Chapter 135: That’s Just How It Is!
“Pfft!”
“Pfft!”
“Pfft!”
Lu Qingyang’s surging figure appeared in mid-air.
Dragon Awe rolled off him in waves, startling Yang Yu and the others into a shudder.
“Senior Brother is truly… incomparably powerful!”
“Fighting above his rank, one punch sent three of them flying. Unbelievable!”
“Sect Master… is invincible!”
“...”
The crowd stared at Lu Qingyang in mid-air, utterly shaken.
Though they had long known their Sect Master was terrifyingly strong, seeing it with their own eyes still made it hard to contain the shock in their hearts!
On the other side, Lu Qingyang gave the three Yun brothers no time to catch their breath.
With a slight flicker of his figure, he had already arrived before the three of them.
“Die!”
A low shout rang through the air, carrying a killing intent so thick it made the heart tremble.
“Bang!”
In the next instant, Lu Qingyang stepped out, stomping directly toward Cloud Artisan.
This man was deeply scheming and had no end of tricks. As long as he drew breath, Lu Qingyang could not rest easy!
Seeing this, Cloud Artisan’s expression changed drastically. He hurriedly urged all the spiritual power within his body, wanting to condense a spiritual barrier to block Lu Qingyang’s stomp.
But he had just been severely wounded by Lu Qingyang, and was now at the absolute limit of his strength. Where would he still have the power to condense a defense?
“Boom!”
“Crack!”
A crisp sound echoed through the air.
Cloud Artisan’s head burst apart like a watermelon.
Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the sky red.
Even his nascent spirit was annihilated by Lu Qingyang’s Dragon Awe, unable to escape.
“Splash!”
As his corpse plunged into the sea, Yun Fei and Yun Qi’s eyes nearly split apart. Their faces instantly turned as pale as paper, and their bodies swayed on the verge of collapse.
“Big Brother!”
The two cried out in alarm. Their bodies went limp, and they actually fell to their knees on a reef.
This scene left Yang Yu and the others dumbfounded.
He was dead, just like that?
The dignified Void Return True Lord, the master of a sect, Cloud Artisan who had been famous for thousands of years, was actually killed just like that!
“Big Brother!”
Yun Fei and Yun Qi’s eyes were bloodshot, raised their heads to the sky in grieving agony.
“You two were originally my guides into the Sect Management Council. In this life, even if we could not be friends, we should not have been enemies.”
“Blame it all on your brother, whose mind was clouded by greed.”
Lu Qingyang trod the air, step by step, toward Yun Fei and Yun Qi.
At this very moment, he was like a towering mountain, looking down upon the two of them.
A sense of helplessness surged through their minds. Yun Fei and Yun Qi’s faces were pale, blood seeping from the corners of their mouths.
At this moment, a prediction Yun Fei had made many years ago surfaced in both their ears…
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
Lu Qingyang’s figure flashed. In an instant, he had seized the two by the throat.
With two soft sounds, Dragon Awe surged out, extinguishing their nascent spirits. The Thousand Bamboo Sect was wiped out just like that!
“Hoo…”
Casually tossing away the corpses in his hands, Lu Qingyang exhaled a turbid breath.
Over a hundred years of silence.
The various resentments accumulated in his heart, and the killing intent that had settled within Return to True, were now completely released.
“Hum~”
Lu Qingyang waved his hand, collecting the three men’s storage rings along the way.
“Shall… shall we go, Senior Brother?”
Yang Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, gazing at that lone, cold figure in the sky, his voice trembling slightly.
Lu Qingyang in the midst of slaughter felt unfamiliar to him.
Not just him.
Everyone present, including Zhao Layue, had their impression of Lu Qingyang fixed upon that calm, unruffled demeanor.
Immortal-like grace, like a banished immortal descended to the mortal world.
They had never seen Lu Qingyang so bloody and ferocious. Nor had they ever imagined that beneath that calm and peaceful face, such a savage beast was hidden.
“No rush. Though the vast Thousand Bamboo Sect has fallen, there must still be treasures left within its gates.”
Lu Qingyang spoke slowly, shifting his gaze toward the former Thousand Bamboo Sect, now a vast expanse of ocean.
There, only a single reef remained.
“Let me set up a formation to conceal this place. From now on, it will serve as a trial ground for the disciples of my sect.”
“There are quite a few treasures here, but the Thousand Bamboo Sect made their living through puppets. Beneath this sea surface, there are surely remnant puppets still hidden.”
“If someone rashly enters, they will certainly trigger them. The danger is not small.”
“This place…”
Lu Qingyang murmured, his eyes narrowing slightly.
“This place what?”
Yang Yu took over the question?
“From now on, this place will be called the Thousand Bamboo Secret Realm.”
As his words fell, Lu Qingyang formed hand seals and concealed the former site of the Thousand Bamboo Sect…
Dozens of days later, the Chaotian Sect.
By the Spirit Lake at the peak, Lu Qingyang looked helplessly at Ma Liang, clad in silver robes.
“Senior Ma, it really was not my wish to wipe out their sect. It is just that in the end, only three Elders remained of the Thousand Bamboo Sect.”
“Of course I know the Sect Management Council most abhors the annihilation of Human Race sects, for it means many inheritances are lost.”
“But the ones I actually killed with my own hands were only those three.”
Hearing this, a drop of sweat rolled down Ma Liang’s forehead.
“Then… according to what you say, on the very day the Thousand Bamboo Sect intended to move against you, the underground fire happened to erupt, a great stone fell from the sky, and that is why the entire sect perished?”
“But if that were truly the case, surely a few Nascent Soul and Soul Transformation cultivators should have survived?”
Ma Liang asked.
“Was there not a sixth-rank great demon that came afterward, one that pressed right up against Dao Integration!”
“It was precisely this demon that devoured all the Thousand Bamboo Sect cultivators who had just escaped into the sky.”
“Under those conditions, how could those cultivators possibly still be alive?”
Lu Qingyang smiled bitterly.
“A demon beast pressing right up against Dao Integration? A sixth-rank demon beast?”
Ma Liang frowned. “You mean… that day the Thousand Bamboo Sect’s underground fire erupted, a great stone fell from the sky, a demon beast launched a surprise attack, and yet you returned completely unharmed with your disciples?”
“That is exactly how it was. If you do not believe me, there is nothing I can do about it.”
“Very well. Given that, I will report the situation truthfully. Thank you for your cooperation, Sect Master Lu.”
As Ma Liang spoke, he waved his hand and closed the jade talisman floating beside him.
“Hummm!”
The jade talisman trembled and drifted down into Ma Liang’s palm.
“Hoo… my apologies, Young Friend Lu. That was just routine procedure.”
“The Thousand Bamboo Sect schemed against you. They deserved to die!”
Ma Liang stood up and cupped his hands toward Lu Qingyang.
“Heh heh, Senior Ma is too polite. But everything I have said is the truth. No matter who investigates, they will find no fault.”
Lu Qingyang also politely returned the salute.
“Mm, then I will not disturb Young Friend Lu any longer. Once I return and report, we can talk another day.”
With that, Ma Liang turned and prepared to leave.
But just as he took a step, he suddenly paused and turned his head toward Lu Qingyang.
“By the way, Sect Master Lu, that matter I mentioned before coming here — have you considered it?”
Lu Qingyang’s expression froze at these words.
But in the next instant he recovered: “Senior Ma, you jest. If you are willing to join my Chaotian Sect, that is this sect’s blessing.”
“The gates of my Chaotian Sect are always open to you.”
“At that time, never mind a nominal title of guest Elder — even if you came to my Chaotian Sect to serve as its Grand Elder, there would be no objection whatsoever.”