Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 278 Dividing the Yuan Tu?

The Yuanci Divine Mountain is a kaleidoscope of colors.

This sacred mountain is unlike any other. It was formed after the True Lord died and his grotto-heaven merged with the heavens and earth, losing its original attributes.

It should be understood that every True Lord's Grotto-Heaven has a specific target position. Therefore, Grotto-Heaven fragments like this, which are formed by the heavens and earth and have no target position, are incredibly rare. Putting aside everything else, the fact that they can help cultivators ascend to blessed lands and seek wealth is something that other Grotto-Heavens cannot do.

Otherwise, why would Tianqiu, the eldest prince of the Dragon Palace, bother with this?

If any grotto-heaven could assist in seeking gold, given his status, he could simply go directly to the Dragon Lord's grotto-heaven to break through; there would be no need for such trouble.

However, this sacred mountain is currently of no use to Lü Yang.

All he needed was the earthly evil energy [Yin wood energy] derived from the sacred mountain; otherwise, he could not have cooperated so sincerely with Suo Huan.

This is also known to everyone.

Almost the instant Lü Yang entered meditation, outside the sacred mountain, Hui Ku and the other Buddhist cultivators, who had previously hidden themselves using the power of spiritual treasures, suddenly revealed themselves.

"Amitabha!"

But these Buddhist monks all had joy on their faces, and Huiku laughed loudly, "Benefactor Yuantu, today is the day you are destined to face your tribulation so that you may enter my Pure Land."

As soon as the words were spoken, the Buddhist monks immediately began to perform hand seals and chant Buddhist mantras: "Respectfully invite [Guangli Tianlong Temple]!"

As soon as the words were spoken, a vast Buddhist light suddenly rose within the Foundation Establishment Realm, revealing a magnificent temple supported by auspicious clouds, with a golden statue standing inside.

If Lü Yang had not yet entered meditation and refined the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends, he would surely have recognized this temple as the former [Fulong Temple], only with a different appearance. The golden statue standing in the temple was no longer the Fulong Arhat, but a Buddha who looked exactly like Lü Yang.

"Hahaha!"

Only then did Huiku finally burst into laughter, feeling much of the frustration he had felt from being so frightened by Lü Yang's sword strike that he didn't even dare to show himself.

No matter how powerful you are, what can you do?

Are they still going to surrender without resistance?

Yes, in Hui Ku's view, Lü Yang had already resigned himself to his fate and was prepared to surrender, since he had no power to resist when refining the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends.

"At least you know what's good for you."

"Otherwise, if a real fight broke out, it would be impossible to end the matter without losing several people. Now that this demon is willing to surrender, it can be considered a great deed."

As Hui Ku thought about it, he even felt a little envious. After all, with Lü Yang's cultivation, once he finished refining the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends, achieved the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment, entered Buddhism, and took the position of [Guangli Tianlong Arhat], he would probably not be far from becoming a Great True Person-level Pure Land Venerable.

Although by then, there will be no Lü Yang.

Thinking of this, Huiku couldn't help but grin, and the twenty-three Buddhist monks standing behind him also showed smiles that were very similar to his.

But at this moment.

"Imperial decree has arrived!"

A loud shout was heard from the distant horizon, and in an instant, a powerful force dispelled the Buddha's light in the Pure Land. Looking around, one could see a long carriage frame.

"Hmm? Dao Court?"

Huiku frowned upon seeing this, but said nothing. The Bodhisattva in the Pure Land had already instructed him beforehand that the Daoist Court also wanted a share of the pie.

Soon, several imperial guards from the Daoist court arrived.

The leader among them was also an old acquaintance, none other than a high-ranking official of the Daoist court, who, like Huiku, had once appeared in the [Dongyang Blessed Land] searching for treasure.

Hou Lan, Commander of the Capital Observatory.

Cheng Tinggui, Provincial Administration Commissioner.

At that moment, the two men held a golden scroll together and solemnly said, "By His Majesty's decree, we hereby summon Lü Yang of Jiangbei to serve as an official in the court and grant him the rank of the third grade!"

Huiku did not take it seriously.

The Pure Land and the Dao Court had already reached an agreement beforehand: the Pure Land would take Lü Yang's Dao foundation, Dharma body, and all his cultivation, while the Dao Court would take Lü Yang's soul.

The Pure Land sect hopes to use Lü Yang's cultivation to activate [City Wall Soil], while the Daoist court intends to have Lü Yang, the only current cultivator of [City Wall Soil], enter the court as an official and submit to the emperor, thereby taking advantage of his image and usurping [City Wall Soil]'s position as the supreme earth element.

The two are not in conflict.

Therefore, when the two sides met, there was no tense atmosphere at all; on the contrary, they were very happy and harmonious, as if everyone was on good terms.

A moment later, another sword light flew in. "The Sword Pavilion is here!"

Hui laughed bitterly, but then he saw the sword light approaching, from which a handsome young man stepped out, his cold gaze immediately falling on Lü Yang.

The three parties that were planning to sweep away the overseas forces were the Pure Land, the Dao Court, and the Holy Sect. It had nothing to do with the Sword Pavilion. However, after Lü Yang joined in, the Sword Pavilion could no longer sit still. In particular, the Ye family, as the direct descendants of the former True Monarch, hated Lü Yang to the bone and wanted to kill him as soon as possible.

"My name is Ye Tao."

The young man cupped his hands in a gesture of respect towards the Pure Land and the Dao Court, then looked at [Tribulation Wave] beside Lü Yang and said in a deep voice, "I have come for this sword."

"This demon is of humble origin, with no background in his previous life. Such a divine sword falling into his hands is like a pearl being covered in dust."

"After my Sword Pavilion acquires it, we will select a disciple with a distinguished background and an extraordinary past life to bestow it upon, so that this sword can shine with its due brilliance."

Even the candidates have been chosen.

That was the reincarnation of the True Lord Chengtian, who returned decades later. Otherwise, Ye Tao, as an elder of the Ye family, would not have come in person.

"good!"

Hui Ku smiled upon seeing this, but didn't care. Although the [Tribulation Wave] was indeed a good sword, there were few sword cultivators in the Pure Land, so he naturally didn't care about it.

At the same time, Hou Lan of the Dao Court looked around and asked in surprise:
"No one from the Demonic Sect has come?"

Hui Ku shook his head: "They've put the lion's share into Suo Huan's. If we eat a little more here, they'll have to give them a bigger share over there."

"I see." Cheng Tinggui nodded upon hearing this and continued, "Now that everyone is here, let's get started. Let's finish this quickly to avoid any unforeseen complications."

After saying that, everyone looked at Lü Yang on the mountain.

The next second, as the Myriad Spirits Banner beside him swayed, banner spirits emerged, radiating their aura; they were none other than the seven Foundation Establishment demons from before.

However, no one paid any attention to it.

Among Ye Tao, Hui Ku, Hou Lan, and Cheng Tinggui present, who were not all at the mid-stage of cultivation? Seven early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators were nothing more than clay chickens and earthenware dogs to them.

"I'll come first!"

Hou Lan smiled coldly and immediately raised his official title. The inscription of the Commander of the Capital Celestial Bureau shone with rosy light and shone down in the direction of Lü Yang.

But in the next second.

"what!"

Hou Lan, who was charging at the front, suddenly stopped. A scream filled with terror made Hui Ku and the others, who were about to move forward, stop in their tracks.

what happened?

Then they saw a hand suddenly emerge from the Myriad Spirits Banner, carrying a surge of malevolent energy, and directly grab Hou Lan's neck!
Without any pause, the hand twisted slightly, snapping Hou Lan's neck as easily as breaking a tree branch. Endless Yin energy, like a spider web, quickly wrapped around Hou Lan's body, turning into raging evil fire, instantly reducing him to ashes!

"impossible!"

Upon seeing this scene, Cheng Tinggui, who also came from the Daoist Academy like Hou Lan, was the first to exclaim in surprise. Hui Ku and Ye Tao also showed expressions of shock.

That's right, the cultivators of the Dao Court are a bit weak.

However weak he may be, he was still a Rank 3 cultivator, comparable to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. How could he have been crushed to death by a single hand? Could Lü Yang still be awake?

Soon, they saw the owner of the hand.

"I'm old and useless."

The Banner of Ten Thousand Spirits fluttered, and a figure strolled out, rubbing his shoulder and sighing, "In the past, one glare from him would have killed him."

While saying these words, a handsome young man stepped out.

Hui Ku and Cheng Tinggui did not know him yet.

Only Ye Tao, looking at his face, seemed to realize something, and suddenly widened his eyes, saying, "You are... that remnant of the Witchcraft Cult, Ting You!?"

Upon hearing this, Patriarch Tingyou immediately turned his head to look at him:

"Who are you calling a remnant?"

(End of this chapter)