly, that book.

The book that Chu Sheng used to record messages and that he reopened in this life together—Lu Yang guessed that the book should also have a lot of connection with [Jun].

This is also an opportunity to test the waters.

Moreover, he has an advantage over the initial saint, which is that the junior disciple he plays, who has not seen the other party for "a long time" according to the setting.

They didn't even realize that the other party had transcended.

Therefore, it is reasonable for one to be unaware of certain things, which can greatly reduce the chances of one's identity being exposed by the First Saint.

'hey-hey!'

Putting aside his many thoughts, Lü Yang turned to look at the Dao Lords present and smiled, "It seems that senior is not willing to see me yet, but that's alright."

"However, fellow Daoists..."

"I can confirm that my uncle stayed here, but I don't know exactly when. I intend to open up a realm here and stay here to look for clues."

".permanent?"

The Dao Lords exchanged glances, none of them showing any resistance. After all, Lü Yang did not occupy a spot in the [Other Shore], and his strength was only similar to that of the World Honored One.

If I had to point out any potential risks...
"can!"

The next second, Sword Lord took a step forward, his voice cold and clear, his beautiful eyes staring straight at Lü Yang: "Fellow Daoist Xuande, may you come to Jiangnan to stay temporarily?"

"I will certainly sweep the bed to welcome you."

Cang Hao: ".?"

He just asked for it, and you didn't even try to negotiate before giving it to him?

Could it be that.
Suddenly, Cang Hao's expression changed slightly, and his gaze toward Lü Yang became more profound. He then took the initiative to say, "Fellow Daoist, please feel free to do as you please."

If these two speak, the World Honored One will not object, and Wanfa and Duxuan will have even less right to participate. If the First Saint does not speak, the matter is basically settled.

Even Lü Yang himself hadn't expected things to go so smoothly.

However, upon seeing the Sword Master's gaze, he suddenly realized: 'That damned bitch, she had her eye on my [Heavenly Palace] in her past life.'

The concept of "Order" is almost a culmination of the "Heavenly Palace" and the "Investiture of the Gods" method.

So it is said that—

'She doesn't want me, does she?'

(End of this chapter)