Chapter 119: Target, Demon Domain!
“Beep beep, five thousand Production Puppets are ready.”
“Beep beep, one thousand Tier-Four Battle Puppets are ready.”
“Beep beep, ten Spirit-Puppet Vajra are ready.”
“Beep beep, the Floating Sky Great Ship has set off, fully loaded.”
As Jiangxin’s voice rang out beside Lu Qingyang’s ear one after another, his gaze grew increasingly resolute.
“Junior Brother Yang.”
“Hm? What is it, Senior Brother Lu?”
Yang Yu, who had been watching the Foundation Establishment group’s matches with great relish, immediately turned his head upon hearing Lu Qingyang’s voice.
“Come with me. We have some business to handle first.”
Without explaining further, he took the lead and flew down the mountain.
Though puzzled, Yang Yu hurried to follow.
By the time the two of them stood within the vast Underground Palace of Chaotian Peak, Yang Yu stared at the dense rows of Production Puppets standing ready, and could not help but freeze on the spot.
He had been in the Chaotian Sect for so long, yet he had never known that such a massive Underground Palace existed inside the mountain.
“Senior… Senior Brother Lu.”
After a long while, Yang Yu swallowed and spoke with difficulty.
“Junior Brother Yang, I won’t hide it from you. This place is the core of our Chaotian Sect.”
“The reason I called you here today is that there’s something I need your help with.”
“No… more precisely, I need the help of the Heaven Sword Venerable.”
“Me?”
Hearing Lu Qingyang call for him, the Heaven Sword Venerable’s voice rang out in surprise before Yang Yu could speak.
“No, wait, Sect Master Lu, so I have to start working the moment I join the sect?”
“Heh heh… Heaven Sword Venerable, as an Inner Gate Elder of our Chaotian Sect, you should naturally resolve the sect’s troubles.”
“Besides… we’re family now.”
Lu Qingyang spoke with a smile.
Hearing this, the Heaven Sword Venerable fell silent.
Why did he feel like he had boarded a pirate ship…
“Senior Brother Lu, what exactly do you want Master to do?”
“It’s fine. As long as Master and I can do it, we won’t hesitate.”
Seeing that the two seemed to have reached a deadlock, Yang Yu quickly cut in.
“Heh heh, is that so? In that case…”
“Fine, I’ll tell you both the reason I sought out the Heaven Sword Venerable.”
Hearing Yang Yu’s words, Lu Qingyang’s expression gradually turned serious.
“Send me to the Demon Domain… now!”
“To… the Demon Domain?!”
“Yes. I remember you said the Heaven Sword Venerable has a way to cross domains.”
“I want to go to the Demon Domain.”
Lu Qingyang spoke earnestly.
“Hiss…”
Yang Yu drew a sharp breath.
“The Demon Domain? That’s a land of death filled with the Demon Race. Even my Master doesn’t dare set foot there lightly.”
“Why are you going there?!”
Yang Yu’s face was filled with shock, as if he had heard some earth-shattering news.
“To… make some preparations, and while I’m at it, see if I can collect some interest.”
As Lu Qingyang spoke, his thoughts seemed to return to the last Return to True.
That world where the Human Race were like pigs and dogs.
That Return to True had been a wake-up call for him.
And on top of that, he would eventually destroy the Xuanji Clan anyway, so it was better to plan ahead.
Start making arrangements now!
Hearing this, Yang Yu wanted to dissuade him, worried for Lu Qingyang’s safety.
But unexpectedly, the Heaven Sword Venerable agreed, contrary to his usual attitude.
“I can. I can help you.”
“Hm? Master! This…”
“Shut up. Just listen to your Senior Brother!”
The Heaven Sword Venerable did not explain further.
The events of today had allowed him to see quite a few clues.
The Heavenly Dao’s grace, countless auras.
Lu Qingyang was very likely the legendary person bearing the great fortune of the Human Race.
Such a person would inevitably clash with the Demon Race sooner or later.
Better to make preparations now.
“Thank you, Heaven Sword Venerable.”
Lu Qingyang cupped his fists solemnly.
“Disciple, take out my broken sword and make preparations.”
“Mas… Master…”
Hearing the Heaven Sword Venerable’s words, Yang Yu wanted to persuade him again.
“What are you standing there for?! Take it out!”
“Oh, oh!”
Hearing his Master’s stern voice, Yang Yu finally did not dare delay any longer.
With trembling fingers, he pulled out a broken sword with only half its blade from his storage ring.
“Sect Master Lu, this sword is named Skyrend. It was my personal sword in years past.”
“This sword may be insufficient for killing enemies, but it has one peculiar effect.”
“That is, it can tear through space according to one’s will and perform long-distance teleportation.”
“But… it can only be used once every hundred years, and the destination is random.”
“If Sect Master Lu goes, it will be for a hundred years. Have you truly thought this through?”
The Heaven Sword Venerable’s voice echoed within the Underground Palace.
“A hun… hundred years?”
“That’s a bit too long.”
“Wait, wait, wait, let me make something first.”
Hearing that it would be a hundred years in the Demon Domain, Lu Qingyang instantly snapped to attention.
He had no desire to wander the dangerous Demon Domain for a hundred years, especially with a random destination.
If he unfortunately teleported right next to some Demon Venerable, he would definitely be finished!
That was practically courting death!
With his personality, how could he possibly do such a thing?
Without paying the two any mind despite their surprised tones, Lu Qingyang directly summoned a Tier-Four Puppet.
He called forth his spiritual fire and took out a batch of spiritual materials, beginning to refine on the spot.
Yang Yu and the Heaven Sword Venerable watched the scene unfold before them, dumbfounded.
“What is he doing?”
After a long while, Yang Yu muttered.
Lu Qingyang had been full of ambition just a moment ago. How had he suddenly started refining artifacts?
“Quiet! Focus!”
The Heaven Sword Venerable frowned and snapped.
Then he too shifted his attention to Lu Qingyang.
He saw Lu Qingyang’s eyes slightly closed, hands forming seals, spiritual power surging throughout his body.
A moment later, streaks of delicate silver-white inscriptions condensed out of thin air.
He flicked his finger, and the inscriptions left his hand.
“Bzz~!”
Silver light flowed as the inscriptions hovered above the puppet.
“Swoosh!”
Instantly, a certain intelligence appeared within the eyes of that Tier-Four Puppet!
“Jiangxin, give up control of this puppet. Set it to offline.”
“Received, Master!”
As Lu Qingyang’s command fell, the puppet actually began to move…
“Stretch out your hand, kick your leg…”
“Mm, not bad, not bad.”
“Junior Brother Yang, take a look at my remotely controlled puppet.”
A moment later, Lu Qingyang flexed his wrist. Behind him, the Tier-Four Puppet made movements identical to his.
As if the two were one and the same.
“This…”
“How could this possibly happen?!”
Watching the puppet move in complete sync with Lu Qingyang, Yang Yu was dumbfounded, utterly shaken.
“Heh heh!”
Seeing this, Lu Qingyang chuckled.
This puppet, after his emergency modifications, could not only be controlled remotely.
More importantly, he had carved a Synchronization Formation onto it. Whatever the puppet saw, he saw.
It was as if a split-screen had been placed before his eyes.
And this was precisely the inspiration he had gained from refining that Ninth-Rank Puppet in Return to True.
“Alright, Heaven Sword Venerable, now please help me open a path to the Demon Domain.”
“I… am ready!”
“Hoo… In that case, disciple, activate it!”
The Heaven Sword Venerable fell silent for a long time, then finally drew a deep breath…